Isaac Lahey - Blog Posts

More It's Alive crossover - this time with Scott and background Isaac and Ally [:

Struggled a bit with the timing but i think this exchange is gold in the original video lol

*menacingly cracks sternocostal joints at enemies*

[beta trio mentoring liam]

erica: okay, what's the first rule?

liam: rock-paper-scissors if you can't solve it.

boyd: second?

liam: blame everything on peter - he probably did it anyway.

isaac: third rule?

liam: If derek tells you no, go to stiles.

Stiles: When me and Derek get a divorce, it WILL be in an IKEA. that place is built for divorces

Isaac: are. are you two married??

Stiles, hasn't even kissed him yet: ...no?

Derek: I don't see how that's relevant

STILES AND ISAAC YOU WILL ALWAYS BE WORSTIES. TO ME.

(more)

is anyone out there

I have no idea if anyone is even reading my stuff anymore. Between my family shit and mental health just knowing someone is reading these would be really nice.

Walls I've Built Part 2

“What? I was texting the girls, telling them we were all okay. You guys need to work on communication skills.”

“We’re having–”

“A pack sleepover, I know. I’ll be there.” I glance at Stiles and Scott. “That is what you three were whispering about, right?”

“Yeah.” Scott chuckles. “Allison?”

Isaac laughs. “You are just wrapped around her finger, aren’t you McCall? You and Stiles are just mush in the hands of women.”

“That is NOT true. Just specific women.” Stiles whines. “Plus, it’s not a bad thing to like people, y'know.”

“You have been chasing the same girl for years Stilinski, do you think that’s healthy?”

Stiles scoffs. “I’m over Lydia, have been for a while.” Scott and Isaac gasp in surprise. “No, I’m not telling you guys who it is. Especially not with a child in the car.”

I roll my eyes. “Oh please, Zac gossips with the girls more than I do! If anything, I’m the only person in this vehicle that you should trust.” I laugh as my phone goes off. KATNISS💛 and WOLF HEAD🐶 texted FANTASY THREESOME

💛: So are you gonna talk to Stiles at all tonight? Or are you just going to make it hella weird all night?

🐶: She’s gonna be fine. She’s actually low-key flirting with him r n.

ME:  I am just being honest, that isn’t flirting.

ME: Alli I’ll be fine tonight, especially if Liam will be there.

🐶: Liam is coming, but I don’t understand why you would feel better with him there.

💛: No effing way. Mikayla Reaghan Lahey.

💛: Are you joking?

🐶: I’m so lost

ME: No Alli. Just no. He’s my best friend, that’s all.

            Scott turns to me. “So, Kay. What about you? Any men in your life?”

            “Oh, I’m surrounded by men, the only issue is all of them are idiots.” I smile sweetly. “And, even though I have nothing against you all, I will not date any of you buffoons.”

“Damn Little Lahey, no need to be so rude.” Stiles parks in Scott’s driveway. “Looks like everyone else is here.”

Walls I've Built Part 1

“MIKAYLA!” I hear my brother yelling upstairs. I knock three times, signaling that I am okay. I then hear footsteps coming down the basement stairs. “Kay? Are you down here?”

“Isaac?” I hear the lock snap, and the lid open. I slowly open my eyes and see Isaac leaning over me. “What’re you doing? He’ll kill you! Get outta here.” Isaac looks down at the ground. “Just tell me it’s good news.”

“Well,” he sighs. “Dad’s dead.”

“Close enough.” I sit up, teeth chattering. “So, what’s going on? Did you–”

“NO! God no.” He helps me out of the freezer. “C’mon, the police are upstairs, they want to talk to you.”

“What?!”

“It’s nothing bad, they just want to make sure you’re okay.” He takes my hand. “I’ll be there the whole time.” We walk upstairs, and I see Sheriff Stilinski sitting on our couch. “Hey, Sheriff.”

“Mikayla, right?” the sheriff offers his hand, and I shake it nervously. “I’m Noah. My son Stiles is friends with your brother.” I nod. “Can I ask you a few questions?” I nod again. “You’ve been here all night, right?”

