Awful sorry for the long wait, classes have really gotten serious this past week but I think all will level out in a bit and I can get back to updating more consistently then! This chapter's song is "Satellite Call" by: Sara Barellias and, if you want to see an Alissac version of it, check out "1995Butterfly"'s video "Isaac &Allison ll Satellite Call (Spoiler 3B)"

Chapter 12: "Satellite Call"

"This one's for the lonely child

Brokenhearted, running wild

This was written for the one to blame

One who believes they are the cause of chaos and everything

You may find yourself in the dead of night

Lost somewhere up in the great big beautiful sky

You were all just perfect little satellites

Spinning round and round this broken earthly life"

"I want to be weak!" Allison moaned for the first time in her life as they arrived at Deaton's and she stepped out of the driver's seat and onto her sore and aching muscles. Isaac chuckled as he followed her towards the veterinary clinic and promised, "We'll get some sleep soon. In fact I say we take all weekend with your dad out of town and never leave the bed." The huang glanced back at him and raised an eyebrow, "Just sleeping?" Once he finally got the secondary connotations of what was being said, the wolf smirked and added, "Why not both?" She gave him a look that clearly said "told you so" and headed into the clinic to a still bleeding Deaton trying to stitch himself up his non-dominant hand while Lydia passing him supplies and attempted to give well meaning advice.

Both turned to look at the newcomers and Deaton visibly tightened up, "Scott was busy?" He asked earning a grumbling growl from Isaac as Allison stepped forward and took the needle out of Deaton's hand and finished stitching him up herself. By the time Scott tore into the room, Allison had Deaton all patched up and Isaac was passing her bandages while Lydia looked on seemingly quite content with not getting her hands covered in more blood than she had to. "What happened?" Deaton launched into his explanation while Isaac paced impatiently thinking deeply and Scott listened raptly. "He woke up, eyes flashing blue and fangs bared. No recognition of us whatsoever, he got my arm on the way out." Lydia jumped in here and added, "He looked terrified." The healer nodded before finishing with, "I think he hasn't just physically regressed, his mind has reverted to its teenage state as well." The pacing teen wolf stopped and looked over at the veterinarian with a concentrated look causing a worry crease between his eyebrows. "So we need to think like young Derek." Lydia gave him a look before snarkily adding, "That's the smartest thing you've ever said." Allison was about to open her mouth to argue with her best friend on his behalf when Isaac stepped in, "Seriously? You spend way too much time with Stiles. I'm an A student too, absences and all." The banshee gaped at him as Scott, who ignored the exchange, suddenly spoke up and exclaimed, "His mother, the Hale house." Deaton nodded before turning to the two wolves, "Go there." Glancing back at Allison, Isaac nodded reluctantly as the healer turned towards the huang and the banshee, "You two are going to double check that he didn't return to the school."

Even though neither appeared to enjoy being sent on different missions, they followed Deaton's orders and went their separate ways. Hopping onto the back of Scott's bike, Isaac glanced back at her as she got in Lydia's car and sighed. "Now I know how you felt about leaving Kira back in Mexico." Scott glanced back at him through the visor of his helmet and shrugged his shoulders as he faced forwards and pretended the idea of his two friends being together didn't still hurt him. "It's a little different, less dangerous circumstances." He feigned an excuse as he revved up the bike and sped towards Derek's old home. The Alpha pushed away the thoughts of vengefully allowing the boy behind him to fall off the bike if he, say, took a sharp turn faster than he should; it still hurt him that Isaac could give Allison something that he couldn't but he knew better than to ruin their happiness. His mom was right about first loves, there was going to be others and if he truly ever loved Allison he should let her be happy. So that's what he did then and continues to do now as he takes each turn slowly and thinks of dark straight hair, lightning, swords, and almond shaped hazel eyes instead.

"Scott?" Isaac interrupted his thoughts by speaking aloud startling him out of his daydreams and he hummed a response without looking back. "We're here." Braking in surprise, Scott parked the bike as the Beta leapt off and stood up to his full height as he stretched after being hunched over for so long. Walking towards the fence, the wolf double checked that he still had his gun and began scanning the scene. Taking in the claw marks by the fence and the electricity still burning in the air, the teen wasn't surprised when Scott called that he spotted tire tracks. "It was a patrol car; they must have him at the station." Scott's curse in response made Isaac grin at his Alpha, it wasn't often that Scott was anything but morally upstanding and the times that he caved and did something, even as simple as cursing, slightly immoral made him seem more human. "To the police station?" He prodded and Scott nodded as he replaced his helmet and gave a muffled reply of, "To the police station."

