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Lucy grabbed her books and quickly stuffed them inside her bag as school was over for the day; Scott left since he needed to go to work and Stiles had to help out his dad. Lucy didn't mind, she would take her time since she had nothing else to do. Her mom was still at work and Isaac was nowhere to be seen thanks to Gerard trying to hunt their pack down; her hands grip the edge of the locker door.

Gerard wanted to kill them, but it didn't make sense. If Gerard wanted to avenge for his daughter's death, although Lucy thought she deserved it, he needed to go after Peter; he was the one who was responsible for it, but he's dead.

"I guess he's settling for the next thing..." she muttered to herself, closing the locker shut and walking out of the building. She goes outside and strolls down the sidewalk of the school, but her eyes noticed a familiar redhead. Lucy squints them to grab a better look and it was indeed her near the tree, the shadows hiding her from everyone else; she picks up her pace, trying to stay as quiet as a mouse, but not scare her at all. When she does approach her, Lucy speaks.

"Erica?" The redhead jumps in surprise, and takes out something from her mouth before spinning around to face Lucy; her eyes were wide and Lucy observed Erica's strange actions. They then lowered to see her hands behind her back, hiding something from her. "What do you have?"

"It's-s nothing-g," she stammered at Lucy, but the girl rose an eyebrow showing she wasn't convinced. Erica rolled her eyes, glaring. "I swear, it's nothing!"

"Then show it to me," Lucy demanded, her hand on her hip; she fiercely extended her hand out in front and Erica's green eyes averted to the hand. "Show it to me, Erica. I can be here all day for all I care."

Erica wasn't sure if she should, but the hard gaze Lucy was giving, she knew better to oblige than fight. Sighing and closing her eyes, the redhead places the items she was hiding on Lucy's palm; Lucy notices what she gave and her eyes widen in shock. Her mouth was open as her brown eyes directly looks at Erica. She was squirming in guilt and Lucy demanded answers.

"Erica? Why do you have these?" She shook the cigarette and lighter Lucy held. "Why are you trying to smoke?"

"I have my reasons," Erica finally growled at her friend. "Do you know how difficult it is lately for me? It's like the world wants to kill me!" The girl screams, stomping her foot on the ground. "It's been so hard without you and...and," her green eyes flickered at Lucy, "I need you back, Lucy. I need you!"

Lucy simply stared, proud that she kept a good poker face, but her own eyes were betraying her. "I can't..."

Erica's face fell even further at what Lucy said; she gripped her arms as if they were her only savior. "Please, Lucy! I really need you; there is no one else who can do what you do, just please?"

Lucy shook her head. "I'm sorry, Erica, but," she looked at the sky for a moment. "But there is a bigger situation that I'm currently in. Bigger and more deadlier than before and I just can't take my position back," she looks at a teary Erica, her hair curlier than ever that Lucy thought it was impossible. "I'm sorry..." Lucy slowly pulls away, walking the opposite direction from Erica; she didn't need to see Erica upset and crying.

She just knew.

Lucy was trying hard not to cry herself since she had been crying these past few days; she was surprised there was still tears left inside her. Lucy glanced at her hand and drew away the cigarette as if it were garbage, but kept the lighter. Lucy knew Scott was at work and decided to pay a small visit so she walked there.

As she was walking, a hand grabbed her arm; turning around, her eyes soften when it was only Isaac behind her. She threw her arms around his neck, ecstatic to see him once again since he was in hiding; Isaac chuckled, but hugged Lucy as well. It was a struggle trying to stay alive and not seeing Lucy in what seemed like forever. He missed her dearly and the last time he saw her was when she fell asleep in her arms.

Lucy pulled away slightly so that she could kiss him and Isaac lets her; he also wanted it and he decided to deepen it more. His arms tightly wrap around her waist and Lucy giggles against his mouth. The two came up for air and Lucy stares at his face. "What are you doing out here?"

"I need to talk to your brother," he answered, his forehead against hers. "It's kind of important."

"Well, I'm heading over there too, so why don't we go," Lucy suggest and Isaac nods as he holds her hand into his; as they walk, they enjoy the silence the two offered. It wasn't awkward, but peacefully. With what's happening now, any peace was a privilege for them.

