I hope I'm not flooding updates but I trying to keep a good schedule for this and if I don't update everyday than I never will. I've noticed that I'm getting a lot more views on the first chapter than the second so I'm a little nervous. If there is anything I can do to improve the story than please review and tell me. I can take the criticism guys! There is some serious smut in this chapter so be warned! Enjoy!
"What are you doing Scott?" Isaac asked as the other boy ran around the room, packing stuff. "I-I have to go Isaac. I can't stay here anymore. I can't do this." Scott said frantically. "So what you're just going to run?" Isaac said. "I was accepted to US Davis. I'm going to stay with my dad till classes start." Isaac grabbed Scott. "You can't just leave like this in the middle of the night." He said. "You did!" Scott yelled shoving Isaac away. He stumbled back numbly. "That's not f-fair Scott. Someone had to hid the box and no one depended on me. I was expendable." The beta said. "Not to me." Scott said coldly. "I know your upset about Kira-" Scott growled. "She was fine. She was safe with the Skinwalkers. I dragged her back into this." He said lowly. "It's not your fault." Isaac argued. "Yes it is! All of this is my fault! Kira! Liam! Hayden! Aiden! Allison…. They're dead because of me! Because I couldn't take care of them!" Scott yelled. "Scott…" Isaac pleaded. "You guys are better off without me." Scott said as he picked up his bag. "I'm not." Scott stood silently for a minute before walking to the door. "Allison would be ashamed!" Isaac spat as he walked out the door.
Derek's funeral was four days after his death. Scott had done his best to contact his past pack members but the only person he'd been able to contact was Stiles. After all Scott's mother had married Sheriff Stilinski five years ago. Stiles had been surprised to hear from Scott after 8 years but Scott knew that even if their friendship was strained that hearing the news of Derek's death from him would be the best. To say Stiles was sad about by Derek's death would be an understatement. He was devastated. After calming down he assured Scott that he could contact Lydia and that the two would be at the funeral. He called later to say he'd be arriving the morning of the funeral and would meet the group there. He'd also said Lydia hadn't decided if she'd be there or not. After telling Danny the news he told Scott he thought he could still get in contact with Ethan and Jackson but they might not come. Finding out Danny was not only an emissary but that he had known Scott was a werewolf well before anyone else was startling. So on the morning of the funeral Scott found himself standing in the middle of the Stilinski household in a borrowed suit that too big and too tight at the same time having a panic attack. He couldn't do this. He could go back to this. "Breathe Scott." His mother's voice rang through his ears. At 46, Melissa McCall-Stilinski didn't look like she had aged a day in ten years. She was dressed in black scrubs. She had a shift at the hospital that she couldn't get out of so she decided to wear the black set in honor of Derek. "Are you going to be able to drive?" She fretted. "Isaac's coming to get me." They hadn't really talked much the past few days but Scott had joined Isaac at all the other funerals and Isaac had offered to come get Scott that morning. Melissa raised an eyebrow but said nothing. "Danny will probably will end up driving." Melissa nodded approvingly and hugged him. "Welcome home honey."
Scott and Isaac entered the graveyard side by side, so close they were nearly touching. Scott immediately pick up on the few cops littering the room. The official story was that Derek had been throwing a surprise baby shower for Braeden when an unknown assailant had entered with a machine gun and machete. Braeden and Malia had hidden in the basement during whole ideal and had no idea what had happened. "I should have known that I'd find you two together." Stiles' voice said from behind them. Scott turned. Time had been good on Stiles. He was fitter than Scott had ever known him to be. His hair was also longer than Scott had ever seen, laying just at the nape of his neck. The two stared at each other before embracing. "Good to see you buddy." He said before releasing him. "I just wish it was under better circumstances." Scott muttered. The three sat with Danny and the Sheriff. The funeral was both overwhelmingly beautiful and overwhelmingly sad. Many people spoke on behalf of the alpha. The most heartbreaking was Braeden. The woman was seven months pregnant and began sobbing halfway through her speech, forcing Malia to usher her away from the podium. At the end everyone was to throw a rose into the grave with the exception of the wolves. They were to throw in a steam of wolf's bane per tradition. Stiles and Danny chose to do so as well. Scott watched as everyone did so and was greeted with his first glimpse of Lydia Martin in eight years. She was as beautiful and fierce as she had been in high school. Her strawberry blonde hair was shoulder length and she was wearing a black two piece suit he was sure was Armani. She stared at the choice between flowers before biting her lip and choosing the wolf's bane. The funeral ended with the throwing of dirt on the grave. The attendees trickled out until only Scott, Isaac, Danny, Stiles, Lydia, Malia and Braeden were left. "Guys-" Scott began but he was cut off. "Can we not do this today? I just buried my husband." Her voice was more broken than Scott had ever heard. "Let's agree to meet at the loft tomorrow at 2?" Malia suggested. The group agreed before disbursing. "Hey Stiles!" Scott ran up to Stiles. "What up man?" His stepbrother asked as he opened the door to his jeep. "You're heading to the house right?" Stiles nodded. "I'm going to make sure Isaac gets home ok. If I'm not home when mom gets home tell her, I'll be back in time for dinner." Stiles smirked and Scott groaned. "We'll see." He laughed.
