"Hey Stiles," Scott asks as he exits the bathroom after a shower and the pale teenager glances up, "Do you think dreams say something about the future?"
"About the future?" Stiles cocks an eyebrow, "No. About the unknown, yes and what you're nervous for, absolutely."
Scott nods for a while too long and tries to let it sink into his own mind that it was just a dream but it felt so real.
When he arrives back at their lunch table that afternoon, he scans around; Stiles and Derek are gone ("probably to make out somewhere" Lydia excuses), Jackson is gently teaching Aiden a language that sounds like French to Scott but it may not be, Cora and Lydia are debating heatedly about who would win in a fight, Loki or Thor. He leans up slightly and both of the couples glance at him.
"Where's Isaac?" He asks and Cora snorts,
"Probably off doing his nails and discussing boys with Liam and Erica."
He rolls his eyes at Cora's response and murmurs, "That's real nice of you, Cora." Before getting up from the table.
Lydia looks concerned for him and sends Cora a glare, "What's wrong, Scott? Where are you going?"
He glances back at her and answers, almost heroically, "Im going to find Isaac."
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The Facility (A Sterek, Scisaac, Cordia, Briam, Allirica And Malira Fic)
Overig"Unrequited love's a bitch......" "To love is to give someone the power to destroy you but trusting them not to." Or the pack in a Correction facility they call Hell but find love in.
