So this chapter is basically a continuation of the previous one. More Isaac, yay! Tell me what you think.

And all the times I let you in,
Just for you to go again, disappear.
When you come back,
Everything is better.

When right before your eyes,
I'm aching, run fast,
Nowhere to hide,
Just you and me…

This is the last time I'm asking you this,
Put my name on the top of your list,
This is the last time I'm asking you why,
You break my heart in the blink of an eye, eye, eye…

This is the last time I'm asking you,
Last time I'm asking you,
Last time I'm asking you,
Last time I'm asking you this.

The Last Time - Gary Lightbody and Taylor Swift

Gary Lightbody, in my opinion, is one of the best songwriters at the moment. For any of you that don't know, he is the lead singer of Snow Patrol - the band from Belfast :)

This song is utterly beautiful. The chords are fairly similar to those used in "New York", I think.

Derek could hear them coming down the driveway and he had to admit, Rebecca was hilarious. She had that clever-ditzy personality and he could tell Isaac had good judgement. She was also a slight bit sceptical of the house.

"You live here? With Derek Hale?" she asked, the confusion in her voice was pretty obvious.

Isaac didn't say anything, Derek presumed he nodded or something... or just didn't answer her. The rest of their ride was silent until they reached the house. Derek decided to stay inside the house until they arrived. There was no need to be overly welcome. The girl was, of course, just about to learn about werewolves. There was no way that a friendly smile was going to change anything.

A few minutes later, they walked into the house and Isaac called Derek's name a couple of times. Derek walked into the hall and smiled at Rebecca. She really was pretty, but she was naturally pretty.

She smiled and extended her hand to Derek.

"Uh, hey I'm Rebecca. It's really nice to meet you. Are you a friend of Isaac's?" she said politely.

"Something like that. Isaac lives with me since he has no other family, and since I have no other family. We're more like brothers." He informed her.

She nodded in understanding and let the subject drop. The room became more silent, but it wasn't awkward... apart from the fact that their arousal was almost nauseating. How could Isaac cope with it?

Rebecca turned to Isaac and grabbed his hand.

"Isn't there something you wanted to tell me? Is that why you brought me here, Isaac?"

Isaac locked eyes with Derek and widened his eyes, to warn him what he was going to do.

"It's all up to you," Derek whispered low under his breath, low enough so that Rebecca wouldn't hear.

Derek then raised his voice, "I have some errands to run, and I'll leave you two to yourselves then."

Derek brushed past her and walked out of the door, leaving Isaac and Rebecca standing in the hall. She looked around her, taking in the massive house. It seemed far too big for just two people to live here, too sad, too lonely. Isaac cleared his throat and got her attention back.

"D-do you w-want to come into the living room?" he asked.

He was so nervous and she thought it was adorable. He was just like the shy boy that couldn't make eye contact with anyone, just like before his father died. Thinking back, Rebecca remembered how Isaac could barely string a sentence together without stuttering. However, his stutter just managed to go away as soon as his father died. Maybe the rumours were true, maybe his father hadn't been as 'caring' as he should have...

She smiled warmly at him, "Isaac, are you sure you want to tell me? Are you okay?"

He nodded, steadying himself, "I think y-you should sit d-down before I tell you an-anything. Just incase..." He trailed off, unable to comprehend what would happen after he told her. It would be the end, the end of them. He was certain of it.

"Well, just spit it out. I'll still react the same way if you tell me tomorrow, you know." She laughed. "Anyway how bad can it be?"

Isaac winced when she mentioned "bad"... it wouldn't be bad, it would be catastrophic. But he had to tell her, it was eating away at him. He took a deep breath and began talking, began rambling.

"About a year ago, I was in the graveyard. It was late at night and I was working, just the same as I did every other night. However this night I met Derek... and he told me some things. He knew what my- what my dad was doing. He knew what was happening to me. He told me that he could help me; he could help me escape from my dad. M-my dad wasn't always bad, you know. Before mom died, he was just like any other parent really. But I was really desperate, alone and miserable. I had no real friends, I had no real life. Derek... he offered me an escape, a release clause. I took it without even thinking about it, and it was the best decision of my life."

He stopped talking for a minute and looked over at Rebecca. A single tear was trickling down her cheek.

"Your dad used to hurt you, didn't he? I'm so sorry Isaac, I'm so sorry."

He shrugged. "Don't be, you weren't the one hurting me. Anyway, I accepted Derek's proposition but I returned home. I was able to defend myself against my father now, or so I thought. A few days later he threw a glass at me and he noticed something. So I ran - I ran away in fear from the man who I was meant to run to when I was afraid. It was raining and he followed me in the car until he reached an abandoned street... and you know the rest of that story." He broke off.

"Your death wasn't his fault, you know that right? It was an accident, but it wasn't anything to do with you."

"I know that, it's just hard to accept that he's dead sometimes..."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, "I promise you that I will never hurt you in any way. You can always count on me, always and forever."

Isaac leaned in and kissed her softly. She smiled and kissed him back sweetly. Rebecca leaned back and looked at him carefully.

"Wait, you never told me. What did Derek offer you?" she asked.

"You've told me I changed, so you've obviously noticed it. But I'm still the same Isaac deep down inside, aren't I?" His voice became panicked; scared she'd guessed his secret.

"Isaac, calm down. I know you're the same Isaac, but what did Derek offer you? How did you change?"

He took her hand in his, trying to find the words to say, trying to figure out how to break it gently.

"I don't know why you're so worried; I thought you could trust me. You always said how-"

"I'm a werewolf." He said quickly without even thinking.

...

Rebecca snorted, "Be serious, please."

Isaac's eyes widened, she didn't believe it. She thought he was messing around.

"I am being serious."

He let his fangs extend and his eyes glow amber. His nails turned to claws and he felt himself becoming more wolf than man. Rebecca's hand shot over her mouth, she was utterly terrified. Her fear confused him and he immediately shifted back. He moved a step towards her, but she moved a step back.

"Rebecca?"

"D-don't come near me. What are you? How can you-"

"Be a werewolf?" he finished her sentence, "I don't really know how they – how we exist. I guess we just do."

She backed off further again. "You've been one this whole time? What have you done to me?"

He held his hands up to protest, "Nothing! Don't you see? I couldn't bear not telling you when you needed to know. I haven't done anything to you. I love you."

"I- I can't. I have to go, I'm sorry." She began to walk off.

"What about everything you said? Does that not matter now that you know this about me? You told me you wouldn't ever hurt me, if you go then you'll hurt me. Are you willing to give this up?" He shouted after her in desperation.

It worked. She stopped at the doorway and listened to what he was saying.

"I can't, Isaac. You- you aren't even human, are you?" she said in a small voice.

"I seemed pretty human before, did I not?" He grabbed her hand and placed in on his chest. "This? This feels human to you, doesn't it?"

She pulled her hand away quickly and looked away.

"Look at me..." He moved closer to her. "Don't move" He instructed.

He took one step further and stroked her cheek with his thumb. She shivered under his touch and went to move again, but he leaned closer and touched his lips to hers. She responded immediately, kissing him quickly and fiercely as if she was afraid she only had a certain amount of time left.

"This feels human, doesn't it?" he asked her.

"I don't know... that wasn't meant to happen, Isaac." She said softly, "I don't know if I can do this."

"But it won't be anything different than what it was before. I was completely honest with you there; I'll be completely honest with you now."

She nodded. "I suppose so."

Isaac laughed weakly, "That means yes and you know it."

Some angst, fluff, I don't even know what it is. Tell me what you think.