The Gift

Chapter 2

After Isaac was done with his shower he walked out of the bathroom in a towel and immediately ran into something warm and hard. Isaac fell back with a startled yelp, almost losing his grip on the towel.

"Oh my God. I'm so sorry I didn't see you there!" Scott was quick to apologize.

"Its um ok, yeah, um, fine. Sorry it was my fault." Isaac mumbled as a response. "I'm just gonna, ah, go and get dressed now."

"Ok." Scott smiled brightly. "I was gonna go get something to eat wanna join me?"

Isaac was surprised for a minute, but was quick to agree. "Sure, if you really want me to..."

"Of course I want you to go Isaac. You're like one of my best friends. Why wouldn't I wanna spend time with you?" Scott replied with a goofy grin.

"Well I didn't know if maybe you would rather have Allison go with you." Isaac said with a sad look in his eyes.

"Allison and I are through, completely over. There is absolutely no chance of us getting back together, never in a million years." Scott said with finality ringing in his voice.

"Just let me go get dressed. Give me five minutes." Isaac said cracking a real smile.

While Scott waited for Isaac to get ready Isaac spent a good five minutes deciding what he should wear. Did he go for a nice dressy look? Or simply wear his leather jacket and nice jeans? The struggle has never been this real. He finally decided on a snug pair of black skinny jeans, a white t-shirt, and his favorite leather jacket.

He exited the guest room, well his room for the time being, to see Scott waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs wearing jeans so tight they should be illegal and a plaid button up shirt. The sight made butterflies appear in Isaac's stomach.

Isaac just shook off the feeling as if it was normal and proceeded to the bottom of the stairs where Scott was patiently waiting.

"You look nice. Are you ready to go?" Scott said smiling.

"Thank you. You look nice too. And yes. Where are we going?" Isaac replied blushing furiously.

"Were going to a great Mexican restaurant I know." Scott said smirking.

"Really? I love Mexican!" Isaac exclaimed with an excited smile.

"I know. Scott simply replied winking at Isaac.

They proceeded to go to Scotts motorbike. "Um where do you want me to sit?" Isaac asked shyly.

"I expected you to sit behind me on the bike and cling to me for dear life." Scott stated simply, making Isaac blush ten shades of red.

"I have ridden on a bike before, in fact I use to own one." Isaac said with a triumphant smile.

"That you crashed." Scott says humor glinting in his eyes.

"Thats irrelevant." Isaac states indignation tinting his voice. At that Scott just laughs which has Isaac huffing in protest. "Just shut up and get on the bike and buy me dinner."

"Your wish is my command Princess Isaac." Scott declares gallantly. Jumping onto the bike, and waiting for Isaac to get on. Which he does with a roll of his eyes.

Once they got to the restaurant they were given a booth in a quiet part of the restaurant. They sat facing each other making idle chit chat waiting for their food to arrive. "So now that Allison is out of the picture do you already have your sights set on someone new? Isaac asked trying to keep his tone light.

"There just so happens I don't have any one who wants me yet." Scott said staring into Isaac's eyes.

"Who wouldn't be interested in you? With you perfect hair, piercing eyes, and I'm gonna shut up now; before I embaress myself further." Isaac said averting his eyes.

"Isaac I-" Scott began only to be cut off my his phone suddenly ringing. "Hello?" Scott answered. "Wait what happened? Yeah. Yeah Ok. I'll be right there. Yeah I'll bring Isaac too we were having dinner together. No, no, it's fine. Yeah Stiles, it's fine. Look I can't get there if you keep talking to me. OK. Bye now. Yes. Bye, Stiles."

Scott ended the phone and Isaac looked at him expectantly. "Derek's been hurt we have to go."

"Wait what happened?" Isaac asked getting up from the table as Scott placed a couple bills down.

"I don't know exactly, but Stiles is freaked out!" Scott said heading to leave.

Isaac was quick to follow Scott hoping on the back of the bike wordlessly. Anxiety filling his veins. Whatever happened to Derek couldn't be that bad could it?