Here is Chapter 3! Thank you so much for all the fantastic reviews, I'm just so glad that others are just as obsessed with this pairing as I am not to mention just as sad that neither are still on the show. I forgot to add that I am not the owner of Teen Wolf nor any of the characters and that those rightfully belong to MTV, etc...

This Chapter's song is "Coming Home" by: P Diddy and now, ladies and gentlemen, please enjoy!

Chapter 3: "Coming Home"

"I'm coming home

I'm coming home

Tell the world I'm coming home

Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday

I know my kingdom awaits and they've forgiven my mistakes

I'm coming home, I'm coming home

Tell the world that I'm coming"

He is awakened by the car being put in park and Isaac sits up rubbing at his stiff neck in an attempt to rid it of the crick that has wormed it's way into the joint. Glancing down at the warm body beside him, he can't help but feel that the pain was worth it, that a little discomfort was a small price to pay to have her back alive and in his arms. Nudging her lightly with his shoulder, Isaac watched as she stirred and looked up at him in confusion, "We're home." It was an unconscious thing to call the Argent's apartment home; in fact it might have been a mistake in hindsight as he saw Argent raise an eyebrow at that through the rearview miror; what he missed was Argent's smile at the idea of it. Instead Allison's smile made it worth it as she re-interlocked their fingers and gave his hand a squeeze, "I like the sound of that."

Isaac grinned at that as he slid out of the car and she carefully slipped out after him as the pair followed Argent inside the apartment building. Normally they would chat, or, more accurately, Allison would talk and Argent would nod or Isaac would supply a smirk or contribute a bad one-liner, but that was not the case today as they instead stood quietly with Argent leaning against the wall as he tried to stay awake, but his adrenaline rush had finally crashed and he was left spent. "Dad?" Allison whispered and he startled awake reaching automatically for one of his holstered guns. "Wow Mr. Argent, you really are tired." He managed a half smile, half smirk at Isaac's comment as he stood up straighter and worked hard to keep his eyes open. "I'm not as young as I used to be. Plus I didn't get a nap like some of you." Isaac had missed out on this bantering between parents and kids, his mother had left him too young and his father would never partake in such a thing, unless it was hitting him for trying it.

Upon reaching the top floor, the three stumbled out of the elevator and Allison got to the door first and quickly let them all in only to have Argent then ramble off to his room leaving Allison and Isaac just inside the doorway. The pair glanced at each other awkwardly and then back at the ground, despite having gone through death and Allison having figured out her feelings for him, they still were unsure of what they were or how to act around one another. Allison was the first to look up and her dark brown eyes took in all of him. The maroon shirt ripped open revealing his lean but scarred muscular chest, his light brown almost bronze curls obscuring his blue-gray eyes and his chiseled features. "Isaac?" She whispered and he looked up at her, he wanted to be sure that she made the first move. No matter what he felt, he would push that all aside for her sake. She would set the pace and she would be the one who decided what they were and that was that. "Hmm?" Stepping forward she closed the distance between them and pressed her lips against his in a light kiss, it was I'm sorry, thank you, and I love you all rolled into one.

After the shock wore off, he returned it immediately and pulled her close, cradling her to him much like he'd done her lifeless body only a few short hours ago. When they finally were forced to break apart for air, Isaac leaned his forehead against hers and just breathed in her scent. Her scent had always had this remarkably calming effect on him, he didn't know why but it always had. It was the aroma of the cedar trees and a slight whiff of lavender that always flitted under whatever perfume Lydia had put on her that day. Now there was something new that he caught a hint of, the scent of wood burning that transported him back to campfire days when he had gotten away from his father with Camden to a summer camp. "Even though I think I understand what you were saying there." He murmured against her forehead earning a light laugh, "I might need a refresher." Within seconds she was crashing her lips back against his and tangling her hands in his curly brown hair as he returned the kiss with equal enthusiasm running his hands down to her hips and holding on tight.

