Author's Notes- Okay, I'm thinking of ending the fic the way it is now. Mostly because it just feels like the right ending spot.
They helped Merton to his feet and Lita glanced at what used to be her family.
"Get the hell out of here." she hissed. "I never want to see you in Pleasantville again."
"You haven't heard the last of us."
"We'll settle this later. You can get your stuff at home and get your own place."
"She said get out." Tommy growled softly.
The two shot one last look at Lita, transformed back to their human selves and left.
"We should go. This is bound to attract attention." Lita said, transforming back to her human body in a shimmery blur.
"Cool." Merton softly said.
"Yeah. The last thing we need is T-N-T seeing you." Tommy agreed, un wolfing.
The three walked, albeit slowly, back to the lair.
Tommy and Lita gently deposited Merton on his bed.
"You guys got a first aid kit around here?" Lita asked, as she helped Merton lay down and began unbuttoning his shirt.
"Uh... Lita?" Merton started
"It's just so I can get a better look at your injuries and see if any are serious." Lita responded, slipping his shirt off his body and seeing a dark blue/black bruise that had a ring of purple around it, forming on his ribcage.
Tommy handed her the first aid kit.
"Snagged it from upstairs."
"Thank you." Lita replied, as she ran her hands gently over Merton's upper body.
Merton jumped slightly at her touch. "Your hands are still a little cold."
"Side effect from being a were snake." Lita rubbed her hands together. "Better?"
Merton nodded and flinched when she brushed the bruise on his ribcage.
"Sorry." Lita murmured, as she applied peroxide to some cuts. "Well no broken bones. Just some scrapes and bruises."
"So you're a were snake, what's that like?" Merton joked.
"It's okay. You're the one with a werewolf for a friend, what's that like?"
Lita bandaged the cuts and scrapes.
"It's exciting. It's fun."
Tommy snorted softly at that.
"Well okay, it's a matter of opinion." he amended.
He saw the cuts on Lita. "Let me look at those for you." he whispered.
"What about?" Lita inclined her head towards Tommy.
Merton shrugged. "What about him?"
"I heard that." Tommy shot back.
Lita laughed softly.
"Sorry." Merton replied.
Tommy smiled. "It's cool. If you're ok, I'll leave you two alone."
"I'm fine. What about you?" Merton asked.
"I'll be fine. See ya two later." Tommy said, as he walked out, closing the door behind him.
Merton got up and locked the door. "You can stay here for the night."
"I was wondering what I was going to do about tonight. Thanks."
Merton moved back to the bed and cleaned and bandaged the cuts on Lita's arms.
"Am I missing any?"
"I have one on my back, I think."
Merton stood up and turned around to give her some privacy to change.
Lita slipped off the shirt, wincing as it clung to her back slightly. She laid down on the bed on her stomach and swept her hair to the side.
"You can look now." she called.
Merton turned around and got a look at the cut slicing across Lita's back
"Well?" she asked.
"You've got a nasty cut across your back." Merton said, as he unhooked her bra to get a better look.
The cut started at her right shoulder and went across her back to the left side of her rib cage. It oozed a little bit of blood still. Merton grabbed some cotton balls, dipped them in water, and began to blot at the wound to clean away the blood. After he had washed away the blood, he applied peroxide, which made Lita's eyes glow and her hiss until he blew on the cut to take away the pain, and anti-septic cream.
He was bandaging the cut when he whispered. "I'm sorry."
"What for?"
"For everything. If you hadn't of met me, you'd still have your family and they wouldn't hate you."
Lita turned around to look at Merton, wrapping a red satin sheet around her and sat up. "If I hadn't of met you, I wouldn't have one of the world's most wonderful men in my life." Her fingertips brushed Merton's lips. "I love you Merton, and I'm not sorry we met. I'm not sorry about any of it."
"You should be." Merton said bitterly, pulling away and standing up.
Lita felt a quick flash of anger and stood up, not realizing that the sheet had fallen.
"Why the hell should I?" she snarled, her tongue becoming black, long and forked. She stalked over to him and looked him straight in the eye. "Tell me. Why?"
"I don't deserve you and all of this is my fault."
Lita snorted softly. "Oh. So it's your fault we met. It's your fault that you asked me out. It's your fault that I fell in love with you. It's your fault that I would willingly give up everything in my life and die for you and your best friend, and do it all over 100 million times just to protect you."
She shook Merton hard.
"Damnit Merton! I. Love. You. Only you're too much of an idiot to see that! I don't care if my family doesn't want me, all that matters to me right now is that I'm with you." she finished, running a hand through his spiky hair and making it stand up even more.
"Do you mean that?" he asked, taking a hold of her hand.
"I wouldn't say it unless I meant it."
Merton moved to hold her and that's when Lita realized she didn't have the sheet. A quick look down confirmed this. She jumped slightly and pulled away, blushing darkly.
"Um... Do you have a shirt I could barrow?"
Merton laughed softly, his eyes sparkling. "Yeah."
He walked over to his closet and pulled out a dark blue shirt that he was sure would hit Lita's at her knees, maybe a little higher.
"Here." he said, handing her the shirt. "Bathroom's right there." he pointed.
"Thanks and don't laugh at me."
Merton tried to swallow his laughter, but a stray giggle or two escaped.
Lita swatted at him as much as she dared. "Quite you." she mock growled, a faint smile on her lips.
A few minutes later, she came out and saw that Merton had changed into a pair of blue cotton boxers.
"You can take the bed." Merton said, as he took out an extra blanket and pillow from the closet.
"You sure?"
Merton nodded and began making up the sofa.
"I'm sure." He turned out the lights.
Lita curled up in Merton's bed, cuddling under the blankets. "Thanks Merton. For everything."
