Authors Note: As usual I am very sorry for the wait. Chapter 13, of course this one would just not want to be written. I hope you enjoy anyway, no smut, the I will make up for it I promise, this is an important chapter in the development of the relationships that will be built, I know I have not really done anything much with the kanima side to the story but that will be coming very soon, I just needed to establish clear relationships first and that took a hell of a lot longer than I anticipated! Oh well, here you go..

Chapter 13.

Apologies.

Scott had had every intention of going to see stiles, he really did. He had planned what he was going to say in his head before Isaac had even left. But what Derek said, what Derek revealed to him as being the truth. What all those weeks ago Derek couldn't put into words. Mates. Mates. It was too much. He couldn't process it properly. It wasn't that he was upset, or even that he wasn't happy about, in all honesty – he was overjoyed. Mates meant that they could both feel it, and judging by what had happened the night before Isaac would not want it not be happy about it and he was Isaac's anchor. Scott understood this now, when Isaac had said it his wolf had rejoiced but he, he had been confused. He was happy to say the least, and his wolf was happy that Scott knew, but he was scared, not just scared; terrified. He knew he felt strongly about Isaac, hell he might even have gone as far to say he loved him, but this, mates, was too much all at once, he knew it would take time. It had to. He needed time. He needed to go slowly with Isaac. The night had been perfect, beautiful, and unbelievable. He had known when he woke up that Isaac was it for him, but now, knowing that he literally had no choice in the matter, tat their wolves were always to be matched and yearning for each other was too much. Even thought he had thought Isaac was it for him, there was always the chance Isaac would leave, or feeling could change, he had thought Allison was it. But obviously not. Feeling could change but this couldn't, this would never change this was forever whither he liked it or not. He did like it, he liked the idea of always being with Isaac but it scared him shitless at the same time, it scared him that he was happy to spend the rest of his life with the boy. He hadn't even come out yet and he was already subconsciously planning a future with Isaac. He had so much going on, he hadn't spoken to Allison in what two weeks outside of school and even there he was always distracted from her, he knew she noticed he could smell the sadness coming off her every time he zoned out not-so-accidently from a conversation. He had to tell her, but shit, stiles. He looked at his phone, it was lunch time, and he had been literally standing in the middle of his kitchen lost in thoughts for at least two hours.

Shit. He had promised Derek he would try with stiles, but Derek had told him to talk to Allison as well, he guessed tat now he knew about the mates that it would be easier to explain to Allison obviously she would be devastated but, him and Isaac, they were natural, and they were made for each other. Like fate. Priorities. Stiles had shouted at him in the car, he had mentioned priorities. Stiles or Isaac. That's what it came down to really. Stiles who had always been there for him, who he loved like the brother he never had. Stiles who was way too smart; who talked way too much; who was way too sarcastic. Stiles who needed him right now. Isaac who made Scott so happy; who Scott's wolf wanted to curl around; who made him feel nothing he had ever felt before. Isaac who without he didn't know what he would do. But, he could se Allison after, stiles needed him now. For the first time, Scott had a plan that might not fail so horrifically as his usual plans. He would go sees tiles, he would talk, he would beg for forgiveness and he would tell him everything about Isaac. Show stiles that he really still trusted him. He would come out to stiles. He knew stiles wouldn't be able to not have some kind of input in that, he knew stiles would tell him to go see Allison. So he would. Allison would be harder; he would have to break it easily. And then after, he would come home, and somehow he just knew Isaac would be waiting for him, he was going to tell him everything, everything he felt, everything he wanted and needed, everything he had done. And then in the morning after his mum had slept, they would tell her, together.

The bike ride to stiles seemed so much shorter than it usually did; he guessed it was because he was so determined, so focused. When he arrived he saw Stiles' fathers cruiser was no where to be seen, he guessed the Sherriff was busy considering someone had been murdered the night before. Good, he could talk to stiles without being heard or having to worry. Letting himself in the front door using the key stiles had given him after he had made himself one for Scott's house, he ran the stairs shouting Stiles name as a warning that he was there. Pushing the door open he found stiles lying on the bed, head propped up against the head board on his pillows, laptop on his knee. He looked so pitiful, he had bags under his eyes and they were bloodshot. He was so pale, paler than usual that is. He strode over to the bed, took the laptop shut it, ignoring stiles protests and placed it carefully on the desk. He then turned and without even speaking pulled his best friend into a deep hug, stiles froze just for a second, before sighing heavily into Scott's neck, burying his head in the taller boys shoulder and hugging back. They stayed like this for minuets, unspoken apologies passing between them. They didn't even need words.

Pulling back Scott looked at his feet ashamed, 'I am so fucking sorry buddy, you have no idea how sorry I am, I will do anything, anything at all to make this up to you. The one time I promised myself I would never forget, the one time I promised myself I would be there for you, and I forgot. I feel like shit stiles, I know that doesn't help like at all, but honestly, I can't stand the idea that I hurt you as bad as I did. Please man, I know, I know that it will be difficult, and I know I need to make up for this and gain your trust back but please just give me another chance, you wont regret it, will,' with a sheepish grin he pauses, 'you probably will, but that's why you love me right batman?'

