This fiction is a Wolf Lake/Buffy the Vampire Slayer crossover that I thought would be fun to do. This has nothing to do with my other fiction, Sophia's Choice, and may contradict it in some ways.

Timeline: Wolf Lake - Where the last episode left off. Buffy - After the 3rd season ended and Buffy and the Scooby gang have graduated from high school. Willow is still with Oz.

This chapter: For those that remember Arthur Van Halen in the last episode of Wolf Lake… he's the one who did the blood transfusion of Ruby's wolf blood into John Kanin. He had an internet show about his quest. I'm making this internet show the reason for what's about to happen. Hope you like it, let me know.

Disclaimer: I do not own Buffy the Vampire Slayer or Wolf Lake and make no money from the writing of this fiction.

The Nutty Professor

The red haired, green eyed Willow Rosenburg sat anxiously in front of her computer in her pretty suburban home in the town of Sunnydale, California. She kept glancing at the clock on the wall, hoping that her boyfriend, Oz, would be arriving on time. She didn't want him to miss the live internet show that was due to come on in a few minutes. She had been watching it everyday at 6:00 p.m. for the past week and she began to get excited at what it could mean.

A light knock on her balcony door announced his arrival and she quickly waved him in through the glass of the door. Oz came quietly into her room, in case her parents were downstairs. Her parents rarely paid attention to what Willow did, but he didn't want to get his girlfriend in trouble just in case.

"So what's the deal?" he whispered to her as he took a seat next to her. He had received her call a half an hour ago and she seemed frantic that he get here on time.

"There is this man, Professor Van Halen, who has this show I wanted you to see. He is a werewolf hunter," she whispered back.

Oz turned his head to study her face. "Just what I needed to hear, Will."

"Shh… he's coming on now, just watch," Willow said, trying to shush him.

The face of an older man in his sixties came on the screen. The picture quality wasn't very good and he seemed to be doing this show while driving, the camera set on his dashboard. Oz gave her a skeptical look.

"Well, I am scared now," Oz said, sarcastically.

"Shh…," Willow hissed again as the professor began to speak.

"Good evening to you, my loyal subscribers. As you can see I'm getting ever closer to my destination of Wolf Lake, Washington. My sources have told me that a white wolf has just been captured in that area and is being held in a warehouse outside of Seattle. But this is no ordinary wolf, no sir. I have it in strictest confidence from my mole in Wolf Lake that this wolf is one of them, the vile, human hating shape shifters. So we are making a little detour to that facility where I plan on acquiring her. Yes folks, it's a female. And not just any female, but a white one. And if you were listening to my show on Monday you'll remember that the white one would be the Alpha female.

Tonight I expect to have her here, in my mobile facility, and then we will be making our way back to Wolf Lake to find the Alpha male. My mole in Wolf Lake has assured me that he can provide the information necessary to induce a transformation. So, my friends, we have a very exciting week ahead of us. When you tune in tomorrow at the same time, you'll see first hand and live, a female werewolf. Now I'll be checking to see who hasn't paid their fees yet, so you best make sure you do that now if you don't want to be cut out of the show. See you tomorrow!"

The screen went blank and Willow turned off her computer and faced Oz. "Well?" she smiled, "What do you think?"

Oz looked at her with the same stoic expression he always wore. "Short."

"No, I mean, Wolf Lake? Aren't you a bit excited that there could actually be a place where other werewolves are living together? Aren't you curious about this place?"

"Willow, this professor guy could be a total quack. In fact, I'm almost sure that he is. He said they captured a white wolf. A wolf, Will, not a creature. When I change, I'm not exactly all furry and cute looking."

Willow looked a bit dismayed. "Well, that's true…, but still, it might be worth looking into. There is something else I've been investigating as well." Willow seemed hesitant to tell him this next part.

Oz knew Willow was a wizard with the computer. She could crack into any security system out there and this made her a very valuable member of Buffy's team. He looked at her now, waiting for what she was going to say.

"Well, you know how you told me you were adopted… ," she hesitated in her very Willow-like way.

"Yeah?"

"I kind of did a search…"

"Kind of? Will, what are you trying to say?"

