All We Are

Chapter Four

CHAPTER FOUR

I wasn't sure how long I'd been out. It was late when Scott and Stiles dropped me off at the house, and the pain pills had started to kick in. I was feeling like a sailor on a space ship, so when I woke up and saw the familiar figure sitting on my bed, I thought I was still in space land.

"I'm sorry, I just, I had to make sure you were okay." I stared up at Isaac- well one of them anyways there was about three of them currently sitting on my bed.

The sky was gray outside, the night was over but the morning hadn't broke through just yet.

"You should meet the other guy." I joked.

He stared at me and I noticed his eyes were back to the blue color I loved. I blinked and tried to focus on him, but he wouldn't stop moving, the room wouldn't stop moving. He reached out tentatively and ran his fingers lightly across the scratches that went diagonal from my left eyebrow down the right side of my top lip. I closed my eyes and leaned into his touch.

"I'm so sorry Charlie." He whispered. I leaned my forehead against his shoulder.

"You're a wolf" I said.

"I'm sorry." He said again.

"I'd feel better if I got a kiss."

"What?" he stared at me.

"A kiss. Because last time I wasn't ready so I was fish, I gave you fish kish, a fiss kiss" I broke off giggling.

"They gave you pain killers didn't they?"

"Yep and my nose itched but Scott and Stiles wouldn't let me scratch it. That was mean. You'd let me scratch my nose wouldn't you Isaac?"

"Sure" he smiled at me and then suddenly that smile turned into a grin.

"You won't remember a thing will you?"

"I'll remember you're a wolf- a cute wolf. And Scott's a wolf, and Derek's a wolf, and Jackson may be a wolf, and Lydia was bit by a wolf but she's just a fruitcake, and Stiles and me are not wolves, but we're pretty damn awesome cause we fought off a hunter and now I've got battle scars." I told him proudly pointing to my face.

He sighed.

"Yes you are." He agreed.

He leaned in and I lost my breath, my heart was beating 90 miles a minute. He gave me a- well a wolfish grin, and kissed the top of my scratches before trailing down little by little to my eye, and then my cheek, the tip of my nose, when he got to my lips I grabbed the back of his hair pulling him closer. I could feel him smile against my mouth. I thought my heart was going to stop beating or explode or something. I needed to catch my breath but I didn't want to come up for air.

"Charlie are you up?" I heard my Dad. Isaac broke away.

"That's my cue" He whispered. "I know you won't remember any of this, but that was the best good-bye ever." He kissed my forehead and climbed out the window.

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I gave up trying to put my hair up one handed and headed out the door. Getting ready had suddenly become a struggle for me. I was finding out quickly that though I wasn't left handed I still did a lot of things with both hands and showering, and changing were two of those things, add to that the fact that I couldn't get my cast wet and there was no way in hell I was going to ask my dad to come and help, and you can imagine about how long it took me to get ready for school. The first few days I spent home resting I hadn't even bothered trying, until my Dad asked if I needed help, then I figured I should probably get the hang of the one armed thing.