Sorry for the delay! Here's the next chapter. And hopefully will get another up by New Year's. Teen Wolf is not owned by me.
"After all, if you do not resist the apparently inevitable, you will never know how inevitable the inevitable was." - Terry Eagleton, Why Marx Was Right
Isaac and Scott stood next to the weights during their last period together. Since Lacrosse didn't start until spring so the fall they were required to take training and conditioning until the spring semester.
As the boys loaded weights onto the bar, Isaac sought Scott's advice. "So how do I get her to back off? She's…shit, I don't know what she is. Crazy, maybe? If she's not, I'm going to be because she's driving me that way. I've known her for less than 24-hours and I've been tempted to go psychotic werewolf on her at least once every hour she's been around."
Isaac slid under the bar and began to pump the weights. Scott pretended to spot the other werewolf.
"I don't know. She seems harmless enough." His eyes grew distant as he thought about it. "Maybe she's just coping or something with moving to a new place. Have you tried talking to her?"
He stared up at Scott his eyes widening in surprise as he growled under his breath. "How did you miss this during study hall? I told her she was nice, but that I wasn't interested. She smiled patronizingly, patted my hand, and said, 'resistance is futile, but it was cute how I kept trying.' Then, she went back to talking to Allison and Lydia about going shopping or something."
"That was because Scott only had eyes for Allison," Stiles said. The two werewolves stopped what they were doing as the other boy walked up.
Turning to Scott, Isaac's face twisted in disbelief. "She broke up with you months ago. How long are you going to stay hung up on her?"
"Probably until she changes her mind or pigs fly. Whichever comes first."
Scott glared at his best friend before changing the subject. "Where have you been?"
"Oh, just visiting the office, and snooping in Isaac's girlfriend's file," Stiles said. He pulled the file from behind his back. Isaac snarled at the girlfriend comment. Stiles flipped open the file in response. "She's 16. Born on December 21. Huh, that's ironic, since it's the first day of winter. Although, it has to suck for presents." He stopped speaking as he read the file.
"How did you get her record?" Isaac asked.
"Harris sent me to the office for hanging outside the AP Biology class."
"Why were you outside the AP Biology class?"
"Waiting on Lydia. Her middle name is 'era'? Ay-ruh? E. I. R. A. Not sure how to say that. Apparently, Frost is her legal guardian."
"Wait a minute, why were you waiting on Lydia?" Isaac asked.
"Didn't you know? Stiles has a ten year plan to win Lydia's heart," Scott answered throwing a towel at his best friend.
Isaac rolled his eyes. "You two are ridiculous."
Scott and Stiles shared a look. "Resistance is futile." Isaac picked up the towel Scott has thrown at Stiles rolled it up and popped it at the two boys who moved out of the way laughing.
"Can I drive your car?"
"No."
"Why not?"
"Because I've been in a car with you."
"Four years ago. And?"
"You're not driving my car."
"Please?"
"No."
"With sugar on top."
"No."
"I'll have to share the story when Snow dropped the magic dust on you and…"
"Fine, you can drive my car."
"Is that Frost driving Derek's car?" Stiles asked as he waited with Isaac and Scott outside the school by his jeep.
"He never lets me drive his car," Isaac said.
"He let Scott last year when we were trying to stop Peter."
"It was a diversion. And Derek went on for an hour with this really graphic explanation of what he would do to my insides if I got a single scratch on it."
"Leverage. Frost has leverage," Snow supplied as she joined them at the jeep. Surprisingly, she didn't manhandle Isaac who was leaning against it. Frost parked the car next to Stiles jeep.
"So Frost has Derek by the balls?" Stiles smiled evilly. "I'd like to have him by the balls."
"I heard that." Derek glared at Stiles in annoyance as he got out of the passenger side.
"Who has who by the balls?" Frost grinned conspiratorially.
"Derek's balls. You have them. Stiles wants them." Snow's eyes danced with mischief despite the fact she stated the facts without any emotion.
"Huh," Frost turned and raked her eyes up and down Derek's body. "Derek's balls are very popular."
The alpha werewolf met Frost's eyes. Annoyance covered his face. "Standing right here."
"By all means, feel free to chime in. They are your balls."
"We are not discussing my balls. We are discussing Gerard." The words came out of clipped and short.
"Oh, do you know a lot about Gerard's balls?" Frost barely finished speaking before laughter slipped out.
The teens watched the two adults oddly fascinated by Derek's response to Frost's teasing. Stiles grabbed Scott's arm excitedly. "It's like watching my every fantasy come true."
Scott laughed. "So far today you've confessed to dreaming about Derek, wanting his balls, and now to fantasizing about him."
"What can I say I'm attracted to the lingering sense of impending death that hangs around his werewolf ass?"
"Wanna-be! Stiles has a man crush on you!" Snow giggled delightedly. Derek ignored her in favor of glaring at the still laughing Frost.
Isaac turned to Snow an expression of curiosity on his face. "Why do you call him, wanna-be?"
Her whole face lit up with a smile, but Isaac knew he was in trouble when her eyes twinkled. "How about you take me out on a date Friday night? I'll tell you all about it."
"Maybe I don't want to know that badly."
"Maybe you protest too much."
"Maybe you don't take a hint."
"Then, you shouldn't be subtle."
"I already tried not being subtle."
"Oh, was that what study hall was?"
"Yes, damnit. I don't want to go out with you."
"Uh-huh. Sure you don't. Resist..mumph." Isaac slapped his hand across Snow's mouth pulling her close.
Their argument attracted the attention of the rest of the group. "When I did that she kicked me."
"I can kick you." Frost's lips twitched. "In the balls."
"Maybe we should just get started." The alpha werewolf sighed in defeat. He informed them that they were going to meet up at Dr. Deaton's office and everyone piled into vehicles. To the frustration of Isaac and the joy of Snow, Isaac and Snow ended up in the back of Derek's car. Frost tossed Derek back his keys before they left with a comment about Derek regaining his manhood.
On the trip to Deaton's office, Snow filled in Derek and Frost on her day. When she was quite for a moment, Isaac asked, "Is she always liked this?"
"Yes," Frost, Snow, & Derek answered in unison.
Allison entered the house. "Dad?" She opened the door of the study to find her father on the computer.
Chris looked up and smiled half-heartedly at his daughter. "Good, you're home."
Allison gave her dad a side hug as she rounded the desk. Her mother's death and the events that followed it had brought them closer. "What's wrong?"
"Your great-aunt called."
"I have a great-aunt?"
"Yes, Giselle is Gerard's sister. She called to inform us that something other than werewolves may be in Beacon Hills."
"Like the kanima?"
"No." Chris pushed back from the chair and walked towards the kitchen.
"Dad, whatever it is, I can handle it."
"I know." Chris sighed and ran a hand through his hair as he looked away from Allison. "The Fae."
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