A/n: THIS IS GETTING SO LONG IM SO SORRY!!! I'll try and make this THE last one... Ugh okay here we go. Love you SO MUCH jasminedevans for all your comments and votes and love. You make me laugh 😂 This One is for you so hope you're prepared for this one 😂
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-Isaac's POV-

I slowly went into the room and there was Y/n staring at me with wide, scared eyes. I kneeled next to Lydia and she looked at me. "Kiss her."

"What?" I asked.

"NO!" Y/n snarled. Then she went limp. "Please..."

"Kiss. Her." Lydia repeated. Everyone began filing in, having woken up with all the commotion. I sat there, my face burning.

"Yeah Isaac! She's not trying to kill you! Get some!" Stiles yelled.

I glared at him. Hell, everyone glared at him. He put his hands up in surrender. I looked at Y/n who looks torn between running the opposite direction, killing me, and kissing me herself. I slowly leaned in then I stopped. "I can't do this with them watching," I said to Lydia.

She glared at everyone. "Privacy!" She snapped. I looked to see them all face their backs to me. Oh geez... This felt like a cheesy movie. Like Mirror Mirror or something. Ugh. I closed my eyes and pressed my lips gently to hers. She hesitated a second then leaned in, kissing me back. Ever so shy, ever so gentle.

"SCOTT NOW!" Lydia yelled.

Scott grabbed her neck and went into her mind. We sat there, watching him. I went to lean back but Lydia snapped at me so I kept kissing her. Scott suddenly gasped, falling back, and Y/n went limp in my arms. I caught her and pulled her to my chest. Scott looked at Derek. "Remember when Erika got the Kanima poison in her bloodstream and you had to get it out so she'd stop having a seizure?" He asked.

Derek looked sick. "No," he told Scott.

"What?" Malia asked him. "What happened to Bad Ass SourWolf? Fucking do it, Derek."

"You don't understand!" Derek hissed. "She's killing herself! She might die if I do it! She won't be able to take that blood loss! You remember how much blood Erika lost."

Scott looked at me. "You're her boyfriend. What's your say?"

"I'm her-" I cut off, trying to process it all. "WHAT?!"

Scott looked at me like I was an idiot. "You love her. She loves you. She kissed you. You kissed back. You kissed her. She kissed back. You're her boyfriend."

I scoffed. "Geez. Fine. Okay, Mr. Love Doctor."

"Not the time!" Lydia reminded.

I sighed, looking down at her. "Will it work?" I asked.

"It'll get the serum they used to control her out," Scott told me, nodding.

"Will she survive?" I asked, looking between Derek and Scott.

Derek sighed. "Probably."

I pursed my lips. Partial chance of being back to herself AND surviving. Full chance of living but not for long with the way she's going and not pleasantly. "Do it," I said.

Derek kneeled down and Scott moved. Derek took Y/n's arm and cut into her skin, squeezing it to make blood come out. A lot of blood. At first Y/n screamed but then she seemed to fade off.

"Is that enough?" I demanded as she started getting pale.

"It's all over! See the gold and blue? That's the serum!"

"Can't we-"

"SHUT UP!" Derek yelled.

Kira, Allison, Malia, Stiles, and Lydia sat in silence as Derek drained out all the serum then held her arm together. It healed. Derek looked at her intensely.

No one moved. No one talked. No one breathed.

Then suddenly she came to life, sitting up and coughing horribly,p. The silence broke and eve one smiled. She was still alive! She was shaking and I pulled her to me as she came to her senses. Everyone was hovering, waiting to see the effect.

"Isaac?" She whispered.

"It's me," I whispered back.

She leaned back to look at me. Her eyes feared up and she smiled, holding my face with her two hands. "Isaac," she whispered again.

"Yeah?" I asked.

"I love you."

And en she hugged me. I clutched her, burying my face in her hair. "I love you too."

"Aw!" Scott and Stiles whispered. Lydia nudged Allison and they smiled to each other. Malia seems to have a soft smile on her lips and even Kira was smiling. Derek was there too, smiling with everyone. She leaned back and looked at all her friends. They all hugged her individually, and too weak to move, she just sat there as they hugged her, me being an awkward third wheel.

Everyone was crying and smiling and laughing.

"Good to have you back, Y/n."

"Thanks."

"You're a hard bugger to get back."

"Yeah. Sorry."

"So is it official?" Lydia cooed.

"Is what official?" I asked.

"You and Y/n!" She said, as if that was the most obvious thing in the world.

I looked at Y/n. "Uh, be my girlfriend?" I asked awkwardly.

She giggled. "Uh, sure." We were both red and Stiles and Scot teased us.

But she was back and we were together and everything was good... EXCEOT one thing.. "The people who kidnapped you?" I asked, worried.

She smiled sadly. "Matilda and Sam," she told me. "Humans manipulating the Dark Arts." She shook her head. "Matilda sacrificed Sam in the end to try and control me further, saying I was her daughter... It was weird. But then Scott came to my rescue there at the end and killed her. In my head. Wherever she is, she's either dead, a mindless body, or not going to be a problem in whatever weird condition she's in."

I nodded. "Oh."

She looked at everyone again. "That was... Horrible."

"What did they want?" Scott asked.

"They wanted to know about you guys," she told us. "About everything I could tell them. They could get in my head, control me, but not completely. I could still hide from them." She smiled proudly.

"What did they do to you before they controlled you?" I asked. "You were gone a month..."

Her smile fell. "They tried to get information out of me the old fashioned way."

"Torture?" Derek asked.

She nodded. "Electrocution."

"Damn," Stiles whispered.

"Let's not talk about this anymore," Lydia piped in. "Let's go into the living room, watch a movie, let the new couple be together, and let the old friends hang out, okay?"

We all liked that idea. So that's exactly what we did. And it was perfect.

In the middle of the movie, I leaned over to her. "I love you."

She smiled. "I love you too."

"When you have nightmares I'll always be here for you," I reminded her.

"I think I'm going to have serious PTSD after that," she sighed.

"I'll be here for you," I repeated.

She smiled. "I know." Then she kissed me.

So it wasn't perfect. I was okay with that. It was good enough.

THE END

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