Isaac couldn't help but groan really, he was actually in so much pain. It didn't make a lot of sense to him why he was in pain, he was a werewolf after all. He should've healed and should feel like a million bucks right now. Instead, he felt like he'd been run over by a bus more than once. "Where am I?" He said moving his hands up over his face. "Please don't put me in a box!" he said feeling his heart rate speed up. He literally had no idea where he was, he didn't know who was around him. Really he had no idea what was happening.
"What's happening?!" He questioned wishing that he knew what was going on. Wishing her could remember anything that had happened over the last few weeks, days, even hours. He wished he could remember if and how he'd escaped from where he was. He'd also really liked to remember where he'd been. Because he knew a lot had happened recently. Isaac couldn't tell you what had happened though because for some reason his mind was very cloudy. Nothing made any sense right now at all, other than he knew he felt this urge to transform and escape where he was right now no matter what that meant. That's the level of uncertanty and fear he was feeling.
Nessa tucked some hair behind her ear as she kept on taking notes wishing that she could give Stiles the answer she knew he wanted. Sadly though she had to keep everyone in the dark about why she'd really come to Beacon Hills until just the right time. Of course, she knew that Scott was a werewolf, she knew Allison and her family were all hunters, and she'd done as she'd been told and gotten close to the whole pack so Scott would trust her. But there was something much bigger at play here and the time still wasn't right. After all, Scott wasn't an Alpha. Though if Deaton was correct in his assumptions, which she felt he was because she'd seen a lot of the same things he had in Scott, then she knew Scott really did have a real potential of becoming an alpha. And not because he took it from someone else. Scott could become a True Alpha, and of course, did that happen Nessa would consider herself beyond blessed to be his emissary.
The amazing thing about that too though was that being an emissary already, just not officially tied to any specific pack given there wasn't an alpha for her to guide, she still had the ability to read people pretty damn well. There was something about Stiles though that made him harder even for her to read than other people. "Hey," she said softly, finally, before she reached out and gently put her hand on his wrist. "I'm sure everything is fine, and we'll be out of here before you know it. You just have to do something other than look at the clock, because that'll make it go slower,"
Nessa really didn't have a good feeling when Scott had been called out of the class to go to the hospital. And clearly both her and Stiles knew it was because they must've found Isaac, or it must be something related to all of that. Either way though she knew now was not the time to worry people, it was the time to comfort them and try to help them feel better about a situation, regardless of the feeling she had in the pit of her stomach. Nessa didn't know what it meant, or what could be about to happen in their little town, but she knew it wouldn't be pretty.
[ so sorry if Isaac's post isn't that great... it's been forever since I've seen this season... and I did recently start the series... but from the beginning. Which I mean it won't be long before I'm on season 3 it's just been a while so I don't remember exactly how all this played out
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