Anna and Cas volunteered to stay at the motel while Dean and Sam went to interview people at the university.

"You sure you don't want to come?" Sam asked, but Anna shook her head.

"I have, like, two seasons of Glee to catch up on. See you all in a few hours. We can go have dinner together when you get back," Anna said, settling onto the couch with Sam's laptop and Netflix ready to start.

Dean and Sam left the room, hearing Anna say softly as they closed the door, "Mm, Blaine, I'd be your teenage dream any day…"

The boys pulled into the parking lot of the administrative building on campus about fifteen minutes later. Dean and Sam climbed out of the car, and closed the doors.

"Hey girls, sweet ride," a student said, winking at them as he passed. "We should go for a drive sometime."

"Son of a bitch, do they not realize how annoying that is?" Dean asked, but Sam grinned.

"Come on, Dean, let's go inside."

Sam and Dean went to the front desk, and were meeting with the Chancellor in minutes.

"Come in, agents. I must say, I'm surprised this has caught the attention of the feds," the Chancellor said, taking a seat behind her desk, and motioning for the agents to sit.

"Yes, well, we can't be too careful. What can you tell us about the attacks?" Sam asked.

"There have been five of them. Each time, it's a female taken, and she is always scratched with long claw marks down her body. Sort of like the animal attacks we've been having," the Chancellor said.

"Animal attacks?" Dean asked.

"Oh yes. We've been having pets go missing around the campus from the townhouses. They are usually not found, but sometimes…bits of them are. And those pieces are covered in long claw marks. I've asked the faculty in the zoology department what kind of animal it could be, but they aren't very sure. The campus is close to the woods, so our best guess is a bear. That doesn't explain the attacks on the women though. A bear would be unlikely to let them go with just some claw marks."

"That's weird, alright. Have the women said anything about what they see?" Dean asked.

The Chancellor hesitated at this.

"Y-yes, but they were obviously frightened and confused after the attacks…"

"Could we speak to them?" Sam asked, and the Chancellor seemed to struggle with herself before agreeing.

"Alright. Let me give you a list of names."

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Sam and Dean knocked on the door of the first girl, and she opened it quickly.

"Oh, hello!" she said brightly. "Can I help you?"

"Yes, I'm agent Holmes, this is agent Darwin," Sam said, introducing them. "We'd like to ask you some questions about your attack."

"Sure…you want to come in?" she asked, and stood back to let the agents in.

They sat down in the living room, and the girl clasped her hands tightly in her lap.

"Angie?" Dean asked, and she smiled at him. "There isn't anything to be afraid of. You can talk to us. What happened?"

"I was walking back to the dorms after my evening psych class, and I heard a sound over by the woods. I thought it sounded like someone was hurt, so I went to check it out. And when I got there…"

Angie stopped talking and glanced nervously up at Sam and Dean.

"I mean, I must have imagined it. I guess I saw a bear, but I was so scared I thought I saw something else," she said.

"Please, Angie, tell us whatever you think you saw. It would really help us out," Sam said.

"I-I thought I saw this man, but he didn't look human. He had this crazy long hair, really dirty. And his fingers," Angie gave a small shudder. "They were way too long to be human. The nails on them, too…they were sharp and pointy, like knives."

Dean and Sam exchanged confused looks. They hadn't heard of this before.

"You think I'm crazy," Angie said, eyes downcast.

"No, not at all. Really, we've heard much stranger," Sam reassured her.

"Yeah, well, just catch whatever it is. I don't even like to walk by myself around here anymore," Angie stood to see them out. "Thanks for listening."

"Anytime. Here, call this number if you can think of anything else," Sam said, handing her a card.

"Agent Sam Holmes?" Angie read off the card, looking confused.

"Yeah, short for Samantha," Dean jumped in quickly, and they left.

An hour and a half later, Dean and Sam could tell that the same thing had attacked the other girls. The problem was they just didn't know what it could be.

"Werewolf?" Sam asked hopefully as they made their way back to the car.

"No, they said it was a man, not an animal. And the claw marks don't match," Dean said. "Maybe it's just some human freak."

They reached the Impala and Dean unlocked his door.

"Hey there, baby," a student's voice said.

