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School had ended three hours ago.

Normally Lucy would be at home, sitting in her bed and finishing up homework for her classes. Instead, she is at the animal clinic, pacing outside the room where Deaton is preparing his "procedure" for Isaac. Lucy was nervous as soon as the large tub came out, the size was big enough for a human person. Her hands were held tightly together as she lightly bit her lip while waiting for Isaac and Derek to come.

From the corner of her eyes, the car lights shined against the wall of the office. The door soon opened with Derek and Isaac entering inside. Her pacing stopped as she ran passed Derek, throwing her arms around Isaac. Isaac stumbled from the sudden weight crashing against him, but he soon found his balance as he quickly embraced his girlfriend.

Although it was a few days since he had seen her, to him: it felt like forever.

The lovely scent of vanilla and jasmine attacked his nose, causing him to bury his face against her soft hair. His ears could pick up her heartbeat, the blood rushing throughout her body and the heat radiating off from her. The warmth was welcoming for Isaac, something that he dearly needed as of right now.

Isaac just missed her.

He missed her so much.

"I missed you too," Lucy giggled, Isaac not realizing he said his thoughts out loud. Lucy slightly pulled back, her hands cupping his cheeks as her brown eyes stared against his blue ones. The girl smiled as she watched Isaac nuzzle her hand like a pleased wolf he was inside. She found it quite adorable, these animal instinct actions, coming from him.

"Are you feeling okay?" She asked him with curious eyes. Isaac looked straight at her, nodding his head.

"Yeah," he answered, licking his lips for a moment. "Derek fixed my wounds."

A throat cleared from behind, causing the two to turn their heads. Their eyes landed on Deaton who stood a few feet away with a soft smile.

"I didn't mean to interrupt," he began and Lucy blushed in embarrassment, but didn't move considering Isaac held his grip around her. "But we are about to start."

Dr. Deaton gestured the two to come forward. Both teens saw Derek, Stiles and Scott pour multiple bags of ice into the nearly full tub. The ice glisten against the light from above, each cube seemed like sharp spikes from afar.

"Obviously it's not going to be particularly…comfortable," Deaton warned Isaac, the doctor standing beside Lucy. "But if we can slow your heart rate down enough, you'll slip into a trance-like state."

He nodded his head for them to follow him, advancing closer to the tub. Isaac quickly slides his hand in-between Lucy's as he grew nervous.

"Like being hypnotized," Isaac stated to Deaton.

"Exactly. You'll be half transformed. It'll let us access your subconscious mind."

"This is reminding me a lot like that movie, Inception," Lucy muttered to herself, biting her nail while Isaac crouched down to the tub's level. His eyes wandered every inch, a light shiver ran through his body in a flash.

"How slow does his heart rate need to be?" Scott asked as he stared directly at Isaac while holding an empty ice bag.

"Very slow," Deaton told him.

"Okay, well, how slow is very slow?" Derek asked, wanting something specific. As Isaac's alpha, he was responsible for his well-being. If what his uncle did wasn't enough to recover the memories needed, then this was the next thing. He needed those memories so he could know where Boyd and Erica were and save the two of them after months of searching.

"Nearly dead."

Lucy's face snapped towards the doctor's way, the color of her skin draining in horror. She glanced back to her boyfriend, watching as his hand briefly touched the water before pulling away as if it burned him. Isaac couldn't believe how cold the temperature was, maybe below freezing in his opinion.

"It's safe, though, right?" His blue eyes held with question. He was going to have to enter inside this thing, half-naked and being nearly dead just for the memories he had inside his mind.

"Do you want me to answer honestly?"

That was enough for Isaac to say no, realizing the answer by the tone of the doctor's voice. Isaac stared against the water once again, his mouth frown for a moment. Should he or should he not do this? It was a life or death situation, but Isaac knew they weren't going to actually murder him. They wouldn't go that far. Besides, Scott was here along with Derek and Lucy. Isaac also knew that Deaton wasn't the type of man to kill off someone in a cold-hearted way considering the times he had helped him with catching the Kanima.

