.Sweet dreams
-By Yo-yo
Disclaimer: I don't own Wolf Lake, and if I did, it wouldn't matter now, those damn bastards are canceling it!
A/N: hey this is my first wolf lake fic ever! Please don't gripe about how it is from the real story line and stuff. I've only seen like two episodes, and was hoping the reruns would come on this summer so I could watch the show, but those damn suits ruined my plans! I've read every fic on this couple and I really like their hesitations, it makes so much sense. This is just a rough draft, I want some feedback on it before I fix it up and decide to add other chapters. This is the first time I've ever posted something completely raw online, usually I'm over-compulsive about it and edit it like ten times before I figure it's perfect enough to be online ready. I've already figured I gotta' change the title, but I don't know to what yet, so if I do continue, and you're not sure, just look me up, but I'm not in the directory, makes me want to cry! Boo hoo! So tell me what you think, if I get no feedback, then I chuck this idea. Please don't make me do it, I really like this show, and the fics are all really good, I don't want to have to stop if no one cares. ULTIMATE ROWING!!!!!!!!!!!! BRING WOLF LAKE BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
.Sweet dreams -By Yo-yo
Pulling her hair in a ponytail, she let out a much needed sigh.
Last night was horrible. Between fits of muscle cramps and spasms, she could hardly sleep. When her body finally settled down enough to finally close her eyes, the dream lay just behind her eyelids, haunting her yet again. This had been happening for weeks, and each night the pain grew more intense. Face smuggled against a pillow, sock stuffed in her mouth, and eyes squeezed close in frustration, she stifled the sound of herself screaming out in pain. Once, she'd even woken to find her father hovered over her as she struggled in her dreams.
He'd asked her what was she dreaming about. She lied to him.
It wasn't that she didn't trust him, but if he knew she was going to flip, everything would be lost. All his dreams for her- college, a career, seeing the world- all those dreams would be shattered.
No one knew. She'd kept this a secret from everyone, her father, Sherman, and even the infamous Luke Cates.
Taking one last look at herself in the mirror, she grabbed her book bag and bolted out the door.
It seemed her lack of sleep had direct correlation to her internal clock because she found herself sliding into her seat a minute before the bell rang.
"It's nice of you to join us." Ms. Avery sneered smugly.
Looking away, she sighed inwardly. She hated thinking so early in the morning. Why did they have to give her Algebra first period instead of Art?
"What's up with you?" Jamie whispered behind her.
"Couldn't sleep, I feel like shit." She sighed again grabbing the huge tablet deemed her Algebra book.
"There's a party at Jake's, wanna' come? We could go stag together?"
"James, as much as I would love to be hit on by drunken dickheads, I've got a late shift tonight."
"You work too hard, you're only a teen ya' know."
"I like being independent. I don't always have to ask Daddy for money when I need a new outfit!"
"Anyways." Jamie grinned opening the book to page 301.
"So I was thinking, maybe we could have a sleepover at my place Friday?"
She didn't look up. "I don't know, I've been really sick lately. It's like really bad morning sickness, only at night and I'm still a virgin."
"Now that we know the truth about Ms. Donner, may we please get back to Algebra?" Ms. Avery announced.
She didn't look up, but she could feel everyone's eyes burrowing in her. As she stared extra hard in the Algebra book, she could feel her face burning with embarrassment. She wanted to hide under a rock as she heard the snickers and laughs from her classmates.
Suddenly, as if her knight in shining armor, a dark figure came dashing into the classroom breathlessly.
"Mr. Cates, you've finally found the classroom!" Ms. Avery clapped.
Luke, giving one of his cocky grins, let his eyes roam over the classroom. Briefly his eyes stopped on hers. Winking seductively and puckering his lips in a mock kiss, he grinned at her.
Rolling her eyes, they returned to her book.
"You've got no chance," an elusive voice called out, "she's still a virgin!"
The whole class roared in laughter as she shielded her burning face with her book.
Cates looked at the masked girl with a confused look. *What was the inside joke?* Standing there before the teacher, he for once didn't recognize the fuel for the fire of their laughter.
"Take your seat Cates."
~***~ She looked like shit! Well, not really, she never could. But she looked.tired.