"As much as I'd love to kiss my boyfriend senseless and more." Allison began when they pulled apart for more air and earned a smirk from Isaac at the idea of more. "That's hot. Wait boyfriend?" He interrupted but understood where she was going so he stopped talking as she giggled and nodded before continuing, "Yes boyfriend, if you'll have me that is." Isaac didn't need to be asked twice, he nodded frantically earning another giggle, "Good and I don't know about you but I'm exhausted and dirty and even though the wounds have healed there's still dried blood all over me." She glanced over at Isaac who smirked despite himself, old habits die hard and his one-liners were what protected him from being hurt so they still popped out. "I like you dirty." Allison giggled at that one and Isaac winced, "That bad?" Her nod was all the verification that he needed but he just shrugged it off with a real smile, "Well, cheesy lines aside let's get cleaned up and then to bed, we need to be ready for anything tonight."

The huntress agreed with him completely on that one and she pulled him to her bathroom despite his moans about smelling like girly shampoo, "The guys will know that I've been showering at a girl's." He moaned and then paused as it hit him and Allison glanced back at him as he realized what conclusion they would come to and snickered. "Real mature." She fired back and he just smirked as they arrived in the bathroom and she lightly closed the door. "Sh-Sh-Shouldn't we…I m-m-mean…at different t-t-ttimes…?"When he was put into the very situations that he joked about, Isaac was so scared of messing up that he became a stammering wreck. "Shhhh. This is faster." Allison knew why he was afraid of messing up and knew that with time and experience that he would feel comfortable being himself but until then she would lead him through it. He nodded in comprehension as she slipped his already ripped shirt off and tossed it in the trashcan and he helped her out of his jacket. Running her hands down his stomach, she felt the fresh scar tissue where he had been stabbed; the stitches had left an uneven white mark. "Why aren't you healing like you normally do?" Glancing down at the wound he shrugged and found where hers had been and was marked by a similar scar too. "Saves money on matching couples tattoos." He jabbed and she chuckled, what was one extra scar anyway?

Ridding themselves of the rest of their clothes, the pair stepped into the shower. As much as Isaac's body craved to explore hers and Allison his, they knew that there was plenty of time for that in less life threatening circumstances so they did what normal people did when alone in the shower; cleaned themselves. Within moments, however, of awkwardly running into each other and reaching for the soap at the same time resulting in no one getting it, Allison just handed Isaac a wash cloth and the body wash wordlessly. She had no idea how tempting this was for him but he ignored his hormonal impulses throbbing at a certain body part and suppressed the one liners and just cleaned her. His touch was so gentle as he rubbed away at the dried blood that remained caked to her skin that Allison felt like a child again. It was abnormal for her to feel this safe around a boy, especially while buck naked in the shower, but Isaac was different. By the time she was clean and he had passed her the cloth, they were both truly too tired to react at all as she rubbed away the dirt and grime that had stuck to his own pale skin. Only after they were out, the water was off, and they were both wrapped up in towels did it become insanely apparent that they were truly exhausted. Stumbling around, Isaac found his boxers and yanked them back on as Allison found a clean pair of pajamas and pulled them on as well before the couple collapsed on the bed.

"We forgot." She whispered softly and Isaac rolled over to face her forcing his eyelids to stay open with an effort. "The shampoo or the shower sex?" He muttered as a joke and she rolled her eyes before getting serious again. "To tell anyone what happened, that I'm alive." Isaac nearly whimpered at the memory of her and being left alone in the middle of that yard as she died and he bled out. "They left you to die." He reminded her his voice taking on a harsh edge at the painful memory while his body tensed like a coiled angry spring, "I don't know how I feel about that, telling them I mean. At the moment, I'd probably lose it." Allison knew that Isaac wasn't kidding, he was rightfully angry at their abandonment but she also knew that the likes of Stiles and Lydia had no control over that, Scott was a whole nother story but she wasn't dealing with that one just yet. "Forgiveness Isaac." She reminded him and he groaned, "I don't like it when you're right." Isaac murmured as he tried to let it go, but it was hard, especially when he was this tired. "Can I make you a deal?" She nodded skeptically as he continued, "We'll tell them tonight, I promise, but now we sleep. You need it, worse than I do." That was enough for her, she was too tired to do anything about it now anyhow, if she was honest, so instead she rolled over so that her back was flush to Isaac's chest and he wrapped his arms around her spooning her. Kissing the top of her head lightly was all he remembered before falling into a deep sleep with Allison quickly following behind.

