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Chapter Seven: A Perfect Date and a-

WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!

Isaac's P.O.V.

"This is it Lahey,"

I am currently standing outside Sabine's door. Staring at the knocker. Like a freaking weirdo. Sigh. Already here. Three swift knocks.

"Just a second!"

Alrighty. I could hear…five different heart beats? Hm. Okay. The door opened. It was Madeleine and a very tall man. Definitely Sabine's dad. I can tell by the scrutinizing look on his face. It's the same as when Argent caught me and Allison.

"You must be Isaac," he said gruffly. "I'm Mathieu Beaumont, Sabine's father. Come in."

He opened the door wider and I stepped in. Madeleine bumped my shoulder with hers, a big smile on her face.

"Glad to know my threat didn't deter you,"

I shook my head no.

"No. Not tonight Madeleine,"

She giggled and skipped back up the stairs. Valentine was at the top, giving me a small wave and smile. I waved back.

"Come Isaac. Have a seat,"

I listened to the command and took a seat on the couch, directly across from Mister Sabine's Father.

"So what are you doing tonight?" he questioned.

"We're going to the carnival," I answered.

Her dad nodded. His presence was killing me. He was so gruff.

"Alright. I want her back by midnight. No later. Under no circumstance. I'm allowing you to take my daughter out. I expect her to be safe."

I nodded. She'll be completely safe. My control's a million times better (thank you Scott and Mr. Argent) and I won't allow anyone to hurt her. They're going to picking their teeth off the ground.

"Wow. He's hot,"

Sabine's dad and I both looked towards the stairs. A younger Sabine was hanging off the railing.

"Emmanuelle, leave my date alone! He doesn't want you!"

The girl giggled and dunked as something flew passed her head.

"You're just mad that the last guy dumped you for his goal keeper! What? Afraid this one will leave you for your sister?"

I coughed. Pretty sure I wasn't supposed to hear that. Another something flew down the stairs. This time it connected with Emmanuelle's cheek. She hissed and muttered something under her breath.

"Emma, leave your sister alone," Sabine's father scolded. "Sabine! Don't throw things at your sister!"

A group of footsteps pounded on the steps. Madeleine and Valentine stopped.

"Sabine's all ready to-Sabine?"

I guess she was supposed to be behind them. Madeleine held up a finger then took off back up the stairs. A few odd bumping and yelling later, Sabine and Madeleine were downstairs. Madeleine's face was slightly pink.

"Here's your date," she stated, pushing her in front of her. "Isn't she the cutest?"

Sabine was pretty amazing looking.

"You do look great," I complimented.

She smiled and thanked me. After a few more words (and another threat from Madeleine and Sabine's dad), we were out of the house and into the car.

"I'm really excited about tonight," Sabine stated. "Maddie wouldn't tell me where we're going. All she said was that I was going to love it."

"Just a little ride and we'll be there,"

Sabine nodded, twirling a piece of her hair around her finger. A comfortable but slightly awkward silence fell between us.

"Isaac?"

I glanced at her to know I'm listening.

"Do you mind if we just speak English?"

"Sure. Whatever makes you more comfortable,"

Sabine sighed in relief.

"Much better," she replied happily.

Ditto. It's a struggle trying to make sure I don't screw something up.

"Yeah. This is better,"

She giggled.

"I figured. I know you're a native English speaker," she commented. "I didn't want you to have extra pressure to make sure you're speaking correctly."

Damn. Am I that obvious? Maybe I need to go back to Rosetta.

"Maddie looked you up on Facebook," she added.

Oh. Explains her threat about sending me back to the states.

"I figured from your accent. Plus you have a tendency to stumble around with your words. Val thought it was nerves but I know better. It sounds exactly how my dad sounds when he's trying to talk to my mom's parents."

"Your mom's parents are…?"

"American too," she answered. "From Georgia actually."

Oh that's interesting.

"So how did you manage to find yourself here?"