"Dammit, come on!" Dean said, turning to the kid.

"I wasn't talking to you, blondie. I was talking to Miss Gorgeous here," the kid said, walking toward Sam, whose eyes widened. "You are one good looking chick."

"Uh, thanks?" Sam said.

"You know, I just finished up my classes for the day. Why don't you and I go see what we can get into?" the boy said, smirking.

"No thanks, I have a girlfriend," Sam replied without thinking.

"Oh. Oh!" the kid said, his eyes darting between Sam and Dean.

"No, no! We're not together!" Dean called, but the boy was already walking away quickly. "Shit! Get in the car, Sam."

Dean and Sam drove back to the motel in silence, and pulled into the parking lot just as Dean's phone rang. He threw open his door and walked back to the room, answering it as he went.

"Hey, Bobby."

"Damn, that's still weird as hell. Find anything?" Bobby asked.

"Yeah, all the witnesses say it was a thin man with long hair and really unnaturally long fingers. His nails were sharp too," Dean answered.

"Huh," Bobby said, clearly as stumped as the boys were.

"Found out anything about us yet?" Dean asked, as he and Sam opened the door to the room.

"That's actually why I'm calling…I did some research on the curse you boys have on you."

"And?" Dean asked, not liking the tone of voice.

"It's temporary, and wears off on its own. It should just take a month or so."

"A month? Dammit, Bobby, I can't be running around with girly bits for a month!" Dean yelled.

"Don't you dare yell at me, boy! You're the one who couldn't keep it in his pants in a damned graveyard! What the hell were you thinking? You're just lucky it isn't permanent. And you really need to get over this sexist crap you've got going on. I know plenty of female hunters who are just as capable as you!"

"It's not about being a good hunter! Damn, look at Jo and Ellen! They were perfect hunters!" Dean said.

"Then what's the problem?" Bobby asked loudly, and Dean fell silent. "Oh, hell no. I think I understand. Dean, if this is about Cas-"

"I don't want to talk about it, Bobby," Dean said, looking up to make sure Cas hadn't heard anything. He was deep in conversation with Sam and Anna about the mystery creature.

"You listen here, boy, and listen good. If you're worried, just ask Cas about it. Do you know how many of your problems would be fixed if you actually talked about them? Look, Karen and I were married for a while. Not as long as I'd have liked, but long enough to learn some things. Talk to Cas. It can't hurt."

"Yeah, Bobby. Thanks," Dean said in a much quieter tone.

"Anytime. Now, I'm going to hang up here and try to find out what the hell you're dealing with. You and the rest of the gang just stay safe and have a night off together. Talk to you soon," Bobby said, and he hung up.

Dean sighed and joined the others in their conversation.

"About time, I'm starving!" Anna said cheerfully. "I saw an ad for an Italian place down the block from here."

"Awesome, let's go," Dean said.

"You aren't wearing that! Come back to my room, Dean. You're going to look fabulous."

"Oh, no. No, no, no," Dean argued, but Anna had clasped his hand firmly and led him out the door.

He cast a pleading glance at Sam, but his brother just grinned and waved him away.

"Man, I'll replay the look on his face every day for the rest of my life!" Sam laughed, and Cas grinned widely, holding up a red dress.

"Don't laugh yet. Anna gave me instructions to get you 'beautiful' as well. She gave me a bit of lesson on makeup too."

Sam backed away from Cas, his hands up.

"Come on, Cas, don't make me do this," Sam said, but Cas advanced on him, holding out the dress for Sam.

"I believe you humans have a saying, 'fair is fair'? It wouldn't be fair to make Dean do this alone. Besides, I bet you look lovely in red."

Sam's face flushed, but he took the dress.

"You and Anna are enjoying this way too much," he huffed, and set off for the bathroom to change for dinner.

"Maybe. But we'll never get this chance again," Cas said.

"Oh, I can freaking guarantee that. I'm wearing a chastity belt in every graveyard we go in from now on," Sam called from the bathroom.

Cas managed a laugh at that, then went to check his own reflection in a mirror. He grabbed the clothes Anna had picked out for him off the chair, and changed quickly. Not bad, he thought. He was actually looking forward to this.