Training [Isaac Lahey]

Training [Isaac Lahey]

Description: Y/N and the pack have a training session.

Warnings: Use of weapons.

Y/N, Isaac, and the rest of the pack had decided to do a “training” day. Mostly for Scott’s Beta, Liam, but it was for everyone; especially with the hunters around. Y/N herself wasn’t a supernatural, but she is a hunter, along with Allison, so they were paired up with each other in addition to Stiles with his bat.

The three humans stayed over by the cars while the others found a hiding spot. After five minutes Scott called Allison and they walked into the woods. Y/N’s weapons of choice were a bow, knives and homemade wolfsbane canisters. Those were just for fun though.

“Y/N, Stiles and I are going this way, you go the other.” Allison whispered. Y/N nodded in response and pulled the bottom of her arrow back to where it hit her cheekbone, ready to fire at anytime.

Malia was the first to advance on the hunter but was thrown back by an arrow ripping through the flesh of her thigh.

“Try something more unexpected.” Y/N whispered. She heard a tree branch snap and turned around throwing a knife and hitting Liam in the shoulder and sticking him to the tree.

After watching the two others try to sneak up on his armed girlfriend, Isaac decided to do something new. As he hid on a long branch just above the girl he decided his best attack would be to drop down.

After Y/N battled off Scott and Liam she was facing away from Isaac, giving him the perfect chance to surprise her. He jumped down and before he could move a muscle Y/N already had him on the floor with a knife to his neck.

“That didn’t work.” Isaac mutters. Y/N chuckles and puts her knife back in her thigh holster and leans back down to press her lips to Isaac’s.

“No it didn’t, but it was a good idea babe.” Y/N stands up and holds her hand out for her boyfriend, who grabs it and stands himself up.

“That was good. Who wants to go again?” Scott asks. Isaac leans down to Y/N’s ear and whispers.

“That was hot.” Y/N grins. “We should blow off training and go back to your house.” Isaac hints. Y/N continues to stare straight ahead.

“Not a chance, Lahey.”

Pick Me [Stiles Stilinski & Isaac Lahey]

Description: Stiles is in love with Y/N but she’s not in love with him. 

"He is so cute." Y/N thinks as she watches Isaac Lahey stands next to Scott on the Lacrosse field. She didn't normally sit there and watch them practice because that's creepy, but Stiles needed a ride home because Roscoe is in the shop, so she waited for him. Stiles was currently practicing his shots and kept bouncing the ball off of the goalies helmet. Isaac and Scott laugh at her friends attempts at making a goal. "He has an adorable laugh, beautiful heart, gorgeous face and he's snarky, just like me. We'd be a perfect match." She thinks again.

After a while Coach Finstock finally calls practice for the day Stiles trudges over to his friend.

"Good practice Stiles." Y/N says with a smile.

"Yeah, ok." Stiles snorts.

"Oh come on Mieczyslaw, you're human. Cut yourself some slack. Scott and Isaac are on werewolf steroids, so that's not really fair." Stiles looks at her for a second before nodding. He shoves his gloves in his bag then turns to her.

"Again with the first name. How many times do I have to tell you to stop saying that." He whines.

"For the rest of our lives Mieczyslaw. See, rolls right off the tongue." Y/N chuckles. "Anyways, did Isaac say anything to you about me?" She asks hopefully.Earlier, Y/N and Stiles made a deal, that if she gave him rides until his Jeep was finished, he'd ask Isaac about her.

"Yeah, he uh, said it was sweet of you to give me rides and you look nice today." Stiles says as he rips his cleats off. He doesn't want to do this, but Y/N really likes Isaac and he'd never be able to tell her no. Y/N blushes and looks down at the ground. "We should go. I have homework." Y/N nods and grabs her bag. She leads Stiles to her car and gets in after putting her bag in the backseat.

On the way to Stiles' house Y/N turns to him. "I feel like I should talk to him. Should I talk to him? It might be a bad idea." She rambles. Stiles looks over at her and smiles. They have a lot in common.

"You should. I think he likes you." He says.

"That or it's his flirty personality." Stiles thinks.

"Are you sure? I really like him and I don't want to screw everything up."

"I am 99.9% sure he has feelings for you too." Stiles sighs. After that Y/N pulls up in front of Stiles' house and he gets out immediately and throws a 'Thanks' over his shoulder. "Why can't she be in love with me." He mutters.

Y/N pulls away and starts thinking. "I feel confident. I should probably do this now." So she turns onto Scott's street.

