Sorry for the late upload! Again. I've being super busy with finishing off year 12 but that shall all end in a couple of weeks and then I shall be completely yours! I promise.


A Little Doubt Goes A Long Way

Scott stiffened when May walked past. His werewolf senses were tingling. He nudged Stiles and sniffed the air.

"What?" Asked Stiles.

"Do you know whose jacket May's wearing?"

Stiles raised an eyebrow and followed Scott as they trailed behind May.

"Isn't it hers?"

Scott shook his head and looked at Stiles.

"I can smell werewolf on it."

Stiles' eyes widened and he started bouncing nervously as he walked.

"What if it's Derek's and he's decided that she's her next werewolf project?"

Scott shook his head and pulled on his bag straps.

"No, I would recognize Derek's scent. It's someone else."

Stiles furrowed his brow and tried to think of who else it could be. The two turned into Chemistry and spotted May sitting at a desk by herself. She was staring out the window, pencil tapping on the table and jacket still on her shoulders. The two racked their minds for who usually sat with May in Chemistry. Their eyes widened and they exchanged a look when they figured it out.

"Isaac."

They said the name in synch and then gaped at each other.

"What... Why would May be wearing Isaac's jacket?" Asked Scott.

"Uh, dude. Isaac's had a crush on May since like forever. If I got the bite which enhances everything, I would be trying to get the girl I like."

"Good point." Murmured Scott.

"We need to find out when she saw him." Said Stiles.

The two nodded their heads and began approaching her. Stiles' eyes widened as she waved at Danny with a smile. Danny began coming towards her. Stiles bee-lined for the spare seat and flopped himself onto it just before Danny reached the table. He gave May a smile when she looked at him with a raised eyebrow.

"You wanted to spend more time together right?"

May let out a small laugh and looked apologetically at Danny. Danny rolled his eyes and slid into the seat next to Jackson.

"You just interrupted a whole lesson of gossiping so for the love of all things good in this world, if I get in trouble with Mr Harris because you're the bane of his existence you will deeply regret it."

Stiles let out a nervous laugh and looked down at his book before looking back up at her.

"I can't guarantee that."

May laughed and shook her head at him. Stiles glanced behind him and saw Scott sitting at the table behind them with Allison. Allison raised an eyebrow at Stiles and then turned to Scott.

"What's up with Stiles?" she asked.

Scott's eyebrows went up and he looked at her. "What do you mean what's up with Stiles?"

"I mean he's a bit more jittery than usual and come to think of it... You are too. What's going on?"

Scott let out a sigh and glanced at May.

"That jacket May is wearing? I think its Isaac's."

Allison's eyes widened and she looked between May and Scott.

"Seriously?" she asked.

"Seriously. I can smell werewolf on it."

"Does she know?"

Scott shook his head, "Not that I know of. But Stiles pointed out that Isaac's had a crush on May since like forever and he could be using the new werewolf edge to get her."

"That's not good."

"No, no it's not."


Stiles tapped away at the desk with his pen. He glanced at May. She was scribbling down the notes Mr Harris was writing on the board. He glanced back at Scott and Allison. Both looked up at him with raised eyebrows. He shook his head and looked back at May.

"Where'd you get that jacket from? I don't think I've ever seen it before." Commented Stiles.

May raised an eyebrow and looked at him. An amused smile was on her lips.

"You keeping track of my wardrobe?" She asked.

Stiles shrugged. His tapping intensified at his failed attempt of figuring out whether or not May had had contact with Isaac.

"Let's call it a project. Is it new?"

May shook her head and glanced down at the sleeves.

"It's ah... It's a friend's jacket. I'm just borrowing it for the day."

Stiles glanced back at Scott. Scott wasn't looking at them but he was clearly listening.

"Anyone I know?"

"No. No not really." Replied May.

She looked up at Stiles and he nodded his head. She gave him a small smile and then turned back to her Chemistry notes. Stiles rolled his eyes and turned to his own book. He glanced up at the board and scrambled to write down the notes before Harris rubbed them out. Once he had written them all down he turned back to May and asked her another question.

"Any reply from Isaac?"

He watched as she stopped writing in mid sentence and bit her lip. Still staring at her page she shook her head.

"Nope." She said, popping the 'p'.

She waited for a moment before continuing to write down the notes. Stiles gaped at her. She had definitely seen Isaac... And she was lying to him about it.


May grabbed her bag and dashed out of the Chemistry classroom, quickly saying goodbye to Stiles before she left. Stiles watched her leave and then shook his head. He turned to Scott and Allison and gave them a look. The three walked out of the classroom, Stiles a little ahead of the two.

"She's seen him. And it's definitely his jacket." Said Stiles.

Scott nodded his head in agreement.

"Definitely. She was lying to you the whole time."

Stiles shook his head and pursed his lips together.

"But why would she be lying to us? She can't be lying to us!" Exclaimed Stiles.