Her big chocolate-kissed eyes with the beautiful flecks of gold were now dimmed and unfocused. As usual, she wore no make up, yet the healthy pink undertone of her skin was gone, leaving her strangely pale. Her long, burnt umber tresses, pulled away from her face seemed to have lost its luster, and the unnoticeable hints of honey-brown highlights were starting to reveal themselves. She didn't even seem to have bothered this morning. She only wore shapeless pajama pants and her Dad's old WLSD hoodie.
He watched as she trudged through each of her classes, lethargy bowing her body. As the teacher's droned on about trivial information, he could feel the far away look of her eyes as her mind drifted into oblivion. Even at lunch she barely ate, only picking at her food and sighing inwardly.
As his eyes watched her melancholy demeanor, his heart ached to know what was going on in her head.
Sophia Donner, daughter of the town's sheriff, mattered a lot more to him than he'd wished to admit. When they were younger, they were inseparable. Running through the yard together and causing terror for their parents, they were always together. In grade school they did homework and projects together, everyone knew that they were best friends. But as soon as they hit high school, things began to change.
Soon he'd traded his best friend for his "alpha" status. He'd given up on trying to make her part of the pack. All the kids knew that she was a half-breed, and it kept her isolated from their kind. As the years passed, he saw how hard things were for her. She didn't belong; she wasn't like the rest. Although the wolf's blood coursed throughout her veins, the human took over her mind, restraining the wolf from ever emerging. When they hit puberty he hoped that she would Change, hoped that she would eventually become like them, wolf. But she never did, always having to make human friends, people who would never get to truly know her, truly understand her.
And now she was sixteen, her last year to change, making everyone in the town anxious, her Dad, Sherman, his Mom.especially him.
~***~ Turning the key in the large glass door, she gave a reassuring tug before pulling down the long shade. Stepping outside into the night air, she took a deep breath. Tonight was perfect. It was one of those warm days when the perfect breeze swept throughout the town, gently caressing anything in its path. Locking the heavy deadbolt, she pushed the door once more before telling herself that she'd done everything she was supposed to.
Turning around, her long strident scream echoed throughout the town's abandoned streets.
"Damn Cates!" she gasped trying desperately to calm herself.
"Are you always this jumpy?" he smirked, his green eyes twinkling in the soft lights.
"Don't sneak up on me like that." She cried, her voice a little shaky.
"Can I walk you home?"
Her eyes narrowed as she scrutinized him.
"C'mon, I won't bite."
This time, an eyebrow shot up in speculation.
"No pun intended." He smiled.
"If I say no, will that stop you?"
"No."
"As you wish then." She sighed starting off towards home.
As they silently marched through the abandoned streets of Wolf Lake, they stared at the sidewalk. Luke secretly marveled the way the concrete mirrored the dark sky, having been watered down by the day's afternoon shower. The way the streetlamps pooled over one spot, illuminating it as if pure gold. The poetry of the night and whispering wind, mixed with the knowledge that Sophia walked beside him renewed his love of nature.
"So, um. how's life?"
"Just peachy!" she replied sarcastically.
"It's just.we haven't talked lately. Remember when we were younger and we used to freak out my mom by climbing the huge oak in the front yard to the roof?"
She laughed. "She used to yell at us for hours whenever we did that."
"What happened?"
"We used to promise her we wouldn't do it again, but there we'd be the next week, sitting on the couch pretending to listen to another of her lectures."
"No, I mean what happened to us?" he asked grabbing her arm, forcing her to halt.
Not looking at him, she shrugged. "Puberty, I guess."
"Why don't you look at me anymore?"
"Do you always expect girls to look at you?" she grinned, trying desperately to make a joke.
He sighed heavily, obviously indicating that she'd failed. "Something's changed, and I don't know how to make it right."
"Nothing's changed," she sighed, "we've just.we've just grown."
"But things have changed," he whispered, "Even your scent is changing."
"What?" she gasped, afraid that she'd heard him right.
"Your scent, it used to be a light touch of van-." he glanced up quickly to see her staring back at him wide-eyed. ".Well. you used to smell different."
They both began walking again, not speaking as thoughts whirled around in their minds. Finally after a long silence Sophia whispered,
"You know my scent?"