By the time they got to the station, Stiles Jeep and Allison's car were already out front and the two wolves glanced over at each other before rushing inside. The first person they saw was a pissed off Sheriff Stilinski dragging Stiles into his office by the teen's ear and Scott ran after his best friend while Isaac turned towards where Lydia and Allison were talking to an unresponsive Derek. Figuring that he was going to be more useful over there rather than attempting to explain what happened to Derek, Stepping towards them, Isaac was stopped by Deputy Haigh who poked a finger accusingly into the boy's chest. Ignoring the urge to snap the tiny bones in his finger by bending it back, Isaac glared at the deputy who immediately asked him an accusatory question, "Do you know this boy?" Glancing over at the boy he nodded slowly before saying, "My girlfriend clearly does, why don't you ask her? Keep in mind that if you do it in the same manner that both her father and I have an arsenal of weapons at our fingertips." The older man gulped before getting a glint in his eyes as he stepped forwards again, "Is that a threat Mr. Lahey?" The teen shook his head as he sidestepped around him and called back with a big cheesy smile, "No sir, just a friendly reminder."

Kneeling down beside Allison and Lydia, the tall teen had to hunch over so that he was eye to eye with the boy as well. "I'm sorry about Haigh, he's a jerk." Deputy Parrish told him as he squatted down next to Lydia and looked at Derek with pity in his eyes. "He won't talk to any of us, probably would have if Haigh hadn't tazed him without giving him a chance to explain." Lydia stubbornly turned to the boy and took his hand in hers forcing him to look up at her. "He'll talk to us if you give us a little space; your uniform is scaring him." The younger and kinder deputy looked momentarily hurt before he understood and nodded and stepped back. Pulling him up, Lydia led him into an empty conference room with Isaac and Allison trailing behind. "Derek, do you want to sit down or stand?" The boy crossed his arms and stood in the corner seriously, it was so much like adult Derek that Isaac was reminded of when Derek was his Alpha. "Do you remember last night at all?" Allison pressed stepping forward and crossing her arms in front of him as well. Even though she was shorter than him, she was still intimidating to the teen Derek and the boy answered despite his seeming vow of silence. "Parts of it." Isaac stepped up and looked down on the teen before flashing his eyes pointedly and extending his claws. "That part, Phoenix girl, that girl, and the Alpha." He added as he pointed at Allison, then Lydia, and then out the door where Scott and Stiles could just be seen arguing with Sheriff Stilinski. "What happened to my house? What happened to my family?"

Isaac glanced back at Allison and she stared at him, it was the worst news of your life learning that you had lost a parent. They both had been unlucky enough to receive it in hospital hallways with a doctor and their fathers telling them they couldn't say goodbye to their mothers because they had hurt themselves so badly trying to escape from this world that it would scar their children to see them. As an orphan himself, Isaac took a deep breath and shoved the memory of his suicidal mother out of his mind before beginning with, "There was a fire, I'm sorry." Derek looked at him uncomprehending before asking, "But my family are like us, where are they?" Before he could even open his mouth Scott's voice interrupted him and he turned around to look back at his alpha as he told Derek, "They went away to be safe, I'll take you to them if you promise to listen and stick with me, okay?" From experience Isaac and Allison both knew that sugar coating the truth made it only hurt more when you found out but Scott was in charge so they just stayed silent and stepped back as Scott started to talk with the teen Derek. Sneaking out the door, Lydia beelined to Parrish's desk and began talking fast about how quickly he could get Derek released while Isaac turned to Allison and kept his voice low, "Was that a good idea?" She shook her head and sighed in resignation, "But what's said is said, we can't change the past."

Immediately, Isaac knew that she was referring to more than just what Scott had just said. Like him, Derek's questions had brought to mind repressed memories of far too sterile hospital hallways and the stench of sickness, antibacterial gel, and death. Now that they could smell each illness' distinct scent to the chemo signatures of the emotions that they felt such as fear, depression, and pure sadness, hospital visits to see Scott's mom nearly did Isaac in and Allison had it even worse because her wound was twice as raw as his. "We can't change the past but we can forgive ourselves for what we've done or haven't done in the past." In hindsight, it made less sense than he originally had thought, but Allison understood better than he expected. She too hadn't gotten to say goodbye to her mother, she too blamed herself that she hadn't been good enough. "Thank you." Was all Allison had to say, as she took his hand and squeezed it tightly while he smirked lightly to himself. "No big, thank you because my next step was me running around the station belting out Hakuna Matata." Somehow she knew that Isaac would never do that but she knew he was just trying to get her to laugh so she played along and chuckled lightly earning a smile from him.

Their little simple moment was interrupted by the door behind them opening and Scott with his hand on an unwilling Derek's shoulders. "Isaac, can you ride over to my house with Stiles and Derek? I have something I have to do first." Allison glanced over at Isaac and he nodded slightly that it was okay. Despite Scott being his Alpha, Allison was also his leader and he answered to both of them at all times. In this case, she didn't want him to be alone without any assistance of the supernatural variety if Derek lost it again. "I'll meet you and Stiles there for moral support, okay?" Lydia glared at Allison indignantly and turned to Deputy Parrish to ask for a ride before Allison added, "After I drop off Lydia of course so she can pick up Kira." The redheaded banshee nodded her approval and strutted to the door with Allison following with an amused smile on her lips at her best friend's attitude and the rest trailing behind them. Loading into Stiles' Jeep, Isaac found himself in the back not-actually-a-seat space and groaned to himself at his luck. It was always the small spaces, wasn't it? "Claustrophobic?" Derek asked as he turned around and Isaac opened one eye to glare at him as he growled out, "You would be too if your dad locked you in a freezer since you were eight years old." Nodding in confusion and slight pity, Derek turned around leaving Isaac to close his eyes again and take in shallow breaths as he tried to control his fear the whole way to Scott's.

