Anchor

Chapter 6

It had been two days since Scott had heard or seen anything of Isaac, two whole days. He had been to Deaton's clinic but the place was locked down, his keys didn't even work when he had tried to use them.

Scott sat in front of his bed and dropped his head into his hands, releasing a groan of pure frustration. He looked back to his bed and thought how simple and easy it had been that first night Isaac had stayed and shared his bed. Scott released another growl of anguish. He blamed himself for everything that had happened, he still felt like he was going to have to fix this somehow. Both Stiles and Allison had been texting Scott over the two days but he wasn't in the right frame of mind to answer back, all that plagued his mind was that anybody he ever gets close to ends up hurt because of him. Scott reached over and grabbed a pillow from his bed, it still had Isaac's scent all over it, he breathed it in, expecting some sort of comfort from doing so, but all it did was cause more frustration within him.

Scott had been so wrapped up in his own self pity, that he had never heard the car pull into the drive-way, but he did hear the front door slam shut.

"Mom. Is that you?" There was no reply, but he could hear someone coming up the stairs. He listened closer, realising that the footsteps were to heavy to be his mom's. He sharply threw open his bedroom door. Scott jumped from the shock of someone being stood in the doorway as he opened it. It was Isaac, for a moment Scott couldn't believe his eyes. Part of him was almost convinced that he was never going to see that beautiful smile again, but here it was here, stood directly in front of him. Scott's expression shifted from shock to just having a smirk take over his face. He was so relieved.

"You going to let me come in Scott or you just gonna stand there grinning at me?" Scott suddenly realised that he was blocking the way and looking very gormless.

"Oh god. Sorry." Scott rushed to Isaac's side so that he could help him other to the bed to sit down.

"Scott, you don't have to help me I'm fine!" Isaac lifted his top up to prove to Scott that he was fully healed "I don't know what Dr. D did but, he says he gave me some herbs and some other stuff to help the Alpha wounds heal faster." Scott was stunned, there was no marks at all. He placed his fingertips against where Aidan had punched a hole into Isaac's chest. Isaac flinched backwards

"Does it hurt?" Scott questioned as he looked up into Isaac's big blue eyes.

"No. Your hands are freezing" He replied while trying not to laugh.

Isaac pulled away from Scott, breaking Scott's touch to his chest. He moved around him and sat down on the bed and waited for Scott to join him. He pushed a lock of his curly hair back and smiled at Scott again. That's when he realised that Scott was no longer smiling with him. Instead Scott was just staring at the ground, his face looked full of sadness. Isaac extended his arm and wrapped it around Scott's back.

"What's wrong?" He whispered. Scott's attention remained on the floor.

"Its all my fault" Isaac didn't quite understand at first, how could Scott be blaming himself when it was nobody's fault other than Isaac's for not reacting quicker. Only Scott could blame himself for something that was out of his control.

"How'd you figure that one then?" Isaac was still smiling, Scott looked up and made contact with Isaac's eyes. Scott was actually crying over this, Isaac tightened his grip around Scott's waist.

"If I hadn't have been so selfish. If I had just, If I could just.." Scott struggled over his sentence, he still couldn't admit out loud how he felt about the guy that was sat right next to him. The guy he had almost lost because of his selfishness.

Scott looked up again from the floor and into Isaac's blue eyes.

"If I had been faster, I could have been there for you." He finally managed to speak after an awkward silence. He couldn't understand how Isaac was being so understanding about all this. Why wasn't he lashing out about it or blaming Scott in any way. He was simply just holding him, still smiling. It made no sense.

"It wasn't your fault Scott" Isaac took a deep breath, letting go of Scott's waist and leaning backwards on the bed so he was looking at the ceiling "it was mine. I lost focus for a second when I seen that you had kicked Ethan's arse and I guess Aidan took advantage, considering he's an Alpha I did pretty well to last as long as I did" Scott mimicked Isaac by leaning back, he did so in a very subtle way that their hands were almost touching, he was close enough to feel the heat coming from his hand but not close enough to be actually touching it. He sighed wishing it was easier to just be a man about it and grab Isaac's hand. It could be so simple if Scott just stopped thinking and over analysing everything. "you know that's your problem McCall" Scott spun his head to the right to look at Isaac, who was now looking right at him "your such a martyr"

"Do you even know what a martyr is?" Scott was smiling once again, Isaac had managed to almost snap him out of his self pity

"Yeah says in the dictionary a Martyr is another name for Scott McCall" Isaac began laughing at his own joke, which made Scott a little angry so he grabbed his pillow and threw it in Isaac's face. This then lead into a pretend fight between the two men. Isaac made a few digs into Scott's side, as Scott tried to get the upper hand by grabbing onto Isaac and pushing him backwards off the bed. Isaac, as he started to lose his balance, managed to grab hold of Scott spinning them around as Scott hit the floor first and Isaac landed on top of him. They both lay on the floor laughing for a while, until Isaac lifted his head and was face to face with Scott.