§§§

Once she makes it to Scott's, after sitting in her car for a minute, making sure she looks ok, she walks up to the front door. She hears music coming from inside, so she rings the doorbell. After a minute she rings it again. After three minutes she puts her hand on the doorknob and turns it to find out it's unlocked. She walks in and closes the door behind her. Obviously the music is so loud Isaac can't even hear over it, even with his enhanced hearing. She follows the sound up to Isaac's door and knocks on it.

"Isaac, it's Y/N, can I come in?" After no one answers she gets worried and twists the handle to push the door open. Her eyes immediately land on Isaac on top of Allison, who is shirtless and has one bra strap off. They are making out. Y/N drops her keys that she'd held in her hand and puts her palm over her mouth. "Oh my god."

Isaac jumps up and looks over at her. He turns his music down and Allison covers herself up.

"Y/N, what the hell?! Don't you know how to knock?!" He yells.

Y/N bends down and grabs her keys quickly. "I did. I'm sorry. I-I rang the doorbell and no one answered and I got worried so I walked in and you didn't answer when I knocked so I thought you were hurt or something." She rushes.

"I'm fine. What do you want? I'm kind of busy here." Isaac replies in a cold tone.

He's never been like this.

Y/N stares at Isaac before opening her mouth. "Nice to know we feel differently about each other." She snarls. She turns and runs down the stairs. She slams the front door on her way out and her tires screech as she pulls away from the curb. All with tears running down her face.

§§§

"He lead me on! He acted like he had feelings for me! When does a boy ever give flowers to a girl he doesn't like?" Y/N rants to Stiles. Stiles just sits on his computer chair as she paces his room. "No guy will ever love me. Am I that bad?"

"I do." Stiles whispers, he didn't think she'd hear it, but of course in true Y/N Y/L/N fashion, she did.

"What was that?" She asks.

Stiles' eyes widen and he decides this is it.

He's finally going to tell her he loves her.

"I do. I love you!" He exclaims and pushes off of his chair. "So, pick me. Choose me. Love me." He says.

Y/N looks at him for a few seconds before dropping her eyes to the floor. "Stiles. I can't."

"Well there goes my heart."

Emotionless [Dean Winchester]

Description: Sammy dies and it hits Dean and the reader hard. 

Warnings: Mentions of blood, torture, Sam actually dies. 

They were too late. He had already bled out by time Y/N and Dean got to him. The ghouls that took on Adam and Kate's bodies cut Sam's wrists and hit the arteries. Along with the ripping his heart out and creating more gashes in his body, it didn't take long.

They killed the ghouls and gathered Sam's body. Y/N insisted on giving him a proper funeral, but Dean said "He died like a hunter, he deserves to go out like one.". He burned Sam's body. Y/N stood by him the whole time as Dean's face remained emotionless.

Typical Dean. Trying to be strong for the people he loves.

§§§

It's been two days. Dean, of course, threw himself into work. Y/N on the other hand, took care of Dean. Forcing him to at least drink and eat. Sleep didn't come easy for either of them. They were both exhausted but every time they closed their eyes all they saw was Sam lying on the table.

Y/N was also getting pissed at Dean. Not because of anything he's done, but because of what he's not doing. He hasn't cried, he's hasn't started the grieving process.

"Dean, do you need anything?" Y/N asks as she stands behind him. He's got Sam's laptop, his dad's journal and multiple newspapers.

"I'm fine." He answers, paying no mind to his girlfriend.

"Dean-."

"I'm busy."

"Would you stop for five minutes and just listen to me you jackass?!" She yells. Dean rises from his chair quickly, making it screech.

"What do you want me to listen about?!"

"You need to stop blocking your emotions out. This isn't good for you." Y/N explains. "You've thrown yourself into another case, you haven't cried, quivered, anything."

"Because I don't need to." Dean replies.

"Yes you do! Don't you get it?!" She yells. "Sam isn't coming back Dean! He's dead, we burned him. So yell, scream, cry. Just do something! Please, just let me know the Dean I know and love is still in there somewhere! Take it out on me if you have to!" Y/N cries.

Dean takes one look at the tear that rolls down her face and he immediately starts crying. Y/N walks to him and wraps her arms around him and he wraps his arms around her.

"I wish I couldn't feel a damn thing!" Dean sobs. "I'm feeling all of these things and I don't know how to handle it. Sammy is dead and I can't bring him back." Y/N pulls away to look at his face, she puts her hands on his cheeks and wipes his tears. "He's the only family I have. What am I supposed to do now?"

"You still have me, Dean. I will never, ever leave you. And I don't know what we're going to do next, but I'll be right by your side, ok? I'll always be by your side." Dean nods. "You need to hurt before you heal. You can't just push your feelings away, you're human. It's only natural to have these emotions, and I'm a woman, so your emotions won't scare me off or make me not love you anymore, so please for the love of god, don't feel like you need to be strong for me."

