So, I'm still in love with this show, no matter how corny I think it is.
And thus, the pairing will always find its way back to me.

No, I don't own BWOC or any of the characters – no copyright intended with this story.

"Tommy it's only for a month. I'll be back before you know it," Merton said as he slung an array of black clothes into a coffin shaped suitcase. "This month-long study is going to make or break my grade for the semester." Tommy growled as he sat down on the Goth's bed. Merton rolled his eyes and continued to pack.

"I don't care if you go Mert, but what happens if I wolf out? No one can talk me down like you can."

"I've been giving Lori tips for the last week. She can help you if you need it." Tommy just growled again before he jumped up and started pacing. "Calm down Tommy. You'll be fine." Tommy just grabbed his jacket and headed for the door. "Where are you going? Don't you even wanna see your best friend off?" Tommy turned and glared at him.

"No."

With that final word, Tommy slammed the door to the lair and left.

...

Tommy ran, his steps pounding the gravel beneath his now furry feet. He had wolfed out as soon as he had left Merton's, feeling angry, hurt, and above all, betrayed.

He wasn't quite sure why he felt like that though.

Running, he focused all his attention on getting out of town and into the woods, preferably as far away from Merton as possible. As soon as his paws hit grass, soil, and earth, he stopped running. Taking in deep breaths of the earthy smell around him, he just began to leisurely walk around the woods. Finding a flat enough rock, he sat down, cupping his head in his hands.

He hated that Merton was going, but it was only for a month; he just didn't know what would happen with him gone. He only had a small grip on his wolfing out still; Merton could keep him calm and keep him as just Tommy.

As weird as it was to say, he felt almost normal when he was with Merton, who happened to be the complete opposite of anything and everything normal. Letting out a tired breath, Tommy got up and headed back towards town.

Hopefully he hadn't waited too long; he would like to say goodbye to Merton.

...

Merton pulled his suitcase behind him, heading straight towards the bus that would take him away for the next month.

"Merton!" an emotionless calm female voice called, causing him to look up and meet the eyes of one of the few acquaintances he had that he actually got along with.

"Raven," he said to the girl, taking in her appearance; her hair was long, parted like two black curtains that framed her face, purple streaked through it every now and then; her eyes were such a dark and deep blue that looked purple in the right light; her skin was pale, accentuated only by the dark makeup she wore; a long-sleeved webbed top covered the top of her body while a long black skirt brushed around her ankles, exposing only a hint of the black biker boots she wore.

"I am glad you were able to come on this trip; no one appreciates the supernatural as much as you and I do."

"Supernatural stuff is what gets my blood pumping," Merton said, eyes scanning the parking lot. Raven watched him before tugging on his jacket sleeve. "Yeah?"

"The bus is boarding. We have to go." Merton nodded and loaded his suitcase into the bus before following the dark girl onto the bus, only glancing over his shoulder once, hoping to see a pair of brown, or even yellow, eyes; but there were none.

Tommy stood in the woods that lined the parking lot that was currently housing the bus that he saw his friend getting on. A low growl escaped him as he watched Merton talk to a Goth girl before following her on the bus. He took a step back into the shadows as Merton looked for him.

Growling again, he turned on his heel and ran, letting the darkness of the woods engulf him.

~3 weeks later~

Merton was sitting in his hotel room, reading over some papers for his research when a shrill ringing sounded throughout the room. Picking up the phone by the bed, he was met with a loud voice.

"Merton!"

"Lori? Everything okay?" Merton asked, already detecting the tone in the blonde's voice.

"It's Tommy… he's missing!"

"Missing? What do you mean missing?"

"As in he's gone and no one can find him!"

"How long has he been gone?"

"…He disappeared about the same time you left…" Merton felt the blood drain from his already pale face. "Merton, you there?"

"Y-yeah, I'm here… Where do you think he went?"

"No one knows. He just up and disappeared. His parents have search parties going on every day and night, but it's all to no avail. We can't find him."

"Where would he go?"

"Who knows what goes through jock-wolf's head. I figured I would give you a heads-up on the situation. How much longer you got up there anyway?"

"Just a week. As soon as I get home I'll help you look for him though."

"Thanks Mert. See you in a week then." As they hung up, Merton sighed.

He hoped Tommy was okay, wherever he was.

Tommy paced the ground anxiously before he tilted his head back and let out a loud howl. His clothes were tattered and frayed from his constant running. Curling up in as much of a ball as he could on the hard ground, he yawned and then tilted his head back, howling again.

For three weeks now, Tommy has been nothing but his werewolf self, fur and all. Closing his eyes, he let his wolf sleep and dream of dark spikes and pale light.

Merton jerked his head towards the window as he heard a loud howl resonate through the air; the howl shook him to his very core. His head snapped to the door as a rushed knock pounded against his door. Yanking it open, he saw a flushed-face Raven.

"You heard it didn't you?!" she exclaimed, pushing into his room and looking out his window. "There's something out there Merton. We have to go find it!"

"Wh-what?" he asked weakly as she turned and beamed at him; he had never seen her so excited.

"Oh Merton, we have to! Who knows what's out there?"

"It's probably just a stray," he said as she shook her head.

"You and I both know it's not. Come on Merton," she said, grabbing his arm. "When will we get another chance like this?" He just shook his head and her eyes hardened into a glare. "Fine. I'll go by myself."

"No! What if whatever's out there is dangerous?"

"I know enough about the supernatural to not go unprotected," she said, rolling her eyes in a way that reminded him of his sister Becky. "Just come with me Merton. Please." Sighing, he grabbed his jacket.

"Fine, let's go."

Together, the two Goths left the hotel and headed for the woods that surrounded it.

