Thank you for all the awesome reviews and support. I didn't imagine that there were so many others who were interested in the Isaac/Allison pairing let alone the two staying on. So, thank you! This chapter's song is "Battleships" by: Daughtry. Enjoy!
Chapter 7: "Battleships"
"I'm sinking inside
Can we finally put our weapons down tonight?
'Cause I don't wanna fight no more,
Even if the waves get rough
I don't wanna see the day we say we've had enough
And I don't wanna fight this war
Bullets coming off our lips
But we stick to our guns and we love like battleships.
Like battleships."
It had been only a few months since they had killed the Nogitsune but those few months had been blissfully quiet for Beacon Hills. In fact, Isaac was all the more nervous because of how seamlessly said months had been going on the supernatural front. He knew that Allison, Scott, Stiles, Lydia, and Kira felt the same way. The only ones who weren't worried were new addition Malia, the cougar girl, and Derek, whom no one had heard from in months, and that worried Scott and himself considerably. Although Isaac would like to think that Derek was getting a much needed relaxing rest, he wasn't kidding himself because there was no doubt that something had happened to his former Alpha and the only one who could find out was Stiles. The one problem with depending on the Adderall driven Stiles for clues was that despite their unnerving accuracy, they took a while to come by even with Lydia's Banshee assistance when she was able to contribute. Therefore even as some, mostly just Sheriff Stilinski and Deputy Parrish, enjoyed the peaceful hiatus, Isaac impatiently waited as he remained desperate to find out what was going to come plague their town next.
Which is where he was at now, sitting on his "guest" bed at Scott's with Allison's head on his lap and his foot tapping uncontrollably. "Could you possibly calm down?" She asked sitting up slightly so that she could give him a pointed look and earned an eye roll in return. "It's been two whole months!" The huntress glared up at him as she sat fully upright and dropped the book she'd been half reading and half napping while holding. "Are you surprised?" Scott mumbled from where he and Kira were lying on the floor not too far away studying for some test, more like Kira was teaching him all the math that he still struggled with but that's not the point. Shaking her head as a negative, she was more than well aware that Isaac was the most worrisome of the pack and that was mostly due to his upbringing. She had tried helping him to panic less but it had only been a few months since they'd started working on it so the progress was fairly limited.
"I've got something!" Stiles yelled at the top of his lungs causing both werewolves to grab their ears in pain while the huang and kitsune just glared at him for interrupting their relaxation time. "What?" Scott growled at his best friend and Stiles went white as a sheet before blinking fast a few more times than was average. "Lot of Adderall, lot of it." The teen detective began earning a groan from Isaac who Stiles proceeded to glare at. "Stuff it Scarf Boy." Allison heard Isaac harrumph at that and she grinned up at him as Stiles collected his thoughts carefully. "The scarves are a total turn on." She whispered with a smirk and earned a blush from the teen wolf which she acknowledged with a light laugh which ended as soon as Stiles resumed talking. "So it took a really long time and a lot of digging but I totally found him!" The boy exclaimed looking more excited by the moment only to have a familiar cut and dry voice interrupt him, "Derek's in Mexico." Lydia appeared seconds later from behind Stiles whose jaw dropped in exasperation as he turned to look at her and barely managed to squeak out, "I was leading up to that!" Malia appeared behind the banshee and the were-coyote shrugged and smirked at her boyfriend as the rest of the pack laughed at the teen detective's usual antics. "You were taking too long."
While Stiles proceeded to launch into a lecture of an explanation about how Sherlock Holmes never took too long, Isaac turned to Allison and the pair of hunters simultaneously murmured, "Mexico?" Scott glanced over at his adopted Beta and the huntress huang and grinned at them as he nodded and repeated it with a huge smile taking the time to draw out every syllable, "Mex-i-co." Kira looked over at him with a look of confusion on her face and all Scott did was smirk back at his not-girlfriend-but-girl-something and explained, "Anything can happen in Mexico." Lydia and Stiles both looked at Scott pointedly as they added in unison, "Like saving Derek." Even whilst laughing at the two's identical reaction with the rest, Isaac was already worrying himself silly about what all could go wrong in Mexico. At a touch from Allison's hand, Isaac relaxed slightly and looked over at her with a sigh of resignation; maybe this trip to Mexico wouldn't be so terribly awful after all.
