Fic: An American Werewolf in Denver [4/11] (Mag7:ATF/An American Werewolf in London/Paris, 14A)
Title: An American Werewolf in Denver [4/11]
Author: Sparrow
Fandom: Magnificent Seven: ATF and An American Werewolf in London/Paris
Characters: JD Dunne, Casey Wells, Maddie Stokes, Kate Stokes, Del Spivak, Garber, Kirkland, Chris Larabee, Nathan Jackson, Ezra Standish, Josiah Sanchez, Buck Wilmington, Vin Tanner and various OC characters
Rating: 14A
Disclaimer: I do not own Magnificent Seven: ATF and An American Werewolf in London/Paris. Any poems or songs used in this fanfic belong to their respective creators.
Warnings: Secondary Character death, mentions of off screen sex (het), minor wolf dominance/submission in human form, captives held in chains, a woman roughed around in an interrogation room, OC Character death, some slight graphic descriptions of gore
Summary: JD Dunne undergoes some changes when attacked by a strange creature on a full moon night. Confused about what’s happening to him, can he trust Team Seven to help him through it all? Or will outside influences turn him against his friends and brothers.
Author’s Note: I just wanna say a huge thanks to bookaddict43 for the last minute step in as my beta and also being my artist! Yay! Written for the first Magnificent Seven Big Bang (mag7bigbang), this was a challenge and a half to get this all written out and I just want to say thank you for the encouragement and support of my friends while I was getting this out - you know who you are. I hope all my warnings are appropriate and if you feel I’ve missed anything, feel free to point it out and I’ll be happy to add it to the list. :) Enjoy!
Even a man who is pure in heart
And says his prayers by night
May become a wolf when the wolf bane blooms
And the autumn moon is bright.
(Poem from The Wolfman, 1941)
JD didn’t know what woke him up in the middle of the night; he just knew it was something. Something out there, outside of the condo where he and Buck lived.
Prowling.
That was the only word JD could think of to describe whatever it was that ‘pinged’ his radar.
Getting out of bed, he padded softly out of his room and headed over to the living room. Pushing back the curtain, he watched as a figure walked back and forth in front of the building. He couldn’t make out who it was, but whoever it was, was encroaching on his territory.
Territory?
With that word, it was like something surged forward into the front of his mind and his eyes started to glow amber as his lip lifted upwards and he softly growled.
This was his home, his! What was this intruder doing here?
Fully preparing himself to run out the front door, tackle this person and sink his teeth in and rip their throat out; JD was unprepared for the hand that grabbed his uninjured shoulder and spun him around.
“What are you doing out here, kid?” Buck asked as he sleepily rubbed his eyes. Therefore, he didn’t see the amber bleed out of JD’s eyes and return to their hazel colour.
“Buck?” JD asked confused. “What are you doing out here?”
“I asked first, JD.”
Brow furrowed in confusion, a look of alarm graced his face before JD was able to wipe it off. “I’m not sure. I thought I heard something, got out of bed and then nothing until you touched me.”
Understanding filled Buck’s eyes. “Don’t worry about it, kiddo.”
“But Buck! I bla -.”
“Shh, none of that,” Buck said, placing a hand on JD’s shoulder. “It’s probably your subconscious searching for something.”
JD’s mood then turned sombre. “Casey.”
“Maybe, maybe not,” Buck shrugged. “It might just be a onetime thing tonight.”
“Or it could happen again!” JD insisted.
“JD. Let’s take it one day at a time and we’ll figure it out, alright?”
“Okay, Buck.”
Moving his hand so his entire arm was around JD’s shoulders, he steered his young friend back to bed.
He never even noticed the intruder leaving the area.
“Now, I’m drawing the line at tucking you into bed and kissing you goodnight,” Buck joked.
A slight curve of JD’s lips warned Buck that the kid was going to give him some sort of smart alec remark.
“Ah-ah!” Buck wiggled a finger in JD’s finger. “You know I love you in a totally platonic brother kind of way kid, but if you finish that sentence, injured or not, your ass will be in a sling.”
JD pouted and wiggled more under the covers.
“That’s better. Night kid.”
“Night, Buck,” JD whispered as he burrowed into the warmth.
Shutting the light off, Buck was about to close the door when JD’s voice stopped him. “And Buck - thanks.”
Buck smiled back. “Anytime, kid.”
~~~
Vin sighed as he took a long pull from the bottle of beer in his hand.
This whole situation with JD and Casey, he didn’t know what to feel. Disbelief, sadness, grief and most of all, anger.
Anger that Casey was taken from JD so soon and that JD had to go through the process of losing a loved one - again.
It was nearly midnight when a knock on his door startled him out of his thoughts.
Frowning, he wondered who it could be. The boys knew they were welcomed in, anytime and they usually called ahead. So this was someone unexpected.
