"Derek is a horrible human being," Scott said walking into Izzie's room, seeing her sitting at her desk with her back to him.
"Funny how you say that and he isn't even human," Izzie said not looking up from the homework she was doing.
"Well aren't you just hilarious," Scott said with a glare.
"You're just mad because you failed at wolf training," Izzie continued writing on her paper.
"Wait, how did you know about that?" Izzie rolled her eyes and turned around to answer Scott's question.
"I may or may not have told Derek that you were picking up some groceries by yourself," Izzie smiled brightly at her twin.
"I appreciate that," Scott said glaring, "I should really make you pay for me to get a new phone, since Derek threw mine at a wall."
"Not my phone, not my problem," Izzie turned back around to continue on with her work.
"Okay well I'm going to Allison's. I have to tell her my phone is broken."
"As if that's the real reason you're going," Izzie turned her head, giving Scott a small smile, "don't stay out too late."
"I'll try not to mom," Scott rolled his eyes in mock annoyance, getting a small laugh out of Izzie. A few minutes later she moved to her bed. She made herself comfortable and closed her eyes.
When Izzie opened her eyes a few seconds later, she wasn't on her bed anymore. She was standing outside a house that she didn't really recognize, though it seemed somewhat familiar. She looked all around and was confused when she saw a few people pouring gasoline all around it. When she opened her mouth to say something to them, nothing would come out. She turned around to see if anybody else could say something, but when she did, she wasn't outside anymore.
Suddenly she was inside the house, and it was engulfed in flames. She could hear screams coming from all around her. She tried to find a way out, but all she saw was a person lying on a couch.
"Hey," she screamed out, a bit surprised when her voice actually worked that time around, "wake up!"
When the person didn't move she ran over and started shaking them.
"Wake up! There's a fire," she kept yelling, not sure how all the commotion hadn't woken him up sooner.
Finally the person sat up, and started looking at all the flames. Izzie could see now that it was a man, but it appeared as if he couldn't see her. She watched as he started looking for the other people that were in the house. Izzie could see the look of anguish on his face when he realized he wouldn't be able to help them, and started looking for his own way out.
Izzie gasped and sprung out of her bed upon waking up from the dream she just had. She took a couple of deep breaths before she realized that she was soaked in sweat.
"Oh gross," she whispered when she wiped her forehead.
Letting out a yawn, Izzie went to the hallway where the linen closet was and grabbed a small towel to wipe her face. Before she could make it back to her room, Scott burst up the stairs.
"What are you doing?" Izzie asked in surprise.
"The alpha," he managed before grabbing her arm and yanking her into his room. She watched as he locked his door and his window.
"If I'm going to be locked in here can you at least turn on a freaking light?" Izzie snapped. Her dream, or nightmare really, didn't have her in a good mood.
The twins both jumped when the light revealed Derek sitting in a chair.
"You really have to stop doing that," Scott said, his heart still beating a mile a minute.
"Did he talk to you?" Derek asked as a reply.
"Yeah, we talked about how nice the weather has been lately," Scott's voice dripped with sarcasm, "what do you think?"
"Well did you get an impression off of him?"
"What do you mean?" Scott asked, causing Derek to sigh.
"Remember your other senses. You don't have to speak to communicate. What kind of feeling did you get from him?"
"Anger," Scott answered quickly.
"At you?"
"No, it wasn't directed at me, but it was definitely anger. I could feel it. Especially when he drew the spiral."
"The what?" Izzie and Derek asked at the same time. Derek looked at Izzie in confusion due to the franticness in her voice.
"What did you just say?" Derek asked, looking back at Scott.
"He drew a spiral on my window," Scott stuttered.
"In the condensation," Izzie said quietly. She remembered seeing the same spiral in in a flash of a dream after the alpha had attacked the video store.
"What does it mean?" Izzie asked before Scott had a chance to. Derek had a look of concern on his face, as if he knew what the spiral had meant.
"It's nothing," Derek shook his head and began to walk away.
"You can't do that," Scott grabbed his arm, "Izzie might be fine with it, but you can't just expect me to trust you and then not tell me what's going on."
"I take offence to that," Izzie piped up from where she was standing.
"You buried your sister under a spiral, so tell me what it means," Scott demanded.
"You don't want to know," Derek said after a couple of seconds of hesitation. He shook his head one more time before walking out of Scott's bedroom.
"For the record, I'm not okay with him keeping things to himself," Izzie said.
"Why were you so interested to know what the spiral meant?" Scott asked suddenly, turning around and sitting on his bed.
"The alpha wanted you to see it. There has to be a reason why," Izzie lied quickly.
"Yeah, I guess you're right. Why do you have a towel?"
"I spilled my drink on my desk," Izzie lied quickly once more. She's going to be screwed when Scott finally learns how to tell she's lying. "Hey can I ask you a question?"
"You're going to ask me whether I say yes or not."
"Did anybody survive the Hale fire?" After seeing Derek, Izzie wondered if that might have been what was going on her dream
"Why are you asking?" Scott replied seriously.
"Because I'm curious, and it's not something I'm going to ask Derek."
Scott didn't see what it could hurt, so he decided to tell her.
"Yeah, his uncle, Peter Hale. But he's been comatose ever since it happened."
"Hmm," was Izzie's only reply, "I'm off to bed," she said before walking out quickly.
Izzie wanted to tell Scott about the dreams, but she convinced herself that they were just meaningless dreams. Besides, with the alpha running around, everybody had more important things they needed to focus on.
The next day, after Scott had an adventurous time avoiding Allison, Izzie and Scott walked into the first class of the morning.
