While Scott took his opportunity to sneak out and see Allison, Izzie took her opportunity to sneak over to the train station.

"Shouldn't you be at home?" Derek asked her when she walked inside the train depot.

"If Scott's allowed to sneak out then so am I," Izzie said sitting on one of the benches.

"You know he's going to find out eventually."

"And I'll cross that bridge when I get there," Izzie said plainly.

"So why exactly are you here?"

"I got bored," Izzie said with a shrug, "I didn't know I needed to have a reason to come down here."

"Considering, it's still some big secret that you're with my pack, I would say that a reason is necessary."

"It's only a matter of time before Scott notices you've started to change people. He'll figure it out then."

"Speaking of Scott, what exactly did he sneak out to do?"

"To see Allison," Izzie answered. "Argent forbade them from seeing each other, and they've been sneaking around ever since."

"Your brother is an idiot."

"He thinks things will get better after the Kate situation dies down," Izzie defended.

"That still makes him an idiot."

"He loves her."

"I'm not going to repeat myself again."

"I wasn't asking you to."

Izzie looked through the dirty window where she was sitting when she heard somebody yelling out Derek's name. She saw Isaac running down the stairs and inside the train depot.

"What's wrong?" Derek asked, standing in the shadows.

"My dad. I think he's dead," Isaac said frantically. He hadn't noticed Izzie sitting behind him. Derek's eyes were glowing in the dark, but they faded back to normal as he walked forward.

"What did you do?" Derek asked seriously, his eyes flickering over to Izzie then back to Isaac.

"That's the thing. It wasn't me."

"How wonderful. We got rid of one killer and now we have another," Izzie said from where she was sitting. Isaac turned and looked at her in confusion.

"Izzie?"

"Hi Isaac," she said sheepishly.

"Are you?" Isaac started but turned back to Derek, "Is she, you know," Isaac trailed off.

"No. She's human."

"Then why-"

"What happened to your dad?" Derek asked, cutting Isaac off.

"I don't know. I was running away from him and I went into this alley. Then the next thing I know this weird-looking thing started chasing after him. I bolted before I could see what happened."

"Derek, if he's dead there going to think Isaac did it," Izzie said, standing up and walking to stand beside Isaac.

"It'll be fine. We'll figure it out. For now, you guys just need to go home. Isaac, you're in charge of making sure Izzie gets home okay."

"I don't need a babysitter," Izzie protested. She didn't mind the thought of Isaac making sure she gets home safely; it's just the thought that Derek is one of the biggest worry warts that she's ever met in her life.

"Izzie," Derek said, his tone leaving no room for discussion.

"Fine," Izzie relented. "I swear you're worse than Scott could every try to be," she muttered to herself. She didn't care that Derek heard her, and flashed his eyes red. She sighed and started walking away. When she started going up the stairs, she heard Isaac trailing up behind her.

Izzie grabbed her bike and started walking with it. She was hoping Isaac would be the one to say something first.

"So you know about werewolves," Isaac said as on observation.

"Yeah," Izzie stretched out. "Scott got bit one night when he was out in the woods, he kept it a secret for a little while, but then he almost shifted in front of me"

"So that's how he became so good at lacrosse," Isaac said, as if he understood something for the first time. Izzie nodded her head as a response.

"So when we talked," Isaac started, and hesitated before asking the rest of his question, "was it because Derek told you to?"

"He wasn't sure if you were going to take the bite. He wanted me to help push your decision along. But it didn't really work considering I didn't even bring it up."

"You were going to weren't you? When you asked about my eye?"

"I was. But then I got distracted."

"By what?"

"You," Izzie said shyly. "And considering how I kept saying things wrong, it's probably a good thing I didn't bring it up. Who knows what I would have said."

"I'm kind of curious to see how that conversation would have turned out."

"Well I'm not," Izzie said with a laugh, "I'm sure I would have made an even bigger fool of myself."

"You didn't make a fool of yourself. Like I said, it was pretty cute," Isaac said looking at her. Izzie smiled and looked at the ground. She wasn't really sure what she was supposed to say to that.

"So are you going to watch lacrosse practice tomorrow?" Isaac asked after a few seconds. Izzie looked up at the question.

"I hadn't really thought about it, so it depends."

"On what?"

"On if you're simply asking me if I'll be there or if you're asking me to be there in order to watch you," Izzie said looking at him.

"Which one will get me a yes?"

"Take your best guess, and hope for the best," Izzie said with a mischievous smile.

"Will you go tomorrow? To watch me?" This time it was Isaac's turn to be shy.

"Good guess," Izzie's smile widened, "of course I'll come watch you."

"Who knows, maybe I'll be even better than Scott."

"Maybe," Izzie said. "It gets boring for me when Scott is one of the few people doing okay. It will be nice to cheer for somebody else for once."

"It will be nice to know that I have somebody cheering for me once," Isaac said before dropping his head. "Sorry, I didn't mean to make this depressing."

"You don't have to apologize," Izzie said softly.

The two were silent for a little while, but the conversation picked back up again. Isaac asked her all kinds of questions about what she knows about werewolves, and Izzie didn't mind answering any of them. She was sure Isaac knew almost everything she was telling him anyway, but she wasn't going to say anything about it. After Isaac ran out of questions, he resorted to saying things with the sole purpose of making her laugh. He wasn't sure how it could have been possible, but Isaac was pretty sure Izzie's laugh was one of the best sounds he had ever heard in his life. When they arrived at Izzie's house, the teens were both equally disappointed.

