It became clear to me that I might have confused some people. Anything that is in italicsis/was a flashback, I should have posted that when I posted the first flashback chapter and I am sorry for any confusion. So, that means that they night that Jack tried "to go too far" was a flashback scene pre-cheating and everything else.
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It had been nearly two weeks since Isabelle found out the truth and she still had yet to talk to Jack. In truth she had been avoiding him at all cost. She had moved her seat in homeroom and English so that she didn't have to sit next to Jack. At home she would leave for school before Jack even woke up, come home and leave for work before he even got home and then she wouldn't return home until after nearly everyone in the house was asleep. On the weekends she usually stayed at Haven's using the excuse that they had the same work schedule when Evelyn asked why. On the rare occasions when they did run into one another Isabelle would quickly excuse herself from the uncomfortable situation while Jack stammered his way through a sentence. He wanted to apologize, do something to get her back but he couldn't quite figure out what he could do or say and just appeared to be the fool.

Jack walked into the living room and plopped down onto the couch, beside Bobby who was watching hockey on the television. Jack couldn't have been less interested and opened his ever present notebook, jotting down lyrics from his head. Bobby looked over at his brother, noticing the look on his face.

"So, Izzy still ain't talkin' to ya?" he asked.

"I'm home on a Friday night with you, Bobby. What do you think?" Jack asked, looking up from his notebook. He nodded towards the television. "Who's winning?"

"You and I both know you don't give a shit about the game," he replied. He looked down at the floor and then over at his brother again with a sigh. "Usually, I wouldn't betray the truth of lil Izzy, but I know where she is if it interests you."

Instantly Jack perked up. He closed his notebook and focused his full attention on his brother. Had he always known where Isabelle was while Jack had worried for days because he had missed her presence at home?

"I can see that mind of your goin' a mile a minute and the thing is that, yeah, I knew where she was, but I ain't supposed to tell ya, but I think tonight's destination is a bit safe to tell ya, it could just be a coincidence."

"Fine, tell me where she is," Jack insisted.

"She's at some party down the street. She mentioned something about a guy named Scott invitin' her," Bobby replied.

"Scott? Shit," Jack stood up.

"You goin' to go there?"

"Scott is Scott Labine, 'member him?"

"Yeah, that little twerp Scotty that you used to hang out with all the time?"

"He ain't no twerp anymore. He knows that Belle and I broke up, what do you think the chances are that he's gonna take advantage of that?"

"Alright, I'm coming with you," Bobby said, standing up.

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Jack walked into the party intent on finding Isabelle and getting her out of there. Bobby walked off in another direction looking for her as well. Jack heard a girl scream loudly and he pushed his way through the crowd towards the sound. Pressed up in the corner of the room was Haven, Isabelle's friend, trying to push some guy off of her.

Instantly, Jack went into help mode. He pulled the guy off of her and threw him onto the floor. He kicked him in the stomach hard and before the guy could get up he grabbed Haven's hand and dragged her into the crowd of people, figuring that would be his best bet.

"Are you okay?" he asked, sincerely worried.

"Yeah, "she said, nodding. "Thank you."

"It's not a problem. Haven, have you seen Isabelle?"

"Yeah, last time I saw her she was with Scott."

"Do you know where they went?"

"No," she replied, shaking her head.

Jack pulled her through the crowd and over to Bobby who was waving him over.

"Last time anyone saw her she was headin' somewhere with Scott," Bobby said, trying to spare Jack's feelings. "I think we should just go ho-"

"Heading where?" Jack asked.

"Upstairs."

"With Scott?" Haven asked. "No, that's not right, Isabelle would never do that, she hates Scott almost as she hates Adam."

Jack looked over at the staircase. Either he could do as Bobby suggested and just leave or he could go and find her. He knew if he walked in on them and everything was fine his heart would irreparable shattered, but he also knew if everything wasn't alright he would feel nothing but guilt the rest of his life because he could have stopped it.

"Take Haven outside and wait for me out there," Jack told Bobby.