Setting his drink aside as he got up and off of his couch, he slowly padded his way to the apartment door in bare feet.
Grabbing the sawed off shotgun from the umbrella stand to the right of the door, he peered through peep hole.
It was a piece of his past, coming back apparently.
Unlocking the chain and the deadbolt, but still keeping a hand on the shotgun, he slowly opened the door a couple of inches.
“Hello, Kate,” Vin drawled.
Kate Stokes stood in front of the doorway, dressed in ragged jeans, boots, a tank top and a flannel jacket that had seen better days. A cowboy hat completed her look as Vin finished his exam, ignoring the gun tucked in the sidearm.
“Is this pleasure or business?” Vin asked, straight to the point. “And where’s Maddie?”
“It’s business, Vin,” Kate replied back. “And the business is about Maddie.”
Vin swore softly.
He met the two sisters a couple of years before he joined the ATF and just after he got out of the Army and took up bounty hunting.
At the time, they had joined up on a few hunts and he felt an attraction to Kate, but she was devoted to her sister, so he left.
It didn’t help that Maddie was a few French fries short of a happy meal, but if you ever mentioned that in front of Kate, you better be prepared to get a few broken fingers and a black eye. And that was Kate being nice.
“Can I come in or do you want to continue making sure I’m not dangerous,” Kate stated.
“You always were dangerous, Kate,” Vin replied back.
Ice blue eyes glared at Vin. “Still am.”
Vin snorted. “No argument here. C’mon in.”
“Thank you.”
Kate followed Vin into the apartment and he closed the door behind her. Heading back over to the couch, he grabbed his beer as he sat down and laid the shotgun over his leg.
“Bet that took some effort.”
“Fuck you, Tanner,” Kate swore at Vin. “You mad at me or somethin’?”
“Why you come here now, Kate?” Vin asked, almost hissing the answer out. “Why now? After all this time?”
“I told you, business and Maddie,” Kate growled out.
Vin thought he saw a flash of amber in her eyes, but he shook his head. It was probably a trick of the light.
“What she done now?”
“That’s not important, I just need your help in getting her back,” Kate huffed out angrily. “I’d do it myself, but there’s too many.”
“I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s goin’ on, Kate,” Vin said.
Kate’s body trembled with tension, hands clenching and unclenching. And then everything seemed to pour of her and she slumped. “You ever heard of a man called Del Spivak?”
“That name sounds familiar.”
And did it ever, it was one of the names Team Seven had manage to get, thanks to Ezra’s connections, in their current case about gun runners that hit places just before the full moon. If things held true, there would be a scheduled hit about two or three days next week.
“Well, he’s got Maddie.”
“Shit,” Vin eloquently summed up. “How’d that happen?”
“We got stupid and our information was wrong,” Kate explained. “In all of the confusion, he managed to grab Maddie and he’s holding her against me.”
“Why? What do you have on him?” Vin asked.
“Information that could take him down if given to the right people,” Kate replied back.
Vin chuckled. “I see, I’m just being used for my connections to the ATF.”
“You help me set-up a meeting with your boss and I want promises that Maddie goes with me, no matter what,” Kate laid out.
“I can setup the meetin’, Kate, but I ain’t makin’ no promises,” Vin acknowledged. “I don’t have that kind of pull.”
“But your boss does,” Kate insisted.
“He’s just a simple man, Kate; he does what he needs to do, to get the job done.”
Kate chuckled. “And I don’t believe you. I have my information about what you need for that gun running group and your boss can promise me my sister, otherwise, no deal.”
“And I could hold you for obstruction of justice.”
“Maybe, but they’re going to hit again soon and after the full moon, they disappear into another city, this is your best shot at getting them now,” Kate explained. “Take it or leave it.”
Vin sighed. “I’m gonna have to call him and see what can be arranged.”
“You do that,” Kate said, a frosty tone colouring her voice. Reaching into her jacket pocket, she pulled out a card. “My information so you can reach me when we come to an - understanding.”
Taking the card, Vin tucked it into his jeans pocket and saluted Kate with his beer bottle. “I think you know your way out.”
Nodding at the request, Kate walked over to the apartment door and opened it. Pausing slightly, she turned so she was facing Vin. “Beyond the circumstances, it was good to see you again, Vin.”
Vin scoffed. “You hurt me deeply, Kate, so I wish I could say the same.”
Blue eyes soften slightly, before they turned hard and Kate walked out of the apartment, closing the door behind her.
Sighing, Vin drained the rest of his beer as he pulled out the card with Kate’s information. Turning it over in his hands as he set aside the bottle, he grabbed his cordless phone and dialled a number.
After a few rings, a gruff voice answered. “Larabee, here.”
“Hey cowboy, I think I might have a break in that gun runnin’ case of ours,” Vin stated and settled in to explain the situation to Chris.