"Well thanks for making sure I got home safely. Even if it was only because Derek told you to," Izzie said as she tossed her bike to the side of the house.

"I'm glad he did. Otherwise I would have just followed you and then you would think I'm a total creeper," Isaac smiled.

"You know I think it's funny. Out of the two conversations we've had, it's been because Derek has told us to do something."

"Then maybe he should order us around more often," Isaac said causing Izzie to chuckle.

"Be careful while you're going home," Izzie said when her chuckling subsided.

"Of course. I'll see you tomorrow."

Izzie smiled at him as she walked through the front door. And if anybody where to ask if she watched him walk away through the peephole, she would lie without hesitation.


The next day, Izzie was sitting on the bleachers waiting for the practice to start. She was fidgety and antsy, and she was telling herself it was because she knew Scott and Stiles were going to ask why she was there. But in reality, she knew she was just excited to see Isaac.

"What are you doing here?" Scott asked sitting on the bleachers in front of her. She knew it was coming, but that didn't mean she had an answer ready.

"I came to watch the practice," Izzie replied. Of course it was the most obvious statement she could give, but it was the only truthful thing she could think of at the time.

"Why?"

"Because I want to," Izzie commended herself on another truth. Scott didn't need to know that she only wanted to watch because of Isaac.

"Well since you're here I might as well tell you."

"Tell me what?"

"There's another werewolf."

"What?" Izzie whisper yelled.

"I could sense him in the locker room. Stiles said he had a plan, but I don't know where he went."

Izzie looked to her side and she saw Isaac watching them. She looked at him with widened eyes, and when he shrugged she gave him a small smile. She tilted her head in confusion when Stiles came running over and gave Scott the goalie stick. Izzie pinched the side of her nose, already knowing that it was going to turn out to be a disaster. She looked to her side and saw that Isaac was still watching them.

"Be careful," she said quietly. He nodded his head, and she turned back to Scott just in time for him to start talking to her.

"Don't worry, nothing's going to happen," Scott said. Izzie blinked a couple of times before she realized that Scott thought she was talking to her.

"So you say," Izzie answered back.

Scott ran over to the goal, and the rest of the players got in line to start doing their drill. Izzie pursed her lips waiting to see what was going to happen. Izzie covered her face when Scott was running out of the goal and tackling everybody that started running forward. She would peak through her fingers every couple of seconds only to close her eyes to avoid watching the stupidness that was her brother.

Izzie uncovered her face when she saw that Isaac was next. From where she was sitting she could see him breathing hard, and she knew that wasn't good.

"Oh no," Izzie said when he started to run forward. She cringed when she saw Scott and Isaac collide, and she knew Scott figured it out when the stared at each other instead of moving.

"Oh no," Izzie muttered again when she saw the Sherriff and two other cops walking on the field.

To Derek:

Problem. Cops are here

Izzie watched as Stile's dad talked to Isaac and then they started walking away.

"What's going on? What did he say?" Izzie asked when she walked over to Scott and Stiles.

"His father's dead. They think it was a murder."

"Do they think he's s suspect?" Stiles asked, "If they do, they can lock him in a cell for twenty-four hours."

"That's not good," Izzie said.

"How good are these cells at holding people?" Scott asked.

"It holds people just fine. Werewolves, not so much."

"Stiles do you remember when I said I don't have the urge to maim and kill. He does," Scott said as he stared at Isaac's retreating figure.

When Isaac turned around, he looked straight at Izzie, but she missed it because she was looking at Scott.


In chemistry, while Scott and Stiles were plotting to get to the principal's office, Izzie was just trying to focus. Her headache from the other night was back, and it returned with a vengeance. She completely missed whatever it was that Scott and Stiles did to get out of class. She must have looked about as bad as she felt, because Danny was trying to get her attention.

"Are you okay?" He whispered to her once she finally looked over at him.

"Yeah, it's just a headache."

"You don't look so good. Maybe you should go to the nurse."

"No, I'm fine," Izzie whispered to him. She blinked a couple of times, and she knew she really wasn't helping her case.

"Mr. Harris, I think Izzie needs to go to the nurse," Danny called out.

"I hate you," Izzie muttered out with a glare. Mr. Harris looked at Izzie and sent her off with a pass. She must have looked really bad is he was letting her leave without any sort of comment.

At the nurse's office, all the got was some ibuprofen, and then a pass to return to class. Izzie threw it in the trash when she got to the hallway, and started making her way outside. She stopped at the door when she saw Isaac in the back of a cop car. Somebody opened the door behind her, and she stumbled when the person ran into her.

"Izzie, what are you doing out here?" the voice belonged to Scott.

Isaac turned around to look out the back windshield, and the twins watched as the car pulled away. Scott was about to go back inside, but Derek pulled up before he could go anywhere.

And that was how Izzie found herself talking a field trip to Isaac's house, all the while she was still suffering from her piercing headache.

A/N: I'm sorry about the wait between this chapter and the last. My internet started acting shady. In the off moments where it was deciding it was going to be nice to me, I had to use it for homework purposes. I think we need a new modem thing for our wifi. Hopefully I won't have to wait as long to update the next chapter.

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