Scallison Oneshots

Angels Part 3

DAY 11:

Allison couldn't sleep. She looked over at the clock and sighed. 3AM. She had to tell Scott. It was eating her up inside. Her mate was just downstairs and she couldn't do a thing about it. Or could she? She took a deep breath and got off the bed. She walked out of her room and into the dark hallway and prayed that Scott would like her back when she told him.

She had a hard time finding the stairs in the dark but the worst part was probably when something grabbed her hand that was on the railing as she walked down the stairs. She screamed and lost her footing, knocking her and the thing that grabbed her hand down the stairs. She realized halfway down the stairs that it was Scott who had grabbed her hand.

They both landed on the ground with a thud. Scott groaned and she heard him stumble across the room and then the whole room was illuminated by the light of a lamp.

"What were you doing on the stairs?" Scott asked. He was holding his side. He must have hit it on the railing as they fell. She pulled herself into sitting position.

"Me?! What the hell were you doing up at this time?" She asked. Scott looked at her as if he were offended.

"I was looking for you." He answered.

"Me too." Allison sighed.

"You were looking for you too?" Scott asked in confusion.

"No, I was looking for you." Allison laughed. Scott smiled and came to sit on the floor beside her.

"Why?" He asked.

"Uhm, I realized something...." Allison trailed off. Scott nodded.

"So did I." Scott said softly.

"Okay, lets both say it at the same time." Allison suggested. Scott agreed. "1...2...3!"

"You're my mate."

"You're my soul mate."

They both stared at each other for a moment before laughing. Then Scott pulled her into a passionate kiss. They made out for a moment before pulling away.

"I thought only I felt it." Scott whispered as if talking at a normal octave would ruin the moment. Allison giggled softly.

"Me too." Allison smiled. Scott pulled her in for another kiss. Scott slowly pushed her back and straddled her hips. Allison reached up and began to unbutton Scott's pajama shirt. She lifted her hips experimentally and moaned when they connected with Scott's.

Scott pulled away and pulled his shirt off of his shoulders. Allison took advantage of the distance and removed her own shirt. Scott attached himself to her neck, sucking a dark mark onto the place where her neck met her shoulder. Allison moaned, letting her head fall to the side. The clock across the room read 5AM. She hadn't even realized it had been an hour.

She gasped when Scott's hand slipped down the front of her leggings. She was so occupied with what Scott was doing that she didn't hear the front door open.

"Hey Scott, I got back ear- WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING TO MY DAUGHTER!?" Chris screamed. Scott shot away from Allison. Both of them grabbing their clothes and pulling themselves up and covering their almost naked body's.

"Uhm, h-hey dad. Just thought I'd come by and..... uhm..... and visit." Allison said as she looked down at the floor. A dark blush had settled itself high on her cheek bones. Chris sighed and gave Scott a sharp look.

"She's my mate?" Scott said, hoping it was answer enough for his future father in law. Chris sighed again and pinched the bridge of his nose.

"Fine.... both of you put some clothes on and head upstairs and get some sleep.... in separate room's." Chris said. They both nodded.

"Yes sir." Scott said with a nod as he rushed upstairs.

"Sorry dad." Allison said softly. Chris pulled her into a hug.

"It happens to the best of us." Chris said. Allison smiled and headed up the stairs. "Oh, and Allison?" Chris called out.

"Yeah?" Allison asked as she looked back over to her father.

"Its good to see you again." Chris smiled. Allison smiled back.

"Its good to see you again too dad."

Years later when Scott and Allison get married, Chris tells this very same story at their wedding, much to all of their embarrassment.