"Something's bothering you," Isaac softly stated at Lucy; his blue eyes roam at her as he waited for her explanation. "Do you want to talk about it?"

Her hair blocked her face from him, but Isaac could see how she felt in his mind; how her shoulders were tensed and her hand gripped tighter in his. "It's just my mom and Scott," she finally confessed. "They're not talking to each other lately. Ever since she found out what Scott was, she been distant from him," she pauses for a moment. "It's like she's scared of what he is and that just...that just kills me. I don't want our mom to think he's some monster."

She stops and Isaac standing directly in front of her, their hands still together.

"If she thinks he's some monster, will she's think the same way for you?" Lucy lifts her head for the first time with worried brown eyes. "It's just so frustrating to think that! If she can't accept who he is, then how is she going to accept us?"

Isaac, cupped her face with his own hands; her skin was soft and smooth and Isaac loved the feeling against his own rough hands. His blue eyes pierced her own brown ones and Lucy stood quiet. "We'll be fine," he assured her, but deep down in his mind and heart: he was lying. He was lying in her face because the important conversation he needed to talk to Scott would kill her even more. "Your mom will come around. He is her son, she can't be scared from him or hide the fact forever. When she does accept him," he engulfed his huge hands with her, holding them, "she'll accept us. I promise."

Lucy gave a faint smile at him, looking down at their hands. "Okay."

The two finally reached the animal clinic after their sensitive conversation; he opens the door, letting Lucy go inside first before he goes. The bell from above rings and Lucy could hear some murmurs in the back; Isaac, however, heard it perfectly clear. The dogs and cats were quiet for a moment before they started to explode in the other room; Isaac knew it was because of him, and so did Lucy. Two people came out from the room which was Scott and Dr. Deaton.

The doctor kindly smiled at the two, walking towards the small door; he opens it, motioning for them to come inside. Lucy enters, followed by Isaac, as the two go inside the medical area of the clinic. Lucy's eyes averted down to the small dog laying on the bed. It was in pain and it was enough to break her heart as an innocent animal was going through this. She looks at Dr. Deaton. "Can I?"

The man knows what she means and nods. "Slowly though."

Lucy gently places her hand on the dog's fur and kindly pets him; the dog's eyes look up to see the person who was gliding their hand on him. Lucy gives a small smile at the helpless animal, hoping she was offering less suffering to him. Isaac looks at Lucy with loving eyes as he took note how gentle she was with the dog. It was the same hands she would use on him every time he needed to calm down and she was there to do it. They were magical, Isaac would think that; how could her hands be soft and caring, but deadly the next? It was so unreal for him to think about. The four circle around the table, Isaac standing next to Lucy in the middle while Scott and Deaton face each other.

Deaton was giving the dog a shot while Scott held him down on the table; Isaac and Lucy look on, but the werewolf sniffs the air, his face scrunching in disgust. It smelled like death for him and he couldn't handle the stench of it. "Why does it smell like that?" Scott and Deaton share a funny look with each other. "What?"

"Scott said almost the same thing to me a few months ago," Deaton answered with a small smile. "One day he could somehow tell between which animals are getting better and which," he gazed at the ill dog, "are not."

Isaac face fell as the foul odor grew more powerful. "He's not getting better, is he?" The doctor shook his head. "Is it cancer?"

"Osteosarcoma," he clarified to Isaac. "Does a very distinct scent doesn't it?"

The two werewolves nodded in agreement while Lucy was left out; she continued to eye the dog with pitiful eyes of her own.

"Come here," Dr. Deaton orders Isaac; Lucy gently pushes him towards Deaton and Isaac does go. "I know you're well aware of what your new abilities could do for you. Improved strength, speed and healing," Deaton looks at the dog again. "Ever wonder what it could do for others?"

Lucy shares a look at Scott before going back to Isaac and Deaton. She watches attentively as the doctor takes Isaac's hand in his and gently places it on top of the dog; Lucy stares at the table and watches as dark stuff swim on his veins. Isaac pulls away in shock, clearly frighten on what just happened; he lifts his arm and see the liquid go up. "What did I do?"

"You took some of his pain away," Scott spoke up.

"Only a little bit, but sometimes a little can make quite a difference," Deaton added and Lucy smiled as Isaac sniffed his wrist for a moment.

