The Sun and the Moon

Hard conversation/ Theo's scent

Isaac's POV

After Liam was brought in, I watched Theo place his hand on Liam's stomach.

His eyes went wide a moment later as he looked at Deaton, confirming both their suspensions for whatever they had been talking about.

I figured he'd want privacy though, so I turned to Scott, grabbing his hand to gain his attention. "What now?"

He looked at me, sighing out heavily in thought before shrugging. "For now, we go home, get some sleep...then track down these hunters tomorrow."

He put his hand on my cheek, silently asking if I was okay. When I nodded, he smiled, leaning forehead to kiss my cheek.

When he pulled away though, he was frowning. I bite my lip, looking away and trying to act like I really was okay.

Scott's hand came up to my cheek and when I looked back at him, his eyes were filled with worry. "Isaac, baby, what's wrong?"

He brushed his fingers through my curls, moving some slightly damp ones from my face as I shook my head, forcing a smile.

"Nothing. I'm okay, Scott. Really." He gave me a look, raising an eyebrow as he pursued his lips together.

After a moment I sighed out, looking down as I shoved my hands into my pockets. I could still feel his eyes on me and sense the worry that filled the air around us.

"Isaac, baby talk to me. Please." He pulled me close into a hug, wrapping his arms protectively around me. His scent calmed me almost immediately as I breathed it in, settling into his arms as I sighed out.

Tears started to flow before I even realized it and Scott just hugged me tighter.

"You're scaring me, Isaac. Did you get hurt? Did something happen?" When I realized he was starting to panic, I shook my head, leaning back to look at him.

His hands were immediately wiping my tears as I breathed out, trying to find the words to speak.

"I'm not hurt Scott. I just...I-" my breath hitched as I tried, but failed to hold back a sob.

Scott's eyes widened, gently grabbing my hands to try and take any pain away. I wasn't lying though, I wasn't in pain. At least physically.

Actually, I wasn't sure why I was crying, except that I was nervous. I knew Scott would never hurt me. Ever.

I still had issues with my past though. Everything my father did to me...it still haunted my dreams at night, but Scott wasn't anything like him. He took care of me.

Scott was watching me intently, waiting for me to continue. "Just breathe, baby, whatever this is, whatever's wrong, I'm right here." I smiled at that, sighing a little as I nodded.

I knew no matter what, Scott would be here for me. From the beginning he always was. I trusted him.

Finally, I took a deep breath, gaining the courage to look him in the eyes and speak. As I did, he held my hands tightly, rubbing his thumbs over the backs of them to sooth me.

He just smiled reassuringly, nodding at me, letting me know he was ready when I was.

"Okay...Scott, remember a few weeks ago, after Liam's Graduation party when um...when we both got a little drunk?" He nodded slowly, still watching me intently. "Yeah, I remember. Oh baby, did I do something you didn't like? I'm so sorry."

He brought his hands up to my face, but I shook my head. "No, no Scott you didn't. Actually, you did some stuff that I really liked." I chuckled nervously, rolling my eyes as my cheeks heated up with a blush.