"Welcome to my lovely home." Isaac said wearily as they entered the apartment. "I think it's great." Scott said as he looked around. His living room had an extremely comfortable looking couch in it along with a familiar chair in it. Scott recognized it as his chair from his old room. His mom must have given it to Isaac. He walked over to the far wall of the apartment. It had pictures of people recognized as Isaac's deceased pack mates and other pictures of Isaac and various unfamiliar children. The one that really caught his attention was one of him, Isaac and Allison. It must have been taken on a pack movie night after the three had fallen asleep. Allison was sprawled across both boy's lap while Isaac had laid his head against Scott's shoulder. Scott's head was leaned against Isaac while his hand was tangled in Allison's hair. "When your mom was selling the house she gave me a bunch of stuff out of it. She gave me that picture too." Isaac explained. "I miss her." Scott murmured. "Me too." Isaac said sadly. "I missed you too." Isaac bit his lip. "I know why you left Scott." He said to Scott's shock. "I was really messed up after you left. Derek was really concerned so he set me up with a psychologist at Eichen House. One who was aware of the supernatural. She helped me get though a lot of issues. She also told me that sometimes for someone broken to heal they need to remove themselves' from the situation." Scott nodded and propped himself on the arm of the couch. "I just… couldn't do it anymore. Everyone always looked to me for what to do and I-I just didn't know what to do anymore. I'd failed. I know we beat the Nazi Werewolf but at what cost?" Scott's voice broke with emotion. "You have to know that no one blames you for what happen right? You made all the right choices Scott but sometimes things happen." Isaac touched his shoulder. Scott leaned forward and kissed him. Isaac eagerly returned the kiss. Scott smiled into the kiss. Isaac still tasted like coffee and peppermint. Isaac pulled away from Scott and leaned his head against his. "After all this time?" He asked hopefully. "Always." Isaac laughed before pulling Scott into another kiss. A few minutes into the kiss Scott began tugging at Isaac's shirt. Isaac pulled away and allowed Scott to pull off his button up and under shirt before doing the same to Scott. He pulled Scott off the couch and lead him into his bedroom, pushing him onto the bed. Scott smiled as Isaac joined him on the bed, kissing fiercely. He flipped Isaac over and began kissing down his body. When he got to Isaac's nipples he grinned, remembering how sensitive they were. He licked one and felt Isaac jerk. "Scott!" He cried out, causing the alpha to smirk and repeat his action. After giving both nipples significant attention he worked his way down to Isaac's waist. He undid the belt and pulled it off. He unbuttoned and unzipped the pants and pulled them of Isaac, leaving the beta in only is boxers. Scott began to pull the boxers down Isaac grabbed his hands. "You-You don't have to do this Scott." Scott smiled and kissed Isaac. "I want too." He pushed Isaac down and returned to his task. He pulled off the boxers to reveal Isaac's already hard cock. Scott licked his lips before leaning over and licking Isaac's head. Isaac cried out but made no move to stop Scott. Scott licked him a few more times before taking him into his mouth, sucking and licking and rubbing the man in all the ways he knew he liked. Isaac moaned and gasped in pleasure, bucking against Scott's mouth. His right hand found its way into Scott's hair, gently guiding his head down the cock. "Sc-Scott I-I'm going to-" Isaac was unable to finish his sentence as Scott doubled his efforts to get him to cum, having now grabbed him balls and taking him even deeper into his mouth. Isaac grained and came. Scott took as much in Isaac's cum in his mouth and swallowed it. He released Isaac and wiped his mouth, smiling softly at Isaac who had a bliss filled smile on his face. "You have to many cloths on." Isaac commented. Scott grinned and quick rid himself of the rest of his cloths as Isaac got a bottle of lube out of his nightstand, tossing it to Scott. Isaac began to flip himself over but Scott pushed him back down. "I want to see you." Isaac smiled and complied. Scott squeezed some lube onto his fingers and gently inserted one into Isaac. Isaac winced as Scott added another finger. After stretching him Scott pulled his fingers and lined up his cock with Isaac's hole. "I love you Isaac." Scott whispered as he entered him. He moved slowly so that Isaac could adjust to him. "I love you too." Scott began to pump harder into Isaac, who moaned. "Faster Scott." He urged and Scott complied, going deeper into him. Both moaned at the feeling. Scott could feel himself getting himself close and gripped the sheets as he rocked into Isaac. "Scott. Scott. Scott." Isaac chanted desperately clawing at his back in an attempt to get him closer. Scott let out a roar and came, filling Isaac with his come. At the feeling Isaac felt himself come against Scott's stomach. Scott pulled out and collapsed against Isaac, who relished in the weight of Scott against him. "That…was…""Amazing." The two laughed. Scott laid his head against Isaac's. "No more running?" Isaac asked, his eyes big and vulnerable. "No more running." Scott promised, kissing the side Isaac's head. Isaac rolled over and got off the bed. "Where are you going?" Scott asked. "I'm going to take a shower. I can't stand the feeling of dry cum. Care to join me?" He sent Scott a saucy grin. Scott felt his cock twitch and jumped up, chasing Isaac into the bathroom.