Disclaimer: I don't own Sanctuary

AN: and for all those who have never studied wolves or have never really been around them; wolves do bark. It's a gruff bark, almost turning into a howl, but it is a bark.

Wolf in Me: Chapter 3
The Hunt is On

Somewhere between dreaming and waking, his brain registered that his front was very warm, and his back was cold. His brain also registered that his pillow was moving. Unless he missed the memo, pillows didn't move.

He opened one eye, but found his vision blocked by brown fuzz. He blinked and sat back a little, trying to get better sight. Sometime during the night, Henry had moved from the floor to the bed, curling up against Will.

The slight movement was enough to wake the werewolf, as he yawned and opened his eyes. He seemed to grin when his golden eyes spotted Will and his tail wagged. He gave a gruff bark and Will tiredly patted his head.

"Morning to you too." Will yawned and rolled out of bed. The cold hardwood floor made him shiver - and making him cranky. He huffed and quickly made his way to the bathroom, grabbing clothes on the way. He paused before closing the door and looked back at Henry, who was still laying on the bed; watching the human. Will was almost tempted to say 'stay', but thought against it.

The warm water was a relief on his tired muscles and head. Another good thing about showers, they helped him think. He chuckled to chuckled to himself and shook water out of his eyes. He was already thinking too much.

He closed his eyes and let his mind wander. Henry's face faded into his brain. The way his smile seemed to light up the room, especially when he got new technology. The warmth in his eyes, and the fire too, when he got so determined to do something. He could see him clearly in his mind, and he could hear the man laughing as if he was right there with him.

The sensation in his stomach grew. It aroused him and scared him. It was as if, as if I was falling for the man.

His eyes snapped open and he gasped. Was he falling for Henry? That was what he was feeling, all this time? This was what love was? That every time he was around him it felt like he was one step from plunging into the abyss?

Will yelped and jumped away from the water. When had the water turned cold? Hi whole body was shivering as if it was plunged in ice. He sneezed and quickly dried off and slipped into warm clothes. He didn't bother with his hair, it never stayed the way he wanted it to.

When he walked out of the bathroom, Henry was still lying on the bed, apparently sleeping. But when Will took a step foreword, the werewolf's head lifted up and his tail started waging again.

Will crossed his arms, "What are you, a dog? Come on, I'm hungry, and I bet you are too." Henry was quick to get off the bed and before Will could even blink, the werewolf was standing beside him, once again on four legs. "I've always wondered, can you stand on two legs?"

Henry huffed and easily pushed himself on hind legs; easily keeping balance. He was taller than Will, almost by four inches, and he looked more muscular than he did. After showing Will he could also walk, he went back down to four legs. Will blinked, "You like four legs better?" Henry huffed again.

"Alright, now before we go, lets check your wounds." Will bent down and started easing the bandages off, going slow enough not to jar the wounds. When he got them off, he was surprised to see a patch of skin where the wounds once was. "Huh, werewolves heal fast. Maybe I should read that journal a little more. Come on, let's go."

The halls were deserted when the pair made their way to the dining hall. The werewolf beside him was curious to his surroundings, but Will was nervous. Henry had noticed this a few times, but Will just told him he was fine.

In all truth he wasn't. His main worry was what Helen would say when she saw Henry walk into the dining room with him. She would be furious, if he could guess. This nervousness also coupled with the uneasiness he felt in the shower. He really was in love with Henry, and he never saw it coming until it hit him right in the face.

"Hey Will! Who's the newcomer?" Will pivoted around as Ashley skipped up to him, she was obviously in a good mood this morning. Beside him, Henry shifted and started to growl at Ashley. Ashley's eyes grew big and she held her hands up in surrender, "Will?"

Will reached him hand out and slapped Henry's nose; hard enough to get the point across, but not hard enough to hurt him. Henry whined and his body lowered in submission. Will laid a comforting hand on the werewolf's head before looking at Ashley; "Ash, this is Henry."

"Henry? As in our lovable, techno babble, Henry?"

Will nodded, "It seems his wolf has taken over. Magnus and I still have no clue why it has happened. She would like to run some tests, but she couldn't get close to him."

Ashley raised an eyebrow, "And you have?"

Will shrugged, "Don't ask me." That was a lie, and he knew it. He already had a speculation of why Henry's wolf had let him get close, but he didn't want to act on it.

Ashley shrugged, "Well as long as you have him under control, mum will probably know what to do." She grinned and skipped past them. "Come on, I heard big guy was making blue berry pancakes."

As they walked, Will noticed how Henry stayed close to him; close enough where his leg was always bumping the wolf. Ashley noticed this and kept giggling, even when Will's scowl got bigger. Henry just kept up the act of playing innocent.

The smell of blueberry's wafted into their noses and soon as they entered the dining room and Ashley took off running to get a seat. It seemed Helen was already there, reading a printout. Helen looked up at the noise and smiled when she noticed Ashley. When she noticed who had followed behind her daughter, she frowned.

"Will."

"Magnus, I'm sorry. He didn't want to go back, and he hasn't done anything wrong. And I was going to the library after breakfast to do more research."

Helen glared at him for a moment, but sighed, "It wont matter. We have a mission after this." Henry's ears perked up, and Will slid into a seat across from Ashley to hear what it was about.

"It seems that a creature has been terrorizing a town in Alaska. I wasn't sent all the details, but it seems the creature is a giant fox. It has already killed ten people, and I don't want to make it anymore." She paused when Bigfoot entered with a large stack of pancakes and a large bowl of meat for Henry. "Usually I would only go with Ashley, but it seems this creature is more allusive than the others we have encountered. We will be splitting up; Ashley, me, and then you and Henry. I know you hate it Will, but your going to have to use a gun."

Will winced but nodded, "I have never heard of any mythological creature in the resemblance of the fox in any Alaskan tale, but I will keep my mind open.

Helen nodded, "Good enough. We will leave in one hour."

The plane ride was quiet as everyone prepared last minute things for the hunt. Helen, before they had left, told them it was a shoot and kill mission if it came to it. She would rather keep it alive, but it might be too violent.

Ashley was sprawled out on one of the plane benches, her feet propped on her mother lap, sleeping. Helen was looking over a few notes, but her gazes always seemed elsewhere. Henry was asleep at his feet, also catching up on sleep he would need. Every once in a while he would look up at Will, but he would settle down again.

Will had a few ideas of what the creature might be - Kistune or Kyuubi from Japan, Teumessian fox from Greece, and a lot others from Japan - but he would need a defiant look to understand. When the plane finally landed and they got off the plane, his knees were still and it was instantly cold. It was a warm fifty degrees, and even with all his winter gear, he was still cold.

He watched and Henry jump off the last few stairs and into a small pile of snow. He seemed to grin and he leapt from one snow mound to the next. Will rolled his eyes and looked around him.

The pilot had managed to land them a few miles from a base of a mountain, which was covered in trees. Actually, all around them was trees and more trees. At least there wasn't a whole lost of snow, just a couple patches from what he could see.

"Will, Ashley!" Will turned just in time to catch a large backpack. He stumbled a bit, but managed to right himself. "I talked to the pilot," Helen continued. "He said there was a man that lived on top of the mountain who has seen the fox. Ashley and I will go straight up, but Will, I want you and Henry to go up the east side a little. There is a small town on the east side of the mountain. See what information you can gather and then meet us up at the cabin. There is a map in the side pocket of the bag with the coordinates. There is radios in there too if you run into any trouble."

Will nodded and watched as mother and daughter walked away. He looked down at Henry, who was once again at his heals. "Look's like it's just me and you now."