"No way, little brother, let me go and find her, it's bet-" he started, grabbing Jack's arm.

"Stop with the condescending little brother crap and let go of me," he replied, pulling his arm out of Bobby's grasp. "I am going to get Belle. Wait outside for me."

Bobby gave up on fighting with Jack and led Haven outside of the house as Jack ran up the stairs. He tried to pry every door he passed open, banging on each one and calling out Isabelle's name. He reached the last door in the hallway and called out her name again, this time getting the reply of a loud, muffled scream.

Jack slammed his shoulder into the door and heard the loud crack of the door splintering. He pulled back and ran full force into it again, breaking the door entirely. Isabelle was on the bed he face red from crying, while Scott made his way over to Jack.

"What the fuck did you do to her?" Jack asked angrily.

"I didn't do anything she didn't want," Scott replied, obviously drunk.

Grabbing the front of his shirt, Jack push Scott up against the wall. He held him high off the floor so that he could look him in the eye. Isabelle got of the bed quickly and made her way over to Jack. She started to wipe the tears from her eyes hovered near the broken down door.

"Don't lie to me," Jack said, slamming Scott's back into the door. "If she wanted it so badly, she wouldn't be crying now would she."

"Jack, just let him go," Isabelle pleaded. "I just want you to take me home."

Jack looked over his shoulder at Isabelle. Her hair was a messy and knotted, her shirt was ripped at the hem by her shoulder. Even more so than before did Jack want to bash Scott's face in, but he resisted the urge when his eyes fell upon Isabelle's. She was pleading with him silently to let him go. Despite his natural instinct, Jack dropped his grip on Scott and watched him fall onto the floor.

"You are so lucky that Isabelle's got a heart of fuckin' gold, because if it were up to me you'd probably be dead," Jack muttered.

Isabelle grabbed Jack's arm and started to walk out of the room when they both heard Scott mutter something under his breath. Instantly, Jack turned around to face him, as did Isabelle.

"What did you just say?"

"I said that it's no wonder you two are together, you're both just so fucked up," Scott replied. "Scarlet tells me you could barely get it up and afterwards you just leave like you never wanted it in the first place. Isabelle here is even worse. She's doing that whole daddy inappropriately loved me act and then comes here, hangs all over me and then when it gets serious cries out for little Jack Mercer to help. Fuckin' bitch."

Isabelle glared at Scott and let go of Jack's arm, giving him permission to do as he wished. He launched himself at Scott and pushed him back down on the floor, landing punch after punch and Isabelle did nothing to stop him.

Ten minutes later Jack and Isabelle emerged from the house arm in arm. Bobby and Haven were sitting on the hood of the car and smirked at the pair. As they got closer Bobby jumped down and slapped Jack on the back.

"I ain't never been more proud of you, fairy," he said.

"Shut up, Bobby," Jack and Isabelle said collectively.

Bobby jumped in the driver's seat as Isabelle and Jack got into the back, leaving the front seat for Haven. It was only a few minutes for them to get back to the house, but Isabelle had already fallen asleep on Jack's shoulder by the time the old vehicle pulled in front of it.

"Jack, take Izzy upstairs, I'm gonna drive Haven home," Bobby instructed.

Jack nodded and carefully scoped Isabelle up in his arms. She remained sleeping until he was on the steps and Bobby pulled away from the house, honking the horn. She woke restlessly and nearly fell out of his arms, causing her to wrap them around his neck to keep her safe.

"Sorry," she said.

"It's okay," Jack replied. "Kind of nice, actually. It's the first time you let me hold you since the big fight."

Isabelle laughed and slowly slid her feet towards the ground. Jack unlocked the door and held it open, letting Isabelle go in first. She walked into the house and turned back towards him. As soon as Jack closed the door she pushed him up against it, smiling as she leaned up to kiss him softly. Staggered by it Jack didn't have time to react before she pulled away and headed up the stairs.

"Goodnight, Jack," she whispered, waving her hand behind her head as she slowly walked up the stairs.

