Chapter 9

"To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment." -Ralph Waldo Emerson

"Whoops..." Will muttered as she sent up a cloud of flour. The flour cloud settled creating a thin layer of flour over everything in its path. That included Will's hair, clothes and face.

She was going to have a lot of tidying up to do.

Will reached around her mixing bowl to grab the eggs, noticing as she did that Scott was stood in the doorway grinning.

"I don't know what you're grinning for. You've seen this happen every summer." She stated as she cracked one of the eggs against the side of the bowl. Most of the egg white ended up running down the outside of the bowl, pooling on the kitchen work top.

"I know." He said. "It's just really funny to watch. You're the messiest cook I've ever seen." He laughed watching her as she cracked another egg and the same thing happened again.

"I don't think making cookies qualifies me as a cook. Apart from toast it's the only thing I can make." Will replied smiling.

"Are you going to the hospital?" She asked noticing that Scott had his motorcycle helmet in his hand and was fiddling with his keys in the other.

"Yeah. I'm bringing mom dinner." Scott pulled on his helmet watching as Will spun around in circles with a confused expression on her face as she looked for something. Scott grabbed the packet of chocolate chips sat on the counter in front of him and handed them to her.

"Thanks." She smiled giving Scott a small wave as he headed to the door.

He was nearly out of the front door when he heard a cry of 'damn it' followed by the sound of things falling to the floor. Scott couldn't help smiling as he climbed onto his motorcycle and sped off to the hospital.

"Oh god! Hot! That's hot!" Will cursed to herself as she all but threw the tray of cookies on top the kitchen counter. You'd have thought after doing it time after time she'd remember to use oven gloves to get the cookies out of the oven.

After running her hands under cold water for 10 minutes the pain had lessened but her hands still hurt. She slid the slightly cooler cookies on to a plate taking them out the living room and leaving them on the coffee table. Realising that she leaving a hot plate of cookies on the table would mark it she scrambled to find something to place under the plate. She finally settled on using an old magazine.

Will headed to her room to change and get her stack of Disney movies that she had organised earlier. Movie nights were her absolute favourites. She was hoping that Scott would have stayed. He loved Disney movies more than she did. (He'd deny it if you asked but put him in front of The Little Mermaid and he wouldn't be able to stop himself singing along.)

Will had changed into an oversized white t-shirt that hung off her shoulder and a pair of flannel pj pants. She was dragging her duvet under one arm and had the DVD's balanced precariously in her arms.

Personally, she didn't think she was going to drop the DVD's but when her duvet caught on her bedroom door and she tried yanking on it by digging her elbow into the part of the duvet that was tucked under her arm she changed her mind. On the second yank the DVD's spilled from her arms scattering on the floor. Will sighed, dropped her duvet and fell to the floor to pick up the movies.

She nearly had all of them when the bathroom door opened, sending forward a wave of steam, and Isaac emerged with just a towel slung low around his hips.

At the sight of a nearly naked Isaac Will dropped the movies she had in her hands again and let out a very inhuman sounding noise. She wasn't even sure how she had made it.

"What are you doing?" Isaac asked frowning at Will who was scrambling desperately around on the floor gathering the DVD's that surrounded her whilst trying not to look at Isaac, which was a very hard task in itself.

"I-uh-cookies-" She pointed towards the stairs. "Um-and...uh-movies." She nodded towards the DVD's in her arms and continued stuttering uselessly as she stood up, grabbed her duvet and ran to the stairs dropping a few DVD's as she did and crashing into the wall.

"Holy mother of God." She groaned dropping the DVD's into the arm chair and throwing her duvet on to the couch as she finally reached the living room. She picked up the first movie in the pile and put it into the DVD player before falling face first into her duvet and groaning again.

The familiar noise of the Disney intro hit Will's ears forcing her to turn her head side ways so that she was no longer looking into her duvet but at the Disney castle that was currently on the TV screen.

Reaching for a cookie she sat up and pulled the duvet across her lap. "Oh. I love Mulan!"

"Let's get down to business. To defeat the huns!" Will sang while stood on the sofa doing her impersonation of kung fu moves. She knew the lyrics to almost every song in every Disney movie there was.