Her voice was softer than a breath, but he heard it.
A smile crept up his perfect lips. "Yeah, I've known your scent since we were three and running naked outside in the sprinklers."
The corners of her mouth drew up in a faint smile as she glanced at him, "I don't know what you're talking about, that was not me!"
"Don't lie," he grinned, "it doesn't suit you. Plus, I can prove it."
"Oh really?" she laughed skeptically.
"Yeah, on your cute left cheek you've got the tiniest birth mark in the shape of a heart!"
Her eyes grew wide a she turned to him. Suddenly she began pounding his chest with her fists. "You will not tell anyone you know about that! If you do, you'll definitely regret it!" she threatened.
"What are you gunna' do, punish me?" he laughed, something naughty twinkling in his eyes.
"I'll take you to my friend Jamie's house, and I'll make you listen to all her N'sync cds!"
"No!" he cried in mock terror.
"So, what is it?"
"What do you mean?"
"Today, you were really out of it. You didn't even pretend that you cared. You didn't even eat today."
"You've been watching me?"
He didn't say anything as he felt the blush creep up his face.
"So, are you my official stalker now?"
"Sophie, I'm really worried about you." He cried exasperated.
She looked up at him again, another smile tickling at the corners of her mouth.
"Thanks. No one except my Dad has ever been worried about me. It's nice to know that at least someone kinda' cares."
"Sophie, it's not a half way thing. I DO care about you. So, what's been up?" he asked seriously.
"I haven't been getting much sleep."
"Homework?" he asked, a tingle of concern tainting his voice.
"Nightmares." She replied looking away.
"About what?"
"I can't remember." She lied; the tone of her voice confirming it.
It wasn't that she couldn't trust Luke, but again, if he knew, she wasn't sure how he'd react.
"Is there anything I can do?" he offered stopping before her house.
"No, but don't worry, I'll be fine. I'm sure that I'll be over it in a matter of days."
"I hope that you're right." He smiled.
"Yeah," she sighed, "I'm gunna' go now, see ya' tomorrow."
Turning, she began walking to her front door.
"Hey Sophie!" he called out causing her to stop and spin around to face him. ".About that comment today in Algebra. I've always known that you were a virgin, and that's one of the things I admire about you. You don't let people control you, and that makes you independent and undamaged. I hope that someday when you meet your soul mate that he's the first and only person to be with you like that because you're too good for a quick fuck.
"Sophia Donner, you're special, and I'm not trying to be cocky. Ever since you were younger, there's always been something about you. You're not like anyone in this damned town. Don't compromise yourself, ever! I hope that the guy that you choose for your mate sees how important you truly are, if he doesn't drop him, there's something about you that makes it impossible to settle. Sacred Moon has something great for you planned, and someone great for you to share your greatness with.
"Remember who you are Sophie, don't ever forget. Never forget who you are and where you came from. You're Sacred Moon's precious daughter, the most beautiful of them all."
She blinked for a moment, still gazing at him as though star struck. Then suddenly a broad smile stretched her lips, softening her features.
*There she is!* Luke smiled seeing the old Sophia Donner.
Before she had time to react, he came jogging to her and crushed her against his chest in a tight hug. She stood there a moment, absorbing the warmth radiating from his body. She liked the way this felt, the way that they fit together. It was as if his body was curved especially for her, like puzzle pieces. Curve to curve.
A tear slipped down her cheek, soon followed by many more. Sniffling, she tried to control the flow of emotion, but inevitably failed.
Luke pulled back and looked at her face. She looked like a lost child, searching for a place to belong; like a lone wolf, searching for a place in the whole scheme of life. He didn't realize how close he was to the actual truth.
Placing a kiss to her forehead, he whispered against her skin, "Sweet dreams."
Nodding slightly, she turned and headed for the front door, never once looking back as she entered.
Turning towards his own house, Luke sighed, praying to Sacred Moon that he could be her soul mate. Praying that they'd be mates for life.
TBC.
A/N: hope that you really like this one, because I really want to keep going with Wolf Lake. I just find it really hard to describe the primal feelings of the wolf. You can tell in this chapter, I kinda' shied away from that subject, but the next chapter, if it comes up will go into a deeper depth of their relationship, his status, and their inevitable love.
