Chapter 14

"I think you could fall in love with anyone if you saw the parts of them that no one else gets to see. Like if you followed them around invisibly for a day and you saw them crying in their bed at night or singing to themselves as they make a sandwich or even just walking along the street and even if they were really weird and had no friends at school, I think after seeing them at their most vulnerable you wouldn't be able to help falling in love with them." - Unknown

"What should we do with Will?" Isaac asked glancing over his shoulder at the unconscious brunette in the back seat. Her head was hanging limply, her hair falling forward covering her face. If it wasn't for the occasional mumbling sounds she was making you would almost think they were transporting a dead body.

"Take her home I guess. We're gonna have to wait until she wakes up." Scott told Isaac. It was pretty clear that Scott was still very anxious and worried about his mom but was trying to keep it hidden.

They would find her in time. Isaac was sure that they would.

Scott and Isaac lapsed into a comfortable silence that was broken only by the soft incoherent words that Will seemed to be uttering.

"Hey," Isaac said suddenly peering over his shoulder at Will and then at Scott. "Is-is she into Stiles?" He asked hesitantly.

"What?" Scott replied frowning.

Shaking his head Isaac focused his attention on the road. "You know what, this completely the wrong time to ask-"

"Do you like Will?" Scott interrupted raising his eyebrows at Isaac.

"Huh?" He asked glancing at Scott even though he had heard what Scott had asked. "No! no." He defended running one hand through his hair. "It's just they were hugging earlier I just thought she might..." He began to explain gesturing with one hand but trailed off when he realised Scott wasn't listening but rather staring in shock at his phone.

"Oh no..." He muttered as he tapped out a reply before stuffing it in his pocket and turning to face Isaac. "I need you to take me to animal clinic. Stiles and Allison are there." He told him. "Jennifer took Allison's dad."

"What? How?"

"Apparently he just handed himself over." Scott said nervously looking around the car, his worry becoming more noticeable.

"Why would he do that?" Isaac questioned. He really hoped Mr. Argent had a plan.

"I don't know." Scott answered and this time it was him who glanced back at Will. "But Will really needs to wake up soon. We definitely don't have much time now."

Isaac pulled into the driveway and cut the engine. He turned around to look at Will. Her head was no longer hanging down but was resting on her own shoulder instead. Her hair wasn't covering her face either. Her lips were parted slightly and as she breathed a single strand of her hair was being pushed back and forth gently.

Isaac had the sudden urge to lean forward and move the hair out of her face but restrained himself and instead got out of the car and went around to carry Will into the house.

He had Will securely in his arms and had just locked his car when he noticed that the light in Scott's room was on. Figuring that Scott had just forgotten to turn it off Isaac carried Will to the front door.

Pausing just as he was about to put his key in the door Isaac stilled his breathing. He could hear another heartbeat in the house.

As quietly as he could Isaac pushed the door open with his foot. He slowly made his way over to the couch to lay Will down when someone descended the stairs.

The man was quite tall and sporting a suit he also had a badge around his neck that indicated that he was part of the FBI. What exactly were the FBI doing here?

"What are doing?" Isaac asked unaware that he had slowly moved to shield Will from the strangers sight.

"This is my house." He replied stonily.

"I've lived here for a while and I've never seen you before." Isaac replied sarcastically glaring at him. There was just something about him that made Isaac dislike him. It felt almost instinctual.

"Where are Scott and Melissa?" He asked walking over to the dining table and leaning against it crossing his arms.

"I don't know." He lied. Isaac had begun slowly inching sideways to ensure that from his new spot the stranger couldn't see Will.

"Isaac, Scott's my son." The man informed him as he stood up and shoved his hands into his pockets.

"How do you know my name?" Isaac questioned frowning. This was just getting creepy.

"I know-" He paused as Will mumbled loudly from behind Isaac. The man purposefully strode over to Isaac sweeping him out of the way so that he could see what he was trying to hide. "Will? What's wrong with her?"

Will was turning restlessly as she gripped onto a cushion with one hand so hard that her knuckles pressed against her skin in an almost painful looking way. Her lips were moving and occasionally she let out a mumble of words that Isaac couldn't make out.

Scott's dad was about to reach forward but Isaac's hand shot out catching his wrist and holding it almost as tightly as Will was holding the cushion. He looked up in surprise at Isaac as he nearly growled at him. "Don't touch her."

Isaac wasn't actually sure why he had grabbed his wrist. Just the thought of this man touching Will sent a white hot anger searing through him. Although Isaac and Scott had never talked about his dad much, Isaac was more than sure that Scott wouldn't want him here.

The man stood up when he realised that Isaac really wasn't going to let him anywhere near his niece.