Bouncing around in the back of Stiles' Jeep, Isaac decided that he did not like being right if being right meant being in small spaces. "Can I say I told you so yet?" The werewolf grumbled trying to hide his fear of small spaces in his annoyance and earning a glare from Allison that he took to be a negative answer to his question. "Shut it Scarfy!" Stiles hollered from where he was sitting up front with Malia sitting in the shotgun seat hollering out directions to make it easier for him to lead the way down the interstate. "I have a name you know." Isaac growled under his breath as they hit another bump and he was flung against the side of the Jeep. "And learn how to drive already!" The teen turned around to glare at the Beta, taking his full attention away from the road, as he replied with a very mature roar of, "Nobody asked you Lahey!" At a holler of warning from Malia, Stiles spun back around and quickly jerked the car back onto the road and away from the embankment that they would have gone tumbling down. "Can't you two try to get along?" Allison asked wearily from where she sat leaning against the two tents that they'd brought rubbing her head from when she knocked it on the back window moments before. At a unanimous roar of "NO!" from the two boys she groaned in exasperation herself before flicking a spark at Isaac's arm and ordering in her best leader voice, "Behave!" His eyes flashed to gold before he calmed down and turned away from her so that his back faced her as he glared out the window. So far, Mexico sucked.
By the time they finally arrived, everyone was at the end of their ropes and it was probably for the best that Lydia, the queen of planning, had ensured that they camped outside the city the night before they had to deal with the Calaveras family. Allison knew the family best, especially of their cover parties, and had already determined that this was the best way to infiltrate their organization. But Lydia was the smarter one who realized that they couldn't do this properly if running on lack of sleep and short fuses from driving, especially after dealing with the two head butting personalities of Stiles and Isaac in the same small vehicle. "So how was the ride?" Scott asked beaming from ear to ear, nothing could get this guy down Malia thought as she hopped out of the vehicle and gave him a smile that didn't quite reach her eyes before replying, "We didn't crash so better than my last one." Stiles went white at the way she so casually joked about her adopted mother and sibling's death but Isaac didn't appear surprised in the least. Malia still was in a wild state of mind and that meant that you moved on fast or you died; same law existed in the Lahey household as well as Derek's pack.
"But we nearly did because some people couldn't stop arguing." Allison pointed out haughtily as she straightened out her skirt and gave the now gaping Stiles and the now calm Isaac a pointed look before Lydia sauntered over from her car and grabbed her, Kira, and Malia on her way to get the campsite whipped into shape. The young Beta glanced at Allison as the girls walked off; the two had never fought like this since becoming friends and it frightened him that she didn't even glance back. Granted he had been more annoyed than usual but that didn't mean that he meant to offend her so and he did not want to lose her. "Isaac?" Scott called his name and the Beta refocused his attention on his Alpha before looking down at the ground in shame for not fulfilling his expectations and then not paying attention. "I'm sorry." The teen muttered scuffing his feet in the desert dust and he heard Scott groan as the shorter guy stepped forward and rested a hand lightly on Isaac's shoulder. "You don't need to apologize to me. Both you and Stiles just need to try to get along a little better. He just has slight trust issues, like you. Who you need to apologize to is Allison." Scott sounded way too much like a father the Alpha realized but Isaac didn't seem to pick up on this connection and just nodded that he understood before turning to go help Stiles unload the trunk.
Pulling out one of the larger boxes of cooking supplies and food, Isaac placed it lightly on the table and turned around to gather more supplies. He probably would have continued just unloading boxes if he hadn't glanced over to see Allison struggling to put up a tent while Malia and Kira worked on the other and Lydia supervised. "The next pole goes on the left side." The banshee ordered as Allison struggled to hold both poles in place and get them to stand up. His legs moved him forward unwillingly and within seconds he was holding up one of the poles and he heard her sigh in relief before seeing who it was and tensing up. He hated causing this kind of reaction in the one person that he only ever wanted to make happy. "Just show me what to do." The Beta murmured keeping his gaze downwards at the ground and missing the reason the girl tightened up in the first place. She was aware that he hadn't meant to be so obnoxious and that it was mostly his fear of small places being covered up by his childish actions and her reaction made her feel awful. Rather than burn him lightly, she should have comforted him but it was too late to fix the past so she would just have to deal with what had happened. "Quit lollygagging and let's get this tent done." Lydia called and the huntress sighed, Isaac would just have to wait until Lydia's qualifications for campsite were fulfilled.
