So hi guys! Good news...we have a new chapter! Bad news...there's only two chapters left...sad panda...I really love this story and I'm going to miss it but it's in a place that I can wrap it up so I'm going to take that while I can get it. Chances of me writing another Scisaac story is very high though because I am in love with the pairing. Thank you so much for all the follows and the favorites and the reviews you've given this story thus far. I'm acting like this is the last chapter. But it isn't. The next one is going to be a surprise. The song for this one is Good Hands by Troy Olsen. It's a super adorable song and I hope you enjoy this chapter loves!

Isaac woke up on the couch with Stiles. Granted the couch was a little small for both of them but Stiles molded pretty well to the werewolf's chest. He remembered last night through the fogginess of the morning. Kissing. Confessing. Kissing a little bit more. Then they just...went to sleep. Isaac glanced at the tree, curiosity striking him as he saw two piles of presents under the tree and a note that was kinda...in the tree. He moved a bit and Stiles grumbled, grabbing his shirt. "Stop moving," He sighed and Isaac eased back down onto the couch, letting himself fall back asleep.

The beta woke up a second time to the sound of a screech that he was sure didn't belong to a human. It did belong to a human though. "Presents!" Stiles cried out as he pushed off of Isaac and onto the floor, quickly grabbing the note. He read it for a moment before looking up at Isaac, "Dad said he has to work and that the pile on the right is for you." Isaac felt a blush creep on his cheeks, "I didn't get you guys anything..." Stiles waved a hand at him, "Isaac. It doesn't matter. Just sit down and open your stuff." Isaac sighed a bit, sliding down onto the floor. Stiles leaned over, pressing a small kiss to the corner of hsi mouth, "Everyone deserves presents on Christmas."

They both ended up with some movies, each had a different CDs and some new clothes. Stiles had laid in twenty different positions on the floor before he'd finally climbed into Isaac's lap. "Do you wanna watch one of the movies?" He mumbled, burying his face against Isaac's neck. The wolf nodded a little bit, "Yeah. Which one do you wanna watch?" Stiles made a discontent noise as he actual had to move to pilfer through the movies. He grabbed the first one that really caught his interest which was Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter. Isaac wrinkled his nose a bit and Stiles scoffed, "Come on dude! It's a good movie!" The beta made a face, "How could a movie about a dead present killing vampires be good?" Stiles huffed, getting up and putting in the disk, "Obviously, I will have to educate you, my dead puppy." Isaac also wrinkled his nose at the nickname but didn't say anything as Stiles came back, sitting on in his lap once again. "I don't actually think this movie could be good," He sighed and Stiles flicked his nose before looping an arm around his neck, "You never know until you try it." Isaac rolled his eyes, "I don't think that applies to movies." Stiles reached over, putting his hand over Isaac's mouth, "Hush. Of course it does."

Shockingly enough, Isaac did enjoy the movie. It was pretty good to be honest, less cheesy than he expected, pretty sad actually. Stiles was still contently tucked against Isaac when the credits rolled, Isaac's face screwed up in a mask of sadness and confusion. "That was actually good," He admitted and Stiles grinned, "I told you! I told you not to judge it until you tried it because it's a really good movie. I mean the effects in it are amazing and I just...ugh, I love that movie so much. Did you see th-" Stiles found himself being cut off by a pair of particularly soft lips pressing against his. He relaxed into the kiss, his fingers twisting into Isaac's thick hair. After a moment Isaac pulled back and Stiles made another discontent noise and the wolf grinned. "I did watch the movie," He reminded and Stiles gave a slow nod, "So you saw all the stuff with the..." The human trailed off as Isaac chuckled, the wolf giving a nod, "Yes, Stiles. I saw it all." Stiles turned pink, looking down at his hands, "And you can see why it's one of my favorite movies now?" Isaac thought for a moment before he nodded, "Yeah. It was pretty good. I almost cried." Stiles smiled softly, kissing Isaac's cheek lightly. The he thought about it. He couldn't just sit around kissing on Isaac. Well...he could but eventually he would want a name for it. He wanted a name for it now actually. "We should go on a date," Stiles suggested quietly, still running his fingers through Isaac's hair, "Like...now." Isaac arched an eyebrow at him, "Now? I haven't even combed my hair yet." Stiles flashed him a wide grin as he got up, grabbing the werewolf's hand and pulling him up as well.

