Who's afraid of the Big Bad Wolf?

Chapter One

This is my first foray into this fandom so please be kind.

I wanted to write this story in honor of Halloween.

I own nothing but the plotline. Thank you for reading.

Darcy Lewis loved New Mexico. It was endless sand and hot nights when the full moon came out and she could bathe in its silvery glow. The heat of the desert made her skin itch to shift and let her true self out and the winds whipped about whispering ancient secrets of those who had come before her.

Jane had taken it very well. She had been holding interviews at the college coffee shop to look for an intern (it wasn't much of an interview process as Darcy had been the only one to actually show up), Darcy had been upfront about her furry condition. Thankfully the place was almost empty at that time of the afternoon and the staff had given them some space.

Dr Foster had blinked at her somewhat owlishly while Darcy explained that yes, she was a werewolf. She was born that way and she was proud of what she was. Her being a werewolf contributed to who she was as person. It was a genetic condition that had been carried throughout many generations of their family and her parents had helped her to control her shifts. It was mainly once a month when the full moon came out that Darcy had to shift.

She tried using her words, "I have to go outside and let it all out. The moon calls to me Jane and I just can't say no."

Dr Foster breathed out slowly and the tension seeped out of Darcy's bones, "Okay," she replied with a small hesitant smile.

Darcy didn't need her super senses to smell Jane's sadness. The physicist oozed loneliness and despair. In that moment when Jane accepted her for what she was, Darcy promised herself to make Jane smile more because she needed it as much as Darcy had needed her acceptance.

Jane frowned, a crease forming across her smooth brow. "You don't hurt people do you?"

Darcy held a hand up, "No scout's honor. I just like to run around alot."

They both stood up to leave with big smiles.

Darcy grabbed her messenger bag, "I do like belly rubs though." She was glad when that earned another burst of laughter from the physicist.

"Can I see you when you do change?" Jane whispered as they walked outside.

Darcy felt her wolf swell with pride. This little human was theirs to protect now. She wanted to be around them. She had asked. "Sure," she replied as calmly as she could, because normally people didn't ask to see her shift. The usual response was RUN!

That was the start of their friendship, that very moment when Jane had been one of the first of very few people who had ever wanted to stay around.

Telling Erik had been interesting. He believed in science and he could not understand that the supernatural existed. But he was willing to give it a try.

He watched Darcy in the early days warily as she moved about the old car dealership that they were renting. When he saw that she was just a regular college student with an eclectic taste in music with an array of loud sweaters, he had shrugged and moved on.

Darcy knew that Erik was like a father figure to Jane and as long as Jane was happy then so was he.