A/N: Thank you to everyone so far for following, favoriting and reviewing. It's been a long wait for another update because I've started up at University again. So I'm guessing that the updates will probably be every 10 days or so, just because my work load is crazy, insane.
Also the chapters will start getting longer hopefully and I'll be putting more storyline and detail into it. Possibly a more of a back story for Georgiana. So yeah! Keep reviewing It's the only way I'll know what you all like and dislike and it'll give me things to work on! Enjoy~
Edit: The chapters (excluding this one) will change to third person. I'm introducing more characters and I really want to include everyone's thoughts and feelings for each situation but they wil shift to individual POV's when it suits better. if that makes sense.

Isaac ushered her away from the house. Her eyes had followed Derek as he waltzed back into the burnt building, not leaving the front door after it had closed shut with a thud.

"C'mon Georgie..." He was tugging at her arm as she refused to move. Initially she hadn't liked Derek and being honest with herself she still didn't like him, at all, and she was going to refuse to let this be the end of their first meeting. She stared up at the decimated house, trying to will herself to walk forwards, her feet refusing to obey her request. Isaac was still tugging at her arm though and she turned slowly to face him. In the thin light of the twilight, the rays of the moon landed across his face, his blue eyes were desperate, forehead crinkled and mouth pulled tight. She sighed as her eyes stayed fixed on him.

"How was that for a fucking introduction?"

His eyebrows raised as he let his hand drop to his side. The only noise came from the leaves moving under his shuffling feet. "He's been really good to me, Georgie. He's my only family, the pack are the only family I have." She uncontrollably took a sharp intake of breath as her eyes fell towards his feet, the cool air suddenly becoming uncomfortably heavy around their two bodies. Before she could wave it away, Isaac had noticed. "You're my family too, George." He sputtered. She smiled sweetly at Isaac's new nickname for her.

Her shoulder raised slightly into a tense shrug, quietly she muttered to herself, letting the words drop casually from her lips, "I know how you feel." She admitted that even though she wanted to act like she didn't care about his statement, it had hurt her slightly. It had actually hurt a lot. She had grown to like Isaac over the past few months and she really truly cared for him. He was her pack, her family, she had made that realization a long time ago. A hole had been filled within her, as she realized that she wasn't on her own anymore. Hearing him say those words, that 'they' were his only family, caused a tear in the emptiness that Isaac had filled.

"Go home Isaac..." She mumbled it under her breath, Isaac's sensitive ears barely being able to hear the words concisely.

"Georgie, don't be like this, you know what I meant..." she saw his feet move closer towards him and her head snapped up towards his face, her eyes hard and mouth pulled tight. She let her face relax and her eyes shifted towards the house. Taking a slow, drawn breath, she smiled up at her brother.

"I'm fine Isaac. Trust me when I say this, I understand how you feel, but I want you to go home now." Her eyes were pleading with him. He froze as he didn't know how to react. They had never had a misunderstanding as serious as this, they hadn't even argued at all before tonight. He tried analyzing her face, trying to pick up on an emotion that she was attempting to hide. Both blue eyes narrowed towards each other as silence fell between them. She was stubborn, Isaac could sense that.

"I'll take you home," Slowly she closed her eyes and Isaac could hear her breathing low and heavy.

"I said go home. I can find my own way. Just leave." She could sense that Isaac wasn't relenting and she opened her blue eyes to see him advancing towards her, the crunch of leaves barely audible below his soft footfalls, "I SAID LEAVE, ISAAC, JUST-." Her fingers twisted into fists violently as she raised her shoulders. Isaac flinched back, fear falling across his face. She knew about her father, their father. How abysmally he had treated his 'claimed' children and she regretted raising her voice to him. Taking a deep breath, she tracked his movements as he retreated back, his eyes were now pleading with her, those gorgeous icy-blue eyes pulled wide.

"Leave...," she whispered, knowing he would hear her. She turned away from him, facing the house once again and kicked the twigs and leaves that had piled against her feet. Looking behind her, Isaac had vanished. She took deep breath as she turned and made her way up to the house.

The door creaked as she opened it. Standing in the doorway she knew that he would come to her. She hoped he would come to her.

"You should have left with Isaac." Her head bolted to the top of the crumbling staircase in front of her. Derek stood with his arms clenched across his chest, a scowl forming on his chest.

Her eyes bored into his as they stood in the silence. "No." His eyebrows raised in surprise and she smirked at him. She shook her head, "Tsk, tsk, Derek. I'm a guest in your..." Her eyes flickered around, taking in her surroundings, "humble abode..." As she turned her head to look up at the stair case her vision was obscured by his chest.