"I've told you how much I love you right?" Dean whispers. Y/N nods and Dean leans down to kiss her.

"I love you too Dean."

Testify [Scott Reed]

Description: Scott comforts Y/N before her court appearance. 

Warnings: Mentions of r*pe, underage drinking, Bryce and Monty.

"Come on Y/N! Just one more!" Bryce shoved a cup full of alcohol in the girls face.

She had already drank three cups of whatever Bryce had mixed in and two tequila shots. She wasn't a lightweight, but mixed drinks have a higher alcohol content.

"No, I'm good." Y/N slurs. "I should find Jeff." Everyone around her booed.

"Come on Y/L/N, don't be a pussy." Monty teases.

"Eat a dick Montgomery."

"Only if you suck mine first."

"Alright, that's enough. Y/N I'll help you find Jeff."

"Bye bitches, I'm goin' to get some food." Y/N heaves herself up and links her arm with Bryce's so he can help her walk. They walk through the house before Bryce heads to the stairs. "Jeff's up here?" The intoxicated girl asks.

"Yeah. He came up here to watch some TV."

"There's too many stairs. Can't he just come get me?" Y/N stumbles.

"Uh, no. Can't leave you down there by yourself." Bryce smiles.

"But-."

"Just come with me ok?!"

"I don't want to, I want to go to Jeff."

"He's up here."

"I don't believe you."

Bryce gets frustrated and ends up putting Y/N over his shoulder for the rest of the way.

"What the fuck! Put me down!"

Bryce throws her down on his bed and reaches up under her skirt.

"Bryce! Stop!"

"Come on Y/N don't act like you don't want me."

Bryce pulls his pants and underwear down, revealing himself.

"Stop pl-please! Bryce! Don't!"

Y/N was pulled out of her thoughts by a voice behind her.

"Are you ok?"

She turns around to see Scott Reed standing there.

"Yeah, I was just thinking." She mumbles.

"About the trial?"

"About everything." Y/N trusted Scott. He had been her friend even before everything happened. She knew he wasn't like the others. "It's just," She paused for a second. "Irritating, to see him sit there, acting like he hasn't ruined multiple people's lives. Hannah, Jessica, Me, and Chloe. His own fucking girlfriend Scott! How fucked up can one person be?" Y/N rants. Scott's eyes follow the girl as she paces the hallway.

"I'm sure Bryce is as fucked up as they come, but I know you, and I know you're not freaking out over him." Y/N stops and looks at Scott. "You're freaking out because you have to testify, and you've heard everything the schools lawyer has put Jessica through, and how they dragged Hannah through the dirt. You don't want to be outed. I get that, everyone that has gone through the same thing you are does. But the only difference is that you're Y/N Y/L/N, you are a badass. They're going to try and turn it around on you, but you know what they say isn't true. You're strong. You can do this."

Y/N brings Scott into a hug as tears well up in her eyes.

After a few minutes Y/N pulls away and Scott still holds her shoulders. "Thank you, god I probably look horrible right now." She chuckles. Scott brings his thumbs up under her eyes and wipes away the stray tears.

"You look beautiful. Like always."

MVC [Grayson Dolan]

Description: Grayson and Y/N get into a nasty MVC. 

Warnings: Car crash, Mentions of blood, and curse words probably. 

A/N: The twins are back today!

"I can't wait to get home and get in sweats." Y/N states as she stares at the window, watching raindrops, imagining they're racing each other.

Grayson squeezes her hand that rests under his and chuckles. "Get into sweats and then pass out."

"Hey, you got me food and now my tummy is full. I'm a happy girl." Grayson smiles lovingly at her and pulls her hand up to his lips, pressing a quick kiss to it. 

"I love you Y/N Y/M/N."

"I love you Grayson Bailey."

Life is great. His job is amazing. He's got great friends, family, and the perfect fiancee. Why would he ever think tonight things would change?

The SUV in front of them hits the brakes and skids into the next lane and hits another car.

"Oh my god." Y/N gasps.

Then the car turns. The force from the impact sending it into the left lane.

Grayson's lane.

The car is facing them, as if they were playing chicken. It rams its passenger side into the wall and stops.

"Fuck!" Grayson exclaims as he presses down hard on his brake.

He was going to fast to stop from hitting the car.

He couldn't stop it.

Grayson turned the wheel to the right so his side would take the impact. The back of the Porsche scrapes against the dividing wall, sending sparks flying through the air.

"Gray!" Her first reaction was to reach out for him and hold on for dear life.

