It was eight in the morning when Becky Dingle woke up; she went through her morning routine which took about 45 minutes. It was after 9:00 that she realized that the house was too quite, especially with two college boys in the house.

Becky walked down the steps to the lair while listening for any sounds of life. She opened the door just a crack and peered inside. She was surprised at what she saw. Tommy was now lying on his back with Merton lying mostly on top of him. Tommy's left arm was still wrapped around Merton's waist and Tommy's left leg still trapped both of Merton's.

Becky quietly crept upstairs as not to disturb the guys' sleep. She started on breakfast for all of them, including sausage and eggs. The smell drifted down to the Lair, where Tommy's werewolf sense of smell pulled him from his carnal dreams.

Tommy woke up and by using his senses of hearing and smell he could tell that breakfast was still a ways from being done and that it was enough for all three of them.

Tommy lay in bed just watching Merton sleep. Merton was so beautiful in his sleeping state.

It didn't take long for Tommy's stare to disturb Merton's slumber. As he opened his eyes, the first thing Merton saw was Tommy's chocolate brown eyes.

"How did you sleep?" Tommy asked.

"That was the best night's sleep I've ever had," Merton drawled sleepily while nuzzling Tommy's neck.

"Your sister is making breakfast, we better get dressed and upstairs before it gets cold," Tommy said but still not relinquishing his hold on Merton.

"You're going to have to let me go so I can get dressed," Merton whispered after a few seconds in Tommy's hold.

Tommy reluctantly released Merton who immediately jumped from the bed and began getting dressed.

Seeing Tommy's somewhat hurt expression, Merton explained, "I didn't want you to change your mind and get a hold of me again." He finished putting on his shirt before walking back the bed and giving Tommy, who was sitting against the headboard, a chaste kiss.

"Besides, I'd rather not have to reveal our new relationship to anyone yet, especially my sister," Merton said as he walked toward the bathroom to check his hair and brush his teeth.

"Why is that? I am a great catch," Tommy quipped.

"Tommy, what would happen if this got back to the college? What would your teammates do when they find out you're gay?" Merton asked as he looked into Tommy's eyes. Tommy could see the fear and regret in Merton's eyes.

"Nothing would happen Merton, the team and coach already knows how I feel about you," Tommy replied as he stood up, walked over to Merton and wrapped his arms around his beloved.

"WHAT, h...h...how do they know Tommy?" questioned Merton with toothbrush hanging out of his mouth.

Tommy rubbed the back of his head nervously when he replied, "Seems I'm not too good at hiding my feelings, every time you came by the field during practice I apparently couldn't stop smiling and I showed off a little more, at least that's what the guys said when they asked if I was ever going to ask you out."

"They didn't beat you up or kick you off the team?" Merton asked, with an expression that told Tommy that he thought that it was impossible.

"No Merton, they didn't, they were really accepting and obviously my affections are for you alone so they knew I wouldn't be attracted to any of them. It was a little awkward at first but we worked all the issues out," Tommy assured Merton.

"Besides, two other guys on the team are bisexual and one is openly dating a guy right now. It would hypocritical of them not accept me if they could accept him," Tommy explained to Merton.

Merton was speechless, he had thought that the football team would have never have accepted anyone who admitted to liking other guys.

By the look on Merton's face Tommy could tell he was in disbelief and so he said, "That was the look on my face when they told me, I couldn't believe it either but apparently this town doesn't produce only stereotypical cardboard cut-out people."

"Still, I don't want Becky to find out just yet, I want you all to myself," Merton stated as he finally finished fixing his hair which he had been doing even as he brushed his teeth.

"I'm actually glad she got over her crush on you, now I don't have to give her the 'Keep Your Hands Off MY Boyfriend' speech, although you might have to give it," Merton somewhat gleefully remarked.

All he got was a confused look from Tommy, who had forgotten the major annoyance who they hadn't seen in a while.

"Alyssa, Tommy remember, the girl that wouldn't stop flirting with me?" Merton asked, to which Tommy's expression went dark.

"Yeah, she's going to have to keep her hands to herself or I might do something drastic," Tommy stated with a slight growl in his voice.

"Ah, you so cute when you're jealous Tommy, now go get dressed so we can have breakfast before it gets cold," Merton replied with a slight smirk as he sat on the bed leaving Tommy in the bathroom to get dressed.

Ten minutes later they both went upstairs to a breakfast feast.

As they ate, Becky asked, "What time are you headed back to your apartment?"

"About 11, so in about an hour and a half," Merton answered for them both as Tommy's mouth was stuffed full of breakfast foods.

They finished eating and exchanged simple small talk, how classes were going and other interesting events that had been going on at their respective campuses.

The hour and a half went quickly, but everything that was wanted to be said was said. Tommy and Merton headed back to their apartment.

Tommy and Merton barely spoke during the drive back to their apartment. Both had the previous night and all of its revelations running through their minds.

When they pulled in to the apartment's driveway Merton asked a question that he had wanted to ask since first waking up that morning. "So, I've got the bigger room and the bigger closet, do you want to move into my room?"

Tommy, while a little surprised at Merton's timing wasn't shocked at the question. He knew that Merton craved affection because of his lonely childhood. "Sure, but we'll do that later, first, I've got something to show you."

Tommy pulled Merton by the hand and walked behind the small apartment/house they shared, into the woods behind it.

It only took about 10 minutes of walking for them to reach their destination. Merton's eyes widened in wonder at the crystal clear pond in front of him.

"I found this place a couple of days after we moved in," Tommy explained, "I come here during full moon nights to think."

"You wanted to show me this why," Merton questioned while trying to wipe the look of wonder off his face.

"Merton, this is sort of my sanctuary, a place where both human and wolf are calm, at peace," Tommy explained.

"I wanted to show you this because I want you to come with me during full moons from now on."

"Wow, Tommy, I didn't think that you would say something like that," Merton said as a loving look appeared on his face.

Tommy grabbed Merton's hand and started back down the path toward the apartment.

About halfway back to the apartment, someone stepped out from behind a tree right in front of Tommy and Merton.

***Author's note: Sorry about the LONG wait guys, my job and other factors have kept me from my writing, but I'm back and here is a little detail that I want all you reader's to be involved in:
In the epilogue for this story, Tommy and Merton will have children, I have multiple storylines about how they come into Tommy's and Merton's lives. Their origins are up to you, but no matter what option is picked their description will be fundamentally the same, with only minor changes. Post you vote as a review, I will tally them and post the winner in an author's note at the end of the next chapter.

Option 1: In Lycanthea, Princess Tristan learns of two orphan werewolf children, to help them she contacts Tommy and Merton to adopt these two traumatized children

Option 2: Tommy and Merton adopt two siblings that need a good home; the children know from day one that their fathers are the Pleasantville Werewolves.

Option 3: Merton discovers a spell that allows Tommy and Merton to use their blood to conjure a child that is biologically theirs; they do so twice, the children are born werewolves with traits of their fathers.