Disclaimer: I do not own Wolf Lake and I am getting nothing for this story.
A/N: This is my season two primarily about Sophia and Luke. In all honesty, John and Rudy bore me but they will not be written out. Let me know what you think cause if no one responds than I won't continue.
Sorry took so long but I was having trouble just getting Sophia through this. But it should be smooth sailing from here.
A Real Piece of Work
Matthew Donner was not excited about making this call but he was too worried to let his anger take over. The phone rang several times before he heard the sound of someone attempting to answer on the other line. There was combination of shuffling, swearing, and coughing that told Matthew that he had woken up Sherman.
The lack of a witty remark told Matthew all he needed about his state.
"Sherman, its Sophia…I don't know what to do. She's changing but…"
There was a pause, "Matt, she's stronger than you could possibly imagine. You just need to have faith, faith in her."
The tired sheriff leaned against his kitchen wall and rested the phone's receiver against his forehead for a moment. "Thank you Sherman. All the same, I'm lost in new territory here. Could you come down?"
"Sure, I'm getting up now. Did you call the crones?"
"I don't think that'll be necessary."
"Really? Well I'm on my way."
Donner heard the clear click of the phone hanging up. He was rubbing his forehead, trying to relieve some of the tension building behind his eyes. He needed to go upstairs and check on…his attention was suddenly caught by a loud bang coming from his daughter's room. He sprinted up the stairs to her door faster than humanly possible.
The bedroom door was resting against the doorframe, not fully closed. He pushed it open to find his daughter missing from the bed where he last saw her.
"Sophia? Where are you?"
From the adjoining bathroom, he heard a similar crash.
"Ugh, I'm fine. I just…" came the muffled reply from behind the door.
Matt didn't wait. He opened the door to find his daughter on her knees trying to pull herself up by the sink.
"What are you doing?" Matt realized that his irritation was inappropriate for the situation but he was terrified over what may have happened. He had envisioned her trying to climb out the window, breaking her neck from the second story, or any other gruesome possibility that only fathers come up with.
"It's alright. I just had to go to the bathroom and my knees buckled."
She had managed to get up. Matt studied her legs, which had more of angular at the joints making her look almost squat. Sophia was now standing entirely on what appeared to be the balls of her feet, which now resembled paws. There was even fur appearing.
"Kinda creepy, huh?"
He looked to his daughter's face. She now had a more flat upper face and the lower was taken on more of the muzzle form of the wolf. Her eyes no longer brown or gold but a blue with copper creating its own glow.
He reached out to help her back to her bed. When she gave him her arm, he was surprised that she no longer had partially changed hands but actual paws with fur half way to her elbows.
"You missed it. My thumbs actually started to fuse with my hand and disappeared about 10 minutes ago. Opening the door was a real pain in the ass."
She needed to lean on him to stay upright. She didn't so much sit on the bed as flop down.
"Are you alright?" He still feared that the pain, which was normal with the change, would start.
"Yeah, I think. I mean my pelvis is cramping hard. It feels like when I fell out of the tree and landed on my butt. I can't really turn to see now but I think I'm starting to grow my tail. And my shoulders getting sore."
This was happening to fast for him. Part of him hoped that he would just wake up and this would be a nightmare but it wasn't. Matt was inspecting her now pointed ears when noticed them twitch. He heard it too.
The spoke together, "Sherman's here."
"I'll be back in a moment. Holler if you…something happens."
He quickly headed down the stairs to let in his crazy friend. But at the time, Sherman was the only one he trusted.
Sherman didn't bother knocking. "So has she got a tail yet?"
His jovial attitude immediately annoyed Matt. "Too soon? Stop looking at me like that, reminds me of my grandmother."
"She's changing really fast."
"And the problem is? Oh why don't you make yourself useful, make me a lot of coffee."
Matt growled but watched as Sherman headed up the stairs without preamble.
Sophia had heard him get out of his car and close the door. It was strange how she could hear so clearly and she could almost even smell him. She heard him talking with her father. She even chuckled a little and waited as she heard him coming up the stairs.
The door was open but he knocked any way.
He whistled at the sight of her. "Now what's all the fuss about?"
"He's really freaked. I think he's waiting for me to go all Exorcist."
"Well you are oddly coherent for how far along you seem," he was now checking her ears, hands, and feet as her father had done, "usually by now we would have had to tie you down. Open wide. Is there any pain? Can you walk upright?" After a long series of questions that seemed to come from a supernatural user's manual, Sherman finally sat down in time for Matt to appear with a mug.
Sherman made him wait until he had had a large swallow from his mug. He made loud noise of satisfaction.
"Well, Sheriff, after a thorough examination, it is my educated opinion that your daughter is changing into a wolf."
Sherman chuckled with pleasure at Matt's frustration. "Call down. She's flipping. Nature is calling. She'll be fine."
"I'm going to be fine." Sophia looked relieved.
"You're doing a hell of a lot better than anyone I've seen go through. I'd say this is a blessing. I always knew you were strong."
She smiled, "um, how much longer do you think?"
"I'd say you'll be out howling at the moon well before sunrise."
This is what Matt needed. His little girl was going to be alright. He would deal with the rest later.
Luke bolted upright in bed. He didn't know what had woken him. He groggily looked to clock at his bed side. It was 4 am. He growled under his breath. Just as he decided to get back to sleep he heard it.
It was a distinct howl. One that he had never actual heard but was undoubtedly familiar.
He smirked, it was about time.
A/N: I've already partially written what comes next so I'll try and get it up within the next few days. Reviews give me tingles ;)