Then they felt it. The impact. The turning of the small car. Then the front of it hitting the wall. Glass shattering. Then the car flying into the oncoming lanes. Landing in the middle of it all.

When the car finally stops. Y/N looks over at Grayson.

"Gray?" She asks shakily. His head is leaning against the broken window and there is a gash on his head. "Grayson!" A pain erupts in her lower stomach and she clutches it with her bloody hands. "Gray! Please wake up!" She cries.

Eventually the pain in her body becomes too much, and she loses consciousness.

§§§

Grayson wakes up in the hospital with a searing pain in both his head and left ribs.

"Hey you're awake." Ethan says and gets up to sit in the chair beside his twin.

"Where is she? Where's Y/N?!" Grayson freaks out after he realizes what'd happened.

"She's in another room. They wouldn't tell me anything or let me see her." Ethan explains.

"That's bullshit." Grayson groans. "She's practically your sister."

"It's a legal thing bro." Grayson sits up in his bed with Ethan's help. "Do you want to go see her?" Ethan asks. Grayson nods and grips his ribs.

They really fuckin' hurt.

"Ok. Press your call button. Your nurse knows where she's at."

Grayson presses the button and a couple of seconds later a older woman wearing dark blue scrubs walks in.

"Oh you're awake! How are you feeling Mr.Dolan?" She looks over the heart monitor and writes down what she sees.

"I'm fine. Where's my fiancee? I need to see her." He asks.

"Y/N is on the fourth floor. She's stable."

"Is she alone?"

"She is, but she's asleep right now."

"I want to see her."

The nurse nods and grabs the folded wheelchair from the closet in his room. She helps him into it and gestures for Ethan to come along.

Once they get to the fourth floor Grayson notices something. The hallway is decorated with posters about babies, and labor.

Why would Y/N be here?

The nurse stops in front of the room and gets a doctor.

"Mr. Dolan, this is you and your fiancée's Doctor, she is going to fill you in on your conditions." Then she pushes him into the room and Grayson's eyes divert to Y/N's peaceful face.

She's passed out in a hospital bed and she's still absolutely beautiful.

"Mr. Dolan I am Dr. Lee, I'm glad you're awake." She shakes his hand and then she shakes Ethan's.

"Is she ok?" Grayson asks.

"How about we start with your condition." Grayson reluctantly nods and Dr. Lee continues. "You have a nasty gash on your head that I stitched up, a mild concussion and three bruised ribs on your left side. Your ribs will heal, and your sutures will dissolve on their own, but in a week you'll have to have someone check your head. Other than that, you're perfectly healthy."

Dr.Lee takes a breath and turns to Y/N “As far as Ms.Y/L/N, she’s got some scratches and bruises, but the baby is ok.”

Grayson looks away from his fiancee and to Dr.Lee with wide eyes. “Baby? She’s pregnant?”

“Yes she is. About a month and a half along.” 

Grayson’s eyes well up with tears and Ethan puts his hand on his shoulder, giving it a squeeze. 

“They’re ok Gray.”

“She is going to have to be very, very careful and not stress, but they are both really strong.”

“Thank you.” Grayson says. 

“You’re welcome, I’m going to leave you two with her, if you need anything just press the all button.” She smiles and then walks out of the room. 

It was silent for a few moments before Grayson turned to his twin. 

“I’m going to be a dad, E.” 

When Patients Attack [Connor Rhodes]

Description: A patient assaults Y/N.

Warnings: Blood, assault. 

"Dr. Y/L/N, this is Louie Gramza, unconscious forty year old male, had a seizure in the ambulance on the way here. Five centimeter laceration across the forehead, Abdominal Contusions. BP and Heart Rate are slightly elevated." The paramedic finishes his handover and Y/N starts giving orders. She takes her penlight out and pulls Louie's eyelids back.

"Dr. Y/L/N his oxygen levels are low." A nurse says.

"Start him on oxygen and get me a Neurosurgery Consult, his left pupil is enlarged."

"Yes doctor." The nurse says. She runs out of the room to get to the phone.

While Y/N and April are getting ready to clean and stitch the laceration, Dr. Halstead runs into the room and asks if he could steal April for an emergency.

"Go ahead. I got this." On their way out the door to the trauma bay closes. She turns back to Louie and grabs the antiseptic. "Ok, Louie, lets get this stitched up."

§§§

After finishing the stitches, Y/N was told there was a wait on the Neuro Consult, so she started cleaning up the kit she used. She had her back turned to Louie, so she didn't notice when he woke up, and started to stand. He bumped the cart beside him and she quickly turned around.