“Yes sir.”

Noah looks at Isaac, head tilted. “Did your Dad ever hurt you?”

My eyes go wide as I look at my older brother, and he squeezes my hand. “It’s okay Kay.”

“Did he hurt you?”

I look down at the ground. “Yes sir.”

“Isaac, do you guys have somewhere you can stay tonight?”

“I’ll ask Scott, but I don’t know if he’ll have room for Mick.”

The sheriff shakes his head. “You can stay with me, Mikayla should stay with Mel and Scott.” He looks at me. “Is that okay with you?”

I nod. “That’s Nurse Melissa, right?”

“Yeah, Melissa, and you know Scott from school.”

The sheriff smiles. “Melissa will take care of you. She’s a good lady. I’ll have Stiles drive you over, he’s waiting to check on you guys outside.”

Isaac and I walk outside with our duffle bags, and we spot Stiles and Scott at the end of the driveway. “Thanks for coming guys.” Isaac hugs the boys.

Stiles puts an arm around me. “How ya doin’ little Lahey?”

“Fine.” I shrug. “Y’know, considering.”

“Who’s staying where?” Scott opens the door for me.

“Mikayla is going with Scott, and Isaac is going with us.” Noah leans in through the window. “But Isaac, let me know if something changes, it’s all up to you guys. Stay safe kiddos.”

“Bye Dad.” Stiles nods.

“Bye Noah.” The boys say in unison. I wave at him.

“Hey, guys,” Isaac whispers something to the boys. “Don’t cha think?”

Stiles grins. “Are you kidding? That sounds great! We haven’t done that in years.”

“You sure Isaac? You guys should be resting.”

“We will be fine Scott.”

All of a sudden my phone rings. ARIEL💙 and KATNISS💛 texted THE MUSKETEERS

ARIEL: Hey Kay, are you alright? Stiles said something happened.

KATNISS: Also, are you and Isaac gonna be at the pack sleepover tonight? Scott just texted.

ME: It’s all good. I think I’ll be there, especially since I am staying with Melissa and Scott until Isaac and I can figure something out.

“Earth to Mikayla!” I look at my brother.

Little Wolf Part 4

When I get back to my house I grab all of the baby stuff and stuff it into the backseat of the jeep, I then take Aylin up to the room that used to be a nursery and start packing baby clothes in the diaper bag. Once her clothes are all packed, I grab an outfit that says ‘I got it from my Mama’ and lay Aylin down on the changing table. Once I’ve checked her diaper I put on the new outfit, and head back to my room. I grab all of my basics, and shove them in my duffle bag, toss in my makeup and jewelry, grab my toiletry bag, and finish packing the car. When I get to the school, I see Lydia struggling in the parking lot. I tie on the baby carrier, situate Aylin against my chest, grab the diaper bag, and head over to her car. 

“Do you want some help, Lydia?”

She turns around. “I can’t get the carrier out of the base.” She sighs. “Clearly you are prepared for this.”

“There’s plenty of stuff for you, Alli, and Malia to use at my house.” I shoo her away from the car and lift the carrier out of the car. “There you go!”

She takes the carrier. “What did you guys name her?” Lydia asks as we walk toward the field.

“Aylin Claudia McCall.” I smile. “And my nephew?”

“Oliver Kai Stilinski.”

We sit next to Allison and Malia on the bleachers, I untie Aylin and show the girls her outfit. “Allison, Malia, meet Aylin Claudia McCall. Also, how pissed will Scott be about this outfit?”

“Oh, I think he’ll love it,” Allison smirks. “How come you get a cool name? Camden Argent-Lahey is so boring!”

“I think that’s cute Alli!” I smile, “Plus you hyphenated, which is cool.”

“Lyssa Evelyn Tate, named after the spirit of rage, and my mother.”

“That’s sweet Mal,” I hug her. “How has it gone for you guys so far?”

“Cam is not a fan of his father…” Allison laughs. “Every time Isaac holds him he starts to cry.”

