Chapter Five is here! I hoped you guys are enjoying it so far. In this chap's flashback we get to see a little more about Scott and Isaac's when it was just beginning and how their relationship works. You guys also get to see the return of Avery this chapter. I really like where I'm going with her so even though kind of comes off as a bitch in this chapter just wait before you decided to hate her. Enjoy and remember to review!
"Why couldn't we have done this during school hours?" Isaac hissed as Scott opened the window of the library. "It's more fun this way." Scott whispered as he climbed into the window, pulling Isaac in after him. The two tipped toed up the stair to the shelf that the pack had written their initials. Scott pulled the books off the shelf to reveal where his initials were. Isaac traced the AA under them. "Does it still hurt you?" He asked. Scott nodded. "Every day feels like a little piece of me is missing." Isaac stared at him before fiercely kissing him. "Me too." He said as he pulled away. Scott smiled sadly before handing Isaac a black marker. Isaac wrote an IL next to the AA, under Scott's. He paused before drawing a heart around the three. "Now can we go? If you let us leave I'll blow you in your car." Scott blushed furiously but complied.
Scott woke the next morning to the smell of bacon. He looked over at Isaac, who was curled into a ball asleep. After their shower the two decided to head back to the Stilinski household for dinner. It was late by the time they finished and Melissa insisted it was too late for Isaac to drive home and insisted he stay there. Scott slid out of bed and pulled on a shirt and pants. He quietly made his way downstairs only to find Avery Ryan sitting at the dining room table. "Avery? What are you doing here?" He asked. "Oh I don't know maybe it's because you took off without telling me and didn't call or text me for like a week and I got worried." The woman said sarcastically, obviously pissed. Scott looked down, guilt hitting him like freight train. "I mean what the fuck Scott? I thought that dude had like kidnapped you away to his sex dungeon or something so I tracked your phone to Beacon Hills, the last fucking place on the planet you'd want to be." She explained with distaste. "An old friend of mine died a couple of days ago. I was helping his wife make arrangements." Avery's expression softened for about half a second before she punched Scott. "You could have left a note or something. Or even called me dude." She raged. "I know. I know." Scott said. Avery rolled her eyes. "Whatever. So when are we leaving? I have a date tonight and you start your new job Monday." She asked. Scott grimaced. "I'm moving here?" He said. "What?!" She screeched. "Well if everyone wasn't awake they are now." Melissa said as she entered the room with a plate of bacon and a plate of pancakes that she put on the table. Avery shrunk back. "Sorry Mrs. Stilinski." She said bashfully. Melissa laughed. "Don't worry sweetie. The screaming is nothing new in this household." As if on que there was a loud screech and crash that was almost immediately followed by a roar of laughter. Stiles walked into the room grumbling, followed closely by Isaac, who was still laughing. Stiles brightened at the sight of the bacon and pancakes. "Thanks mom!" He said as kissed her cheek. "Your welcome Stiles." She said warmly. Stiles turned to Avery and raised an eyebrow. "And you are?" He asked. "Avery Ryan aka your dream come true." Avery purred, running a hand of Stiles' chest. Stiles backed away, clearly uncomfortable with the being hit on. Scott laughed. It was nice to see something never changed. John Stilinski was the last to enter the room. He stared at Avery for a minute for sighing. "Welcome to the family." He said in resignation. Avery looked at Scott in confusion. Scott shrugged and sat next to Isaac.
After breakfast Isaac left, having a few errands to run before the meeting that evening. Sheriff Stilinski and Melissa also left for their respective jobs, leaving Stiles, Scott and Avery alone in the house. Of course the first thing Scott and Stiles did was start up the Xbox and start up COD. "So… what has made you decide to move here after years of saying you'd never move back?" Avery asked as she killed Scott and Stiles with head shots like the noobs they were. "I… Me and Isaac are back together." Scott blurted out. Stiles made a groan. "Of course you guys are." He said as if everyone knew already. "So your moving back to the middle of nowhere to chase some guy's dick? I call bull shit. You were really excited to go to work for South Davis." She said angrily. "My old mentor offered to let me work for him. He's traveling right now so I'm taking over his clients till he comes back." Scott explained. "And? You couldn't stop talking about South Davis for weeks. Then tall, blonde and handsome shows up and all that goes to shit. Something is going on Scott." Avery said. "Drop it Avery." Scott snapped. The blonde huffed and crossed her arms. "Bitch." She huffed and Stiles snorted.
Scott and Stiles arrived at the loft about ten minutes early. Avery had left Scott's short after their argument, saying she could stand to look at his face without wanting to punch it. Stiles and Scott had goofed around the rest of the day goofing off and catching up. As it turned out Stiles ended up with a BA in Criminology and no idea how to use it. The past few years he'd been working as a private investigator. "I'm thinking of applying to be a deputy here." He had confessed. Scott had in turned confessed that he was kind of glad to be moving back. He was kind of excited to be taking over Deaton's for a while. The two entered the loft to find Isaac and Malia were already there. Malia caught Stiles' eye and sent him a kind smile. The two had broken up years ago but had remained good friends. Scott threw himself on the couch with Isaac, laying his head in Isaac's lap. "Where's Braeden?" Scott asked. "She left last night going to her parents. I was finally able to convince her that she'd be safer there until we figured out what was going on." Malia said. "What was she planning on doing before?" Stiles asked. Malia shrugged. "Shot till someone dies." Stiles nodded his nodded his head. "Sounds like her." The group laughed. The door to the loft opened and Danny and Lydia walked in. "So what's going on?" Lydia asked. Scott sighed and stood. "I asked you guys here today because I need your help. We think that someone tricked the hunters into attacking the Hale house and when the hunters failed to kill Derek that same person killed Derek. We need to figure out what is happening." Scott explained. "No." Lydia said shortly. "Lydia…" Stiles said grabbing her hand. "No!" She screeched snatching her hand out of his. "No! He can't just expect us to up root our lives to get back into this-this mess again!" She screamed. "You feel something don't you?" Scott asked suddenly. Lydia froze. "You feel something coming. Something terrible. Something so terrible that it is terrifying you." Scott accused. Lydia opened her mouth to say something but just nodded as tears started to stream down her face. "I once swore to you that if you got me the time I'd do something about it. Well Lydia the only way I can do that is if you stay. I know I sound like a hypocrite but I know I did the right thing for myself at the time. Can you really say that the right thing to do for yourself is to leave?" Lydia took a step back. "I hadn't screamed in eight years. No feelings. Nothing. And then five days ago I was doing a residency interview and I just started screaming and crying and freaking out. They had to sedate me Scott. I'm lucky they didn't lock me up. I'm not that person anymore." Lydia stormed out, leaving the loft in silence. "Well," Isaac said breaking the silence, "that went exactly the way we thought it would."