END PART 4.
Part 3 // Part 5
Author: Sparrow
Fandom: Magnificent Seven: ATF and An American Werewolf in London/Paris
Characters: JD Dunne, Casey Wells, Maddie Stokes, Kate Stokes, Del Spivak, Garber, Kirkland, Chris Larabee, Nathan Jackson, Ezra Standish, Josiah Sanchez, Buck Wilmington, Vin Tanner and various OC characters
Rating: 14A
Disclaimer: I do not own Magnificent Seven: ATF and An American Werewolf in London/Paris. Any poems or songs used in this fanfic belong to their respective creators.
Warnings: Secondary Character death, mentions of off screen sex (het), minor wolf dominance/submission in human form, captives held in chains, a woman roughed around in an interrogation room, OC Character death, some slight graphic descriptions of gore
Summary: JD Dunne undergoes some changes when attacked by a strange creature on a full moon night. Confused about what’s happening to him, can he trust Team Seven to help him through it all? Or will outside influences turn him against his friends and brothers.
Author’s Note: I just wanna say a huge thanks to bookaddict43 for the last minute step in as my beta and also being my artist! Yay! Written for the first Magnificent Seven Big Bang (mag7bigbang), this was a challenge and a half to get this all written out and I just want to say thank you for the encouragement and support of my friends while I was getting this out - you know who you are. I hope all my warnings are appropriate and if you feel I’ve missed anything, feel free to point it out and I’ll be happy to add it to the list. :) Enjoy!
Even a man who is pure in heart
And says his prayers by night
May become a wolf when the wolf bane blooms
And the autumn moon is bright.
(Poem from The Wolfman, 1941)
JD didn’t know what woke him up in the middle of the night; he just knew it was something. Something out there, outside of the condo where he and Buck lived.
Prowling.
That was the only word JD could think of to describe whatever it was that ‘pinged’ his radar.
Getting out of bed, he padded softly out of his room and headed over to the living room. Pushing back the curtain, he watched as a figure walked back and forth in front of the building. He couldn’t make out who it was, but whoever it was, was encroaching on his territory.
Territory?
With that word, it was like something surged forward into the front of his mind and his eyes started to glow amber as his lip lifted upwards and he softly growled.
This was his home, his! What was this intruder doing here?
Fully preparing himself to run out the front door, tackle this person and sink his teeth in and rip their throat out; JD was unprepared for the hand that grabbed his uninjured shoulder and spun him around.
“What are you doing out here, kid?” Buck asked as he sleepily rubbed his eyes. Therefore, he didn’t see the amber bleed out of JD’s eyes and return to their hazel colour.
“Buck?” JD asked confused. “What are you doing out here?”
“I asked first, JD.”
Brow furrowed in confusion, a look of alarm graced his face before JD was able to wipe it off. “I’m not sure. I thought I heard something, got out of bed and then nothing until you touched me.”
Understanding filled Buck’s eyes. “Don’t worry about it, kiddo.”
“But Buck! I bla -.”
“Shh, none of that,” Buck said, placing a hand on JD’s shoulder. “It’s probably your subconscious searching for something.”
JD’s mood then turned sombre. “Casey.”
“Maybe, maybe not,” Buck shrugged. “It might just be a onetime thing tonight.”
“Or it could happen again!” JD insisted.
“JD. Let’s take it one day at a time and we’ll figure it out, alright?”
“Okay, Buck.”
Moving his hand so his entire arm was around JD’s shoulders, he steered his young friend back to bed.
He never even noticed the intruder leaving the area.
“Now, I’m drawing the line at tucking you into bed and kissing you goodnight,” Buck joked.
A slight curve of JD’s lips warned Buck that the kid was going to give him some sort of smart alec remark.
“Ah-ah!” Buck wiggled a finger in JD’s finger. “You know I love you in a totally platonic brother kind of way kid, but if you finish that sentence, injured or not, your ass will be in a sling.”
JD pouted and wiggled more under the covers.
“That’s better. Night kid.”
“Night, Buck,” JD whispered as he burrowed into the warmth.
Shutting the light off, Buck was about to close the door when JD’s voice stopped him. “And Buck - thanks.”
Buck smiled back. “Anytime, kid.”
~~~
Vin sighed as he took a long pull from the bottle of beer in his hand.
This whole situation with JD and Casey, he didn’t know what to feel. Disbelief, sadness, grief and most of all, anger.
Anger that Casey was taken from JD so soon and that JD had to go through the process of losing a loved one - again.
It was nearly midnight when a knock on his door startled him out of his thoughts.
Frowning, he wondered who it could be. The boys knew they were welcomed in, anytime and they usually called ahead. So this was someone unexpected.
Setting his drink aside as he got up and off of his couch, he slowly padded his way to the apartment door in bare feet.
