Title: The Werewolves And The Rogue Demon Hunter
Characters: Lois Lane/Wesley Wyndam-Pryce, Chloe
Fandoms: Smallville/Buffy The Vampire Slayer
Disclaimer: Don't own
Summary: When Lois accompanies Chloe to do some investigating, neither cousin is prepared to come against honest to god werewolves, get infected, or meet Wesley Wyndam-Pryce, former Head Boy, Watcher, and currently a Rogue Demon Hunter extraordinaire.
A/N: VERY au for Smallville. NOTHING has happened the way it has in the show.
"So you've lived in Smallvale most of your life." Wesley gazed at the pictures of younger Lois and Chloe, the girls grinning mischievously at the camera.
"Smallville. I lived with my father until my mother's death, and then I went to live with uncle Gabe and Chloe since dad is in the army and he felt that as an only child I needed some stability in my life. We mostly lived in Metropolis, and when Chloe was around thirteen and I was fifteen Uncle Gabe got promoted to manager of the Smallville LuthorCorp fertilizer company and he's been running things ever since."
Wesley nodded, looking at another picture of Gabe and the girls. "Will your uncle Gabe have questions as to where you two were last night?"
"He's out for the weekend, gone to some conference in Metropolis, it's why Chloe and I picked last night to go investigating the claims of monsters." Lois replied, sending her cousin a look. "You okay?"
Chloe, who had finally awoken before they returned home, nodded, hugging her knees to her chest. "I'm wrapping my head around the fact that the supernatural actually exists...and that now I'm a part of it." She frowned, running her palms over her legs. "How did I get this hairy this soon? I shaved yesterday."
"Ah, yes, right." Wesley turned to them. "This is a side effect of lycanthropy that I have heard of. Your hair will grow faster...all your hair. You'll probably have to shave every single day."
Chloe looked up at him in horror.
Lois wasn't feeling so happy either. "Every single day?"
"Unless you wear pants a lot so you don't have to show off your legs." Wesley replied.
Chloe moaned. "Why couldn't I be a vampire?"
Lois made a face, agreeing.
"Because they're soulless monsters. Except for Angel." Wesley mumbled. "Except when he's lost his soul." He nodded. "Then he's a soulless monster too."
The cousins exchanged confused looks yet didn't ask anything.
"I'm going up to bathe." Chloe sighed, standing up. "And shave."
Lois watched the blonde disappear up the stairs, before turning to Wesley. "How does she seem to you?"
"I do not believe that my opinion is important in this matter as I have never seen her conscious before." He replied, eyebrow raised. "How did she seem to you?"
Lois made a face, glancing over her shoulder towards the stairs once more before answering. "She's snarky...so I'm not going to freak out for now."
Wesley raised an eyebrow at her before nodding and finally sitting down, looking awkward yet determined. "I will immediately seek employment and once I have this and a place to stay in we need to come together to think of a way of containment for you and your cousin on the nights of the full moon."
"I can't believe that I'm talking about ways to lock myself up." Lois whispered, running a hand over her hair. "I mean, other than handcuffs once or twice whenever the mood struck I've never really liked the thought of bondage and yet here I am going the extra mile."
Wesley gulped. "Y-yes well, furry handcuffs aside, this is for people's safety."
"Oh, not those flimsy furry ones." Lois made up her nose. "I use the real deal. Had then since I was sixteen."
Wesley just looked at her, eyes wide, and gulped.
She watched in fascination as his Adam's Apple bobbed.
What would normally be ignored or taunted by her was now suddenly fascinating, and Lois didn't know what to say or do. She didn't understand it. It was as if she was hyperaware of this man. And it wasn't because he was the most handsome man in the world or anything. Sure, he was good looking, but Lois had seen handsomer.
And yet those handsomer men had nothing on this guy.
And she just couldn't explain it.
She didn't even really know Wesley, and yet she felt as if she did.
She felt like she could trust him.
She was relieved and happy that he was going to be sticking around, helping them.
And she really wanted to see what his pants hid.
"So what can you tell me about Smalldale and this meteor infection?" Wesley asked, clearing his throat, obviously uncomfortable with the silence.
"Smallville. And there was a meteor shower some years back that nearly destroyed this place. Ever since then people have been mutating." Lois explained. "All the mutations can be traced back to the meteor shower, meteor rocks, or something made from the meteor rocks. Chloe reopened the high school's newspaper and coined the term 'meter freak', and she investigates them...though I'm not sure what she's going to do now that she knows she's one of them herself."
Wesley nodded. "It would do good for her not to draw any attention to herself, especially now that she's a werewolf on top of everything."
"You-are finished with high school?" He cleared his throat, not looking at her once more.
Lois smiled. "Yes, just graduated last month actually."
"Any plans for college?" He asked.
Lois made a face. "I was thinking for a while about going to MetU, but I decided not to. College, well, it's just not for me. I'm working at The Beanery now while trying to figure out what exactly I want to do with my life."
"The Beanery?" He asked, curiously.
"A coffee shop." Lois grinned. "I'm the head barista."
"Ah." He nodded, looking away once more.
Lois gazed down at her hands before looking up. "So...what type of job will you be looking for?"
"Good question." He frowned, tapping a finger to his lips. "Is there a library here in SmallTown?"
"Smallville." Lois' lips quirked. "Are you messing up the name on purpose or are you just that much of an airhead?"