Stiles had managed to find a spare toothbrush to give to Isaac, putting it under the sink for other occasions that could arise. He'd demanded Isaac wear his new jacket since Stiles had gotten the perfect size and all. Granted he didn't bother mention that he got the perfect size by stealing Isaac's jacket for a day. That didn't need to be said. He left a note for his dad on the table before starting out, his hand in Isaac's. He felt like a weight had been lifted, he wasn't hiding anything from the beta anymore. They had resolved the problems without really talking about it and that was something Stiles was very happy with. Talking about problems didn't normally go well for him. Then again neither did ignoring him but Isaac seemed completely okay with it. If Isaac was okay with it then Stiles was sure that it was okay. The two teens piled into the Jeep after Stiles had left a note for his dad and they just started driving. They had no idea where they were going but to be honest...did it matter at this point? They both wanted to be away. Away from alphas. Away from werewolf problems. Hell, away from Stiles' human problems. They just wanted away, so Stiles drove and Isaac didn't ask questions.

"What would you call this?" Stiles finally asked as he stopped at a red light long enough to reach over and grab Isaac's hand. The beta looked over at him, lacing their fingers together. "Us?" He asked quietly and Stiles gave a slow nod, "Yeah. Us." Isaac was quiet for a moment, his tongue darting out to run across his dry lips. "What do you wanna call us?" He asked after a moment. Stiles rolled his eyes, "I asked you first. You tell me." The beta scowled at him before he sighed, "I want us to be...something." Stiles scoffed, "Well I do believe we are something." Isaac gave a huff, like a frustrated puppy would, "Together. I want us together." Stiles glanced over at him with a smile, "I like that idea." Isaac let out a quiet laugh, "I was kinda hoping that you would." Stiles shook his head, "You're an idiot, you know that right?" Isaac nodded towards him, "Yeah. I'm well aware. I'm pretty fantastic anyway, huh." The human gave another nod, "Yes. I'd say you're pretty fantastic anyway. It might just be the idiocy that makes you so fantastic." Isaac let out a laugh, "Oh, and here I was thinking it was my charming personality mixed with my dashing good looks and smolder." Stiles snorted, "You do not have smolder." Isaac shot Stiles a look and he gasped, "Well what do you know, my boyfriend has smolder!" Stiles didn't think about what he'd said until it was out of his mouth and his eyes kept darting off the road to Isaac nervously. Isaac smiled a bit, sliding the pad of his thumb across the top of Stiles' hand, "I think you might have told me before that you don't like country music or...maybe that was all music that I listen to, I can't remember but...have you ever heard the song Good Hands?" Stiles raised a curious eyebrow at Isaac before shaking his head, "Nope. Never heard it, wanna sing it to me?" Isaac snorted, quickly shaking his head, "Yeah, that is not going to happen. Remind me to show it to you when we get...wherever we're going." Stiles screwed up his mouth, "Speaking of that...where are we going?" The wolf shrugged, "You're driving." That caused Stiles to roll his eyes once again, "You are the most unhelpful werewolf I've ever met." Isaac chuckled, "How many helpful werewolves do you know?" Stiles thought for a minute before nodding, "To be honest...you are the most helpful."

The two of them finally decided that where they were going was the beach. Stiles drug out an old blanket and they spread it out over the cold sand, laying down on it and curling close to each other. "You're like a hot box," Stiles mumbled against Isaac's neck. The wolf chuckled before snapping his fingers and digging his iPod out of his pocket. "Here," He passed an earbud to the human, putting one in his own ear. Stiles took it carefully, smiling a bit as a twangy country song came on. Isaac hummed along with it as he laid back on the blanket. Stiles was propped up on his forearms, smiling as he listened. Finally when the song was over he pulled out the earbud, leaning down and pressing a kiss to Isaac's lips, "I love it...and I gotta say...I feel like I'm in good hands."