Disclaimer: I don't own Wolf Lake, and if I did, it wouldn't matter now, those damn bastards are canceling it!
A/N: hey this is my first wolf lake fic ever! Please don't gripe about how it is from the real story line and stuff. I've only seen like two episodes, and was hoping the reruns would come on this summer so I could watch the show, but those damn suits ruined my plans! I've read every fic on this couple and I really like their hesitations, it makes so much sense. This is just a rough draft, I want some feedback on it before I fix it up and decide to add other chapters. This is the first time I've ever posted something completely raw online, usually I'm over-compulsive about it and edit it like ten times before I figure it's perfect enough to be online ready. I've already figured I gotta' change the title, but I don't know to what yet, so if I do continue, and you're not sure, just look me up, but I'm not in the directory, makes me want to cry! Boo hoo! So tell me what you think, if I get no feedback, then I chuck this idea. Please don't make me do it, I really like this show, and the fics are all really good, I don't want to have to stop if no one cares. ULTIMATE ROWING!!!!!!!!!!!! BRING WOLF LAKE BACK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
.Sweet dreams -By Yo-yo
Pulling her hair in a ponytail, she let out a much needed sigh.
Last night was horrible. Between fits of muscle cramps and spasms, she could hardly sleep. When her body finally settled down enough to finally close her eyes, the dream lay just behind her eyelids, haunting her yet again. This had been happening for weeks, and each night the pain grew more intense. Face smuggled against a pillow, sock stuffed in her mouth, and eyes squeezed close in frustration, she stifled the sound of herself screaming out in pain. Once, she'd even woken to find her father hovered over her as she struggled in her dreams.
He'd asked her what was she dreaming about. She lied to him.
It wasn't that she didn't trust him, but if he knew she was going to flip, everything would be lost. All his dreams for her- college, a career, seeing the world- all those dreams would be shattered.
No one knew. She'd kept this a secret from everyone, her father, Sherman, and even the infamous Luke Cates.
Taking one last look at herself in the mirror, she grabbed her book bag and bolted out the door.
It seemed her lack of sleep had direct correlation to her internal clock because she found herself sliding into her seat a minute before the bell rang.
"It's nice of you to join us." Ms. Avery sneered smugly.
Looking away, she sighed inwardly. She hated thinking so early in the morning. Why did they have to give her Algebra first period instead of Art?
"What's up with you?" Jamie whispered behind her.
"Couldn't sleep, I feel like shit." She sighed again grabbing the huge tablet deemed her Algebra book.
"There's a party at Jake's, wanna' come? We could go stag together?"
"James, as much as I would love to be hit on by drunken dickheads, I've got a late shift tonight."
"You work too hard, you're only a teen ya' know."
"I like being independent. I don't always have to ask Daddy for money when I need a new outfit!"
"Anyways." Jamie grinned opening the book to page 301.
"So I was thinking, maybe we could have a sleepover at my place Friday?"
She didn't look up. "I don't know, I've been really sick lately. It's like really bad morning sickness, only at night and I'm still a virgin."
"Now that we know the truth about Ms. Donner, may we please get back to Algebra?" Ms. Avery announced.
She didn't look up, but she could feel everyone's eyes burrowing in her. As she stared extra hard in the Algebra book, she could feel her face burning with embarrassment. She wanted to hide under a rock as she heard the snickers and laughs from her classmates.
Suddenly, as if her knight in shining armor, a dark figure came dashing into the classroom breathlessly.
"Mr. Cates, you've finally found the classroom!" Ms. Avery clapped.
Luke, giving one of his cocky grins, let his eyes roam over the classroom. Briefly his eyes stopped on hers. Winking seductively and puckering his lips in a mock kiss, he grinned at her.
Rolling her eyes, they returned to her book.
"You've got no chance," an elusive voice called out, "she's still a virgin!"
The whole class roared in laughter as she shielded her burning face with her book.
Cates looked at the masked girl with a confused look. *What was the inside joke?* Standing there before the teacher, he for once didn't recognize the fuel for the fire of their laughter.
"Take your seat Cates."
~***~ She looked like shit! Well, not really, she never could. But she looked.tired.