Tommy's head lifted as the wind changed; with it, he caught a familiar scent, an unfamiliar one, and a delicious one. He couldn't tell where he recognized the scent from though; he was so much the wolf and not Tommy that he couldn't quite understand.

"I don't understand why you had to stop by the Quik-Mart and buy fried chicken legs," a female voice murmured, making Tommy want to growl at it; he felt threatened by this voice for some reason.

"Because it howled; if whatever it is, is hungry, this will hopefully sate its craving." Tommy perked up at this voice; it had fried chicken and it made his stomach twist in a most pleasurable way.

"Yeah, because monsters like fried chicken," the female said, making Tommy growl. He heard them stop and he retreated a little deeper into the woods. "Did you hear that growl?"

"Yeah… stay here," the male voice said as it seemed to get closer.

"No! I'm not going to stay here! I want to see what the hell is out there!" Suddenly he heard hurried footfalls coming in his direction. Crouching, he bared his teeth and let out a defensive growl.

"Raven be careful!" the male voice cried, running after the girl. Tommy let out a loud angered growl as two figures came into his sight. He stayed crouched, but his golden eyes only landed on one of the two.

"Oh my Goth," the girl said, covering her mouth with her hands. "Merton do you see this? It's a lycanthrope in the flesh!" Merton moved next to her and eyed the wolf that he barely recognized.

Tommy was shirtless, bits of cloth still clinging to his fur; what was once pants was not in shreds that clung to his legs; his fur was caked with dirt and grime. Letting out a growl, he moved towards them a bit.

"Merton, you might want to step back," Raven said, pulling a small gun out of her pocket.

"What the hell is that?"

"It's got tranquilizer darts in it! We need to take this creature back so we can study it!"

"No! We should leave him alone," Merton said, reaching for the gun. She pulled back and stared at him in shock.

"This is one of the biggest discoveries of all time! We must capture him!" Tommy growled as he neared them. "He'll attack us if we don't." Merton looked between her and the wolf, who was eyeing him sadly.

"No." Tommy eyed the gun in her hands as it was raised towards him. Lunging, he grabbed Merton and took off running, tugging the Goth behind him.

"MERTON!"

Once they were far enough away, Tommy dropped Merton on the ground before he crouched over him, a low growl escaping him.

"Tommy?" Merton asked, although he was sure it was his jock friend. The werewolf growled again and leaned close to him, smelling him. "What happened to you? Lori called and said you were missing." Tommy growled in confusion before he moved away from Merton. Merton sat up on the ground and watched Tommy pace before he launched himself at him again, knocking them both to the hard ground. "Tommy!" Tommy let out a throaty growl as he buried his furry face in Merton's neck; Merton stilled as he felt a rough tongue lap at his skin. "T-Tommy…" Tommy growled again and lifted up a bit, turning Merton over on his stomach. "Wh-what are you doing?" Swiftly, a clawed paw went to his belt, undoing it quickly. "Tommy STOP!" Tommy lay still above Merton, who was gasping quietly. "What's come over you?"

"Mert…on," Tommy said with difficulty, he breath hot on the back of Merton's neck.

"Yeah Tommy, it's me. Talk to me buddy. What's wrong?"

"Mert…" Tommy growled, licking the back of Merton's neck.

"Tommy, think of cool rain, drizzling from the sky. A gentle breeze rustling through the leaves. A bubbling creek that ends in a beautiful waterfall. A field filled with beautiful flowers, their scent assaulting your nostrils." Merton stopped as he felt a shift in the air above him. Where there was once fur was now warm skin, claws replaced with fingernails. "You back?"

"Mhm. You always know how to calm me down buddy," Tommy mumbled, his breath still warm on Merton's neck.

"Now that you're back, I have a question."

"Shoot."

"WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?" Tommy shrugged, but still didn't get off of Merton.

"Well I wasn't thinking anything; that was all wolf."

"What do you mean?"

"When you left… the wolf kinda snapped and took over. For the last…"

"Three weeks."

"Three weeks, I've been living as the wolf and the wolf alone; he's very fond of deer and squirrels surprisingly." Merton was silent, waiting for Tommy to continue. "He didn't like that you left; hell, I didn't like that you left. So we just ran."

"And ended up outside the hotel where I was staying?"

"I guess… the wolf was leading the way; I was just kinda along for the ride."

"Tommy Dawkins-"

"He missed you. I missed you." Merton was silent before he asked another question.

"What was the wolf gonna do to me?"

"…Nothing," Tommy said, getting up finally. Merton turned around and looked at Tommy, who looked embarrassed.

"Tommy. What was he going to do?"

"Mert, the wolf was on its own course. Whatever it wanted to do, it wasn't me." Merton sat there before he flicked a pebble at the jock's forehead. "Ow!" Tommy growled, wolfing out. "What the hell was that for?"

"Tell me what you were going to do!" The wolf growled and moved closer to the Goth, who retreated a bit; the wolf was scary at times.

"Mert," he growled, still coming closer. "You don't want to know. Trust me."

"I do, though." The wolf growled again and pounced, knocking Merton on his back.

"You don't know what you mean to me."

"Tommy?"

"No, me." Merton gulped and the wolf smiled at his nervousness. "You asked, and I will answer, but you will not like it." With that, the wolf pressed his rough lips to Merton's shocked ones.

And then, he un-wolfed.

Tommy jumped off his friend and turned, sprinting into the woods, leaving Merton alone.

"Merton?" Merton looked up to see Raven hurrying towards him. "Are you okay?"

"…Yeah, yeah I'm fine." Merton let the girl help him up and lead him back to the hotel. He looked over his shoulder and caught the glint of animal-like eyes staring back at him before they turned and hurried away.

So there's chapter one.

Lot's going on.

It's prolly only gonna be a twoshot by the time I'm done.

Thanks for reading anyways :D

-JustMe133