Well…can't exactly tell her why. I see that going well. 'Oh yeah. My girlfriend-maybe- died and her dad and I decided to come here. Then he left me to track down his supposed to be dead sister in California. So yeah.'.

"Just took a trip and decided to stay," I told her. "Really like it here."

Sabine agreed. We chatted a bit more until we got to our destination. When she saw where we were she gasped.

"The carnival!" she exclaimed. "I love the carnival!"

Thanks Madeleine. I got out, then helped Sabine out. She grinned widely and attached herself to my side. Hmm. She smells nice. Like peaches and cinnamon.

"Are you smelling my hair?"

Shit. I pulled my head away. Didn't even realize I was being creepy.

"Sorry,"

A giggled flowed from her.

"It's okay," she responded. "I've been taking a few sniffs from you too."

We shared a laugh as we walked into the entrance. I paid for the unlimited package (Sabine argued for a bit until I told her I'm the one who invited her) then helped her with her bracelet.

"I appreciate it really but that was pretty expensive,"

It was only about sixty Euros, which is literally no skin off my back. Whatsoever.

"So what do you want to do first? Rides? Games?"

"Actually, I would love to scarf down a funnel cake right now," she answered. "Is that okay?"

My stomach answered for me.

"Alrighty then. Funnel cake it is,"

Sabine grasped my hand and walked us over to the food station. She ordered, I paid, and in a few minutes we had a fresh funnel cake staring at us.

"Ladies first,"

I motioned for her to eat. She raised a brow but broke off a piece and popped it in her mouth. I'm going to seem like a huge weirdo but it was one of the hottest non-hot thing I have ever seen in my life. She licked sugar from her lip and I whimpered. Wait. No I didn't. Please tell me she didn't hear me.

"Are you okay? I thought I heard you whine,"

I shook my head yes.

"I'm fine. Great. Fantastic," I rushed out.

Shut up Lahey. I shoved a piece of confection in my mouth. Sabine gave me a look but continued eating. We talked about our interests and other idle chatter while we ate. I learned a lot. Her favorite color is purple, she adores One Direction, she's been friends with Madeleine since birth and with Valentine since primary school. Plus she's allergic to bees and hates tomatoes. Once the cake was all gone, we started to trek around. The first ride we got to was this huge drop tower. Sabine tugged me over and we got in line. I was feeling skeptical. Not a big fan of heights.

"If you get scared…"

Sabine pecked my cheek and laced our fingers together.

"I'm right here to hold your hand," she teased.

I grinned at her and placed a kiss on her knuckles.

"It's a plan,"

The air shifted between us. Before it could cover some territory, it was time for us to get on the ride. We got buckled in and I felt the nerves setting in. The ride started and I reached out for Sabine's hand. She stared at me, a happy look on her face. Yep. I feel this date turning into a second.

"So we've rode all the rides," Sabine said. "What's next Mr. Lahey?"

"Good question Miss Beaumont," I responded. "I do believe some games are in order. I haven't won you anything yet."

Sabine giggled.

"Or I might win you something," she countered.

"When you do, I'll cherish it always,"

A pleased look was on her face. We stopped at a few games here and there, picking up little trinkets. Finally, we stopped at a little water shooting game.

"I will cream you at this," Sabine challenged.

I raised a brow.

"Oh really?"

She patted the seat beside her. Alright we'll see who wins.

"Alright you two. The rules are simple. Hit the target. Get your horse across the finish line the fastest and you win. Got it?"

Sabine and I both nodded, then grabbed the water machine.

"Alright. On your mark. Get set. Go!"

Right off the bat Sabine was kicking my butt. It only took a few moments but the bell rang. I totally lost. Sabine cheered and got a little pony in the process. She thanked the man and handed it to me.

"A pony for the loser," she stated, petting its head.

I chuckled and cuddled it to my chest.

"I love it,"

Sabine gave a curt nod, glee in her eyes.

"You better," she joked. "What're you going to name it?"

Hm. That's a good question.