"Why not?" Asked Allison. "She still doesn't know about the werewolves right? You two have been lying to her for months. Maybe she's finally catching up."

"Or she really likes Isaac." Pitched in Scott.

"Or Derek's using Isaac to get to her! Think about it, how much would Derek benefit from changing someone in our small group of friends and having them on his side? If we never find out he gets a spy and it's full on espionage before we know it!"

Both Scott and Allison rolled their eyes.

"May wouldn't do that to us." Said Scott.

"May wouldn't do what?" asked Lydia, jumping into the conversation.

The three exchanged looks with slightly open mouths.

"Ah... Tell us who her jacket is from? We've never seen her in it before and I think it's really cute." Allison quickly came up with a story. She could basically hear the sighs of relief coming from Scott and Stiles.

They watched as Lydia scrunched up her nose when she looked over at May.

"I disagree. The jacket's not that great... In fact her whole outfit is a bit... Not great."

Allison's jaw dropped and Scott stiffened.

"Lydia. Come on. Don't be so mean to her. May looks great." Said Stiles.

Lydia raised an eyebrow at him.

"She would look great if she lost the jeans and started wearing some heels." Shot back Lydia.

Stiles rolled his eyes and continued walking. As much as he loved Lydia there were some days when he couldn't even comprehend the absolute dislike she had towards May. He let out a low sigh and stepped into his next class. The four of them had English, a class May didn't share with them.


"You know what we should do?" Burst out Stiles.

Allison and Scott looked at him with raised eyebrows. He had spent the whole English lesson looking like he was about to explode. He hadn't said anything and it was clear his mind was ticking away over trying to figure out the May situation.

"What?" asked Scott.

"We should show her what we know about Isaac."

Scott's jaw dropped and he looked at Stiles wildly. He leaned in and stared at him with wide eyes.

"What?! You mean tell her he's a werewolf?!" He hissed.

"That would make things worse Stiles, not better." Said Allison.

Stiles rolled his eyes and shook his head.

"You don't think I know that? No, I mean why don't we show her what we know about Isaac minus the whole shape shifting?"

Scott's expression turned from shock to confusion. He looked at Allison to see if she was getting it. She had an equally confused look.

"I... I don't get it. What are we showing May?" asked Scott.

"The incriminating evidence in his house! Look, if Derek reckons that it would be enough to make the police decide that Isaac was bad news, shouldn't it do the same for Izzy?"

He looked between the two, brown eyes flicking back and forth as they considered his idea. Neither of them said anything but their expressions told Stiles all he needed to know.

"Come on. It took me the whole lesson to think of that."

Allison shook her head and rolled her eyes.

"I think you need better plans." She said.

"Tell me about it." Grumbled Stiles.

Scott was slowly shaking his head though as realization dawned on him.

"Actually... That might be... Perfect. If we convince May that Isaac is bad news then she'll stop talking to him all on her own! Then I don't have to deal with her knowing and everybody wins!" Exclaimed Scott.

"Except for May and Isaac," said Allison, "When was the last time May had a boyfriend?"

"Jackson." Commented Stiles.

Allison's eyes widened and she let out a splutter.

"They... They dated?!"

The two nodded their heads.

"Yep. Easily the weirdest moments of our lives." Commented Stiles.

"Okay... Ah so May hasn't dated since Jackson and we all know she likes Isaac. More so than she's letting on if she's coming to school in his jacket."

Scott stared at his girlfriend with a curious expression.

"What are you trying to say?" He asked.

Allison let out a sigh and licked her bottom lip.

"I'm saying that a little doubt goes a long way. You either need to trust that May can make the right decision or that Isaac will."


"Why are we in Isaac's house?" asked May.

She looked over at Scott and Stiles. Scott glanced at Stiles and watched as he let out a sigh.

"Because we're going to see if we can find anything that my dad missed." He said.

In actual reality they were there so that they could show May Isaac's history, how severe his dad's punishment were and how they could lead to the possibility that Isaac was a murderer. Hopefully try and scare her away from him.

"Ah, so we're breaking and entering into a crime scene?" May asked, a smile on her lips.

"One, we didn't break anything..."

"And two?"

"Yeah I can't think of a two." Replied Stiles.

Scott chuckled and May rolled her eyes with a smile. They went further into the house and started to look around. Scott and Stiles were actually watching May look around the house, trying to gauge her reaction. They trifled through every room, Stiles made sure it looked like he was searching and Scott just looked around. May's eyes would scan the items of the house as she slowly walked through, occasionally she would stop and react to an object. Like her hand would hover it or a smile would creep onto her lips. She didn't touch anything till they reached Isaac's room. A small smile appeared on May's face when she found something on Isaac's desk. It was a photo of the two of them that had been taken a few years ago, back when their parents were still friends. The two were smiling like idiots. They couldn't have been more than 9. May glanced back at Stiles to see if he noticed her find. His attention was on a poster that was tacked up onto Isaac's walls. His facial expression showed that he was scrutinizing it intensely. May shoved the photo into her pocket and turned around to face him.