She knew she looked like an idiot dancing around with half a cookie in her mouth but she didn't care there wasn't any one to see her.

"We must be swift as a coursing river! With all the power of a great typhoon!" As it neared the end of the song she copied the moves they were doing (badly) finishing by jumping in the air and flopping on to the sofa with a thump. She giggled to herself for a while before sitting up, about to grab another cookie but stopping when she noticed Isaac leaning against the door frame watching her with a smile.

"Please tell me you didn't see any of that." Will gestured wildly with her hands hoping that he had only just got there. His smile told her differently. "Cookie?" She asked holding up the plate in a bad attempt at changing the subject.

"Those were some pretty interesting moves..." Isaac said, moving over to the couch where Will scooted up to make room for him.

"I think you mean amazing." She corrected offering him the plate of cookies. Isaac took a cookie surprised at how good they tasted.

"These are really good." He told Will, who was watching him, making her smile. She turned sideways suddenly sneezing before coughing and letting out a groan as she leaned back into the couch.

"Are you okay? You're not ill are you?" Isaac asked.

Will shook her head, placed the cookies on the table and then returned her attention to the movie.

Mulan was one of her favourite Disney movies (mostly because of Mushu) and she had watched it countless times. She still found it funny each time though and noticed Isaac glancing over at her each time she laughed.

The final credits started to roll and Will stretched her arms over her head before turning to face Isaac. "So?" She asked poking him. She wanted his opinion on the film.

"It was actually quite good." He said stretching too and running a hand through his hair.

Grinning Will reached forward grabbing something from the arm chair before turning back to him and holding out two DVD's. "Tangled or The Lion King?"

It turned out Will was ill. Waking up the next morning with a throbbing head ache, a sore throat and a waste-paper basket full of tissues confirmed it. She had felt fine when watching movies with Isaac last night though.

They had gotten through quite a few movies before Scott and Melissa had returned home. Scott informed them that the evil druid person was going after Healers so he and Isaac kept watch over Melissa in the night just to be safe.

Will turned sideways and buried her face in her pillow. "I feel gross." She murmured into her pillow before sitting up and reaching for the glass of water on her bedside table. As she was mid-sip someone knocked on her bedroom door.

"No. Go away. I'm ill!" She called pulling her duvet over her head.

"Aww." Melissa cooed stepping into her room. When Will realised it was just her she let removed the duvet from over her head. Melissa was obviously checking to see if she was alright. Will was normally up by now.

"No school today, huh?" She asked.

Will shook her head pouting. She really wasn't up for school. She didn't really want to talk much either as her throat was hurting.

"Right. Well, you know where the aspirin is and you have my number if you need me." Melissa told her giving her a small smile before leaving her room and shutting the door behind her.

Will sunk back into her bed closing her eyes and preparing to fall back to sleep. She was in the mid-haze between consciousness and unconsciousness where everything seems fuzzy when she heard someone calling her name. At first she thought it was part of a dream but as the fuzziness faded she realised it wasn't at all.

"Isaac, i'm ill. Go away." She called back not bothering to open her eyes.

She was forced to however when Isaac opened her bedroom door. "I know you're ill. I came to see if you wanted me to get you anything."

"You're late for school." Will stated as she glanced over at her clock. "Really late."

"I'm going to Derek's." He replied. "You want me to pick up some soup or something?"

Soup sounded nice. Really nice. In fact it sounded to Will how water would sound to someone in a desert. Will nodded at Isaac indicating that she did want soup.

"Chicken?" He asked shifting his bag on his shoulder.

"Vegetable please."

With a nod Isaac left her room but not before Will heard him mutter "Who wants vegetable soup when they're ill?" under his breath.

"Me!" Will called after him coughing slightly.

A/N: Sorry that it's another filler chapter. I couldn't find anywhere to write Will into in the next episode. I didn't want her to just suddenly be clinging on to everyone :)

I'm glad you like the ending of the last chapter, I couldn't help not putting it in! :P

Veronica: This is only T rated... I guess we'll just have to see how things go ;D

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