The next day, Isaac filled up his suitcase. A knock on the door grabbed his attention away from packing.
"Hey, we heard you were leaving, so we wanted to see you off," Scott said, leaning on the threshold.
"We?"
Scott opened the window to reveal the rest of the pack, standing outside. Isaac stared in disbelief at seeing the friends he's made waiting for him.
He didn't know they all cared so much.
"You really think you can leave Beacon Hills without a proper goodbye," Scott asked, turning to smile at Isaac.
Isaac pulled him into a tight hug. Scott gave him a gentle squeeze back.
"I know you're part of Dominic's pack now, but you'll always have a home in Beacon Hills," Scott said softly.
"Thank you, Scott," Isaac said, tears stinging his eyes, "Thank you for everything."
Scott let him go and grabbed his suitcase. He walked him outside and placed his suitcase into the trunk of Ace's car.
Stiles pulled Isaac into a brief hug as well.
"Take care of yourself, Isaac," Stiles said.
"You too."
Lydia pressed a chaste kiss on his cheek and hugged him. He hugged Kira and Malia next.
Then he turned to Derek.
"You be careful out there," Derek advised.
"Derek, if anything happens and you need me, I'm there," Isaac said, extending his hand.
Derek pulled him into a hug instead. He rested his chin on top of his head, letting his eyes close. Truthfully, he didn't want to let him go.
Isaac was special to Derek. He was the reason Derek wanted a son. Although, he's never told him this.
"Same to you," Derek said, letting him go.
Argent stepped forward, having shown up to see him off.
"Keep your nose clean, Lahey," Argent said, shaking his hand.
"Knowing you, you'd probably be the first one to hunt me down. Take care of Beacon Hills," Isaac smiled, "And tell Melissa, I said bye."
"I will, kid," Argent said, giving a short nod.
Peter was speaking with Dominic, since he was supposed to be leaving today as well. Dominic had already gotten out all of his goodbyes.
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Bloodlines
FanfictionLake, Ace, Dominic, and Sasha all know the feeling of being the neglected child. No matter how many times they try to fix things, they just make it worse. They learn to face the reality that their family will never be the same. Now they look out for...