Isaac stared deep into Scott's brown eyes as they both panted for breath. He could feel both of Scott's hands holding onto his waist. The stare between the two was becoming intense, neither one saying a word, just desperately trying to catch breath. A million thoughts crossed Isaac's mind in that moment though all of which told him, to follow his instincts

Scott managed to wriggle one of his arms free without interrupting the silence, he reached up and brushed aside one of Isaac's loose curls of hair, stroking Isaac's cheek as he moved his arm back down. Isaac smiled, then his smile shifted into an evil grin as he grabbed Scott's wrists and pinned him to the floor.

"Hey what you.." Before Scott could finish his sentence Isaac had pressed his lips against Scott's and with some force, so that Scott bounced the back of his head off the floor. Scott couldn't help but smile as this happened though, he had been dreaming about it for the past few days and now it was actually happening.

The kiss seemed to last forever neither one of them willing to break their hold on the other. Scott pushed back against Isaac, so that they rolled on the floor again causing Scott to be on top now. Scott pulled away briefly to catch his breath and to look down at Isaac's beautiful smiling face. He pressed his lips against Isaac's again. He had never felt like this before. It was almost as if the only way he was staying alive was by being one with Isaac, as though they were sharing their last breath. He's train of thought was rudely interrupted by the front door slamming shut.

"Scott. Isaac. Are you boys home?" Scott leapt backwards off Isaac, pushing his hair back into place and straightening out his now twisted clothes. Isaac had almost the same reaction.

Ms. McCall appeared at the bedroom door way and smiled as soon as she saw Isaac sat on Scott's desk chair. She walked over and gave him a gentle hug.

"I went to pick you up from Dr. Deaton's but he said you had already left. I thought you might have made your way back here"

"Urm yeah, I kind of needed to stretch my legs" She looked at Scott, who was being surprisingly UN-Scott like and was picking up all the junk that lay around his room

"Is that a wolf thing? Survive death, go for a jog?" Scott sniggered at his mom's remark

"No that's just an Isaac thing I think" His mom turned back around to walk out the door

"Well I'm glad to see your OK Isaac. Me and Scott sorted out the spare room for you while you were recovering so you can officially move all your things in there, rather than have to share this germ pit with Scott for another night" Scott looked up to glare at his mom as he picked up a plate and a glass that must have been hidden under his bed for a couple of days at least "I'm going to go and get started on dinner, see you boys downstairs in say half hour" with that Melissa McCall made her way back downstairs.

Isaac stood up from the desk chair and made his way to where Scott had thrown his bags of clothing.

"Do you need a hand?" Scott asked already making his way over to Isaac things and grabbing a bag. Isaac just smiled at him. They made their way next door to the spare room and Isaac rested his bags against the chest of draws.

"I'll sort all of this out after dinner I think" He sat down on the bed, staring at Scott, nothing could get rid of his smile after what had just happened.

"I'll give you a hand, we can drag my TV through and watch a film while we sort it all out, if you want?" While Scott had been talking, Isaac suddenly remember what he had bought for Scott at the mall. He reached into his jacket pocket and pulled out a slightly beaten jewellery box

Scott looked down at Isaac as he presented him with the beaten jewellery box.

"What's this?"

"I got it for you, the day at the mall" Scott reached down and grabbed the box from Isaac and carefully opened it. Inside was a necklace made of black lace that had an anchor attached to it. Scott sat down next to Isaac and placed his hand on top of Isaac's. He noticed the anchor had the letters S and M carved into it.

"S and M?"

"As in Scott McCall" Scott suddenly felt extremely stupid for not recognising his own initials "It kind of represents the way I feel about you. Sounds dumb I know. But when everything is going to hell I always wonder, what would Scott do. You always seem to know what the right thing to do is and you even seem to keep your cool when everything is falling apart. I want to be like that. Even just thinking about all that, it gives me something to hold on to, something to keep me grounded. Your my anchor Scott"

There were no words that Scott could think of that could even begin to say how he felt after Isaac's little speech, instead he let Isaac put the necklace on him and then kissed him on the cheek, gripping his hand the whole time. He smiled as he pulled back from kissing Isaac on the cheek, which caused a chain reaction making Isaac also flash his most cheesy grin. He leaned forward to kiss Scott on the lips again

"Boys dinner" Ms. McCall shouted up the stairs. Instead of making contact with Scott's lips, Isaac gently hit his head off of Scott's thigh.

"To be continued?" Scott asked, as he lifted Isaac's head back up to look into his big blue eyes once more

"Definitely" he replied

"We'll grab dinner quick, make a start on sorting your new room out and then we can not watch a movie" Scott smirked again, as he stood up and made his way downstairs.

Isaac sighed as he stood up and took a look around his new home. Everything was still so confusing but he wasn't really thinking to far ahead to let it be an issue, he was happy for the first time in a very long time. He had finally found somewhere he belonged. Somewhere he could call home.