After Stiles puts away the rubber glove he had found, Isaac rose to his feet as he takes a deep breath. Derek taps his foot, wanting to see what Isaac thought about this a final time.

"Look," he spoke out to him, Isaac turning his head toward him. "If it feels too risky, you don't have to do this."

Isaac lets those words sink inside him. It's either now or never, he thought to himself, his fist clenching. He looked to his side to see Lucy give him a sympathetic smile, but the pain was written across her face. Isaac finally made his decision, quickly taking off his shirt before handing it to his girlfriend without any hesitation. Lucy grabbed it, her fingers connecting his briefly until he pulled away.

The cool air from the vents caused him to get goose bumps. Not even inside the tub and he already felt cold. His very tone, and fix body was exposed to everyone, and Lucy couldn't help but let her eyes wander for a while. She wondered where the wounds caused from the alphas would have been on his body since she saw nothing, but skin.

Placing one leg inside, Isaac's breath hitched as the cold temperature stung. The ice cubes floated away as his body slowly entered. His arms gripped the edges of the tub, his muscles were now shown as it took all his strength not to back out on this. Settling down on the ground, the ice cubes poked against his bare skin as he sat there while freezing. A few gasps escaped his lips and Isaac tried to control himself and preserved some heat left inside himself.

Hands tightly grip each shoulder and Isaac mentally counted until he was pushed under water. Isaac tried to remain calm, ignoring the freezing water entering through his nostrils and ears. He tried to relax, to not to over think, and to imagine something else.

But he just couldn't.

The sense of drowning flooded his mind and his heart began to race. The water made their way into his lungs and Isaac couldn't breathe.

He needed air.

He needed it badly.

He didn't want to die.

Isaac emerge to the surface with a roar like a lion's. His mouth wide open as his sharp canine teeth were flashed for the whole world to see. His eyes were opened, with the color of golden instead of blue. His nose tasted the air again, and with his senses heighten, he could also smell the sweetness of vanilla and jasmine. It was intoxicating for him and before he could search for it, he was pushed back inside.

The freezing temperature burned him.

He struggled against the large weight holding him down. His legs felt tied down as well, but it didn't stop him from moving. He wanted to break free, break free from this madness and horror he was going through. He didn't want to die or to feel his whole body go numb. He wanted to live to see another day.

He didn't want to drown.

Isaac resurfaced again, grunting and screaming. Lucy couldn't help but place her hand over her mouth to prevent a sob escape her mouth. She had to restrain herself from pushing her brother away and pulling Isaac out. She had to because they needed Isaac to recover those memories for the sake of Boyd and Erica's lives.

It pained her to witness this, it really did, but she couldn't do anything else. Deaton order to hold Isaac down, Scott and Derek putting all their strength in their arms. Isaac soon went underwater, his body fighting against their weights.

The water stopped moving.

Isaac's body quickly floated to the surface. Lucy took note as his face was much paler, like a ghost and his lips held a faint blueish color. His hair was pulled back by the water and Isaac shivered a bit.

"Now remember, only I talk to him," Deaton informed everyone in the room. His eyes bounced from person to person. "Too many voices will confuse him and draw him out."

The doctor inched closer to the tub. "Isaac? Can you hear me?"

"Yes," Isaac breathed out. His eyes remained closed and his teeth returned to normal. "I can hear you."

"This is Dr. Deaton," he continued on. "I'd like to ask you a few questions. Is that all right?"

"Yes."

"I want to ask you about the night you found Erica and Boyd," he spoke with a firm tone. Lucy's heart began to beat at the mention of their names. "I want you to remember it for me in as vivid detail as possible, like you're actually there again."

No.

Isaac didn't want to do that.

He didn't want to visit the nightmare.

He didn't want to.

The boy protested against it, his head moving from side to side as his body twisted and turned in the water. Isaac didn't want to as he knew the danger the place held, the pain coming towards him with an outstretched hand. Isaac felt like a scared child, trying to escape it. He wanted his mother to hold him, protect him and make the evil people go away.

