Disclaimer: If constantly obsessing over a show to the point of insanity means I own it then yes otherwise….well let's just say it won't be pretty.

A/N: I am really not sure how I feel about this idea but the plot bunny turned vicious and started threatening me. At least it will help to pass the time until we hear news about season 2 (I refuse to even admit that it could possibly be cancelled.)

Her claws dug into the moist earth as she pounded through the forest, dodging trees as if they were made of air. The moon was full and bright, casting a glow that sent ripples of delight streaming across her fur. Tonight it would be her salvation. Smells whipped past her noise and she sorted through them with ease, distinguishing each and determining that they were not worth the time though she longed to follow them, her instincts telling her to hunt whatever lay at the end. The night lay ahead full of possibilities and with the wolf in control it would be easy to just run further into the forest and never return but she had long since learnt that she was as much Riley as she wolf, perhaps over time they had become the same thing. Never the less she relinquished full control for the night of the moon, giving into her instincts and running free.

When the light of morning broke through the darkness she trotted through the last of the trees. Hints of moonlight lingered but the time had come to return. At first the change had been one of the most difficult parts, agonising pain shooting through her as her bones shifted, waking up in a strange place with no memory of the night before. Monster, they called her. Even now the word sent shivers down her spine but she had learned to accept what she was and only by doing so could she control it. The shift was barely noticeable, her form shifting from four legs to two. Parts of the wolf remained though the effects were not as prominent; she barely noticed her heightened sense of smell or protective nature not to mention ability to heal, something that had come in handy more than a few times. There was only one thing she required from her job: one night off every full moon. At first her superiors had looked at her as if she were insane but over time she proved herself so they eventually ignored it.

She pulled out the sweatshirt, track pants and sneakers she had kept hidden behind a log and made quick work of dressing. To anyone she passed on the sidewalk she looked like a regular early morning jogger, just the way she liked it. The distance between the edge of the forest and civilisation seemed like nothing but to her it separated two worlds andin the back of her mind she feared that the day would come where that line disappeared. Shrugging it off as she had done hundreds of times before she began a slow jog back, covering the distance easily and before she fully realised it she was home.

One thing that had become apparent when she had first become a lycanthrope was that the morning after was never pleasant and this morning was no different. She had built up a tolerance to raw meat but no amount of exposure could keep away the sick feeling that usually accompanied her little…midnight snacks. Thankfully this time it had only been a rabbit she had hunted and although she did feel slightly bad about it there were worse options. Despite her stomach's protests it stayed down and she was grateful: throwing up first thing in the morning sucked.

After a quick shower and change of clothes it was six am: time to call Gabriel. A small smile crossed her face as she hit speed dial 1 and listened to the rings. She counted barely three before his voice came over the line: groggy but still with that same teasing edge she had come to expect from him.

"Morning sunshine" she said, putting on her best cheery voice because she knew how much it annoyed him.

"Is it" he replied, inserting mock annoyance into his voice. "You know these morning calls are starting to sound awfully like an alarm."

"Well if you were to set yours once in a while I wouldn't always wake you up"

"Awww, and miss the delightful sound of your voice" she chuckled at his flirty tone, adding in an eye roll even though he couldn't see it.

"You hungry?" he asked, giving her open invitation to breakfast but her stomach immediately churned in response.

"I…ah already ate"

"Oh, ok then" he replied, hurt evident in his voice. She felt a pang of guilt but what else could she do, tell her partner she had turned into a wolf and eaten an innocent bunny?

"What are your plans for today?" she asked to change the topic. They had a rare day off thanks to a successful mission.

"Checking up on me already"

"Fine don't tell me"

"I won't" she heard his slight chuckle, her own laugh bubbling out in response.

"You wound me Riley"

"You'll survive"

She could see his form moving through the kitchen and she watched from the balcony, shaking her head at their banter.

"I know how much you enjoy my shirtless form but really, do you have to stare?" His face appeared in the window and she shot him a look but the knowing smirk remained firmly in place, dimples and all. She willed her hormones under control; he was her protectee after all even if she did…appreciate his looks on occasion.

"Just doing my job" she replied and even to her own ears it sounded a lot like an excuse. Damn him and his charming smile.

"I don't remember admiring your partner being in the manual" She glared at him and his smirk widened. Feeling a little devious she somewhat shyly replied "New addition."

He laughed and the corners of her mouth tugged up in response. Something about the sound stirred the wolf inside her and she gave a small hum.

"Do you want coffee?" he asked once the laughter died down. It was a poor excuse and both of them knew it but neither commented, not really wanting to think about what it meant.

"Sure" she replied, "be there in 5." He sent her his signature charm smile and she did her best to convince herself that it had absolutely no effect on her, protectee echoing in the back of her mind.

3 minutes later she walked through his door and a cup of coffee was unceremoniously thrust into her hand by a still shirtless Gabriel. She wondered if he had noticed or perhaps-and was more likely-he was teasing her. As if he was echoing her thoughts he said in that same cheeky tone "enjoying the view".

"What view?" she quipped but she knew she had been caught staring-again. What was wrong with her? His eyes studied her for a moment and she resisted the urge to growl at him. He must have noticed her discomfort because he looked away and she relaxed slightly. She knew he didn't mean it as a challenge but sometimes it was hard to fight her instincts.

"So what are your plans for today" he asked, giving her an out. "Don't tell me you plan on working."

"Hey, I can have fun" she was pretty sure that her run through the woods proved that not that she could tell him.

"Really" he replied sceptically and she sent him a glare. "Prove it. Come bowling with me" His look was challenging and part of her wanted to accept it-she was never one to back down but the wolf didn't like it, taking it as a challenge to her authority. It was always the worst around the full moon when the wolf refused to be submissive. In the end it was the part of her that wanted to spend time with him (not that she would ever admit it) that one out.

"You're on but be prepared to lose"

"You wish" He drained the rest of his cup and disappeared into his bedroom returning a few minutes later fully dressed.

"Try not to be too disappointed" he said earning him an eye roll as they headed out.

A/N: Should I continue or just leave it here? Is it good, bad or just my crazy ramblings?