The second that Stiles had the car in park, Isaac bolted out the back door and met the other two on the lawn as he took in deep breaths of the fresh air and stretched his limbs reveling in the open space around him. "You've got it bad." Teen Derek decided and Isaac looked at him and rolled his eyes before clapping a hand none too lightly on the boy's shoulder, "No shit Sherlock." The boy laughed and Stiles rolled his eyes at them before leading the way to the front door and calling behind him, "Come on dorks." Ignoring the real insult here, being called a dork by Stiles, Isaac and Derek followed him and the trio walked into the sight of Agent McCall with a bag of take out turning around and calling his son's name. "Scott?" At the sight of Isaac, McCall nodded at him and then looked at Stiles and teen Derek with surprise, "Isaac, Stiles, and who might you be?" Isaac normally never was thankful for Stiles presence but he was thankful then as Stiles leapt in before Derek could answer and replied, "My cousin Miguel from Mexico." McCall looked a bit skeptical of that one as Derek waved after giving Stiles a look of confusion and the two had a quick exchange in Spanish before the FBI agent offered them all food. "Isaac, where is Scott exactly?" He felt his heart rate speed up as he answered with Scott's favorite excuse for his father, "Working with Deaton, some animal came in with a broken leg or something." Agent McCall nodded before asking how and Isaac quickly swallowed the rest of his egg roll before replying, "Some car accident."

"Speaking of accidents, you work for the FBI Mr. McCall, right?" Derek interjected and both Isaac and Stiles looked at each in sudden panic but McCall answered before they were able to divert the conversation. "That's right." The teen nodded and continued, "What about fires?" Stiles jumped in then, "Maybe I should call Scott; he wouldn't want to miss this take out." But McCall shook his head, he was in his element now, being an FBI agent gave him a purpose and he sure did love the big role. "Nonsense he's saving Fido and yes I investigate fires, any in specific there Miguel?"The boy nodded even as Isaac kicked his leg under the table and loudly asked McCall for more white rice. Ignoring Isaac just like he'd written off Stiles, McCall only had ears for Derek's response, "The Hale fire by chance." The hunter sunk down into his chair in resignation and kept his eyes downcast as McCall told Derek everything and the regressed werewolf glared at him and Stiles in turn. Allison came crashing in the second that McCall finished his story with a forced smile on her face and a call of, "What did I miss?" Isaac turned in his chair and gave her a serious look as he replied with, "Worst timing ever, hotshot." Agent McCall looked confused as Derek stormed upstairs and Stiles followed after him hollering his "name" leaving Isaac and Allison with Scott's father. "Sorry!" She squeaked out as McCall looked at Isaac and asked, "Was it something I said?"

Rolling his eyes at him, Isaac shook his head and snarked, "You know teenagers." It was a direct quote from McCall when he'd asked Melissa if Isaac staying in the guest room was permanent and if he was just taking advantage of her hospitality. "I said I was sorry for that." The FBI agent moaned as he closed his eyes and opened them in time to see only Isaac's boots as he followed Stiles upstairs. "Is he always like this?" He asked Allison in exasperation and she shrugged her shoulders trying hard to keep the sarcasm out of her voice. "It's a side effect of being abused throughout his childhood, of losing his mother and father, and people like you not seeing the bruises and broken bones and connecting the dots in time." McCall stared at her wide eyed in surprise and stammered, "I-I-I read the files b-b-but I forgot-t-t." She looked at him sadly, it wasn't this man's fault that Isaac's chest and back were scarred or that he had panic attacks if the walls were too close but she felt so much hatred for the circumstances that caused it that she sometimes forgot and exploded like this. "I'm sorry. It's not your fault, he'll calm down in a bit. We all have our demons." Her apology was met by deaf ears, however, because McCall seemed not to hear a single word she'd said and it was like he was lost in his own traumatizing memories of similar circumstances.

Leaving him there, she leapt up the stairs two at a time in time to catch Isaac and Stiles getting off the phone with Scott. "Derek?" Isaac nodded towards the closed door to Scott's room when the two supernaturals suddenly heard a noise and dove towards it simultaneously. Grabbing the door knob first, Isaac tugged it open and Allison rushed in with Isaac and Stiles hot on her heels. The trio was just in time to catch a glimpse of Kate smirking at them with Derek's back to them. Rushing at the window with a battle cry, Allison ran into it as her aunt slammed it shut in her face. If Isaac hadn't been there to catch her, she would have crashed to the floor with a head injury but instead he helped her back to her feet before turning to Stiles and ordering, "Call Scott, we need him, now!"

Again, so sorry about that long wait, I am trying, honestly, to update faster and will definitely update some time this week. Thank you again for all reviews and, as always, please read, enjoy, and review!