"It's okay," Scott said, placing a hand on the table. "First time his showed me, I cried too." Lucy giggled at this new information. Isaac then broke into a full blown smile, his blue eyes filled with happiness. For once in his life, he did something right and helped a poor animal in need; he looks at Lucy who was also smiling at him as she rubbed his arm.

Lucy walked out of the room with Deaton as she offered to help him put the stuff away; as she placed the papers in his office, she could hear some murmurs from the medical room. She wondered what the two were talking about and Lucy decided to go hear it. As she grew near, she could hear Scott's voice coming out.

"...I have too many people here who need me," she heard her brother say to Isaac. Lucy cocked her head to the side as she wondered what they were really talking about.

"Well, I guess that makes me lucky, because," he paused for a second, "because I don't have anyone." Lucy's heart snapped into two as she heard those five words escape his own lips; she backed away, her footsteps marching outside of the clinic. As she made a few feet from the building, she heard her name being called.

"Lucy!"

The girl looked down as she knew who the voice belonged to and she didn't want to confront him right now. He had hurt her dearly and she just couldn't face him now; it was too early for her. The footsteps from behind ran and his hand gripped her shoulder, spinning the girl around. "Lucy..."

"Why are you here, Isaac?" She growled at him with angry and painful eyes. "I thought I was nobody for you?" His own grew wide as he recalled what he said inside with Scott; she overheard, but it wasn't the full picture.

"Lucy, please, just let me explain," he begged and Lucy stood still; her head was down and her arms were crossed.

"Fine," she said. "Explain."

Isaac sighed, rubbing his forehead as it was difficult to start. "Listen, Lucy, with what's going on with the hunters and the Kanima, I need to leave. I need to go somewhere safe since Erica and Boyd are leaving Beacon Hills."

"But, why?" Lucy cried, her tears streaming down her face; her mouth was quivering and Isaac's wolf was howling in pain. "Why do you need to go? Stay here, Isaac! Stay because we need you," she gazed at him with puffy, red eyes. "I need you!"

"And I need you too, Lucy," he murmured at her, wiping her tears with his thumb. "But right now, it's just difficult. It's too much for us to handle and if Boyd and Erica are going: I'm leaving too. We're just teenagers, Lucy. We aren't ready to face what's coming; we need more time and that's something we don't have. If we don't go, we'll die. We'll die from the Argents, especially from Gerard."

Lucy understood that. She understood his reasoning since this was his life they're were talking about; not just his, but Erica and Boyd's too. It was all three of them and she needed to let him go if she didn't want him to die. "Okay...just promise me one thing, Isaac."

He leaned his face closer to hers, his hot breath circulating around her that made Lucy feel better. "Anything."

"No matter what, don't give up okay? Don't you dare give up, because I know you can get through anything," she whispered, but Isaac could hear her voice clearly. It was a beautiful sound to his ears that he couldn't believe he was going to leave behind. "I believe in you."

She cupped his face with her own hands as she closed the remaining gap with a kiss. Isaac melted as he encouraged it more with his own lips; he begged entrance from her and Lucy granted it very much. His own tongue slithered inside, dominating her mouth and Lucy's legs became weak. She lets out a soft moan as her hands held on to his shoulders. Her fingers traveled up his neck, sending shivers down his spine, and dig through his curly hair. She wanted to feel him as much as she could because she knew she wouldn't feel this ever again.

They pulled away, both equally breathless and Isaac took the opportunity to take out something from his pocket; his hand came out as he held the black scarf that Lucy lost when he escaped from the station on his first full moon. Her eyes widen in surprise as he handed her the scarf in her hands and gave a shy smile.

"I just wanted to give this back to you," he said to her. Lucy kept her gaze at her scarf, her fingers gliding on top of it. She couldn't believe he had it all this time and as she glanced up quickly at Isaac, she knew how much this fabric meant to him.

So she gave it back.

"Lucy-"

The girl shook her head. "No, I want you to have," she smiled at Isaac. Her own hands were curled on top of his, their warmth being share. "You need it most and it's just a little reminder of me. That way you never forget."

He kissed her quickly, his blue eyes dancing with joy. "Thank you, but I need to go. Just tell Scott he needs to play at the game tonight because Jackson's going to be there. He was at practice last week as if nothing ever happened."

