Chapter 4: Fever
Steve was dreaming or better experiences the animal/wolf version of dream. He hates it and was always glad when he could change back befor sleep or didn't have to sleep at all. But this ´dreams´ were something he couldn't get used to. It feels more like drug induced hallucination or something similar.
He was back in the cell with the chains and he hates chains. They always tell him that he is treated like a dangerous animal and that's not what he is. He is human and has a gift, at least thats what his father and Joe always told him even when it was sometimes just to make him feel good.
His instinct was more active than a normal human´s and as a wolf he was mostly leaded by it but still he had control. Hart, iron control that he had trained but still there were people who put chains on him and he wouldn't accept it.
So Steve gets up and feels suddenly cold, his legs were wobbly and a storm explodes inside his head with an increase of the static noises inside his ears. There was somewhere an enemy, it has to be that way, he was chained up so someone had to do it.
A shadow was moving closer and to his right side and Steve´s instinct told him to attack. Taking the last of his strength the wolf jumps at the shadow, flashing his teeth and claws.
Danny was dozing of slowly while he pets the soft fur. Thinking about dog-type people and cat-type people. He was more the dog-type, a cat did never make sense to him. Why have a pet that does only sleep and eat and ignore you until it wants something. Dogs were different, you could train them to become useful partners, they listen to you, try to please you and show their love.
A sudden movement from his partner below his head let Danny´s half-sleep disappear. Steve got up, unsteady and with unfocused eyes. A threatening grows escapes the wolf and Danny gets up slowly to see if there was any danger for them that only the wolf could feel or hear or see. Danny wasn't so sure which of his partners enhanced senses would find first an intruder.
But moving was apparently the wrong thing to do, getting the wolf´s attention was not a good thing in this situation because Danny could see that Steve wasn't really their or better, doesn't recognizes him.
The wolf jumps and pushes Danny to the ground. Paws with dangerous sharp claws pricing his chest. Another growl escapes the wolf and Danny could do only one thing without hurting his partner. "STEVE STOP. It's me, Danny." He shouts and waits for the judgment from his friend.
"STEVE STOP. It's me, Danny." Steve stops. That was Danny but how could that be. The shadow was his enemy and the person who chained him to the celling, right? Unsteady and unsure what is happening Steve concentrates on the one sense that would never fail him, his nose.
And there it was the smell of his partner, he would never get that wrong, Steve could trust this sense, it had saved him more times than he could count. Trusting it the wolf let his claws out of the body underneath him. Suddenly he was getting really tired again and decided that sleeping would be a good idea. Without stepping away from Danny he lays down on his partner's chest, closing his eyes and fall into an exhausted sleep. He could think about all of it later when he finally turned back.
Danny was laying on the hart floor with a very heavy wolf on his body but at least Steve had woken up from his attacking-mode. Accepting his fate, he tries to relax under the animal and wait for Steve to wake up again. He couldn't do much else.