Gerard decided to stay with Frank that night, seeing as the young man could use a little comfort. Gerard wasn't the least bit worried that Bert or anyone from his pack would try to return that night. He may have been an asshole, but even Bert wasn't stupid enough to instigate a half thought out battle on neutral soil. And around humans, no doubt. But he was definitely planning something, and that thought made Gerard's stomach ache.
Every now and then, Gerard would catch the faint scent of a Way wolf, and he knew it was Mikey and Brendon patrolling the woods tonight. He told that to Frank who seemed to relax a little at the thought.
Frank was so mentally drained that he passed out practically the minute he laid his head on the pillow. Gerard took the initiative to clean up and dust a little, something he tended to do when he felt anxious. Gerard was doing dishes when he felt eyes watching him; studying him.
The hair on the back of his neck stood up as he froze, listening for noise outside. Looking out the window above Frank's kitchen sink, he couldn't hardly see a thing. Damn human eyes he groaned. He could see perfectly in wolf form, but he didn't think Frank would appreciate a gigantic wolf walking around his house.
Deciding that whatever was watching him was making him uneasy, he dried his hands and walked to the living room, flopping on the couch. Still he felt something watching him. The windows in the living room faced the opposite way so what ever was watching him was close to the house and this made him uneasy. But he couldn't smell anything out of the ordinary. The faint scents of Mikey and Brendon told him they were close but not near the house, and he wasn't picking up on any other scent.
Beginning to panic a little, Gerard got up and starting walking through the house, checking every nook and cranny he could. It was when he flung the closet door open that he felt it the strongest, yet nothing was in there. Sighing in frustration, he closed the door and turned to head back to the living room when he nearly jumped a foot. In the middle of the hallway sat the little rat looking dog of Frank's, staring at Gerard.
"Jesus fucking Christ!" He almost yelled. "You little fucker!" His surprise didn't even startle the dog. It suddenly made sense, Sweet Pea was following him and with everything going on Gerard immediately jumped to a bad conclusion.
"Damn little dog who could fit inside my mouth when I'm in wolf form, making a big bad alpha wolf scared" Gerard mumbled as he walked passed the dog. It yipped at him once and followed. "What the fuck do you want?" He groaned and the dog yipped again, sprinting towards the kitchen. Gerard followed him and turned the light back on.
"You need to be quiet, Frank needs sleep" Gerard scolded but the dog sat next to her bowl and stared at Gerard. "What? Food?" Sweet Pea yipped again. "Alright, alright" Gerard groaned as he dug through the cabinets until he found a bag of kibble for her.
"Yuck" Gerard mumbled as he filled the bowl. Sweet Pea hardly let him finish before she dug right in. "You like this shit?" Gerard asked surprised as he looked over the bag. "You should try real meat". Sweet Pea ignored him as she crunched away.
Gerard sat down next to the animal as she ate, trying to piece together why Frank was so attached to it. Hesitantly he lifted his hand and lightly pet Sweet Pea down her back before she stopped and growled.
"Look, I love Frank and you love Frank. So we have to get along" Gerard reasoned. The dog looked at him before resuming eating and Gerard pet it again this time without a negative reaction. "Finally" he breathed as he kept petting Sweet Pea while she ate. After she finished, she stretched out and crawled into Gerard's lap on top of his crossed legs. Gerard tensed a bit before relaxing and scratching Sweet Pea behind her ear as she laid down. This isn't too bad Gerard thought.
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"Father you know we can't do that" Gerard whined. His father summoned him home the next morning and after leaving Frank safely in the house with Joe and Pete nearby to patrol, he went back to the pack house.
"It's not up to me, Gerard, you know the rules" Mr Way argued. After the interactions with McCracken, Mr Way decided it was a good time to convene the alphas and betas and go over what to do should a battle ensue. Being a pack alpha meant it was Gerard's responsibility to attend, meaning almost everyone who offered to protect Frank would need to attend as well.
"How are we going to protect Frank?" Mr Way stopped as he stared off into space, thinking.
"Zach and Liz offered to help, right? Let them. I'll excuse Zach from the meeting".
"Zach is a beta and Liz is an omega. They aren't strong enough and they can't fight off Bert alone" Gerard rebutted.
"Bert will smell Way in the area and assume it's one of you or your friends. I doubt he would come close enough to see it's a beta and omega. We need to be thinking about the larger picture, Gerard" Mr Way scolded. Huffing in anger, Gerard turned and stormed out of his fathers office.
Gerard: baby I won't be able to come today. Some pack meeting. But I'm sending two wolves to keep an eye on you. Just stay inside the house tonight and I'll get there as soon as I can. I love you
Gerard slipped his phone back into his pocket and began preparing for the pack meeting.
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Fanfiction"You can't imprint on a human!" "Watch me" In Frank's simple world, things like werewolves and vampires only existed in high budget Hollywood films using overpaid actors. Living in the small Jersey town of Belleville, Frank lived a comfortable life...