"I want you to leave. Go home to Isaac."

She glared up at him, their eyes meeting again as he cocked his head to the side, "No." She wasn't going to give up and she wasn't going anywhere. Folding her arms across her chest she mimicked his pose. "Isaac brings me here. To meet his family," she spat out the words forcefully, grimacing, "and all you can fucking do is shake my hand and walk away." They both stood, holding their ground unrelentingly. The only noise that filled the silent air was their breathing.

Red started seeping into his grey eyes, his breathing becoming heavier as time passed. "What are you trying to do Derek? Scare me away so you don't have to deal with one of the consequences of turning a teenager into a monster?" His eyebrow raised in response and the glowing red disappeared from his eyes. She scoffed at him, slowly lowering her arms and moving around him. She was surrounded by the charred remains of the decrepit house, taking small steps, she walked behind Derek and turned around to face him again, anger rising through her as he remained silent. She kicked a beam that lay across the stairwell, stretching out beside her.

Turning around, Derek looked at her in surprise, his hands lowering to his sides, relaxing. She stared at him again, still angry, her voice raised, "Well? Any words of regret from the big, bad werewolf? Or are you still going for the stoic look that worked wonders for you outside." She rolled eyes sarcastically and continued to smirk up at him.

Suddenly her body was thrown against a wall, Derek pressing his body against hers. A piece of scorched plywood crumbled under her back, her body literally sinking further into the wall. Her eyes shifted up towards his as he glared down at her. His mouth was pulled into a large grimace and she knew she had pissed him off, smiling into a menacing grin. Her feet had been pulled off the ground, Derek supporting her weight as he gripped her by the shoulders.

"I'm not afraid of you." She half whispered. Georgie had wanted to sound more convincing then that, whispering showed fear, wether he was attuned to that fact or not. They remained motionless, she wouldn't fight back, she didn't feel the need to fight back.

"You should be." Her feet dropped to the ground with a thud that echoed through the house, Derek disappearing from her vision. She had crouched onto the ground as she dropped, lessening the impact of the weight crashing onto her legs. Standing up she looked around her and listened. The air was still and silent, she could hear crickets chirping behind the exterior walls. "Look you fucker! I'm not leaving here until I get a few answers! I'm not fucking leaving and you know it!" She huffed and kicked at the beam, lying still across the staircase.

She sat down on the staircase, her elbows resting on her knees and her forehead placed on the base of her palms. She listened to her own breathing, slow, steady and deep. There was no other sound. Almost an hour had past by and she remained in the same position. No sounds penetrated the house aside from the wind and the endless chirping of crickets. Closing her eyes and almost whispering to herself she took a deep breath, "I have no family. My brother is a werewolf, his life has been in danger more times then I can count and I can't do anything about it." She could feel her eyes well up and her breathing slowed, her eyelids dipped closed as she tried to steady herself. "I cannot protect my brother, my only family and that is out of my control." She could feel her mind starting to wander into the recesses of her mind. She started to feel a heaviness in her chest, just as she had in foster care, the darkest moments of her life and her chest heaved slightly as the dark thoughts ebbed within her mind. "I don't have anyone else, everyone is gone and I don't have anyone. Isaac-" her voice hitched, "I'm going to lose him and I won't be able to stop it. I'm fucking useless. Fuck." Her voice hitched again on the last word as she heard the front door creak open. Her head bolted upright as her hands fell onto her knees.

"Georgie..." Isaac stood in the doorway, his hands limp and his mouth pulled into a sad smile. She stared at him from the bottom of the stairs as she saw his blue eyes water.

Georgie didn't know what to say. She was, for once in her life, lost for words. She opened her mouth to quip at him but nothing happened. She stammered for a bit before she was whisked off the charred step, into Isaac's arms. Her chin nestled into his neck as his face pressed into her dark hair. Shellshocked, her arms lay limp at her sides.

"You're not going to lose me. I promise. We have each other. Me and You. You and I. You don't need to protect me George..." She couldn't help but pull a slight smile as the new nickname slipped out of his lips for the second time. "I'm okay, we're okay. We- will- be- okay."

Isaac pulled her back just as quickly as he had pulled her from the staircase. Stepping forward and ushering her behind his back. Confused, she looked up at the back of Isaac's neck. He body grew taught as her eyes shifted to the figure standing once again a the top of the staircase.