He wanted to go under a blanket.

Hide somewhere, anywhere.

"Just relax," Deaton's voice soothed him. Isaac's ears picked up the voice and forced himself to go after it. "They're just memories. You can't be hurt by a memory."

But Isaac can.

He knew he can as it was possible.

"…to the place you found Erica and Boyd…"

His head twitched by the sound of those names.

"Can you tell me what you see…kind of building…house…"

The words came in and out.

"It's not-it's not a house," Isaac answered. "It's stone. I think marble."

"…any other descriptors?"

"It's dusty, so empty," he described with a shiver. When he heard the word building, it soon came back to him. A building, that building. It shouldn't even be called a building, more like a Hell hole for where all evil was placed. The images raced through his mind, catching glimpses of the past. Isaac grew terrified as he saw a person.

"Someone's here," he cried, his hand grabbing on to something. Something warm and safe for his touch. "Someone's here!"

It was too much for him.

"No, no, no," he whimpered, his body aching for someone to save him. He wanted help from anyone because he was caught. The person in his mind realizing Isaac was there and he was going to be killed. "They see me! They see me!"

The person was coming closer and Isaac felt trapped. He wanted to escape, he needed help. He was begging for it.

Why didn't anyone save him?

The images became clearer, more vivid as he saw himself walking up some stairs. The ceilings were high, making him feel small in comparison. There were items on the floor, everything abandoned or neglected like he was. The atmosphere was cold and dead. The heat was nowhere to be found no matter how far he went.

Voices.

He heard a familiar voice. It sounded like Boyd's.

"I hear him," his eyes open and Lucy saw the crystal blue eyes that seemed to be dull and a bit foggy. "He's talking about the full moon, about being out of control when the moon rises."

"Is he talking to Erica?"

"I think so, I can't…I can't see her. I can't see either of them."

"Can you hear anything else?"

"They're worried…they're worried what they'll do during the moon. They're worried that they're going to hurt each other."

Lucy's body begins to tremble, her hands gripping tighter on Isaac's shirt. She shuts her eyes close as she didn't want the image of Erica or Boyd ripping each other into shreds. Their blood flying everywhere and claws slashing against their skin leaving deep marks. They were animals locked up in a small cage.

"Isaac," Deaton called out to him, realizing the danger. "We need to find them right now. Can you see them?"

"No," Isaac answered, his eyes gazing at the bright light above him. It flickered on and off, each passing moment becoming faster and faster. His heartbeat was pumping as well, as if on the same pace of the light.

"…a room…marker…" the words faded each second. "…number on a door…a sign?"

Sign…

A sign.

Lucy was taken a back as Isaac jumps up from the water, gasping. His chest rises and falls as everyone stares at him. His eyes looked forward, not bothering to acknowledge anyone in the room, but one thing only.

And that thing was here.

"They're here," he whispers in fright. Isaac backs away as if 'they' were walking towards him. He tries hiding himself inside the water. "They're here…they're here…"

Isaac didn't want to listen as it was too late.

"They're here! They see me!"

Tears ran down Lucy's face as she was witnessing her boyfriend panic. His face was scared. Lost and crying out for any help.

"They found me!"

"This isn't working," Derek growled, having enough with this session. "Isaac! Where are you?"

"I can't see them! It's too dark!"

The lights began to flicker out of control, the voices of Derek and Deaton rising in volume. Isaac continued to scream, squirming around the tub.

"Just tell me where you are!"

"I can't see!"

"You're going to confuse him!" Deaton yelled at Derek, trying to stop the alpha werewolf from talking and disrupting the communication. Derek ignored him, asking Isaac where he was again a second time. Deaton warned Derek about Isaac going into shock and Lucy just wanted to push Derek away.

It was always his impatience that got the best of him.

It was his pride as well.

And the two of them will get him killed one day, if not sooner.