"You know Stiles is still pissed off at you right?" Izzie asked as they walked through the doorway.
"He won't be for long," Scott said positively, earning an eye roll from Izzie.
"Remind me again how throwing balls full force at my brother is supposed to help?" Izzie winced when Stiles sent another ball flying towards Scott's face.
"The sooner he controls his heart rate, the sooner he can stop getting advice from Mr. tall, dark and broody," Stiles threw another ball, almost knocking Scott over.
"Derek's just trying to help," Izzie defended.
"That one hurt," Scott said after he got hit by another ball.
"You're supposed to be focusing," Izzie yelled to him.
"I think my idea's working out pretty nicely," there goes another ball.
"I'm not sure if you're doing this to help Scott or to get back at him."
"Why can't it be both?" Stiles and Izzie both held in their laughs when Scott yelled out in pain,
"I think you're having too much fun with this Stiles," Izzie giggled.
"Just a bit," Stiles laughed.
"Jackson's enjoying it too I see," Izzie said when she saw Jackson watching from the bleachers.
"I told you it was a good idea, just look at how great of a mood everybody is in because of me," Stiles gloated.
"I think somebody might beg to differ," Izzie said, wincing as another ball made its way to Scott's face, "I'll be right back," she said walking over to Jackson.
"What exactly am I watching?" Jackson asked once Izzie reached him.
"Well, Stiles is using his lacrosse stick to throw balls at Scott," Izzie stated the obvious.
"No shit Sherlock."
"Hey, unlike those two bozos, I can actually stand being around you. So that means you should be nice to me," Izzie stuck her tongue out when Jackson rolled her eyes, "anyway, Stiles is pissed at Scott, Scott want's Stiles to stop being pissed, and a few conversations later here we are."
"You hang out with such freaks," Jackson actually laughed.
"As opposed to what? The brainless jocks you surround yourself with?" Izzie asked with a raised eyebrow.
"You don't know anything about my friends."
"Just as you don't know anything about mine," Izzie fired back, "so let's agree to keep the bad mouthing to a minimum."
"I know there's something going on with your brother."
"I don't know what-" Izzie cut off when Scott fell to his knees and started yelling.
"Whoa," Izzie breathed out when Scott broke the tape that was keeping his hands behind his back.
"You were saying?" Jackson challenged, "I'll see you around Izzie."
Izzie stood in her spot for a couple seconds trying to figure out what just happened. The last thing she needed was Jackson to be on Scott's case all the time. Actually, that was the last thing anybody needed, period. She shook her head and walked back over to Scott and Stiles.
"So, you stopped the shift. That's a good thing right?" Izzie asked.
"Well yes and no," Stiles replied.
"Meaning?"
"I have to stay away from Allison," Scott said sadly.
"What? Why? I thought once you knew how to control it everything would be fine."
"I can't control it when she's around. She makes me weak."
"Scott I'm sorry," Izzie said genuinely.
As the boys walked to the locker room, Izzie pulled out her phone and thought about telling Derek Scott won't be asking for his help with the change anymore. But there were things he wasn't telling her, and she knew it. Derek was supposed to keep Izzie in the loop, just as she was supposed to do for him. But he wasn't living up to his end of the deal, so why should she? With that final thought, Izzie slipped her phone in the back pocket of her shorts, and started walking to her next class. If Derek wasn't going to tell her anything, she wasn't going to feel guilty for doing the same to him.
Izzie always hated classes where she didn't have her brother or Stiles with her. They were always such a bore and often left Izzie feeling sleepy. So after she made her way to econ, she was too busy trying to keep her eyes open to focus one why Coach was yelling at her twin. She did however, notice Scott's heart rate going up due to the fact she was sitting behind Stiles. When it started going back down, Stiles and Izzie looked at each other with confusion before looking over at Scott. Izzie inwardly smiled when she saw Allison holding Scott's hand behind his desk. She also smiled because it means that Scott was wrong, and Izzie always finds joy when that ends up happening.
"It's her," Stiles said to Scott as soon as they walked out of class.
"What?"
"On the night of the full moon, you were thinking about her. During the game, you heard her voice, and it changed you back for you to score. And then after the game, you weren't trying to kill her. She's the one that brings you back," Stiles explained.
"But that's not true. When we're kissing or touching-"
"That's different," Izzie piped in, "when you're doing all that you're just being a typical teenage guy who wants to have sex. Seriously?" Izzie asked when she saw the dreamy look on Scott's face.
"You're thinking about sex aren't you?" Stiles asked.
"Yeah," Scott laughed, while Izzie tried her hardest not to hit him over the head with her backpack.
"What Izzie's saying, is that she helps you keep control. She's like an anchor."
"Maybe it's because I love her," Scott had a look of surprise on his face, "did I just say that?"
"Aww," Izzie cooed while Stiles didn't really show any signs of caring.
"Yes you just said that," Stiles said rolling his eyes.
"I love her," Scott repeated.
"That's great, moving on-"
"No, I'm totally in love with her," Scott's dreamy face returned.
"That's beautiful. Can we try to figure this out now?" Stiles asked trying not to get to snappy.
"Aww, leave him alone Stiles. Can't you see he's just a love sick little puppy? Let him have his moment. It's so cute," Izzie gushed. She really was happy for Scott.
But unfortunately, the happiness and gushing was short lived, as Stiles apparently had an idea on how to test out the new anchor theory. Izzie had an inkling that neither she nor Scott was going to enjoy what was about to come.
AN: So now a bit of the twist with Izzie has been revealed. I was actually kind of nervous to put this chapter out there, so let me know what you think about it.