The next day, Madison is walking to her car after a long day at school, desperate to get home and do her homework. When she gets into her car, she's startled by Isaac sitting in the back seat.

"How the hell did you get into my car?" She asks him, looking at him through her rearview mirror.

"It was unlocked," Isaac states and Madison laughs as she shakes her head at him. She pulls out of the school parking lot and Isaac climbs into the front seat, surprisingly not kicking Madison in the process.

She immediately stops at a red light and turns to him, her eyes roaming over him. He's wearing a black long sleeves, as well as a pair of jeans. "I haven't seen you in days," Madison points out. "How's the hiding been?"

"Horrible. Derek is a wreck, especially because you haven't come to find us." His eyes land on the leather jacket she's wearing and he looks back at her. "You're wearing the jacket though."

Madison looks down at it and back up at him, only to look back at the lights, which turn green immediately. "I miss him," Madison admits as she drives. "Every day. I just didn't want to take the risk of being followed, you know? I couldn't do that to you guys."

"I get that." The car goes silent for a few seconds before Isaac says, "I need you to drive me somewhere."

"And where is that?"

"The animal clinic," He admits and Madison looks over at him in shock before putting her attention back on the road.

"Seriously? Why?"

"I need to talk to Scott." Madison sighs as she stays silent for a few seconds, deciding on what she wants to do.

"Fine." Isaac smiles at her, despite her not being able to see him.

"Thank you." Madison nods in response and she pulls into the parking lot of the animal clinic minutes later. She puts her car in park and gets out with Isaac. "What are you doing?"

"I need to talk to him too." Isaac nods in understanding before they both walk in the front door, the bell ringing above them. Isaac shoves his hands in his pockets as they stand there, waiting. Dogs start barking and in seconds, the two of them make eye contact with Scott and Deaton.

"It's okay, guys," Deaton says as he walks to the gate. "We're open." He opens it and the two of them walk into the back and to the table where they see a dog laying down.

After a minute of silence between the four of them, Isaac speaks up from next to Madison. "Why does it smell like that?" His face is scrunched up like he dislikes the smell he smells and both Deaton and Scott smile at him, which only confuses both him and Madison, who was standing next to Scott. "What?" Deaton sets down the syringe in his hand and looks at Scott.

"Scott said almost the same thing to me a few months ago," Deaton replies, his voice sounding amused. "One day, he could somehow tell the difference between which animals were getting better, and which were not."

"He's not getting better, is he?" Isaac looks at the dog with sadness in his eyes as Deaton shakes his head in response and Isaac adds, "Like, cancer?"

"Osteosarcoma. It has a very distinct scent, doesn't it?" Scott nods and Deaton continues talking. "Come here." Isaac walks up to Deaton, seeming a bit hesitant. "I know you're well aware of what your new abilities can do for you- improved strength, speed, and healing." He looks down at the dog as he adds, "You ever wonder what it could do for others?"

Isaac looks at Deaton, then at Scott and almost immediately looks over at Madison, who had a soft expression on her face. Isaac looks back at Deaton and he smiles at him softly before saying, "Give me your hand." Isaac puts his hand on Deatons and Deaton slowly moves it on to the dog. "Go on."

In seconds, Isaac's veins in his arm turn black and he lets out a small gasp as he watches what happens play out. When Isaac takes his hand off the dog, he rolls up his sleeve and watches the black veins trail up his arm before looking back at the dog, seeming confused. "What did I do?" He asks.

"You took some of his pain away," Scott says, which makes Madison remember the time she was training with Derek and he had made her pain go away. She smiles to herself as she remembers the moment between them.

"Only a little bit," Deaton states. "But, sometimes, a little can make quite a difference."

Isaac puts his hand in front of his mouth, like he's trying to hide the face that he's forcing back tears. Scott notices and smiles before saying, "It's okay. First time he showed me, I cried, too." Isaac laughs at what he had just experienced and lets out a sigh.

Minutes later, Deaton had walked off with the dog to put it back in its cage, leaving Scott to put things where they go and to talk to Isaac and Madison. Madison is standing on Isaac's left as they lean against the table that the dog was just on.

"They're leaving tonight, during the game," Isaac says to Scott, who was at the cabinet behind him putting stuff away.

"So, why are you telling me?" He asks as he closes it and grabs the tray off of the table Isaac and Madison are leaning against and walks in front of them, setting the tray down on the counter.

"I'm not telling you- I'm asking you. I'm asking for your advice."

Scott, seeming confused about Isaac's response, asks, "From me? Why?"

"Because I trust you," Isaac replies with a shrug.

"Why?"

"Because you always seem to want to do the right thing."

"I usually have no idea what I'm doing," Scott admits, but then corrects himself as he says, "Actually, I always have no idea what I'm doing."

"Hmm. Do you want to let me know what you're doing right now?"

"I'm not going anywhere, if that's what you mean. I have too many people here who need me."

"Well, I guess that makes me lucky, 'cause, uh... 'Cause I don't have anyone, so…" Isaac pushes off of the table and walks towards the doorway.

"Are you gonna go with them?" Scott asks, which causes Isaac to stop and face him.

"Yeah. Yeah, I think I will. Good luck with the game, though."

"Well, thanks, but I'm not-I'm not going, either." Scott puts his hands in his pockets as he diverts his eyes off of Isaac. "I can't even think about playing some meaningless game right now."

"You weren't at practice last week, were you?"

"No, I skipped it. Why?" Scott looks back at Isaac, waiting for his response.

"And you didn't hear?"

"Hear what?" Scott asks, seeming a bit scared.

"Jackson was there."

"What do you mean, 'there?' Like, he was–"

"As if nothing had happened," Isaac interrupts.

"Really? That means, the game tonight...?"

"Yeah... He's playing." Isaac sighs as he walks out of the animal clinic. Scott turns to face Madison and sees the look on her face.

"You okay?" He asks her and she shrugs. "You didn't say anything just now. Actually, you haven't even talked the entire time you've been here."

"Isaac was the one that needed to talk to you," Madison says, avoiding looking at him.

"Are you sure he was the only one?" Madison looks up at Scott and sees him smiling at her, causing her to sigh.

"I'm sorry, okay? For joining Derek's pack, for going against you and for everything. I'm sorry." Scott's face softens, not knowing that's what she wanted to talk about. He didn't know what she wanted to talk about, but he wasn't expecting that.

"It's okay, Mads."

"God, both you and Stiles said that and I know it's not okay because I don't feel okay. I hate myself for how I treated you guys and you were the one that made me mad enough to do it. Just please, please forgive me." Madison looks at him with pleading eyes and he smiles at her softly.

"Of course I forgive you, Mads. I just really hope we can be friends again, you know?"

"I'd like that. I miss you and Stiles, like, a lot." Scott laughs as he nods in agreement.

"Are you going to the game tonight?"

"I might. I don't really know. But I do have to go because I have a lot of homework to get done."

Scott nods in understanding and Madison smiles at him before leaving the clinic and walking out to her car, noticing Isaac isn't waiting for her. She sighs as she gets into her car and pulls away from the clinic and heading home.

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