"Hale McCall,"

Did I really just say that out loud? Yep. Losing it. Sabine pursed her lips.

"That's an interesting name," she said. "It's actually kinda badass. 'I'm Hale McCall, pony detective'. Yeah. That's freaking awesome."

Sigh. Glad she didn't ask about the actual names. Can't explain why I named a pony after both of my Alphas. Something tells me that Scott would like that. Derek, not so much. But eh. Who cares. Not like they're ever going to find out. Sabine broke me out of my thoughts by pointing to a reddish brown wolf hanging from a station.

"Get me that?" she asked, sticking her bottom out cutely.

I couldn't resist her face so we walked over.

"Greetings kids," the man said. "Would you like to play? Rules are simple. Just hit the bottles and knock them all down. You get them all you win a prize. Interested?"

I nodded. Sabine let go of my hand and stepped back. The worker gave me three balls and told me good luck. My first throw was pretty good but there were still bottles up. The second was better. Almost there. That wolf's gonna be Sabine's. I was about to throw the last ball but I stopped. I'm a freaking werewolf. I can add a little power to this. A grin grew on my face. I pulled back and let the ball go. The last four bottles exploded on contact. Sabine and the carnival worker both jumped back in fright. Heh. Whoops. That was a bit too much power. The worker shook it off and turned to me, a slight wide to his eyes.

"Um. Which one do you want?"

I gave him an apologetic look and shrug then pointed to the stuffed animal Sabine wanted. He unclipped it and passed it off to me. Sorry dude.

"You have a good night,"

We said the same and walked away. I heard the man muttering to himself about 'scary super strong boys'.

"Here you are my lady,"

Sabine broke into a cheer when the wolf reached her arms.

"Aw he's so cute! Thank you so much Isaac!"

Sabine shuffled the two animals in her arms and pressed her lips to my cheek. That kiss was definitely longer than the one from before. And not a single complaint from me. Except for my face to stop heating up.

"C'mon Lahey. This date's not over,"

Oh it certainly is not.

"I can honestly say that was the best time I have ever have,"

Sweet. Sabine and I were currently standing on her porch.

"Well I'm glad you had a good time. Tonight was pretty great for me too. Hale McCall, ace pony detective liked tonight too,"

Sabine petted the little pony in my arms on the head.

"Lillian Jasper, attorney at law enjoyed herself as well," Sabine responded, holding the wolf up.

A silence passed between us.

"So is a second date in the works?"

Sabine batted her lashes at me.

"A second date is definitely in the works. But…"

I urged her to go on.

"I'm picking the date,"

Fair enough.

"Alright. It's a deal,"

Sabine gave a curt nod.

"Alright then. Good night Isaac,"

I bade her a goodnight and started down the stairs. I was halfway to my car when I heard her scoff and then her footsteps pounded against the stairs.

"You are not leaving yet,"

She turned me around, grabbed my shirt collar and crashed our lips together. My mind shut down. Oh my God. A hot girl's kissing me. A hot girl is kissing me. Me. Hell yes. Entwining my hands in her hair, I deepened the kiss. She murmured against my lips, loosening her grip on my shirt. We were wrapped up in each other for a while.

"Excuse me Sabine. I suggest you detach yourself from the boy before he loses his hands,"

Sabine pulled away, embarrassment coating the air. She whispered good night, grabbed her wolf, and hurried over to the door, going right beside her father. Who looked like he was going to murder me.

"Goodnight Mister Beaumont,"

He just glared at me.

"Go home Isaac,"

Right. I unlocked my door and hopped in. I wiped my mouth. That was too rad. The radio was playing some upbeat song to match my mood, Hale McCall was in the passenger seat, and I got a second date. Hell yes. The ride back home was quicker than usual. Pulling into the Argent (Lahey-Williams) Residence, I jumped out the car and strolled to the door, eager to tell Artie about my night. When the door opened, the sight made me freak.

"What the HELL?!"

Chapter End.

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