"Derek stop it! Listen to Deaton, for once just stop," Lucy screamed her heart out, her face becoming drenched in tears. Her brother followed her lead, but Derek was the stubborn bull he was and continued on. Lucy was about to march over to his side, making him stop by herself, but Scott held his sister back.

"Scott let me go! Let me go!" Lucy screamed at him, shoving his chest to break free, but Scott wouldn't budge. "Let me go!"

Isaac heard multiple voices. There were too many, but he heard Lucy's voice in particular and the pain coming from it. His eyes wandered left to right, his head twitching as the images raced so fast, that it was overloading him.

That's until he saw one image clearly…and it all came back to him.

"It's a bank vault!" Isaac remembered. The image flashed to the one him behind held down by the female alpha. Isaac sprung to the surface, water splashing everywhere on the floor. "I saw it! I saw the name!"

Scott soon lets go of his sister, helping Isaac out of the freezing water. Lucy quickly snatches the towel from the table behind her, wrapping the drenched werewolf with the dry clothing. Isaac touches hands with Lucy, his head turning towards the doctor.

"Its, uh, Beacon Hills First National Bank," Isaac finally admitted to them. "It's, um, it's an abandoned bank and they're keeping them locked inside, inside the vault."

Isaac was shivering, from head to toe, he was cold. Water dripped from his hair as he connected eyes with Lucy, the girl grabbing his shoulders and standing closer so he could feel the heat that she was trying to provide for him. The werewolf felt it, and he too stepped closer as he needed to warm up due to his body losing some temperature.

Everyone remained silent and Isaac had no idea why.

"What?"

"You don't remember what you said before you came out of it, do you?" Stiles asked him.

"No."

"You said when they captured you," Stiles began, "that they dragged you into a room and that there was a body in it."

Isaac was confused, glancing at his girlfriend, but she puts her head down. "What body?"

"Erica," the boy told Isaac. "You said it was Erica."

"Here," Lucy handed him his shirt as soon as he returned back into the room after changing his pants. "Put it back on. I don't want you to get hypothermia."

Isaac thanks her, taking his shirt from him and puts it over himself. The heat of the dry clothing was paradise for him, but he still felt cold. He quickly sits on top of the table, the floor too cold for his bare feet and pulls his girlfriend up, making her sit on top of his lap.

Lucy didn't say anything, allowing Isaac to wrap his arms around her waist. Lucy leans her head underneath his chin, while her hands sit on top of his. She slowly rubs arm in circles, calming him down after the terrifying experience he had to go through moments ago.

"She's not dead!"

Derek paces, his arms crossed as he takes in the new information he had just learned from Isaac. Derek just wasn't entirely convinced that the body Isaac saw was Erica. She just couldn't be dead, because her being dead meant it was Derek's fault for not keeping her safe and protected like the alpha he was.

"Derek, he said: 'There's a dead body.'," Stiles pointed out to the alpha with frustration. "It's Erica. Doesn't exactly leave us much room for interpretation."

"Then who was in the vault with Boyd?" Derek asked Stiles, trying to find another way around Isaac's story.

"Someone else, obviously," he told him.

"And maybe it was the girl on the motorcycle, okay," Scott added, trying to make Derek believe them. He glances over to where Isaac and his sister were. "The one who saved you?"

"No," Isaac shook his head. "She wasn't like us and whoever was in the vault with Boyd was."

Lucy squeezed his arm as Isaac brought her closer to him while Stiles point towards Isaac, his point from before being proven.

"What if that's how Erica died?" Stiles asked everyone, another idea brewing inside his mind. "They, like, pit them against each other during the full moons and see which one survives. It's like werewolf thunder dome."

"That makes the most sense as of right now," Lucy commented on Stiles' theory. "With Boyd and Erica in such a small space, anything could happen between the two of them. Especially with them there against their will."

"Then we get them out tonight," Derek ordered without hesitation.

"Be smart about this, Derek," Deaton warned the alpha from where he sat. "You can't just go storming in."