"Louie, you're ok, but you should really get back in bed." She places her hands on his shoulders and tries to persuade him into at least sitting down. Louie grunts and pushes her back. She stumbles but doesn't fall. "Louie, get back in the bed now." She states firmly.

Louie suddenly shoves her into the bins and she falls. Then he grabs her and pushes her onto the gurney and she kicks and scratches at him. "Louie!" He grabs her by the neck and shoves her into the wall again, but this time into the glass cabinet. The glass shatters and Y/N can feel some of it get stuck in her neck and head, but she still fights to get him off. He grabs her by the neck and pushes her head into the window. It cracks, and she struggles to get a breath in. He does it a second and a third time before she goes unconscious.

§§§

"Hey April. Where's Y/N?" Connor asks as he stands by the nurses station.

"Last time I saw her was when we were in Baghdad treating a patient, but I got pulled."

"That was over an hour ago." Connor states. "No one has seen her since then?"

"I don't know, I'm sorry." April shrugs.

Connor decides to go look for her, so when he walks through the door, he is stunned at what he sees.

His fiancée. On the floor. Beat to hell.

"I need some help in here!" He yells. Immediately, April, Natalie, Will and a few other nurses join him in the room.

"Oh my god." April mutters before going to help Louie, knowing Connor will take care of Y/N. Will goes to help Connor as well.

"Get me that backboard! We're taking her into another room."

Y/N had her eyes closed, because her head felt like it was going to explode. She couldn't move and couldn't hear anything, so her eyes shot open as soon as Will and Connor rolled her onto her back. They both tried to talk to her, but all she heard was ringing, no words, sounds, nothing.

"Y/N, what happened?" Connor asks. She just looks at him with wide, confused eyes. Will looks at Connor and they share a look. "Can you move? Can you speak?"

They finally get her into another trauma room and start examining her.

"Her neck is bruised and swollen, she needs an airway evaluation." Will says, Natalie joins and pushes Connor out of the way.

While the doctors work on her, Y/N brings her right hand to her left ring finger.

It's gone.

"Y/N your lung is collapsing, we're going to need to push a chest tube in." Will tries telling her, but she still can't hear a single thing.

Maggie then rushes into the trauma room pulling her gloves on. Y/N and Maggie have a mother-daughter relationship. Y/N's parents were doctors here and she'd see Maggie all of the time.

"Hi, sweetie, follow my finger with your eyes ok?" Maggie says. She puts her finger in front of the doctors face and she follows it. Knowing that's what Maggie wanted her to do because that was their protocol. Maggie goes to grab a penlight when Y/N grabbed her hand. She used her right hand to point at her ring finger. Maggie looks down and realizes the beautiful ring is gone. "Connor! Her ring is gone!"

He walks up beside them and looks. "I don't care about the ring, it can be replaced. I only care about her right now."

"She loves that ring, you gave it to her."

Connor nods and his eyes widen. "Wait, did she hear you? Did she tell you her ring is gone?"

"I think she heard me, and no she grabbed my hand and pointed. Why? Has she not been following you guys?"

"No, she seems almost confused." Connor walks around to the other side and gives Will room to place the tube. He touches her jaw and Y/N immediately cringes. "Her jaws dislocated. I need to set it."

"You can't Connor." Natalie says.

"Have any of you set a jaw before?" He challenges. The other two shake their heads. "I'm doing it." He grabs gauze to place under his fingers and then grips it. "This is going to hurt."

POP

Tears well up in Y/N's eyes and Connor grabs her hand.

§§§

Connor sits in the chair beside her bed. She had just gotten out of surgery and was still asleep. While she was in surgery Connor went back to find her ring. It was mixed in with a pile of glass shards.

"She's going to so happy you found that." Maggie says as she stands in the doorway.

Connor looks around the room and tears gather in the corner of his eyes.

"I don't understand why he'd do that to her."

"He had a Epidural Hematoma. Y/N requested a Neuro Consult, but everything was a mess and the nurse didn't get it sent. She stayed with him because that's what she thought was going on."

"And this damn ring, it's all she cared about."

"She cares about it because it's from you, and she absolutely loves you. You're her favorite person."

Connor chuckles and wipes his tears. "I really do not deserve that woman."

Y/N taps Connor's hand, trying to get his attention.

"Hey, how are you feeling? Can you hear now?" She nods and makes a thumbs up. Connor smiles and presses a kiss to her forehead. "Look what I found." He pulls out the ring and her face lights up. She holds her left hand out for him to put it on her finger. "I also got this for you." He hands her a small dry-erase board and a marker. 

Y/N grabs it and turns it away from him. After a few moments she turns it around again. “I love you” is written with a heart besides it. 

“I love you too.”