His friends face was unreadable for a second, the way it got when he was lost in that crazy head of his, before he grinned, genuinely grinned and said 'you used your words dude, I am so proud of you.' And punched him in the arm playfully. Scott knew there and then that it would be fine, between him and stiles, there was no tension, it was like nothing had happened, nothing had changed, and they spent the first hour just chilling and playing video games before Scott got really bored of losing and decided it was time to talk. Then next hour was spent with Stiles on the bed, legs crossed and brows pulled close in concentration, listened to Scott just talk, let everything out. He told him everything, literally everything gory details included which had caused stiles pretend to gag, but Scott could see that he was happy for them. When he told him about the feeling he had been having and Derek telling him that that meant they were mates stiles seemed to get lost for a second, before coming back to reality, Scott ignored it and pinned it to the boys ADHD. By the end Scott was mentally spent. And stiles was being just as Scott had expected. Bossy. 'You have to go see Allison right now. Right now. Scott, I mean it. Come on, scoot, and get outa here.' Scott had done what he was told, getting up and walking down the stairs and our the front door just as Mr Stilinski was arriving home, after a few quick words Scott had excused himself claiming he was in a rush. Which he supposed was kind of true.

Unlike like the ride to Stiles' the ride to Allison's was long and filled with anticipation. He was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't realise he had been standing outside her house for five minuets. He eventually plucked up the courage and knocked on the door. Fortunately for his sanity it was her who came to the door, she looked surprised pleasantly at first, but then she caught his eye, and she looked worried; scared.

'Hey Scott, I didn't expect you, I've not seen you in a while, you could have called' she said with a sheepish grin, she couldn't help herself, this was her Scott.

'yeah sorry, kind of a spur of the moment visit, look can we go inside, somewhere we can talk?' he tried to sound light hearted, but her face just dropped, her eyes filled with sadness, she looked on the brink of tears already. He smile faltered.

'Ehm, yea just head up to my room, I'll get us a soda or something,'

'No its okay, really, come on'

They headed up to her room, which to Scott was still so familiar, this was where had lost he virginity this bed, this room, this girl. He knew inside that she was always going to be special to him, he would always love her, but Isaac was his mate, he needed her to understand that.

'look, I know I have been a really shit boyfriend recently, and I know this is going to be hard, but please just let me talk, you know I am not good with using words, so please just let me get this out,' he pleaded with her. She nodded her head slightly.

'Fuck where do I even start!'

'fro the beginning Scott, whatever it is, obviously, its something you feel I need to know and I am willing to listen start at the beginning'

'Ok, ok. Allison, do you know what mates are? In werewolf terms?' she nodded, 'okay good that saves us time. Look at me, I love you Allison, with all my human heart, its killing me having to do this, but something, something has always been off, my wolf has never accepted you. Never once had he sat easy around you. And I don't know how to explain it any other way. I love you, human me, and I always will, you were my first, my first everything, my first kiss, my first lover, my first love. And you will always, be very special to me Allison. But I can't be with you anymore. Because well, over the last couple of weeks, even since I caught Jackson being a major douche to Isaac, I started feeling things, things I didn't understand and couldn't cope with. And I have been trying to understand them. This is the difference, human me isn't sure about what I want with Isaac, but my wolf my wolf yearns for him, my wolf is happy when he is around. My instincts tell me to touch him, mark him, and make him mine. And it fucking terrifies me. But I have been, not marking him, but protecting him, holding him when he's needed me. I was there you know, when the thing killed him dad, I saw it all. And ever since he can't sleep at all if he isn't with me, it's like he needs me, and I need him, I keep him sane Allison. And well up until earlier today I didn't understand what the fuck was going on. But I talked to Derek, being my alpha, and a born wolf I guessed he would understand, and this is the thing ally, me and Isaac, we are mates. We are supposed to be together, its like nature, like fate' he pauses looking at her, she has tears running down he face, but she is smiling with an understanding. But she looks troubled.

'Scott, there is no such thing as fate'

'There is no such thing as werewolves,' he replies with a cheeky grin he knows she loves.

'I understand, I can see it in your face when you are around him. He makes you happy in ways I never could. I will always love you as well, will always care about you. You mean so much to me and if you being with me isn't where you are supposed to be, and if I don't make you as happy as he dose then I want you to be with him because you mean that much to me. I want you to be happy. To be where you are supposed to be. And I know that this is going to be hard for you, accepting his love and the love you feel for him, at Scott look at me. Do not waste this. That you and Isaac have and are starting is the best thing is the world. Cherish it. Love him like you never loved me, embrace it, and make the most of it. And be happy.' She looks at him and he sees it, the sadness behind her smile, but she is right, and she is smart, and caring, and everything Scott loves in a person. She is just like Isaac, and he knows deep down if human him hadn't accepted him, that Isaac would do the same thing, he would tell him to be with Allison if that is what he wanted. And he juts can't hold it any longer. He cries. He cries into Allison's shoulder, muttering his apologies continuously while she sooths him tells him everything will be fine and he just has to be patient, he has to come to terms with what is happening. And everything will fall into place.

After an hour of crying on both parts, of laughing at how pathetic and girly they are, Scott decided its time he should go, he gives her one last peck before asking, almost begging, 'can we be friends, even if its not yet, but you know ill need someone who cares about me the way you do when it gets hard, because I can see it getting hard, and you know I might need a shoulder to cry on a few more times.'

She smiles brightly at the idea. 'We can sit in, watch movies and eat popcorn, omg you can be my gay best friend! I've always wanted one' she laughs out.

'Omg. Don't remind me, still coming to terms with that, but I have decided I am going to come out to my mum tomorrow, with Isaac.'

'Good for you I am guessing stiles already knows.'

'Of course'

'Bye Scott, ill see you soon.'

'Defiantly'