"Okay," she agreed, the wind blowing her hair slightly; Isaac caught the scent in the air and sniffed it so hard that it would stay trapped in his lungs forever. Lucy broke down and hugged Isaac tightly as she shook with sadness. Isaac sighed, but placed his head on top of hers, embracing Lucy as he would always do. "I'm going to miss you..." she croaked from his chest.

"I'm going to miss you too," he whispered in her ear as his head was lowered. As Lucy moved back, Isaac still held her hand. "I love you, Lucy."

She couldn't help but show a large smile, happy tears coming down. He slowly pulled away and walked into the forest; giving one final look at Lucy, he tried to memorize her face so that it would never be forgotten.

Lucy watched as he disappeared and she shuffled back inside the building; Scott was busy caring for the animals, but his head lifted up when he sensed her come inside. She walked over to him so that the twins stood side-by- side with each other; Scott was a bit worried as she stormed outside and Isaac followed with panic, but she came back fine.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine," she answered truthfully. "Isaac told me why he needed to leave. He told me that Erica and Boyd were too as this war was too much for them. They weren't prepared for this at all and I wouldn't blame them."

Scott hummed in agreement. "Well I'm staying. I need to protect all of you guys from Gerard," he looked at the dog sitting inside the cage. "Who knows what he could do..."

"So are you going to play tonight?" Scott walked back to the desk, wiping it clean with a wet cloth; Lucy leaned against the lit counter, arms crossed.

"No," he replied. "I'm sitting out."

"Well I advise you to play," Lucy seriously stated. Scott paused his cleaning to give his sister a confused look. Lucy sighed as she approached closer to the table, her hands gripping the edges. "Isaac told me that Jackson was at last week's practice. He said that Jackson was acting if nothing happened and that he's playing tonight."

Scott's eyes went wide in horror. "That means..."

"Gerard," she finished his thought. "He's planning something on the field tonight, Scott and you need to play." He nodded and Lucy gave him a proud smile; she scanned the room for a moment, the light coming through the window. It was peaceful and calm, something that everyone needed as of now, and soothed the place.

"So are you going to be okay with Isaac gone?" Scott asked with concern to his sister. He knew that she loved him dearly since she would always give him this look. The same look that he would give Allison before she turned into this monstrous huntress. He even saw Isaac give her the same look as he and he knew that Isaac would never hurt his sister.

She quietly nodded. "Yeah, I'm going to be fine. He's just doing what he needs to do to survive and I don't want to be the selfish person holding him back."

"Glad that you both understand."

It was silent for a few minutes. Scott placed the dirty rag in the nearby sink as he moved to lean next to his sister. Her brown eyes looked down at the floor with thought inside them and Scott touched her hand.

"He said he loved me," she spoke randomly; Lucy lifted her head so that she could see her own brother's eyes. His eyebrows rose in shock, but in a good way, not bad.

"R-Really?"

She nodded. "Yeah, well it was the second time he said it. The first was when we took Erica to Derek so he could take out the poison in her body. The second was when we were outside."

Scott thought for a brief moment. "Did you...did you say it back?"

Lucy's shoulders tensed, her fingers curling in disappointment. She closed her eyes as she didn't want to see anything for now. "No," she sighed, turning to face at her brother. "I couldn't say it back because...I don't know. I guess I wasn't ready, but I didn't let that show when I spoke to him." She groaned into her hands. "God, I'm such an awful person!"

Scott hugged the stressed sister into his arm, his heat radiating off of him. "You're not a bad person, Lucy."

She snapped her head up. "Yes I am! What person doesn't say 'I love you' back?"

"Some people need time," he comfort her. "Everyone has their own pace. Look at me for example: I said I love Allison after we dated a few weeks and she said it too."

"But you're a werewolf," she huffed in annoyance. "You have to feel connected with someone that you truly know. Allison, well you're lucky, and I are different; I guess she was on the same page as you."

"You'll say it, Lucy. You will when you feel the time is right."

Lucy smiled and hugged her brother. "Thanks, Scott. Can't believe you're actually deep for once."

He laughed. "I know, I'm scared for myself too."

The two siblings shared a hearty laugh, glad that they had each other's support.

That's chapter thirty-six! Hope you all like it ^_^! Until next time...

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