Well I got a few request for a sequal for my last Will/Henry ff, but I couldn't think of one. But I did think of a completly new plot. So I hope my fans like!
Title: Wolf in Me: Taking Over
Summary: Just because Henry had finally accepted his inner wolf, didn't mean he could control it. So what happens when his wolf decides to take charge when Henry wont?
Rated: T for now
Disclaimer: I do not own Sanctuary or any of its characters. If I did, Henry and Will would be together by now.
AN: reference to episode 7 (The Five)
This story is being edited and is currently on hiatus (or atleast until I am done editing and add the next two chapters). Please bare with me and I am sorry for the long wait I have put my reader through.
Wolf in Me: Chapter 1
Will Zimmerman was very frustrated. He was just trying to find one Henry Foss, but even that was impossible. He couldn't find his anywhere; his bedroom, his workroom, hell even big guy hadn't seen him. He hadn't seen or talked to Henry in three days. Usually that didn't bother him since he knew the man was always busy, but something in the back of his mind said something was wrong.
His brisk walk made him pass the library, but movement caught his eye and made him backtrack. Helen Magnus, the leader of the sanctuary, was walking back to a desk, her arms laden with books. Maybe she could help him.
His footsteps barely made any sound on the carpeted floor, but he knew she knew he was there.
"Hey Will, your up early."
He blinked in surprised; it was early? What time was it? He mentally shook his head and casually stood in front of her, "Have you seen Henry?"
Helen shook her head, "Haven't seen him since yesterday." Her voice was what betrayed her. She was a good liar, Will knew this for a fact, but something was off. Her eyes seemed to be looking at something past his head, her left hand twitched, and she shifted her body. She was lying.
She shook her head, "Nothing besides the usual. Like I said, I haven't seen him since yesterday."
He shook his head, "You promised me you wouldn't keep any more secrets from me, or is the deal off now?"
Helen frowned and her guard dropped. She slumped in the chair, and rubbed the base of her nose. It was the first time he'd seen her so…exhausted. "I promised him I wouldn't say anything, but eventually the word would get out." She stood up from the desk and motioned him to follow. "I know I promised you not to keep anymore secrets, but this was something I promised him."
She led him to the farthest corner of the large library; one of the many places he had yet to explore. She reached out and touched a part of the wood walls, before giving it a firm push. There was a loud hiss, and a large portion of the wall beside her hand slid to the side. Will raised his eyebrow, but didn't say anything.
The place had been dark, but when the secret door slid open, the lights automatically came on. It illuminated a small hallway, before it dropped off into a set of stairs. The stairs themselves curled around each other in a spiral design. It was warm, Will noted, even as they descended the long flight of stairs. The lack of noise was not reassuring in the least.
The stairs opened up to a large space filled with monitoring equipment, and a small desk with a chair; a glass wall being it's main attribute. There was other door beside the window, but he paid no attention to it. Will bypassed the equipment and went straight to the glass. What he saw shocked him.
A brown werewolf was pacing back and forth, obviously angry. But it wasn't the sight of a werewolf that shocked him, it was the sight of seeing a familiar werewolf. "Wha?"
Helen stood beside him, her eyes following the wolf below; "Every since you were attacked by the creature over two months ago, and his decision not to go with the surgery, it seemed like he was getting control of his wolf. At least, that's what I thought. But two days ago, I found his room torn apart, and he was in the middle of it all, unconscious, and a wolf. It seems like the wolf has finally taken him over.
"He made me promise him that if it ever came down this, that I had to lock him up, and never let him out until I found a way to save him. If I didn't, he would spend the rest of him life locked up. I didn't want to do it, but I promised him."
"You were looking for a cure; when you were in the library." She nodded but didn't say anything.
He watched as Henry - or the wolf - pace back and forth in his grassy confident. It's when he noticed the injury on the right shoulder; "What happened to him?"
"He's been trying to get out, constantly ramming his shoulder into the door. I tried to bandage him, but I cannot get within ten feet from him. And I'm afraid to tranquilize him."
"I want to see him."
Will laid a hand on the glass, "Please." He didn't know what it was, but his heart tugged in his chest, and his body told him to go to the wolf.
He saw Helen nod in his peripheral vision as she typed in the numbers to unlock the door; "Alright."
He walked over to the door and paused. His heart thundered in his chest, his blood rushed to his ears. He took a deep breath and his senses cleared. The automatic locked clicked and the door eases open an inch. Even through the crack in the door, he could hear the thundering growls of a wolf that brought chills down his spine. He put his hand to the door and pushed it open.