AN: Thanks to 'Connor' for that lovely review. when i read it, i think my head swelled a size and i finished this chapter...see folks, reviews ARE inspiration.

Chapter Sixteen

Snape fell face first into the mud and took Abby down with him. Slowly raising his head from the muck he rolled over to see if she was okay.

Still holding his hand she was already laying with her face catching the rain and looking at him laughing her head off.

Snape didn't know whether it was the sound of her heart talking, or the beautiful expression of happiness on her face or if it was the entire situation, but he could not help himself as laughter started to simmer out of him.

At the sound of Severus laughing Abby's smile became more bright and beautiful. They lay there for probably a few minutes just laughing and looking up at the sky when the laughing had to slowly stop because they had to catch their breath. Still smiling Abby looked over at Snape but he wasn't smiling any longer. The scorching look he gave her stopped the bubbles of laughter completely and started a sweet pain in her chest and a sharp throb between her legs.

Snape watched the laughter die in Abby's eyes, replaced by something more sensuous, something hotter, more urgent. He reached out with his other hand and grabbed her by the nape of her neck, pulling.

He heard the soft beginnings of his name leave her lips as he crushed his lips to hers. She didn't tease him this time, but latched onto him as if she wanted him this second just as he wanted her. Her arms slide smoothly up his chest and around his shoulders to lock behind his neck, and as he sat up she wrapped her legs around his waist so that she was sitting in his lap.

Snape couldn't breathe and didn't want to as Abby's tongue slid along his. He ran his hands down from her neck, over her soaked back and passed her hips to grab onto her butt and pressed her closer against him. She tasted so sweet, and wild, so addicting. With the rain still pouring down on them their skin slid against each other and Snape ran his tongue along her slick cheek.

Abby planted little kisses against Severus' wet face as he moved and then ran her tongue along the rim of his ears. He groaned into her ear. His breathing, although already raged, hitched as she pulled on his earlobe with her teeth. "Touch me."

Snape grinned against her ear, he was touching her, but in this state her wish was his command. He pulled away from her to look down at her face. Her eyes were slightly closed, her lips slightly open, she was so beautiful. Her chest was rising and falling fast, her soft pant a sweet seduction. He could see her hard nipples through the wet shirt, which was plastered onto her like a second skin. Had she not been wearing anything underneath it this entire time? Her hair fell in masses of wet curls over her shoulders, arms and even him. Had he removed her clip earlier?

He slowly lifted his hands to the hem of her shirt and lifted it enough to expose the evidence that she wasn't wearing anything underneath it. She lifted her arms as he slipped the opposing shirt from her body, which was proving to be harder than usual since it was stuck to her skin. He gave a short laugh as he noticed that his wand was in her clenched hand this entire time. He removed it with her shirt.

As he slowly grazed his hands up her stomach to her breasts he leant back in to catch onto her lips again, exploring her mouth all over again.

Abby could feel Severus pressing hard against her through their clothes and she pulled away to whisper in his ear, "While this is extremely pleasurable, I wanted you to touch me," she paused for emphasis, "else where." Then she started grinding her buttocks against him suggestively.

Snape body caught fire and hardened even more. It felt so good what she was doing to him, he was about to lose control. He pulled away from her and she smiled at him, but suddenly he realized where they were. It was dark, the rain was still coming down in sheets, and thunder and lightening were erupting over them.

Abby's heart fell as she watched Severus glance around and he moved to pull her off of him.

"We need to get back to the house." He had them up on their feet in a second and she tried to pull him back to her but he bent to pick up something and started pulling her towards the clearing.

"But," she started but just then lightening struck a fallen tree just a few feet away from them. Allowing Severus to drag her behind him she took her shirt out of his hand, which also held his wand, and held it in front of her exposed chest - even though it was unlikely that anyone would see her.

As they reached her back door it opened without them touching it and Severus pushed her inside. He was still pushing her through a few rooms and she wondered if he was still in the mood when he pushed her backwards into her sofa. She was getting it all wet and muddy but didn't care when Severus settled himself above her and started kissing her again, pushing her shirt out of her hands.

Snape had successfully gotten out of her pants and was reaching into her panties when he stiffened, the feeling of being watched overwhelming his senses.

Abby raised her thighs off the sofa in anticipation and ran a hand over the bulge in his pants and squeezed with enough force to make him magic the rest of their clothes away but he raised his head and looked in the direction of the eerie feeling.

His black eyes met the intelligent blue eyes of a grey wolf sitting just outside Abby's sitting room window. He watched as the wolf's eyes widened as they met his and furry ran through Snape's veins as the wolf glanced back at Abby who lay half naked beneath him and then turned to run.