"I found out some things about your adoption." She smiled and lifted her eyebrows, like it was a happy surprise.

Oz started feeling a little nervous inside. "Am I going to want to hear this?"

Willow's face fell. "Well… I suppose I don't have to tell you. I was just thinking… you know… that you might be curious about… where you came from."

Oz sighed. "O.K. let's hear it then." Willow's face brightened up again.

"Well, first off, you were adopted in Seattle, Washington," she paused for effect.

"Yeah, o.k.," he nodded.

"Don't you get it? It's the closest big city to Wolf Lake! You might have originated there." she said, excitedly. Oz just shrugged. Then her face became serious. "I also have something sad to tell you."

Oz squinted his eyes at her, "What?"

"Your mother died in a car crash while you were still in her womb," she waited to see if he would have a reaction. He didn't. "The police report said that she was on her way to Seattle when a truck hit her car head on. They were able to save you, but not her. Weird thing is, the police could find no record or identification on her. She was a Jane Doe case until someone actually stole her body from the mortuary. What do you think of that?"

"I'm not sure, but it looks like you have a theory," he replied.

"I do!" Willow said excitedly. She loved investigating and this kind of mystery was irresistible to her. "I think the other werewolves stole the body before they could do an autopsy on it."

"Why didn't they take me back as well, if they were so worried about being found out?"

"Maybe they didn't know about you. I'm not sure. Maybe they thought you were dead or they couldn't find you or something. In any case, you were adopted pretty quickly and your new parents left Seattle that year and moved here. So… what do you think?"

Oz shrugged, "I think it's possible."

"Well, don't you think you might want to go to Wolf Lake and see if you have any relatives there, a father maybe?" she excitedly asked.

"Whoa… hold on," Oz replied. "Even if this Wolf Land.."

"Wolf Lake," Willow corrected.

"Right, even if this Wolf Lake did exist, what makes you think they would be happy to see me. We are not exactly known for our hospitality to strangers."

"Oz?" Willow sighed, "Just think, there might be family there. Others, just like you." Oz sat there thinking about her words.

"I have a feeling you have more to say," Oz looked at her carefully.

"Well, you know how I said we should take a little trip together, before the next full moon?"

"Willow…" Oz could tell where this was heading.

"No, just listen to me. It's summer and I'll be starting college in the fall, and I wanted us to spend some quality time together. So I bought two plane tickets to Seattle, an early birthday present for you!" She smiled.

Oz gave her a half smile. "Couldn't we just go to Hawaii or something?"

Willow looked disappointed at his response.

"I'm sorry, Will," he said, apologetically. He hated making her sad, she was so sincere. "All right, we'll go to Seattle." Her face brightened a little. "And we'll go to this Wolf Lake if you want." Her face brightened even more. He couldn't help but smile back at her.

"When do we leave?" he asked as he stood up.

"Um…well… tomorrow. It was the only good deal I could find on my budget," she quickly explained.

"Well, I suppose I better tell the band not to count me in for the next few gigs," he said. He bent down to kiss her cheek. "I really do appreciate the birthday gift, Will. Spending time alone with you will be great no matter where we go."

Willow blushed and smiled knowingly.

"I better get packing, too. Plane leaves at 1:30 p.m. tomorrow. I've got to tell Buffy, Xander, and Giles that we'll be gone for awhile. Maybe Giles can give us a lift to the airport." Willow was now in planning mode. Oz knew she would take care of all the details, she always did.

Stepping outside of Willow's room onto the balcony, Oz looked up into the night sky. Just a crescent moon tonight, he thought. He began to think about this town of werewolves called Wolf Lake as he leapt over the side of the balcony and onto the grass below. He shook his head at the image of hundreds of creatures like him running wild on a full moon night, probably killing each other. It's a wonder that there is any of them left, he decided.

Oz had never known control of his own beast. He was locked up every full moon by Willow and her friends to prevent him from the mindless killing he would do otherwise. He also had no memory of what he did while he was in that state.

Perhaps it would be interesting to talk to other werewolves, he began to think. Maybe they would have some good advice for him. He would like to see how they managed their lifestyles. This might not be such a bad idea after all.

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Next to come: Oz and Willow arrive in Wolf Lake!

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