Fic: Don't Look Back 2/?

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Title: Don't Look Back
Chapters: 2/?
Author: csi_sanders1129
Genre: Angst. Romance. Drama.
Ratings: K+
Word Count: 697
Pairings/Characters: TommyMerton.
Synopsis: He read the words again and again. He was Tommy’s weakness? How…? Then it clicked, combining with the kiss just moments ago. Tommy loved him.
Comments: Sorry this took a while to get up (assuming anyone is reading it, lol) I had a busy week, turning 17 and all. ^_^  Characters not mine! Enjoy!

Equipped with this new, valuable information, Merton confronted Tommy again. They didn’t often go to Tommy’s house, Merton’s was usually more convenient and safer, but it was clear the werewolf was not going to risk coming to the Lair, so Merton would have to go to him, it seemed.

“Hello, Merton.” Tommy’s mother offered a smile when she opened the door for him. “Tommy said he’s not feeling well, but I’m sure he’d be glad to see you. He’s upstairs.” She explained, ushering him inside. Merton was silently grateful that Tommy hadn’t had him banned from the house.

He flashed a quick grin in return, replying with a polite, “Thanks,” before heading upstairs. He knocked on the door to Tommy’s room, walking in without waiting for a response.

Tommy had obviously not been expecting company, though. He seemed glued to his computer, which was weird enough by itself. “You shouldn’t be here.”

“I’m not letting you face this alone.” Merton leaned against the desk beside him. “If the positions were reversed, would you let me?”

Tommy looked up, meeting his eyes. “No, but… I’m supposed to protect you.” He dropped his gaze again, fixated on the research he’d been doing.

“Says who, exactly?” The elder asked, reaching to the back of the computer to unplug the mouse so he could get Tommy’s attention again. “Why should it be a one-way street? Why can’t I help you?”

“I don’t… I can’t see you get hurt because of what I am again, okay? You mean too much to me to let that happen.” The words hung in the air for a moment before either spoke again. While they were not  declaration of love, or anything to that extreme, they meant something, and both boys knew it.

“I know.” As soon as he said that, though, he knew Tommy would reply with ‘Then why are we having this conversation, you’re not helping. That's final.’ So, he amended it with, “I mean, I know how much I mean to you.”

Tommy shook his head. “No, you don’t.”

“I do. Tommy, the reason the Syndicate threatened me to get to you just proves it. They could see it, and we thought they were idiots. I’m amazed everyone we’ve ever gone up against didn’t try it. It’s like the most fool proof plan they could have, because we both know that we’d do anything for each other.” A pause. “Because we’re in love with each other.”

Tommy seemed startled by Merton’s statement, kind of like a deer caught in headlights, before a wave of relief washed over him. “Each other, huh?”

Merton nodded. “Yeah. Which is why there is no way I’m going to let you do this alone.”

The younger boy seemed to process that in his head for a moment before he responded. “We’ll see. I do need your help, though.”

“With?”

“I was trying to find out where the Syndicate is now. I want this over before they do whatever it is they’re planning.” He explained, gesturing to the computer screen. “But you know how well I do with computers…”

Merton eyed the screen. “We’ll, you managed to find a search engine. That’s progress.” He teased; plugging the mouse back in before he nudged Tommy out of the way. A few sites and a handful of minutes later, Merton had found the new location for the Werewolf Syndicate. Apparently, they had their own website now. Gil’s doing, no doubt.

“If I say I want you to stay here…” Tommy started, Merton cut him off.

“Then I’ll just follow you anyway.” His eyes pleaded with the other. “We’re in this together, okay?”

“Alright.” He agreed solemnly. “If anything happens to you…”

Merton stopped him. “Nothing will, but if something does, it will be entirely my fault and you can’t blame yourself.”

“Blaming myself will be exactly what I do, but I’m going to agree anyway. If I leave and they know you’re following me, then you’re even more worse off. At least if we go together, I can keep you safe.” He reached for Merton’s hand. “We’ll leave tonight, when it gets dark. But I think you should stay here until we do.”