"Are we looking for anything in particular?" She asked.

"Anything that might suggest towards Isaac killing his father." Replied Stiles.

May stiffened and she glared at him.

"Isaac didn't kill his father."

Stiles shrugged, not noticing her expression.

"We don't know that."

"But we know Isaac!" She exclaimed.

Stiles' head snapped to look at her and he raised an eyebrow.

"Do we? Do we really? You're the only one who really knows him Izzy. And you don't even know him that well."

May's glare dropped and she looked away from Stiles. She opened her mouth to say something but seemed to think better of it and shook her head.

"Can we go now?" She asked.

"Not yet," said Scott from the hallway, "There's still the basement."

May rolled her eyes and followed Scott into the basement with Stiles following closely behind her. May stomped down the stairs and look around quickly. She threw her arms up and looked at them.

"There's nothing here. Can we go..."

She trailed off when she saw Scott standing next to the deep freezer. He had banged it back into shape before she arrived, well enough so that she could still see the scratch marks Isaac had made. The lock was broken but it was pretty obvious what its use was. Scott and Stiles watched as she cautiously went over to it. She ran her hand over the inside of the freezer and felt her stomach drop. She knew exactly what this was for.

Isaac... Oh god.

She felt her eyes fill to the brim with tears as she took a step back from the freezer and brought her had to her mouth.

"May... Are you okay?"

She felt Scott place his hand on her shoulder. She softly shook her head and avoided his gaze.

"Can... Can we please go now?"

Her voice was weak and cracked. Scott nodded his head and led her back upstairs. Stiles followed behind him. They made their way through Isaac's house in silence. They stepped outside and went over to Stiles' Jeep. Scott got into the back and May quietly slipped into the front seat. None of them noticed Jackson watching them from his house across the street.

The ride to May's house was pretty quiet. Occasionally Stiles would glance over at May to get a look of her face. She had silent tears on her cheeks and a pang hit Stiles' heart as he recalled the last time he had seen May cry. It was the day she had found out about her brother's accident. It had happened early last year, fresh into their freshman year. The whole day May had noticed hushed whispers begin exchanged as people glanced at her in the hallways. It had bugged her all day and she hadn't found out why it was happening till that lunch time. She had decided to eat lunch outside to avoid all the sudden attention. Stiles had sat in the cafeteria with Scott that day; neither knowing what was up till Stiles' dad emerged into the cafeteria. He had called Stiles over and quickly told him what had happened, that May's younger brother had been in a serious car accident earlier that morning, one of those pedestrian car accidents where her brother, Leo, was the pedestrian, and had asked him to help him find May so he could take her to the hospital. Stiles had quickly nodded his head and led his father out to the field where he knew May would be. When they had gotten to her she had greeted them with a smile that quickly disappeared for a good month the moment they told her the news. It seemed like she had gone in shock. She stood and let the Sheriff led her to his car. Stiles reckoned it was the rising feelings of shock, trauma and pain, mixed with the sudden realization that everyone knew but her that had her out of shock and into hysterics the moment they got into his dad's car. She had held in her tears all the way to the car. But the moment the door was closed she let them flow. Stiles remembered his father immediately getting uncomfortable over a teenage girl crying in the back of his car. Neither Stilinski knew had to respond. But instead of adopting the fearful and cautious silence his dad had displayed, Stiles had reached out and wrapped his arm around her. She had sobbed into his chest the whole ride there and clutched to him for the whole time till she was allowed to see her brother.

But this wasn't like that. These weren't the same tears. May was a different person now, their friendship was slightly different. And the fact that May was crying over a brand new werewolf being locked up in a freezer wasn't something he really wanted to comfort her about... Even if he did, he couldn't. He couldn't wrap his arm around her and promised he'd do everything he could to help.

Stiles bit his lip and glanced into the rear-view mirror at Scott. Maybe they hadn't made the best decision concerning May. She seemed pretty shaken up about it. But hopefully... Just maybe it would get her away from Isaac and keep her safe.

May took in a deep breath and brushed at her cheeks. She pulled on the door handle of the Jeep and pushed the door open. She stepped out onto the sidewalk and turned around to look at Scott and Stiles.

"We'll see you tomorrow?" Asked Scott hopefully.

May gave him a weak smile and small nod of the head.

"I'll see you at school." She murmured.

She didn't see Stiles' face fall. She glanced down at her feet and bit her lip before turning around and heading into her house. Stiles let out a massive sigh as Scott clambered into the passenger seat.

"Maybe we made the wrong decision. Maybe Allison was right." Said Stiles.

Scott shook his head and glanced at May as she disappeared into her house.

"We made the choice to keep her safe."

"But is it the one to keep her happy?"