A/N: So guys, I am going to expand this fic more because apparently i can't be satisfied with it until its rather long. So it should only be one or two more chapters but here it is.

Chapter 2: The Kiss

-back to Saturday-

Isaac wakes at 5:45 A.M. in a snap.

He gasps and then looks to the clock to his right.

"God damn it," he groans in annoyance. "Really? Fifteen minutes before my alarm." *sigh* "Well might as well take that shower now, and finish getting ready" he says. He travels from his room on the upper floor of the loft to the bathroom pulls out a towel and starts to undress.

I must've been rather tired last night to have fallen asleep completely dressed, he thinks when he finishes and turns the water on. He turns it to hot and steps under the spray. He spends what would probably be an outrageous amount of time washing himself in the shower to anyone else, but as a recovering abuse victim one thing you do is clean thoroughly just so you don't feel as dirty. It's a stress relief mechanic; one that Isaac doubts he will ever even want to relinquish.

After a long deep cleanse to relax his nerves he steps out of the shower. He cautiously starts to towel dry and drags it over his body deliberately. He scrubs the water from his neck and arms with long strokes, and brushes it off of his legs and torso swiftly. He drags it over his head and back to get what is left and clears off the last vestiges of water from his body.

He takes out his razor, applies the shaving cream, and returns his face to its normal clean shaven state. Then he washes his hands and styles his hair into its normal haphazard, floppy style. Then, he wraps the towel around his body and walks back to his room. He takes out the boxer briefs, close cropped royal blue v-neck, maroon sweater, and his favorite pair of, well-worn and now ripping at the knees, pair of jeans and dresses himself in the twilight of the autumn rising sunlight that is now filtering through his window. He grabs his pack he has prepared and the few things he cannot put in it and travels down to the ground floor and loads them into Stiles' jeep.

Stiles said he could use it since he needed the carrying capacity and the fact that it meant that he and Derek would get the favor of being alone all weekend. The last part he had said with a wink. It is about seven o'clock now and Isaac decides to call Danny to tell him that he would arrive early to his house and to be ready and outside at 7:30 so they could be fast and go to the Diner for breakfast before their hike to give them energy.

Danny picks up the phone on the first ring. Little to Isaac's knowledge Danny had been up for over an hour as well. He agreed and said he would be ready.

Derek's loft is about thirty minutes from Danny's house which is strange to think that in such an average sized town any place could be half an hour away from another, but they are on opposing ends of town and for some reason every speed limit in beacon hills seems to be only 30 mph. Also, they decided a few years ago to put about what seems like seventy-five new street lights to get in everyone's way just for the fun of it. So, Isaac takes his time half because he doesn't want a ticket and half because if anything happens to Stiles' jeep he knows he is a dead man.

He finally arrives at Danny's and there he is looking far too charming for Isaac's own good. Danny throws his stuff in the back and climbs in.

"it sure was nice of Stiles to lend you his car."

*Hump* "If you think him loaning his car to me was for my benefit you're sorely mistaken. He only really gave it to me because he knows I will take care of it and that if he gets me out of the loft he and Derek can have sex for forever without me there to cock block them."

"Haha, fair enough. But, do you really think Stiles' has the stamina for that?"

"Unfortunately my ears have all the proof I ever needed … I didn't think that Derek could make any noises but grumbles until the day I walked in on Stiles fucking him in the middle of the open-walled-kitchen."

"Wow that must've been awkward."

"You have no idea."

They go to the Eureka based diner because it is on the way to the preserve and has the best breakfast in town. Isaac orders a plate of strawberry pancakes covered in whipped cream and fruit. And Danny orders Belgian waffles he proceeds to drown in blueberry and maple syrup. They both down around two or three glasses of milk over the meal and then finish up with a cup of coffee on Isaac's part and then they leave the Diner at eight fifteen.

They settled on a brisk breakfast so they could get to the part of the preserve that Isaac intended to start at by nine. He said from there they would probably walk for about an hour and a half before they would hit the campground he wanted to get to.

They arrive at the end of the road Isaac meant to hit directly on schedule. Isaac turns off the car and jumps out. Danny follows suit. They both unload their packs and extra equipment and go to out on the trail. Isaac points Danny in the right direction and starts walking down a rather wide trail.

They get down the trail about ten minutes before Danny starts to do more to break the comfortable silence than just bump into him on purpose and do the general first date bantering. "So Isaac, how did you find out about this oh so mysterious place you're leading me to?"

"Hmm? Oh! Well, when I was a kid my mom and dad you take my brother and I out here a lot." He says bitter sweetly. "Despite what people think my dad wasn't always awful. He just… well, he lost it after mom died. She was his anchor and without her he just couldn't keep it together anymore. When I was a kid we went places all the time in the summer. Mom never wanted a day to go to waste. She wanted us to have lots of good memories, and we did. This is still one of my favorite places I know."

"So what you're saying is that this place means a lot to you?" Danny inquires shifting his portable heater into his right hand and coming over to fall into step with Isaac.

"Yeah, it's one of the best places in the world. You'll understand what I mean when we get there he says smiling dreamily looking ahead."

"Yeah?" Danny says creeping closer. "Thank you Isaac." He says softly and slots his hand into Isaac's.

Isaac slides slightly closer and continues on his way to the camp ground.

They arrive at a large boulder around a corner from the clearing where the lake is and Isaac stops.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing Danny, we're here." He states with a smile. "Close your eyes."

Danny closes his eyes and Isaac lead him to the clearing safely and puts their bags and equipment down.

He shifts uncertainly behind Danny, he puts his hands in front of his eyes and leans in close to his ears and whispers "open your eyes," softly into Danny's ears.

He pulls his hands away and Danny's eyes flutter open to the sight of the lake. He gasps as he takes in the pristine beauty of the calm lake and the soft beach area surrounding it that fades pleasantly into the green pallet of the woods to their backs.

"Wow Isaac, this is beautiful. You really know how to impress a guy." He says and turns around and gives Isaac a soft kiss on the cheek. "This is amazing."

Isaac blushes slightly and looks at Danny in the eyes. "Thank you," he says timidly as he searches Danny's eyes still unsure of himself.

"Isaac… I." Danny says leaning into kiss his pale lips.

"Yeah, me too," Isaac says bridging the gap. The kiss is soft, and tentative neither of them is still quite sure whether it's too soon or not. But it feels right, it's like they slot into place. Danny's head easily tilts the slight amount up and Isaac's down as the match each other. The kiss is like a soft tremor through their bodies and they break apart slowly savoring the feeling of it even as they part.

"Whoa," Isaac says hushed.

"Definitely," Danny responds.