Updated: 12/9/2012

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"What do you mean?" Merton asked, making Tommy frown and stand up, only to begin pacing.

"The Wolf… I can't wolf-out. I've tried and tried and tried! With nothing… I'm just Tommy Dawkins. Not the Pleasantville Werewolf. Not the star quarterback. Everything that made me who I am this year, is gone!" Merton was silent as he stared at Tommy before he took a deep breath.

"The Wolf just can't leave, Tommy. When did you first notice it was… missing?"

"When I saw what T n' T had done to you. I thought, seeing you like that, would make me wolf out in an instant, but there was nothing. I just felt … empty."

"If the wolf is gone then there's no point in us continuing this."

"What?" Tommy asked, swinging around to see Merton watching him, eyes and face completely serious.

"You know what I mean. Us. This. This … relationship. Without the Wolf, what's the point? That's the only reason we got together is because I was its mate," Merton said, tone flat and eyes dead.

"But Merton… I love you."

"What?"

"I do! I love you so much!"

"Tommy… No. I'm sorry." Tommy looked at Merton, surprised to feel his heart breaking clear in half it seemed, before he turned and made his way out of the room and hospital, taking off at a full sprint into the woods.

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Tommy POV:

I know I shouldn't have left Merton in the hospital like that, but what he said, how he just wanted to end everything between us…

It tore me up. Of course, I'm not running at wolf speed, not like I do when I'm really upset, so I just looked like I was jogging, which sucked. I never realized how much I loved the wolf speed before.

Why did seeing my mate all beat up not make me wolf out? What happened to me? I really worried about what this meant for me, and for Merton. I head farther into the woods that surround Pleasantville, hoping to trigger something, anything, that would bring back the wolf.

The night air is brisker than I ever remember it being, chilling me to the bone; I don't stop running though. I finally reach the deepest part of the woods, where no lights enter enough so you can barely see anything. Squinting, I find a flat enough rock and sit down, head in my hands.

What do I do now?

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Merton was surprised when Becky, who had a bag in her hands, followed by a nurse with a bag in her hand as well and a doctor, entered his hospital room.

"Merton J. Dingle?" the doctor asked, voice thick with an unknown accent.

"Yeah," Merton replied, sitting up some more in the uncomfortable hospital bed.

"You've been discharged. You're sister here will get you home. And the nurse here has all your paperwork. Be more careful next time young man." Merton nodded and shook the doctor's hand before he walked out of the room. The nurse smiled cheerfully at Merton before coming to stand next to his bed.

"Well Mr. Dingle, you were very fortunate with your … accident," the nurse said, glancing at his sister, who was lounging against the wall, looking bored. "Here are some pain medications. Only take them as needed and make sure you read the instructions."

"Yes ma'am."

"And don't do anything too rigorous for a few days; you were pretty bruised up." Merton just nodded as she continued to smile. "Let's see if there's anything else…" she said, voice trailing off as she looked at the papers in her hands. "I think that's all. Here's a copy of your papers, and… be careful Merton." He smiled at her and nodded again. "When you're ready to go just let me know; I need to escort you out."

"Thank you." She patted his shoulder and walked out of the room, leaving Merton alone with his sister. Slowly, he got out of the hospital bed and looked for his clothes, only to find nothing but his shoes.

"Here," Becky said, thrusting the bag at him. "Tommy said you'd need clothes." Merton was surprised and touched by the nice gesture that the football player had made, and the even nice gesture from his sister to actually do it.

"Thanks. I'll be ready in a second." She nodded and plopped down on the chair in the room, waiting for him. Merton quickly got himself dressed, surprised to see Becky go all out, even getting his fingerless gloves and favorite jacket. He smiled and slipped on his shoes before leaving the room to see his sister waiting for him.

"Ready?" she asked, getting up to stand with him.

"Yeah." She nodded and led the way out of the room, where the nurse was waiting to escort them out.

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Merton was finally back in his Lair, but it felt emptier than it ever had. He frowned as he thought about Tommy, and was surprised by how much he missed him.

But without the wolf, what would be the point?

He sat down at his computer, attempting to feel more like himself, when heavy knocks were heard at his door before it was forced open and off its hinges.

"That can't be good."

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Tommy was still moping in the woods when he felt like he had been jolted.

Something was off, and he was pretty sure it had to do with Merton. Getting up from his rock, he took off, running as fast as any human could. Luckily, Merton's house wasn't too far from the outskirts of town, so he got there pretty quickly.

Only to find the door to the Lair knocked down. As quietly as he could, he stepped around the broken door and into the dim room, only to see Merton backed against the same wall that Tommy had once been chained to. Standing in front of the Goth were T n' T, pointing a gun straight at him.

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Well, T n' T are just kinda crazy in this story… Someone had to be the antagonist though.

And poor Merton…Always gets the short end of the stick.

And Tommy… Well Tommy is just Tommy…

Thanks for reading : )

-JustMe133