Jack smiled as he walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table. Evelyn, who had seen most of it, walked into the kitchen and sat down across from her son, who was still smiling.

"So, I take it things are finally better between the two of you," Evelyn said.

"Yeah, I think so too," he replied.

"What happened?"

"I, um, think that maybe you should ask her," Jack said. "It's her secret to tell."

"Okay."

"I'm going to go to bed." Evelyn smiled and ruffled her son's hair gently. Jack stood up and kissed her on the forehead. "Night, ma."

"Goodnight."

Jack headed up the stairs to his room, passing by Bobby's door. He stopped for a moment, wondering if he should open the door quickly and peek into the room to see if Isabelle had already fallen asleep but resisted. He continued to his room and threw the door open. In the dark and without looking anywhere, he began to strip his clothes off. He walked over to the chair where he swore he had thrown his old shirt he used for a pajama top when it was cold but didn't find it there.

"Giving me a free show?" Isabelle asked, laughing.

Jumping back, Jack looked over at the bed where Isabelle laid. She was wearing the same shirt he was looking for, her legs covered by the thick comforter. He smiled and slowly sauntered over to the bed. He climbed on top of it, hovering over Isabelle.

"What are you doing in my bed?" he asked, playfully.

"Well, since we're not fighting anymore, I figured it would be okay if I came back to share your room with you," she replied.

"And my shirt?" he questioned, leaning down to kiss her neck.

"It smelt like you, so I wanted to wear it."

"I have a better idea," he replied, his hands gently lifting the shirt from her stomach.

Isabelle shook her head softly and pushed his hands away. Jack backed away respectively and looked into her eyes, sensing her seriousness. She softened slightly and brushed hand against his neck.

"I don't completely forgive you, you know," Isabelle said.

"I know."

"But I don't want to be without you anymore."

"Me either."

"Can we just take this slow? I mean, we dove into this whole thing really quickly before and look what happened. I just want to take my time getting to know you again," she admitted, her hand slid up his neck to his hair.

"Yeah," he replied. He leaned down and kissed her softly, before pulling away. He rolled over onto the bed and wrapped his arms around her holding her tightly to him. "We'll take it as slow as you want."

Isabelle smiled and rolled over to face him, keeping his arms around her. She kissed him gently, innocently, and then rested her head against his chest. She could hear his heart beating softly, tapping her finger on his stomach every time his heart gave a thump.

"Can I ask you something?"

"Anything," Jack replied.

"Was what Scott said true?" she questioned, looking up at him. "I mean, about you and the wh…Scarlet?"

"Yeah," he said, kissing the top of her head. "I was drunk and stupid and mad. After I got up into the room I didn't really want to be with her but I didn't try to stop her either. I was just…"

"Indifferent?"

"Yes and no. I mean, it kind of felt like one of my old tricks," he admitted. "Can I ask you something?"

"Of course," she replied, her eyes still focused on him.

Jack wanted to ask Isabelle why she and Haven had ended up at that party. He wanted to know if Scott was telling the truth about Isabelle. Jack couldn't ask her though, not when she was staring up at him so lovingly that even in the pitch dark he could see it.

"It was the stench in Bobby's room that made you come back, isn't it?" Jack asked instead.

"Partially," she replied, smiling. She leaned up to kiss him and then gently whispered in his ear. "I went to the party because I wanted to figure out who she was. Scott told me that he could tell me who she was and I wasn't thinking, so I went upstairs with him and then he wouldn't let me leave."

Jack knew that he shouldn't have been surprised that she was aware of what he really wanted to ask. The both of them knew each other too well to hide anything anymore. Isabelle looked back at the wall, settling in against him, feeling the warmth she could only feel in his arms.

"I'm sorry," Jack said. His arms tightened around her waist, pulling her up against him. "I really am."

"I know."

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Thank You:

Bigamericanflirt (Awww...Thank you, what you wrote was so kind, but I am sorry that I made you feel Isabelle's pain...I think, lol.)
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A/N: Wow, people are pretty baby oriented in the reviews this chapter...Is the a sign?

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