The pair probably would have slept the whole day away had Allison not started thrashing about nearly sending Isaac off the bed and effectively waking him. "Hmm?" He groaned as she rolled over and kicked him in the gut causing him to go from half asleep to wide awake in seconds as he tumbled off the bed with a hoarse unintelligible yelp. "Allison?" The boy whisper yelled as he crawled back into bed with an effort from him slipping and sliding on the comforter she had thrown off earlier and lightly touched her shoulder; it was warm under his touch. She bolted forward at the light touch shoving him off the bed again and earning another strangled yell of her name. "Allison!" Within seconds she was on the floor looking down on him with fear in her eyes and an apology on her lips. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" The huntress repeated over and over again as she looked him over for bruises and he just waved her off. Sitting up slowly he looked at her with a half-hearted smile and murmured, "Healing powers, remember?" As she fell to the floor beside him, Allison breathed out a sigh of relief before looking over at him and shivering slightly at the memory of whatever nightmare had haunted her dreams. "I'm still not used to those." He chuckled as he pulled her close, only to startle himself at how warm she was to the touch causing him to actually remove his hand from her hip like he'd been burned. It was like she was her own little furnace, "My God you're hot." Allison gave him a one eyebrow up look that clearly asked if he seriously had such a one track brain, even though she knew that he didn't. "No, not in that sense. I mean you are very hot but that's not what I'm saying. Your body temperature is burning up." Isaac explained in a rush before he pressed the back of his hand gently to her forehead like most mothers did when taking a child's temperature and not wanting to bother with an actual thermometer. "If I didn't know I'd say you had a fever but, because you can heal now, that's not possible."

"My head gets fuzzy whenever I do and it's not fuzzy." She explained shaking her head before sighing and closing her eyes as she leaned her head against his shoulder and quietly admitted to the source of the problem. "I had a nightmare." Isaac knew what those were like, he'd had them since he was small but his were mostly about his dad and or being locked up in small places. Somehow, however, he was willing to bet that hers were about something entirely different. "It's okay now, whatever it was it's not real." He told her confidently as she lifted her head back up and looked at him with fear in her eyes. "I was dead and I didn't wake up. I couldn't wake up and Kate and these things was holding me back from you." There were no magic words to make her feel better, he couldn't change the past no matter how much he wanted to. "But you're alive." He whispered after an awkward pause as he looped an arm around her shoulder with a painful smile, "Some things have changed, but you're alive and that's all that matters. And nothing would hold me back from saving you, with or without these." The huntress glanced over at him as he flexed his claws out and quickly retracted them and knew then that she wasn't the only one who was being affected by her near death experience. "It's not your fault." She told him as she looked deep into his pained eyes, "You couldn't have saved me, no one could have." The werewolf looked at her and harumphed at that as he whispered what his father's voice had been screaming at him ever since her heart had stopped hours before. "I wasn't strong enough, you got distracted saving me because I couldn't hold my own." Allison looked at Isaac aghast, she did not regret firing that arrow to save him in the least much less blame him for her death. "You saved me from being electrocuted, I had to make it even." She pointed out in an attempt to make him feel better even as he shook his head and she plowed on, "I'd do it again in a heartbeat, some people are worth dying for." That took him aback, Isaac did not consider himself worthy of such sacrifice in the least and told her so with a muttered, "Not me."

Pulling herself onto his lap, she cupped a hand lightly under his chin and forced him to look up at her, "Yes you most definitely are. You are the most selfless, strongest, and bravest hero that I know. I can't think of anyone else I'd want to die for." Isaac didn't know what to say, "You should look in the mirror sometime." He finally managed to get out and winced as it made no sense but she knew what he meant and hushed him with a kiss to prove it. "I think I'm okay now." She continued, which was only a little white lie in reality, after pulling away to catch her breath and Isaac nodded in agreement as she stood up and offered him a hand up which he gladly accepted. "I think I can even go back to sleep, but only on one condition." The boy nodded already agreeing to whatever it was that she needed before even knowing fully what he was getting into. "Hold me." That was one condition Isaac was not about to argue with as she pulled him back into bed and he held her as close to his body as he could. Just his touch drove the lingering panic from the nightmare away and she settled into his side with a sigh of relief and was out like a light in seconds. Sleep was longer coming for him, however as he lay there trying to believe what she said was true. Eventually his brain grew too tired to continue trying to process it and sleep reclaimed him too.

I hope you enjoyed that! Please remember to read, enjoy, and review! Next update should be some time this weekend after the camp I'm working is over giving me a little more time to write!