Isaac Lahey imagines

Coming Home (Part 1)

"(Y/N), can you toss me the crossbow?"

You raised one of your flawless eyebrows in amusement as you glanced at Stiles, "I'd rather not get a new piercing, thanks though, Stilinski."

He let out an aggravated sound and stomped the floor like a two year old, "But I need it!! If you haven't noticed, there are people outside that really want the only two humans in the pack!!"

It was true, since some sort of group had found out that Scott was the True Alpha. They had been tracking Scott throughout Beacon Hills, but upon failure of finding him, they decided to hunt down his pack and hold them hostage. This left you and Stiles cornered in the McCall household with about a dozen men with guns and other weapons outside.

You approached the newly broken front door window with the crossbow that Stiles had asked for, and he sighed in relief,

"Thank you for being sensible. Now just pass it to me..."

You instead smirked while pointing the bow out the window and firing it. A man dressed in all black hit the ground with the colorful end of your arrow sticking out of his forehead.

Stiles stared at you in awe for a full 5 seconds before commenting, "I'm gonna get a new weapon, because that's obviously yours."

You laughed while strapping the quiver on your back, "Thank you, Stiles. I'm going to take out a few more men, but please hurry back with your weapon. It's important that we stick together."

He nodded before sprinting away to begin his frantic search around the house.

You eliminated a few more enemies to bring the number of men down to 8. The only worrisome thing was the fact that Stiles wasn't back yet, but you were hoping that he had taken out a few kidnappers of his own.

When you heard footsteps coming closer from behind, you immediately relaxed, "Thank god, Stiles, I thought you would never-"

A hand grabbed your wrist and spun you around. The man in front of you, with toned muscles and an angry gaze, definitely wasn't Stiles. You tried to swing your crossbow up to hit him in the face, but the man twisted your wrist until you dropped it and quickly clamped a hand over your mouth.

Your muffled screams were barely heard as he began to drag you away.

Stiles's POV
I grabbed a metal bat from the garage before turning back inside to make my way to (Y/N). Then, before I could even take another step, some douche bag dressed in all black with a freaking scarf stood in my way. I did the most natural thing and swung my bat as hard as I could toward his head.

The guy chuckled and grabbed the bat mid-swing, "Stiles? Is that you?"

I rolled my eyes so hard that I was almost sure they would pop out of my sockets and roll away, "Oh my god. Not you."

The guy took off his mask and smiled down at me with familiar ice blue eyes, "Well, you haven't changed much, have you? Still going after Lydia?"

I yanked my bat out of Isaac's grip and changed the subject, "Why are you trying to kidnap us, Senior Smartass?"

Isaac shook his head, "When I heard that a group of guys that I know had found the True Alpha, I decided to come back. They want to make Scott their Alpha before stealing his power, so I chose to prevent that from happening. I tricked them into letting me come along. I'm on your side."

I narrowed my eyes as I tried to straighten myself up to look taller, "Let me get this straight. You planned on single-handedly taking on all of them?"

He shrugged, "If it came down to it, I guess."

Before we could continue, two guys in black burst through the back door and aimed their guns at us.

Isaac bent over to change into his werewolf form while I held my bat at ready, "Did you learn anything in France that will at least make you useful?"

Isaac punched one guy in the face so hard that he flew across the room and dented the wall that he slammed into,

"I learned how to make crepes!!"

The other intruder paused and muttered, "Damn Daniel, back at it again with the French jokes."

Isaac snatched my bat and swung it into the man's forehead while growling, "Stop breaking the 4th wall. This isn't Deadpool."

Your POV
You heard Isaac before you saw him. He yelled something about crepes, but even that made your eyes widen in excitement. You hadn't seen your favorite werewolf in person for over 2 years, and even then, you barely had time to Skype each other.

You zoned back into the action when the front door was kicked open. A flaming, and naked, Parrish stood in the doorway. The sight of him scared your captor enough to loosen his grip, so you yanked your arm from his hold, grabbed the hand that was covering your mouth, and kicked him in the kneecap.

The momentum of his falling forward gave you just what you needed to flip him over your shoulder and crash him into the floor. Parrish did the rest by treading on him as he walked by, therefore, setting him aflame. You swiped up your crossbow and ran into the kitchen.

You were greeted by the sight of Parrish dragging a body across the ground, Stiles beating the crap out of some scrawny intruder, and Isaac staring in disbelief at the Hellhound. The first thing that he could say was,

"Dang, you take hot guy to a whole new level, don't you?"

The sound of your laugh caused him to turn around. The genuine smile that spread across Isaac's face was enough to make you sprint across the room to tackle him to the ground.

Your lips immediately connected, and the only reason that they broke apart was because of the hand that grabbed the back of your shirt and flung you across the room.

You gasped as your back slammed into the wall. You slowly slid down it into a sitting position and tried to block out the pulsing pain that radiated from your spine while you saw Isaac quite literally leap into action.

He had jumped from the ground, ripped off his scarf in mid-air, and was using it to choke your attacker. Soon enough, the burly man that had thrown you was lying limply on the ground, and Isaac snapped his scarf back into his hands.

Your jaw had dropped in pure shock while Stiles just crossed his arms, "I still think it's pretty useless in the fashion industry, Frenchie."

Isaac rolled his eyes and glanced around the room, "Well, I think that's all of them. What can a guy do around here to get a Welcome Home party?"

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