Her big chocolate-kissed eyes with the beautiful flecks of gold were now dimmed and unfocused. As usual, she wore no make up, yet the healthy pink undertone of her skin was gone, leaving her strangely pale. Her long, burnt umber tresses, pulled away from her face seemed to have lost its luster, and the unnoticeable hints of honey-brown highlights were starting to reveal themselves. She didn't even seem to have bothered this morning. She only wore shapeless pajama pants and her Dad's old WLSD hoodie.
He watched as she trudged through each of her classes, lethargy bowing her body. As the teacher's droned on about trivial information, he could feel the far away look of her eyes as her mind drifted into oblivion. Even at lunch she barely ate, only picking at her food and sighing inwardly.
As his eyes watched her melancholy demeanor, his heart ached to know what was going on in her head.
Sophia Donner, daughter of the town's sheriff, mattered a lot more to him than he'd wished to admit. When they were younger, they were inseparable. Running through the yard together and causing terror for their parents, they were always together. In grade school they did homework and projects together, everyone knew that they were best friends. But as soon as they hit high school, things began to change.
Soon he'd traded his best friend for his "alpha" status. He'd given up on trying to make her part of the pack. All the kids knew that she was a half-breed, and it kept her isolated from their kind. As the years passed, he saw how hard things were for her. She didn't belong; she wasn't like the rest. Although the wolf's blood coursed throughout her veins, the human took over her mind, restraining the wolf from ever emerging. When they hit puberty he hoped that she would Change, hoped that she would eventually become like them, wolf. But she never did, always having to make human friends, people who would never get to truly know her, truly understand her.
And now she was sixteen, her last year to change, making everyone in the town anxious, her Dad, Sherman, his Mom.especially him.
~***~ Turning the key in the large glass door, she gave a reassuring tug before pulling down the long shade. Stepping outside into the night air, she took a deep breath. Tonight was perfect. It was one of those warm days when the perfect breeze swept throughout the town, gently caressing anything in its path. Locking the heavy deadbolt, she pushed the door once more before telling herself that she'd done everything she was supposed to.
Turning around, her long strident scream echoed throughout the town's abandoned streets.
"Damn Cates!" she gasped trying desperately to calm herself.
"Are you always this jumpy?" he smirked, his green eyes twinkling in the soft lights.
"Don't sneak up on me like that." She cried, her voice a little shaky.
"Can I walk you home?"
Her eyes narrowed as she scrutinized him.
"C'mon, I won't bite."
This time, an eyebrow shot up in speculation.
"No pun intended." He smiled.
"If I say no, will that stop you?"
"No."
"As you wish then." She sighed starting off towards home.
As they silently marched through the abandoned streets of Wolf Lake, they stared at the sidewalk. Luke secretly marveled the way the concrete mirrored the dark sky, having been watered down by the day's afternoon shower. The way the streetlamps pooled over one spot, illuminating it as if pure gold. The poetry of the night and whispering wind, mixed with the knowledge that Sophia walked beside him renewed his love of nature.
"So, um. how's life?"
"Just peachy!" she replied sarcastically.
"It's just.we haven't talked lately. Remember when we were younger and we used to freak out my mom by climbing the huge oak in the front yard to the roof?"
She laughed. "She used to yell at us for hours whenever we did that."
"What happened?"
"We used to promise her we wouldn't do it again, but there we'd be the next week, sitting on the couch pretending to listen to another of her lectures."
"No, I mean what happened to us?" he asked grabbing her arm, forcing her to halt.
Not looking at him, she shrugged. "Puberty, I guess."
"Why don't you look at me anymore?"
"Do you always expect girls to look at you?" she grinned, trying desperately to make a joke.
He sighed heavily, obviously indicating that she'd failed. "Something's changed, and I don't know how to make it right."
"Nothing's changed," she sighed, "we've just.we've just grown."
"But things have changed," he whispered, "Even your scent is changing."
"What?" she gasped, afraid that she'd heard him right.
"Your scent, it used to be a light touch of van-." he glanced up quickly to see her staring back at him wide-eyed. ".Well. you used to smell different."
They both began walking again, not speaking as thoughts whirled around in their minds. Finally after a long silence Sophia whispered,
"You know my scent?"
Her voice was softer than a breath, but he heard it.
