It took the rest of the day to get half-way to my old den; we might have gotten farther, but I didn't want to risk running into any other werewolves. "There's another old den a mile from here we can sleep in for tonight," I said, and began to walk again.
An hour later we arrived and I dug out the old den, "Not much, but it will keep us warm for tonight," I said as they entered.
They looked around, "It's huge," Abby remarked.
"The werewolf that made it was three times my size," I replied, setting some of the old fire wood into the dugout fire place and then finding his old flint.
The dried wood caught flame and lit up the lair "Get some rest, I'll keep watch," I instructed and then went and lay down outside the den mouth.
I woke as the sun was rising; I stood and shook the snow that had fallen on me. Sticking my head into the den, I saw that all of them were still fast asleep, even Gibbs. Satisfied, I trotted off in search of breakfast. A while later a scent wafted up my nostrils, causing my fur to bristle. I dashed back to the den and quickly woke everyone. "Wha..." Tony said, as I began to gather their items.
"Wake up humans, we need to move NOW," I bellowed, not even bothering to call them by their names.
My ears twitched to every little sound as I herded them up and out of the den. I stayed in the back, glancing over my shoulder and sniffing the air. My body remained tense and ready to attack until midday when we decided to stop and rest. We had finally made it into my old territory and by the scent around me no one had moved in. "Mind telling us what's going on, Midnight?" Abby asked, all of them could tell that I was tense.
"Someone was following us, it's an old scent, one I haven't come across in many years," I answered, "Come on, if we move quickly we can make it to the Castle by night fall." I got up and started to walk away.
"How much longer do you think Gibbs has?" Abby asked.
I looked back and then at the cuffed human in my arms; Gibbs glared at me but he hadn't spoken since he had awaken, "I don't know, but the faster we move the faster he will be safe."
"Why is he so quiet? Back at the headquarters he was shouting, now nothing," Ziva said.
"His master must have told him to bide his tongue so I don't kill him."
"Midnight!"
"What, I am a monster after all," I retorted.
"Oh yes, because every monster wags their tails when they get their stomachs rubbed," Tony scoffed.
"That happened once and it had been a long day," I snapped.
"Touchy are we?" Tony said; he had one of his I-am-planning-something-but-your-not-supposed-to-know looks on his face.
I glared at him, my lip curling, "In case you haven't noticed, Tony, I'm not in a good mood right now."
"Ya, why is that, I would think you would want to see your family." Abby wondered.
"I haven't gone near their territory in hundreds of years, the Deathbloods and Saprees do not get along."
"Deathbloods?"
"My uncle's clan is named that, in the werewolf culture the male takes the name of their mates' clan. Mainly because the females stay within large clans, males roam."
"What about you?"
"The Saprees are dead, I have no clan and after the countless wars that the Saprees have been in no one wants the runt of a once mighty clan."
"You're a runt?" McGee asked.
"That's what I said, Timothy," Ducky said, and I laughed.
"Oh yes, the last remaining Sapree is the runt." I said, "No one understands how, but the unwanted pup lived, the one that begged for death is forced to live on."
"Don't sound so pathetic," Gibbs snorted, "History is filled with your name."
"I'd hold your tongue, before I rip it out."
"You won't though, your threats are words and words only, you're weak."
I snarled and dropped Gibbs, he landed on his face and rolled over, "What are you going to do runt, kill me? Would you kill your friend?"
"I killed my father, a friend is no different," I snorted.
"Please!" Gibbs said with a smile on his face. "I would love to see you try and kill me, worthless mutt!"
I raised my hand claws out in fury, I was about to swipe him when half the team tackled me and yelled "STOP!"
As much as I wanted to kill him I knew I couldn't. "Ducky, do you have any more sedative?" I asked, breathing heavy.
"I uh...might. Why?" he asked confused.
"Because if he doesn't shut his mouth I might!" I snarled and dropped him, "Tony, McGee drag him and don't let him go." They grabbed him, as he tried to make a run for it and dragged him kicking and screaming behind them.
It took longer than I thought to get to the castle, by the time I could smell the markers the sun was slowly sinking. My ears perked up as I heard the sound of paw steps crunching in the snow. I stopped, eyes narrowing and tail flicking, a white and brown werewolf came running up. I smiled and trotted forward. "Midnight!" she yelled, embracing me.
"Star, long time no see. How's it been?" I said, hugging my younger cousin.
"Good, I was on patrol and picked up your scent. What brings you out here?" she asked, looking around me and startling at the sight of the humans.
"Vampire problems, is Grandmother at the castle?" I asked.
"Ya Mid, what's wrong?"
"Vampires," I said then turned back to the group of humans. I grabbed Gibbs and slung him over my shoulder, turning back, I spoke to Star in our native language Were. "Take the others to the castle, I'll ahead and whatever happens, don't let them get hurt."
She nodded and I took off at a fast sprint.