Both Broken } Isaac Lahey x OC

? CHAOS RISING ?

"The straight one obviously," she said.

"You have that good of a gaydar?" Marley asked.

"I dated Jackson, didn't I?" Lydia said.

Marley gasped. Jackson was- "No way!"

...

"Obviously, it's not going to be particularly... Comfortable," Deaton said. "But if we can slow your heart rate down enough, you'll slip into a trance-like state."

The plan was simple. Freeze Isaac to almost death. Marley hated the idea, but her boyfriend insisted on doing it. Scott and Deaton stood by Isaac as he watched the ice bath closely. Derek and Marley stood on the other side, Stiles unfocused in the back.

"Like hypnosis?" Isaac asked.

"Exactly. You'll be half transformed. It'll let us access your subconscious mind," Deaton said. Marley trusted Deaton with a lot of things, but this looked terrifying.

"How slow does his heart rate need to be?" Derek asked, arms crossed.

"Very slow."

"Well how slow is very slow?" Marley asked.

"Nearly dead."

Marley's eyebrows raised as she mumbled. "Great."

Isaac bent down and placed his hand over the water. He immediately retracted it and hissed. "It's safe though, right?"

"Do you want me to answer honestly?" Deaton asked.

"No. No, not really," Isaac said, crossing his arms over the side of the tub. Marley locked eyes with him, her fear reflecting in his eyes. Isaac's gaze on her said a million words, all of which were different ways of saying 'I'll be okay'. It wasn't helping.

Everyone turned to look at Stiles slap a yellow glove to his hand. Marley shook her head. "What?"

"Isaac you don't have to do this," Marley said. "Emphasis on don't."

Isaac didn't say anything else, but took his grey shirt off and dropped it to the side. Each step he took into the tub made Marley's stomach turn. He sat down, breathing heavily, and held the side of the bath.

"Marley, keep hold of his hand," Deaton said. "You're his emotional connection."

Marley nodded and cupped Isaac's hand in hers. He looked up at her and nodded. 'I'll be okay'. She kept saying those words. 'He'll be okay'. Derek held Isaac's shoulders before pushing him down into the water. Seconds past and Isaac pushed his way back to the top of the water. He roared and glared his teeth into the air.

"Get him back under," Deaton said as Derek struggled to keep a hold of him. "Hold him!"

"We're trying!" Derek shouted. Isaac struggled longer as he fought to get out. Marley felt her heart being crushed. This is what it must have felt like to be locked in that freezer. Isaac was free of all that torture, and now, he was reliving it. Isaac stopped moving. His head floated to the surface.

"Now, remember, only I talk to him. Too many voices will confuse him and draw him out. Isaac? Can you hear me?" Deaton specified before calling for Isaac.

"Yes. I can hear you," he said calmly, his teeth chattering.

"This is Dr. Deaton. I'd like to ask you a few questions, if that alright?" Deaton asked. Isaac curled his fingers around Marley's as they held them under the water.

"Yes."

"I want to ask you about the night you found Erica and Boyd. I want you to remember it for me in as vivid detail as possible, like you're actually there again," Deaton said. If the situation wasn't so intense, Marley would have probably said something along the lines of 'wow no lie, you should do audible'.