"If Isaac got in, so can we," Derek challenged the doctor with a rough tone.

"But he didn't get through a vault door, did he?"

No, Isaac did not and Derek's mouth formed a straight line, but didn't say anything.

"We need a plan," Scott told the group.

"How are we going to come up with a plan to break into a bank vault in less than twenty-four hours?" Derek grunted at his direction. Stiles was looking through his phone, rising from his seat in the mean time.

"Uh, I think someone already did. Beacon Hills First National Bank closes its doors three months after vault robbery," he read off from his screen. "Doesn't say here how it was robbed, but it probably won't take long to find out."

"How long?"

Stiles gives him a blank look.

"It's the internet, Derek, okay?" Stiles scoffed at him as it were the most obvious thing in the world. "Minutes."

Derek rolled his eyes, but shot back at him.

"Fine, I'll expect it tomorrow," he nodded to Isaac. "In the mean time, let's go home. You need to rest."

"Can she come with us?" Isaac pleaded to Derek, grabbing onto Lucy. The alpha wasn't on board with the idea, his eyes showing a disapproving no. "Please? Just for a few minutes."

Scott was surprised, but at the same time he wasn't. Lucy stared at Derek, her eyes telling him to make the right decision for Isaac. Derek sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose.

"Fine she can come with us," he told his beta. Derek pointed to Stiles with a hard finger. "Just makes sure to pick her up because I won't be able to drop her off tonight."

"Make it quick," Derek opened his door, letting the two inside his loft. "I need to get something."

With Derek disappearing, Isaac softly dragged her up the spiral stairs. Lucy couldn't help but observe the new place Derek called his "home" for now. It was a nice upgrade from the brunt house in the woods and the abandon train station as well.

Isaac brought her to his room.

She took in every detail, from his new bed to the window where the light shined through. Lucy thought it was nice that Derek took Isaac in, providing him shelter. Her fingers slid across his doorframe, her eyes looking up at the ceiling.

She then turned her head to meet his eyes.

"Thanks for coming with me," Isaac said to Lucy and the girl gave him a soft smile. She reaches for his hands, playing with his fingers.

"You don't have to thank me, Isaac," she softly spoke to him. "I care about you. You're my boyfriend."

"I like the sound of that," Isaac grinned, moving his face closer towards her. Lucy giggled as she quickly closed the space to give him a kiss. Her hands crept up his arms as she dug her fingers into his curls. Isaac's lips went gentle on her as his energy was still weak, but he managed to grip her hips and close the empty space.

Her laughter rang through his ear as she smiled against the kiss. She pulled back, while softly pushing him away.

"All right, you need to rest," she ordered him. Isaac held a pout and quickly nuzzled his nose on the crook of her shoulder.

"But I don't want you to go…"

"I have school tomorrow," she reason with him. "Allison is picking me up at my house in the morning."

His blue eyes shined with an innocent plead, resembling like a puppy. Lucy simply gave a peck on the cheek before pushing him towards his bed.

"I forgot about that," he muttered under his breath as he began to lay down while Lucy rolled her eyes.

"I'll bring the books you need tomorrow. You need to catch up on the missing work you have," she teased him, and Isaac chuckled. His hand slithered behind her neck as he made her lips crash down on his. As he lets his head rest on the pillow, his blue eyes could still see her brown ones, even in the dark.

"Goodnight, Isaac," she whispered before walking out of the room and down the stairs.

Isaac, for once, fell asleep in peace.

There you go! Finally an Isaac/Lucy interaction! Or Lusaac (a cute shipping name from don't be a sourwolf). You can all finally breathe or something, I don't know. If you have other shipping names, let me know. I'm never good with them XD. Also, some of you were asking what person portrays my OC and I chose Cassie Steele. I'll probably provide a link in my profile soon. Here's the question for today:

What is your favorite song of all time?

Mine would be Bohemian Rhapsody from Queen. Never fails to get me singing no matter how awful my voice sounds like. Until next time…

-WhatTheCensoredXD