Isaac stomps and runs his way through the woods. It had been over 24 hours since you'd run out and left Isaac after your fight. Normally, Isaac would have been okay with that. He would have just given you your space while you vented about the fight to Lydia and Kira, but what made this instance so different was that no one had heard from you, not a single person since you'd left Isaac's place the night before.
With the deadpool still active, Isaac was quick to check up on you. None of your friends had heard from you, and when Isaac had gone to your house, your parents were up and worried sick. They didn't even know about you being a werewolf or about the deadpool. They were just worried about normal, everyday dangers.
Immediately, Isaac had called the pack. He had everyone out searching for you. He just had this feeling. He knew that something was wrong. You wouldn't worry your parents or your friends this way. You knew what was going on with the deadpool, and you would not put the people you loved through worry like this if something wasn't actually wrong.
After running a few miles into the woods, Isaac slows down as he starts catching a small trace of your scent. The smell that weighed heavier in the air though was blood.
There was something else there too, but Isaac couldn't place it. Instead of worrying about it, Isaac follows the blood smell until he starts seeing black, gooey blood leading up to a body.
"Y/N!" Isaac gasps out when he sees your ghost-white pale, clammy, cold body lying on the ground. He also immediately sees the two arrows sticking out of your body, one in your abdomen and the other in your shoulder. "Hey Baby... stay with me, okay." Isaac whispers to you while removing the arrows from your body as gently as he can.
The agonizing pain that rips through your body jolts your awake. When you open your eyes, you see Isaac. The boy gently lifts your body into his arms before turning and starting to run back towards the town limits. He had to get you to Deaton. "Isaac..." You whisper out in short, labored breaths, the same black blood that's seeping out of your wounds slowly drips out of the corner of your mouth. "You found me."
"Of course I did." Isaac grunts out while running faster. "You're going to be just fine. I'm going to get you some help."
You slowly nod your head as best as you can as your eyes flutter closed again. You didn't want to give into the darkness, but you just couldn't fight it off. Sleep sounded so nice. Maybe it wouldn't hurt so bad when you woke up...
Hours later your eyes slowly flutter open. You weren't even sure how long it had been since you'd passed out in Isaac's arms in the woods. When you turn your head, you see Isaac sleeping on the floor not far from the cold, metal, exam table you were lying on. When you try to sit up, the pain shooting through your body tells you that isn't a good idea. You let out a small groan as you lay back down against the cold metal. The sound must have woken your boyfriend because he starts stirring around immediately. "Hey..." You smile over at Isaac when he opens his eyes.
"You're awake!" Isaac jumps to his feet and is at your side before you can even blink.
"How long was I out?" You ask him while adjusting your body until Isaac puts his hands under you and helps you sit up. Your head feels slightly dizzy and lightheaded from the action, telling you that it had probably been a while since you'd been upright.
Isaac lets out a deep sigh. "I brought you in like fifteen hours ago..." Isaac says while looking at the clock in the vet's office before looking back at you. He steps closer to the table and grips your hand tightly in his own. "You're never allowed to do that ever again." He tells you while resting his forehead against yours.
"What, almost die?" You ask sarcastically. "I'll try my best not to." You pull back and give him a lazy grin.
"One, you spend too much time with Stiles." Isaac points out. You had gotten much more sarcastic since becoming friends with the spastic teenager. "And, two, I meant run out on me... But, yeah, you're not allowed to almost die either." Isaac leans forward and presses his lips to the top of your head.
"I'm sorry." You say when you pull your head back and look into his pretty blue eyes. "But, thank you for finding me, Isaac. I didn't want to leave you yet, not permanently at least." You try to joke.
"You're never leaving me. I need you too much." Isaac shakes his head before leaning down and lightly kissing your lips. "I'll always find you." He smirks at your, and you smile back. You liked that. In fact, you loved the idea of Isaac always finding you, of needing you, and most importantly, always loving you.
