Madison had a creepy neighbor who was all up in her business. It really had nothing to do with anything, but it was noteworthy anyway. She politely invited them in and offered them coffee, all the normal things someone would do to be cordial.

Sam took a sip of the coffee. "Has Kurt been by here?"

"Yes and no." She said reluctantly. "He was here, outside, just, staring. Staring up at the window. Kind of creepy. Has he done something?"

"We're not really sure."

"It's probably nothing. We just don't want to take any chances, in fact, one of us should probably stay here with you in case he stops by. Where does he work?"

The fact that the police thought she needed protection made her nervous. "He owns a body shop."

"You mind grabbing that address for us?"

She nodded and went into the other room.

Dean lowered his voice. "Ok so Kayla you stay and…"

"I'm not babysitting." She patted Sam's shoulder. "I think Sam should stay with Madison, and we'll go after Kurt."

He paused for a moment and weighed the options. If Sam was here, he wouldn't be at the hotel, and he was good with that. Great in fact. See? Werewolves are awesome. "Good thinking."

They got the address of the body shop and went back to the car. Dean smirked as he started it up. "So."

"So."

"Sam's gonna stay with Madison, we're gonna be all by ourselves…" He didn't push too hard, she still hadn't let him touch her since the possession.

She laughed quietly, she had done this more for Sam's benefit but it wouldn't hurt Dean not to know that. "We'll see how it goes. I believe we're trying to hunt one of these 'bad ass' werewolves."

"We'll do that too. I can multi-task."

He drove to the body shop, it was downtown and not the most reputable looking places they'd seen. Certainly wasn't a place he'd take the Impala. Well, he wouldn't take the Impala anywhere for that matter. When they parked Kayla immediately volunteered for information gathering.

"You sure you want to do it alone?"

"It's a garage, not exactly threatening." She opened her door. "You want to time me?"

He smirked. "Alright. You've got…" he looked at the time on his cell phone. "Ten minutes."

"Please, give me some credit." She took her jacket off and tossed it into the seat. "I'll be back in five."

She went in through the garage entrance instead of the main office; she wanted the mechanics not the receptionist. It wasn't twenty seconds before one of the employees took off his gloves and came to greet her.

"Hey, can I help you?" He wasn't exactly looking her in the eye when he asked.

"I'm looking for Kurt? He said he owned the place or something."

"Kurt huh? Yeah he does but he hasn't been here all week, that's the benefits of being the boss you know? Is there something I can help you with?" His voice was suggestive.

She gave him a crooked smile. "He helped me out with my car the other night and I was just looking to return the favor. I don't suppose you know where I can find him?"

The mechanic smirked; Kurt was going to be a lucky bastard tonight. "Yeah sweetheart, he's at Lily's Club, you know how to get there?"

"Of course, thanks." She went back and got into the Impala. "He's at Lily's Club, hasn't been to work all week."

"Three and a half minutes, that's impressive. I'm sending you to do the grunt work from now on." He pulled out his cell phone and called Sam. "Let me guess, you're sitting on her couch like a stiff trying to think of something to say."

"Did you find Kurt?"

"He hasn't been at work all week but because I'm good," he grinned at Kayla. "And I mean really good, I know where he might be at. So what's she wearing?"

"Dean." Kayla took the phone from him. "Sam? Is she showing any possible sign that she may be interested in playing cops and robbers?"

He paused, she had just displayed her thong collection in front of him. "Maybe."

"Just be you, sincerity in a guy totally throws us off guard. Don't be a wuss." Sam hung up on her. "How rude."

Dean laughed. "So let's find Lily's."