Something in Snape's brain clicked and he was on his feet in a second.

"Hey," Abby whined.

Snape grabbed his wand and tilted it at the glass window, "Evanesco!" and the glass vanished just as Snape jumped out of it and broke out in a run after the wolf.

Snape saw the wolf running towards the forest and aimed his wand at its back and yelled, "Stupefy!" he waited a second and watched as the animal was hit by the force of his spell and collapsed to the wet ground. Snape walked hurriedly over to the body.

He knelt down to pick up the limp body and his suspicions where confirmed, it was Abigail's wolf.

As he started walking back towards the house Abby stepped trough the window and squinted her eyes to search for him, she had thrown back on her wet shirt and pants, when she saw him coming towards her carrying her pet in his arms she ran to him.

"What was that all about?" she asked, looking at Snape through slanted eyes.

Snape could barely hear her over the thundering rain.

He watched as her gaze fixed on the animal in his arms and as her eyes drew wide and looked at him with horror.

"What did you do to him?" she demanded.

"Let's just get inside."

Abby stood with her hands on her hips and frowned at Severus when he straightened from laying the dog in a corner of her living room. She was furious, confused and worried.

"What's wrong with him?" she asked since Severus wouldn't let her anywhere near him.

"All I did was stun him. He is unconscious but absolutely fine."

"He doesn't look fine." She accused pointing at the wolf lying there stiff with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. "His eyes are still open." she realized and took a step towards it.

"Don't." Snape warned through his teeth.

Abigail snapped around to face him, "Don't you order me around in my own house and when it concerns my pet!" She poked him in the chest, which was still bare and beautifully muscled; the scars just enhanced the sexiness. "Put some clothes on." She couldn't think straight with him looming there without a shirt on, especially since she was not satisfied with how earlier had ended.

Snape couldn't hide the male satisfaction from his grin and was even more satisfied when a soft blush rose into her cheeks. But he shot down his, at the moment inferior feelings as he saw the wolf's leg twitch. He pulled Abby behind him, obscuring her view and she punched him in the back.

"Seriously, you can't be that upset because my dog was watching us," she faltered for a second but he caught it, "Going at it."

"He is not a dog." He reminded her.

"I know." Abby said. She now had her hands around him as she tried to get past him. "This is really annoying by the way, and he is still just a naive animal."

"No, he isn't," Snape added as the wolf's legs twitched again. He put an arm behind him to drab onto Abby's shirt to hold her still but she was already still and breathing between his shoulder blades. She finally got it. He felt her fingers clench into his shirt.

The wolf stirred and shot to its legs in fear. Its bright blue eyes darted around for an escape but finding none it cowered back against the wall looking up in terror at Snape. It knew it had no chance against him in such close proximity.

Snape raised his wand and uttered a spell to force the animal to take its human form. The room was engulfed in blue light which slowly faded to a bright white as the wolf's bones and structure lengthened, his claws became hands and feet, his fur vanished and his human features started to show.

Then there he was a naked human cowering in the corner where the wolf had been.

Abby pushed against Severus' back again as he threw the wolf a cover. She rounded Severus not knowing what to expect, either a man or a wolf on her floor, but was shocked to see a young boy, around the age of seven or eight, wrapped in her cover, shivering, looking scared and defeated.

Not caring that he was a werewolf, not caring if he was dangerous she tried to get to him, to make him know that everything was alright.

Snape grabbed her by the upper arm. And she tried to wrench it out of his grip turning on him. "For heaven's sake, he's just a little boy."

Snape reluctantly let her go at the look in her wide eyes, she was going to help this boy and he couldn't do a thing to stop her.

"Are you alright?" she asked as she knelt down beside the boy and slowly raised her hand to wipe his grayish blond hair out of his face. It was such an unusual color on the little boy, but it was the same of the fur her wolf had – but then again, this was her wolf. Then she saw his eyes – the same pale blue eyes she had been staring into for the past few months.

Abby was surprised as the child let her touch him and even shifted closer to her so that he was almost on her lap, he did this shyly. But she shouldn't have been surprised, because they had had a great relationship when he was a wolf.

"I'm… I'm sorry ma'am. I would have told you but I don't want to be thrown away." He was sobbing and his words were slurred.

"Why are you here, you little scoundrel?" Snape cut in softly but viciously before Abby could have said anything. The child started to shake and cry even more.

"How dare you!" Abby yelled and the fierceness of her glare cut Snape.

AN: Who is this kid?

Rhetorical question. You wouldn't know cuz he's from my mind.

Only asked to spike your interest.

I already know eveything about this kid to the size of his shoe, so the next chapter shouldn't take to long.