His lips parted in aghast as he turned to her. "Well forgive me for having other thoughts dominating my mind at this moment!"
"I will try." She smirked.
He pouted at her flippant attitude. "You remind me of Buffy. Too much mouth."
"Says the man with the mouth." Lois narrowed her eyes, wondering who the hell this Buffy was.
And what sort of name was Buffy anyway?
"The mouth?" Wesley blinked, confused.
"Yeah." Lois grumbled, friggin annoyed right now. "The mouth with the lips."
He brought his hand to his mouth. "What's wrong with my lips?"
"Nothing's wrong with them!" Lois snapped, jolting up to her feet. "That's my whole point!"
Wesley was pressed against the sofa, eyes wide, just looking at her in confusion and maybe a bit of fear.
"And what kinda name is Buffy anyway?" Lois snapped. "Who in their right mind would date someone named Buffy?"
Wesley continued to look at her...somewhat frightened. "Angel?"
Lois went still, all anger and annoyance leaving her immediately as she turned to him. "Wait, the vampire with the girlie name?"
"Yes." Wesley had yet to move from where he was pressed against the sofa, cautious. "Angel was once Angelus, Scourge of Europe, Master Vampire, before he got his soul."
A small smile tilted her lips. "I still can't believe his name is Angel."
"Well, technically it's Liam but when he turned he was called Angelus the Angel-Faced Killer and-."
"Buffy and Angel." Lois snickered, in a great mood by now. "They are so destined."
Wesley blinked, utter confusion on his every feature. "I wouldn't exactly say-."
A scream erupted from upstairs.
Lois looked up, eyes wide in horror. "Chloe."
Tearing out of the living room Lois rushed up the stairs and burst into the bathroom, finding scratches on the wall, and nothing else.
Not even her cousin.
Wesley was behind the brunette, holding a vase as a weapon.
"Chloe?" Lois called.
A whimper could be heard from above them.
Lois looked up at the ceiling, seeing Chloe hanging upside down, finger and toenails now claws dug into the roof. "Chloe?"
Wesley dropped the vase in shock, no one reacting as it broke into millions of pieces. "How the devil-?"
Chloe was crying, wearing only her underwear, and looking utterly miserable. "I saw a cockroach...and the next thing I know is I'm up here...and I'm stuck."
"Don't worry, we'll, uh, get you down." Lois tried to calm down her cousin before turning to Wesley. "Is this normal?"
Wesley shook his head. "She shouldn't be able to do anything like this unless it's a full moon and she's changed. I mean, wolves have heightened abilities in their humans forms, but I have never heard of the human summoning the wolf's claws before." He pushed his glasses higher up the bridge of his nose. "This is utterly fascinating."
"Guys." The sixteen year old above them sniffled. "All my blood is rushing to my head and I'm getting dizzy."
"Right." Lois turned to Wesley. "Downstairs in the storage room under the stairs you'll find a ladder."
He nodded and left.
Lois looked up at her cousin. "Don't worry, we'll get you down."
"How am I going to explain the claw marks to dad?" Chloe bemoaned, sniffling, obviously close to tears once more.
"Well, it's your bathroom, he doesn't really come up in here." Lois reminded. "It's going to be okay, Cuz. Okay?"
"What if something scares me and I climb the walls at school?" Chloe's voice shook. "Lois, I'm enough of a freak and outcast as it is! I can't-I can't handle this!"
"Yes. You can." Lois narrowed her eyes. "And you're going to. You have no other option. You're going to be fine. We both are."
There was silence before Chloe finally let out a long breath. "Yes ma'am."
Lois smiled sadly up at her cousin, hearing Wesley hiss downstairs as something came crashing down on him. "He's kinda cute, isn't he?"
Chloe blinked, looking down at her. "Wesley?"
"Yeah." Lois nodded, not sure why she was relieved that Chloe had looked at her in such shock and hadn't agreed full-heartedly. "And he smells nice."
"Wesley?" Chloe echoed once more, making a face. "Seriously? You're smelling him?"
"Not on purpose." Lois rolled her eyes.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm relieved." Chloe mumbled from the ceiling. "Means I'm not the only one whose wolfiness is manifesting."
Lois blinked, arching her neck back to look at her cousin better. "You think its the wolf in me smelling him?"
"Noticing him." Chloe corrected. "Makes me wonder why."
Lois made a face, wondering why as well.
But neither girl had time to think because suddenly Chloe's claws morphed back into her normal nails, and suddenly with a scream she was falling.
On instinct, Lois reached out and caught her cousin.
Chloe blinked in Lois' arms, looking up at her. "You're strong."
"Dude." Lois agreed, grinning brightly.
They heard clanging and banging from the stairs, and Lois put down her younger cousin, the girls leaving Chloe's bathroom and heading to the stairs, seeing Wesley fumbling and fighting and losing as he tried to haul the ladder up the stairs. He was so locked in his battle with the evil ladder that he had yet to realize that they were there and watching him.
Chloe tilted her head to the right.
Lois bit down on her bottom lip.
He was kinda adorable.
"I'd offer to help...but I just realized I'm in my underwear." Chloe whispered to Lois. "I'll be in my room."
The blonde turned and left.
Lois smiled at her before turning to Wesley, wondering if she should let him know that they didn't need the ladder anymore...
...Or just ogle him for a couple of minutes more.