McCall's Little Sister {Isaac Lahey}

Struggling

It's been a week since her last seizure now. Allison and Chris left for France, they couldn't wait for Emily to get better because they truly didn't know if it was going to happen, The McCalls are practically living at the hospital with Emily who shows no improvement, in fact she's getting worse, Stiles is being stiles and not leaving Emily's side either, Isaac is taking it the hardest though. He was such an ass to her after he turned, he tried to act like he was a bigger person when he just acted like a bitch. Even though he was such a bitch, Emily always made time to talk to him and make sure he knew that he wasn't a bad guy. She was his anchor and he didn't want to lose her.

"Anything?" Isaac asked while walking to her room, handing Melissa a coffee

"No. Not yet. She has stopped seizing though so that's better. Dr Deaton is supposed to come by later to take a look." Scott informed him, Melissa didn't want to talk. She was taking it terribly.

Any minute she wasn't crying or sitting with her family, she was working to lay it off. She tried to inform their father what happened but he wouldn't pick up the phone which made her even more angry than she was. Emily wanted, needed, her dad. She badgered Scott about why she was even there in the first place. But she knows just as much as anyone, once Emily sets her mind to something, she isn't going to leave it alone.

"Your dad's calling.." she said to Scott

"Oh really? After a week of nothing?"

"I have to take this. Get me if anything changes."

Melissa kissed Emily's head before leaving the room quickly. Scott looked at the door while bouncing his leg nervously. Isaac noticed and cocked his brow at the boy

"She's not doing well and knowing her she's about to say some very harsh words to him if I'm not with her."

Isaac sat in the chair beside Emily and motioned for Scott to go

"I got her. Go help your mom."

"You sure?" Scott asked while standing

"Go." Isaac chuckled

"Thank you."

Scott left the room quickly and Isaac stared at the girl in front of him. He moved the hair from her pale face with a sigh. Emily was covered in wires and tubes, it scared him. He hasn't sat with her alone since she's been here and he hasn't really been able to process what is going on. After the Emily situation, he found out Boyd and Erica went missing. So he just has a lot going on and Emily is the one he talks to, but he can't talk to her.

"You gotta wake up Em." he sighed while grabbing her limp, cold hand

"You, you keep me sane. Without you I'm not gonna make it."

His eyes started to water just looking at her like this. He couldn't lose her, not now, not ever. Isaac felt like the world was caving on him. Everyone he has ever cared about has died, Emily couldn't be next.

"I don't even know if you can hear me." he said with a sad chuckle "I need you Em. Okay? So you have to get better. If not for me, then for your mom, for Scott. Hell, even Stiles. I just need to see you smile again."

He kissed her head softly and her heart monitor started beeping faster. He backed away quickly and it slowed down. When he grabbed her hand again, it spiked and then went back to normal.

He chuckled to himself and kissed her head again. It did the same thing. He knew that was her giving him a little sign that she was going to be alright.

"Oh I hate you." he chuckled "You just scared the shit out of me!"

He knew she was laughing back somehow. He knew if she was awake she'd be comforting him and making him angry by calling him Bambi, though they both knew he secretly loved it. He laid his head on the bed right beside her hand. He stayed like that until he heard the door open. He looked up and saw Scott come back in