Merton smiled in the darkness from the sofa. "You're welcome Lita." he whispered.
They helped Merton to his feet and Lita glanced at what used to be her family.
"Get the hell out of here." she hissed. "I never want to see you in Pleasantville again."
"You haven't heard the last of us."
"We'll settle this later. You can get your stuff at home and get your own place."
"She said get out." Tommy growled softly.
The two shot one last look at Lita, transformed back to their human selves and left.
"We should go. This is bound to attract attention." Lita said, transforming back to her human body in a shimmery blur.
"Cool." Merton softly said.
"Yeah. The last thing we need is T-N-T seeing you." Tommy agreed, un wolfing.
The three walked, albeit slowly, back to the lair.
Tommy and Lita gently deposited Merton on his bed.
"You guys got a first aid kit around here?" Lita asked, as she helped Merton lay down and began unbuttoning his shirt.
"Uh... Lita?" Merton started
"It's just so I can get a better look at your injuries and see if any are serious." Lita responded, slipping his shirt off his body and seeing a dark blue/black bruise that had a ring of purple around it, forming on his ribcage.
Tommy handed her the first aid kit.
"Snagged it from upstairs."
"Thank you." Lita replied, as she ran her hands gently over Merton's upper body.
Merton jumped slightly at her touch. "Your hands are still a little cold."
"Side effect from being a were snake." Lita rubbed her hands together. "Better?"
Merton nodded and flinched when she brushed the bruise on his ribcage.
"Sorry." Lita murmured, as she applied peroxide to some cuts. "Well no broken bones. Just some scrapes and bruises."
"So you're a were snake, what's that like?" Merton joked.
"It's okay. You're the one with a werewolf for a friend, what's that like?"
Lita bandaged the cuts and scrapes.
"It's exciting. It's fun."
Tommy snorted softly at that.
"Well okay, it's a matter of opinion." he amended.
He saw the cuts on Lita. "Let me look at those for you." he whispered.
"What about?" Lita inclined her head towards Tommy.
Merton shrugged. "What about him?"
"I heard that." Tommy shot back.
Lita laughed softly.
"Sorry." Merton replied.
Tommy smiled. "It's cool. If you're ok, I'll leave you two alone."
"I'm fine. What about you?" Merton asked.
"I'll be fine. See ya two later." Tommy said, as he walked out, closing the door behind him.
Merton got up and locked the door. "You can stay here for the night."
"I was wondering what I was going to do about tonight. Thanks."
Merton moved back to the bed and cleaned and bandaged the cuts on Lita's arms.
"Am I missing any?"
"I have one on my back, I think."
Merton stood up and turned around to give her some privacy to change.
Lita slipped off the shirt, wincing as it clung to her back slightly. She laid down on the bed on her stomach and swept her hair to the side.
"You can look now." she called.
Merton turned around and got a look at the cut slicing across Lita's back
"Well?" she asked.
"You've got a nasty cut across your back." Merton said, as he unhooked her bra to get a better look.
The cut started at her right shoulder and went across her back to the left side of her rib cage. It oozed a little bit of blood still. Merton grabbed some cotton balls, dipped them in water, and began to blot at the wound to clean away the blood. After he had washed away the blood, he applied peroxide, which made Lita's eyes glow and her hiss until he blew on the cut to take away the pain, and anti-septic cream.
He was bandaging the cut when he whispered. "I'm sorry."
"What for?"
"For everything. If you hadn't of met me, you'd still have your family and they wouldn't hate you."
Lita turned around to look at Merton, wrapping a red satin sheet around her and sat up. "If I hadn't of met you, I wouldn't have one of the world's most wonderful men in my life." Her fingertips brushed Merton's lips. "I love you Merton, and I'm not sorry we met. I'm not sorry about any of it."
"You should be." Merton said bitterly, pulling away and standing up.
Lita felt a quick flash of anger and stood up, not realizing that the sheet had fallen.
"Why the hell should I?" she snarled, her tongue becoming black, long and forked. She stalked over to him and looked him straight in the eye. "Tell me. Why?"
"I don't deserve you and all of this is my fault."
Lita snorted softly. "Oh. So it's your fault we met. It's your fault that you asked me out. It's your fault that I fell in love with you. It's your fault that I would willingly give up everything in my life and die for you and your best friend, and do it all over 100 million times just to protect you."
She shook Merton hard.
"Damnit Merton! I. Love. You. Only you're too much of an idiot to see that! I don't care if my family doesn't want me, all that matters to me right now is that I'm with you." she finished, running a hand through his spiky hair and making it stand up even more.
"Do you mean that?" he asked, taking a hold of her hand.
"I wouldn't say it unless I meant it."
Merton moved to hold her and that's when Lita realized she didn't have the sheet. A quick look down confirmed this. She jumped slightly and pulled away, blushing darkly.
"Um... Do you have a shirt I could barrow?"
Merton laughed softly, his eyes sparkling. "Yeah."
He walked over to his closet and pulled out a dark blue shirt that he was sure would hit Lita's at her knees, maybe a little higher.
"Here." he said, handing her the shirt. "Bathroom's right there." he pointed.
"Thanks and don't laugh at me."
Merton tried to swallow his laughter, but a stray giggle or two escaped.
Lita swatted at him as much as she dared. "Quite you." she mock growled, a faint smile on her lips.
A few minutes later, she came out and saw that Merton had changed into a pair of blue cotton boxers.
"You can take the bed." Merton said, as he took out an extra blanket and pillow from the closet.
"You sure?"
Merton nodded and began making up the sofa.
"I'm sure." He turned out the lights.
Lita curled up in Merton's bed, cuddling under the blankets. "Thanks Merton. For everything."
Merton smiled in the darkness from the sofa. "You're welcome Lita." he whispered.