CHAPTER 11

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Issac's POV

It's been a while since the Matt incident. Everyone has been doing their own thing . Me and Stella haven't talked in like a week or two. She's been busy taking care of her brother and making sure he's ok. Both of the stilinski's have been taking time off from everyone else . On the other hand I've been thinking and taking a break as well , Erica and Boyd have disappeared. During this time , I've been focusing on myself and I'm kinda sorta trying to figure out a cute way to ask Stella to be my girlfriend.

I walk into the building and stand there silently. Animals are freaking out and making lots of noise.

The people I came to see walk out , Scott and the vet.

"It's okay , Issac ." The vet reassured me .

The vet opens the gate to let me in , "we're open."

They were working on this white dog , the dog was hurt and whimpered .

The vet stuck a needle into the dogs back as Scott placed a hand on the dog in comfort .

"Why does it smell like that?"

The vet just chuckled .

"What?"

"Scott said almost the same thing to me a few months ago." The vet mentions.

"One day he could somehow tell the difference between which animals were getting better and which were not ." The vet says.

"He's not getting better , is he ?"

Whimpers came from the dog , it made me sad for some reason seeing it this this.

"Like cancer ?"

"Osteosarcoma." The vet corrects.

"It has a very distinct scent , doesn't it ?" The vet questions me.

"Come here." The vet speaks up.

And I do .

"I know your well aware of what your new abilities can do for you.improved strength , speed , and healing. You ever wonder what it could do for others?" The vet asked me.

"Give me your hand ." The vet reaches out his hand towards me , and I give him my hand.

"Go on." The vet directs me to touch the dog.

I touch the dog and when I do black liquid fills my veins and runs through my hand , "what did I do?"

"You took some of his pain away ." Scott smiled.

"Only a little bit but sometimes a little can make quite a difference." The vet tells me.

Knowing I have this amazing ability to take the pain away makes me emotional . I lift my hand up to my face trying to wipe away the tears and make it not noticeable that I was beginning to cry.

"It's okay , first time he showed me I cried too." Scott slightly chuckled .

A break out in a smile and laugh.

It was now me and Scott in the room , "They're leaving tonight during the game ."

"So , why are you telling me?" Scott asked.

"I'm not telling you , I'm asking you. I'm asking for your advice ."

"From me ? Why?" Scott questioned.

"Because I trust you."

"Why?" Scott looks confused .

"Because you always seem to do the right thing."

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