Grabbing the sawed off shotgun from the umbrella stand to the right of the door, he peered through peep hole.
It was a piece of his past, coming back apparently.
Unlocking the chain and the deadbolt, but still keeping a hand on the shotgun, he slowly opened the door a couple of inches.
“Hello, Kate,” Vin drawled.
Kate Stokes stood in front of the doorway, dressed in ragged jeans, boots, a tank top and a flannel jacket that had seen better days. A cowboy hat completed her look as Vin finished his exam, ignoring the gun tucked in the sidearm.
“Is this pleasure or business?” Vin asked, straight to the point. “And where’s Maddie?”
“It’s business, Vin,” Kate replied back. “And the business is about Maddie.”
Vin swore softly.
He met the two sisters a couple of years before he joined the ATF and just after he got out of the Army and took up bounty hunting.
At the time, they had joined up on a few hunts and he felt an attraction to Kate, but she was devoted to her sister, so he left.
It didn’t help that Maddie was a few French fries short of a happy meal, but if you ever mentioned that in front of Kate, you better be prepared to get a few broken fingers and a black eye. And that was Kate being nice.
“Can I come in or do you want to continue making sure I’m not dangerous,” Kate stated.
“You always were dangerous, Kate,” Vin replied back.
Ice blue eyes glared at Vin. “Still am.”
Vin snorted. “No argument here. C’mon in.”
“Thank you.”
Kate followed Vin into the apartment and he closed the door behind her. Heading back over to the couch, he grabbed his beer as he sat down and laid the shotgun over his leg.
“Bet that took some effort.”
“Fuck you, Tanner,” Kate swore at Vin. “You mad at me or somethin’?”
“Why you come here now, Kate?” Vin asked, almost hissing the answer out. “Why now? After all this time?”
“I told you, business and Maddie,” Kate growled out.
Vin thought he saw a flash of amber in her eyes, but he shook his head. It was probably a trick of the light.
“What she done now?”
“That’s not important, I just need your help in getting her back,” Kate huffed out angrily. “I’d do it myself, but there’s too many.”
“I can’t help you if you don’t tell me what’s goin’ on, Kate,” Vin said.
Kate’s body trembled with tension, hands clenching and unclenching. And then everything seemed to pour of her and she slumped. “You ever heard of a man called Del Spivak?”
“That name sounds familiar.”
And did it ever, it was one of the names Team Seven had manage to get, thanks to Ezra’s connections, in their current case about gun runners that hit places just before the full moon. If things held true, there would be a scheduled hit about two or three days next week.
“Well, he’s got Maddie.”
“Shit,” Vin eloquently summed up. “How’d that happen?”
“We got stupid and our information was wrong,” Kate explained. “In all of the confusion, he managed to grab Maddie and he’s holding her against me.”
“Why? What do you have on him?” Vin asked.
“Information that could take him down if given to the right people,” Kate replied back.
Vin chuckled. “I see, I’m just being used for my connections to the ATF.”
“You help me set-up a meeting with your boss and I want promises that Maddie goes with me, no matter what,” Kate laid out.
“I can setup the meetin’, Kate, but I ain’t makin’ no promises,” Vin acknowledged. “I don’t have that kind of pull.”
“But your boss does,” Kate insisted.
“He’s just a simple man, Kate; he does what he needs to do, to get the job done.”
Kate chuckled. “And I don’t believe you. I have my information about what you need for that gun running group and your boss can promise me my sister, otherwise, no deal.”
“And I could hold you for obstruction of justice.”
“Maybe, but they’re going to hit again soon and after the full moon, they disappear into another city, this is your best shot at getting them now,” Kate explained. “Take it or leave it.”
Vin sighed. “I’m gonna have to call him and see what can be arranged.”
“You do that,” Kate said, a frosty tone colouring her voice. Reaching into her jacket pocket, she pulled out a card. “My information so you can reach me when we come to an - understanding.”
Taking the card, Vin tucked it into his jeans pocket and saluted Kate with his beer bottle. “I think you know your way out.”
Nodding at the request, Kate walked over to the apartment door and opened it. Pausing slightly, she turned so she was facing Vin. “Beyond the circumstances, it was good to see you again, Vin.”
Vin scoffed. “You hurt me deeply, Kate, so I wish I could say the same.”
Blue eyes soften slightly, before they turned hard and Kate walked out of the apartment, closing the door behind her.
Sighing, Vin drained the rest of his beer as he pulled out the card with Kate’s information. Turning it over in his hands as he set aside the bottle, he grabbed his cordless phone and dialled a number.
After a few rings, a gruff voice answered. “Larabee, here.”
“Hey cowboy, I think I might have a break in that gun runnin’ case of ours,” Vin stated and settled in to explain the situation to Chris.
END PART 4.
Part 3 // Part 5