“Oh no!” Lydia laughs. “Ollie has been decent, but I’ve had to change his diaper often.”

I grab a bottle out of the diaper bag and start to feed Aylin. “Maleńka has only cried once.” I look out on the field. “Once she was in Scott’s arms, there wasn’t a peep.”

“Lyssa has not stopped crying, this is the longest she’s been quiet.” Malia tilts her head. “Kat, why are you feeding her? She hasn’t started crying yet.”

“Babies need to eat every 2-3 hours, and it’s been 2.5 since she woke up. I’m trying to keep her from crying.” I smile at the girls. “Look,” I eye the field where Scott, Stiles, and Isaac are standing and staring. I start to burp Aylin as I wave at the boys. “Wait till Uncle Sti sees your outfit maleńka…” I coo, knowing Scott can hear every word. “I think he’ll like it, huh baby?” Once Aylin has burped I cradle her once again.

“Now you’re being mean Kitty.” Lydia scolds.

“Oh hush.” I scold. “If I really wanted to be mean, I would.” All of a sudden, Lyssa starts crying.

“What more do you want from me?” Malia whines. “I have just fed you, and changed your diaper, what else is there?”

“Here, you take Aylin, and I’ll take Lyssa.” I gently trade with her. “Oh laleczko,” I stand and start to sway. “You’re just tired, huh?” I think for a moment and then start to sing. 

“There's a faraway land, so the stories all tell  Somewhere beyond the horizon,  If we can find it then all will be well.  Troubles there are few, someday we'll go to  Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew  Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew.  They say breezes are warm there,  And people are kind,  Maybe it's something like heaven.  I close my eyes and I see in my mind,  Skies of bluest blue  Solla Sollew I've had so much trouble finding my way there,  When I get close, it disappears.  If I can get there, I'm gonna stay there.  If it takes us miles,  If it takes us years.  High on a mountain or lost on the sea,  Sooner or later I'll find it.  I have a picture of how it will be  On the day I do.  Troubles will be through  But I'll be home with you. Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew  Solla Sollew, Solla Sollew.”

 When I look down, Lyssa is fast asleep. “There,” I put her gently in Malia’s arms. “All she needed was a lullaby.”

“When did you learn to sing like that?” Lydia whispers when I sit next to her.

“I’ve always been able to.” I shrug. 

“They’re done with practice, let’s meet them at the doors.” Allison stands.

Little Wolf Part 3

“YOUR TIME BEGINS…” Coach shouts, and I immediately cradle the baby in my arms. “NOW!!”

Lydia and Malia’s babies instantly start crying and Scott laughs. “Aylin is definitely the most well-behaved here.”

I roll my eyes. “Of course she is. She’s my daughter!”

As the bell rings Stiles tosses me the keys to the Jeep. “You can go pack up, and then meet us here after practice, yeah?”

I put on my backpack, and take the baby carrier from Scott. “Yeah, I’ll see you soon.”

As I walk out of class, Scott follows me. “I’ll help you get her in the car.”

“I can do it too, y’know.” I roll my eyes. “I’ve done it before.”

“When?”

“Remember when that couple died two years ago? My dad took their baby in for a couple of weeks, and I did most of the work. Car seats, strollers, changing, everything.” I smile softly. “So lucky for Aylin, because Mama has all of the things she’ll need.”

“Like what? I thought Coach gave us everything?” Scott asks, holding the door.

“Diaper bag, stroller, bassinet, baby carrier, swaddles, and more.” I unlock the jeep. “Though I might leave the swing and rocker for Lyds because Stiles is not the best with babies.” I hand Scott the car seat and climb in the car. “Okay, now she has to face the seat and be centered on the cushion.” Scott helps me maneuver the car seat, and then Aylin starts to cry. “I’ll do this part, you rock her.”

“And what if she keeps crying?” Scott panics, trying to get Aylin out of the car seat. 

“Jesus Scott, then check her diaper, and if that doesn’t work, feed her!”

“How do I hold her?”