Isaac slipped past him and scooped Will up. As soon Isaac had tucked his arms under her legs her grip on the cushion had been released and her lips stopped moving, a more peaceful expression fell over her face.

Skirting around Scott's dad Isaac carried Will up the stairs and into her room locking the door behind him. He carefully manoeuvred around her various book piles almost tripping over a small pile that was half under the bed. When he finally reached the bed he lowered Will onto it lifting her duvet as he did so. He made sure that she was lying comfortably on the bed before he let the duvet drop over her body.

Will had started mumbling again and was turning her head every so often, her arms also beginning to jerk erratically like she was trying to reach out and grab something but couldn't move her arms.

Having no where to sit Isaac had tried sitting in Will's 'reading nook' which was really just a window seat. He was reading one of her books (She had been reading it when she was ill and would not shut up about how great of a book it was.) He practically knew the whole storyline but he had nothing else to do and he didn't want to leave Will alone. (That and he kind of wanted to know why she loved the book so much.)

However, it turned out that Will's reading nook was the most uncomfortable seat he had ever sat in. He wasn't sure how exactly Will managed to sit in it for hours on end. Although, the positions she sat in didn't seem to be that comfortable either so maybe she was just used to being uncomfortable while reading.

Isaac stood up and stretched to try and even out his spine that Will's seat had misaligned. He walked over to the bed wondering why Will had suddenly stopped tossing and turning. She was lead on her back with one of her arms above her head while the other one clutched at her duvet.

Isaac couldn't help himself this time he reached over and moved the hair out of her face his fingers dusting her skin lightly as he did. A shiver ran through Will and Isaac retracted his hand quickly not wanting to wake her.

She turned onto her side and began mumbling again her eyelashes fluttered against her cheeks making it obvious that she was dreaming about something. Her mouth opened and closed like she was trying to say something but couldn't. Isaac watched hesitantly for a few minutes as she tried and failed to form words.

He was starting to get slightly worried when she suddenly relaxed and turned over again. Isaac was about to leave her room to get a drink but stopped in his place when he heard Will mumble.

"Isaac..." It came out as a quiet sigh and had Isaac not had supernatural hearing he probably would have mistaken it for one.

Will couldn't really remember anything much. She remembered feeling like she was floating and all of sudden it was as if she had been dropped from a great height but came to a stop right before hitting the ground.

She could feel something on the back of her neck and her face being tilted upwards. Her eyes flew open and she sat up abruptly. As she did her head collided with something very hard causing her to groan in pain just like the object she had hit was doing.

"Jesus..." Will looked up to see Isaac sat on the bed in front of her with a water bottle in the hand that wasn't clutching his head.

"I just head-butted you." Will stated uselessly, confused as to what was going on.

"Thanks, I hadn't realised." He replied handing her the bottle of water. "Drink this."

Will took a few sips before realising that she was, in actual fact, very thirsty. She downed the rest of the bottled wiping the back of her hand across her mouth once she had finished.

Stopping mid-movement Will remembered what had happened. She remembered the cellar, Melissa, the Sheriff...

She threw the covers off of herself suddenly, surprising Isaac, and climbed out of the bed. Just as she stood up her legs became very wobbly beneath her and she would have collapsed on to the floor had it not been for Isaac catching her by the waist.

"Woah...you've been asleep for nearly two days. It's probably best not to go running as soon as you become conscious." He said, trying to make a joke as she sat back down on the bed. It seemed that Isaac wasn't at all in the mood for jokes though as it came across dry and humourless.

"Two days?! But Scott-Melissa and the Sheriff-" She began rambling throwing her arms around wildly nearly hitting Isaac in the face.

"Just calm down a second." Isaac told her. "Deaton had a plan." Will noticed the small look that flashed across his eyes that looked a bit like panic but also worry.

"Did it work?" She asked looking straight at Isaac who was rubbing the back of his neck nervously.

"We're not sure." He told her finally before daring to look up at her reaction.

"What do you mean?" She asked frowning and moving so that she was sat on her knees.

"Scott, Stiles and Allison had to be surrogate sacrifices-" She looked very alarmed at this news but Isaac continued before she could say anything. "Deaton had a way to bring them back. It's just..." He trailed off and Will frowned.

"Just what?"

"They've been out cold for around 14 hours..." Isaac finished, running a hand through his hair.

A/N:

Sorry for the late update! I have a ton of homework to do and got some new books and time sucks because there isn't enough of it :|

Anywho... Hope this chapter is alright :P

Isaac fan: I was shouting at my tv too! I was so sad that Lydia was with Aiden after she kissed Stiles and everything :( He just can't catch a break can he? I just want someone to hug him. Like, an entire episode of Stiles being cuddled :3 I hope you liked this chapter :D

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