A smile crept up his perfect lips. "Yeah, I've known your scent since we were three and running naked outside in the sprinklers."
The corners of her mouth drew up in a faint smile as she glanced at him, "I don't know what you're talking about, that was not me!"
"Don't lie," he grinned, "it doesn't suit you. Plus, I can prove it."
"Oh really?" she laughed skeptically.
"Yeah, on your cute left cheek you've got the tiniest birth mark in the shape of a heart!"
Her eyes grew wide a she turned to him. Suddenly she began pounding his chest with her fists. "You will not tell anyone you know about that! If you do, you'll definitely regret it!" she threatened.
"What are you gunna' do, punish me?" he laughed, something naughty twinkling in his eyes.
"I'll take you to my friend Jamie's house, and I'll make you listen to all her N'sync cds!"
"No!" he cried in mock terror.
"So, what is it?"
"What do you mean?"
"Today, you were really out of it. You didn't even pretend that you cared. You didn't even eat today."
"You've been watching me?"
He didn't say anything as he felt the blush creep up his face.
"So, are you my official stalker now?"
"Sophie, I'm really worried about you." He cried exasperated.
She looked up at him again, another smile tickling at the corners of her mouth.
"Thanks. No one except my Dad has ever been worried about me. It's nice to know that at least someone kinda' cares."
"Sophie, it's not a half way thing. I DO care about you. So, what's been up?" he asked seriously.
"I haven't been getting much sleep."
"Homework?" he asked, a tingle of concern tainting his voice.
"Nightmares." She replied looking away.
"About what?"
"I can't remember." She lied; the tone of her voice confirming it.
It wasn't that she couldn't trust Luke, but again, if he knew, she wasn't sure how he'd react.
"Is there anything I can do?" he offered stopping before her house.
"No, but don't worry, I'll be fine. I'm sure that I'll be over it in a matter of days."
"I hope that you're right." He smiled.
"Yeah," she sighed, "I'm gunna' go now, see ya' tomorrow."
Turning, she began walking to her front door.
"Hey Sophie!" he called out causing her to stop and spin around to face him. ".About that comment today in Algebra. I've always known that you were a virgin, and that's one of the things I admire about you. You don't let people control you, and that makes you independent and undamaged. I hope that someday when you meet your soul mate that he's the first and only person to be with you like that because you're too good for a quick fuck.
"Sophia Donner, you're special, and I'm not trying to be cocky. Ever since you were younger, there's always been something about you. You're not like anyone in this damned town. Don't compromise yourself, ever! I hope that the guy that you choose for your mate sees how important you truly are, if he doesn't drop him, there's something about you that makes it impossible to settle. Sacred Moon has something great for you planned, and someone great for you to share your greatness with.
"Remember who you are Sophie, don't ever forget. Never forget who you are and where you came from. You're Sacred Moon's precious daughter, the most beautiful of them all."
She blinked for a moment, still gazing at him as though star struck. Then suddenly a broad smile stretched her lips, softening her features.
*There she is!* Luke smiled seeing the old Sophia Donner.
Before she had time to react, he came jogging to her and crushed her against his chest in a tight hug. She stood there a moment, absorbing the warmth radiating from his body. She liked the way this felt, the way that they fit together. It was as if his body was curved especially for her, like puzzle pieces. Curve to curve.
A tear slipped down her cheek, soon followed by many more. Sniffling, she tried to control the flow of emotion, but inevitably failed.
Luke pulled back and looked at her face. She looked like a lost child, searching for a place to belong; like a lone wolf, searching for a place in the whole scheme of life. He didn't realize how close he was to the actual truth.
Placing a kiss to her forehead, he whispered against her skin, "Sweet dreams."
Nodding slightly, she turned and headed for the front door, never once looking back as she entered.
Turning towards his own house, Luke sighed, praying to Sacred Moon that he could be her soul mate. Praying that they'd be mates for life.
TBC.
A/N: hope that you really like this one, because I really want to keep going with Wolf Lake. I just find it really hard to describe the primal feelings of the wolf. You can tell in this chapter, I kinda' shied away from that subject, but the next chapter, if it comes up will go into a deeper depth of their relationship, his status, and their inevitable love.