I laugh. “Okay, how about you work on the car seat, and I’ll show you how to hold her.” I lean over and unbuckle the car seat. “The most important thing to remember is to support her neck since she can’t hold her head up on her own.” I tuck her in my arms and coo. “And then you just cradle her, isn’t that right sweetheart? Yeah…” I look up at Scott. “Do you wanna hold her?”

“Sure…”

I carefully step out of the car and stand in front of Scott. “Ready?” He nods. I hold Aylin away from my chest. “Okay, so put your right hand behind her head and neck,” I adjust his position a little. “Left hand on her butt, and then cradle.”

“How do I cradle her?”

“Slide your right arm toward me, until her head is in the crook of your elbow,” I guide his movements. “And now just hold her.” I step back. 

“Wow.” Scott chuckles. “She’s so small.” I turn back to the car seat and secure it properly before turning back to Scott, only for my heart to melt. “I think you and I would be lost without your mama, mijita. But I promise I’ll do my best, by both you and mama.”

“Car seat’s all set,” I whisper. “I’ll be back in 30 minutes.” I easily take Aylin from Scott’s arms and buckle her in. “See you soon.”

“Katya.” I look at Scott, surprised by the softness in his voice. “Thank you.” 

I nod, and put the Jeep in gear, before whispering, “You’re lucky I like you, McCall!”

Little Wolf Part 1

I sit next to Allison at the lunch table. “I cannot stand him anymore!”

“Who are you talking about, Scott or Stiles?” Lydia asks.

“Stiles!” I groan.

“What did he do now?” Malia sighs. “'cause if it’s not something to do with food, I don’t want to talk about it.” 

“He told our dad about Jackson. He breezes by the dinner table last night and says ‘Kat slept with Jackson Whittmore over the summer,’ and then walks away as if nothing happened.” I complain. “I got a two-hour lecture!” 

“You deserved that.” Stiles plops down next to Lydia. “It was payback for what you said about Erica.”

“What happened with Erica?” Allison smirks.

“Do not–”

“He had a friend with benefits relationship with her last year.”

“For several months, as I recall, right?” Scott sits next to me. 

“You’re welcome for that information, McCall.” I glare at him. 

“Please don’t argue,” Stiles begs me. “One day, please?”

“Tell her!!” I ignore the conversation around me as I eat my pasta. I finish eating and as I’m packing up my leftovers Scott interrupts me. “You’re not going to eat all of that?”

“No.”

“Can I have–” 

“No.”

“Why are you so mean to me, Ekaterina? What did I do?” Scott whines.

“Figure it out yourself Scott,” I walk off.

“Kat!” Allison runs up to me.

“Sorry. I just can’t sit there with my brother and Scott,” I sigh leaning against my locker. “They treat me like I’m five!”

“What happened between you and Scott? You guys used to be so close?”

“I don’t want to talk about it.” 

FLASHBACK

“Why him?” Scott shouts. “It’s always about Isaac!”

I sigh. “Scott. That’s not fair and you know it.” I sit on the bench. 

“Sit, please? And just listen, alright?”

“Fine,” Scott sits next to me. “What did Isaac say?”

“He didn’t say anything! I broke up with him, okay? We aren’t dating! 

We were never dating, I don’t even know what we were, but whatever 

it was, it’s over.”

“What? Why? I thought you really liked him?”

“As a friend. I have feelings for someone else.”

“Who?”

I shake my head. “Never mind, I shouldn’t have brought it up.” I stand.

“Katya.” Scott grabs my hand. “Talk to me.”

“You wouldn’t believe me if I told you, Scott. Just let it go, please.”

“Not a chance.” Scott crosses his arms. “Liam? Jackson? Theo?” He huffs. 

“I really hope it’s not Theo. Aiden? Derek? Diaz? Brett?” He pauses. 

“Is it Parrish?”

“Scott.” I stop him. “It’s you. Always has been.”

“Me?”

“Yeah, you.” I sit there, waiting for him to answer.

“Oh.”

I run off as he calls after me.

END FLASHBACK