Those qualifications apparently included full set up, dinner made, and everything cleaned up before Allison could even have a moment to get Isaac alone. "Isaac?" Allison began as she walked up to where he lay sprawled out next to a pile of logs that Lydia had just had him finish stacking beside the fire that Allison had started what felt like hours before. "Please no more." The exhausted werewolf begged opening one eye before leaping up upon realizing it was Allison and not Lydia with yet another task. "I'm sorry!" He exclaimed trying to go in for a hug before realizing that she may not want that and stopped himself by pulling back and awkwardly shoving his hands in his pockets instead. Allison bit her lip at his reaction and refusal to make contact, but when she reached forward grabbing his wrist, it startled him and made him flinch at the attempted contact which made her feel worse. Upon catching sight of Lydia making shooing gestures with her hands, Allison caught on and looked up at her boyfriend with a small awkward smile, "Can we talk somewhere more private?" Isaac gulped in terror as he nodded mechanically while calculating all of the worst possible things that could happen in this situation.
Allowing her to take his hand, Isaac followed the huang out of the campsite and onto one of the natural sandy dunes that the desert winds had created over time. Sitting down and pulling him down with her, Allison turned to look at Isaac while biting her bottom lip slightly as she tried to figure out the best way to word what she wanted to say. "Please don't break up with me." Isaac blurted out with his eyes shining their bright blue-gray in concern and cutting through the darkness around them. The huntress looked at him in surprise, "I wasn't...I wouldn't….I couldn't. Isaac I just wanted to apologize." He looked at her with confusion evident on his face and in his mannerisms as he tried to comprehend why she was apologizing when he was the one at fault. "I know your issues with small spaces and I reacted without taking them into account. I should have comforted you instead." Isaac was taken aback, he hadn't expected her to want to comfort him, to find his fear anything but weak. Even though on some level he knew that Allison wasn't like his father, it still was a deep set fear of his that he would be too weak for her and she would leave him alone and broken. "I'm sorry too, I was being an ass you have nothing to apologize for." She shook her head as she leaned into him and sighed with relief as he returned the contact this time and pulled her close by looping an arm around her waist and pressing his lips gently to the side of her head. "I do though because the man that I love was hurting and I did nothing to help him."
Just like that, the L-word was out of her mouth and she couldn't put it back in and return it back into the inner chambers of her heart where it had been building for a while. Isaac looked over at her with emotion filling his gray-blue eyes as he leaned in so that his lips were flush against her ear as he asked, "Do you mean that?" The fear of her not being serious was audible in the slight quiver of his voice and the speeding heart rate that the werewolf couldn't hide from the huang. "Every word." Allison replied turning to face him and feeling courage course through her veins, "I love you Isaac Lahey and don't you ever doubt that." His lips crashed to hers and she smiled into his kiss, there was no question that the boy returned her feelings and it was all the confirmation that she needed. When they finally pulled away to catch their breaths, Isaac looked at her and grinned while breathing heavily. "I love you Allison Argent, I have for longer than you know." She smirked at him as she laid down on the sand as the events of the day finally caught up to her tired body. As he laid down beside her, she rolled over to face him as her eyes grew heavy and she asked, "Does this meant that we're okay?" Isaac grinned back at her and pulled her close to press his lips to her forehead before whispering his answer against her skin, "I think we're more than okay." The werewolf determined as he pulled away slightly and flopped onto his back before adding, "We'll be perfect after a quick nap out of range of Lydia's orders." Allison rolled her eyes and laid down her head down on his chest as his arm snaked around her waist. "She means well." Isaac merely hummed his halfhearted agreement with his eyes already closed causing his chest to vibrate and Allison felt sleep overcoming her as well with every comforting rise and fall of his chest. "But I suppose a short nap never hurt anyone."
Thanks for reading this far! Got around to updating a little earlier this week so possibly another chapter before the end of the week? We'll see! Until then, please read, enjoy, and review as always!
