"How's she doing?", Dean said, walking into the room with 2 mugs in his hands. He handed one to Sam and looked over at the still unconscious girl sprawled out on the bed. "I didn't really mean to hit her that hard. But she tried to bite me and I kinda lost my cool!"

"She'll be alright...I think", Sam said. "You never did learn how to pull your punches Dean". Dean just shrugged and sipped his coffee. Dad had always told them that if they pulled their punches, he'd kick their asses. John Winchester always said, "If you're not gonna put all you got into it, what's the fuckin' point?" Nothing the Winchester brothers did was ever pointless. Their father made damn sure of that.

"Did you find a way to break the bond Mr. Tall, Dark, and Gruesome has on her?", Dean asked. He wasn't sure that would keep him from ganking her. There's no way to know if her aggression can be controlled. She's gonna crave human hearts at some point and he wasn't lying when he said he'd kill her if he had to.

"Yeah, but you're not gonna like it", Sam said, shaking his head. Dean looked at him, confused. "The lore says she has to...". Sam had trouble finishing what he had to say. He ran his hand through his hair before starting again. "She has to..." Dean shook his head up and down as Sam stuttered, trying to get him to spit it out. "She has to be mated by another man at the next full moon!", Sam finally blurted out. Dean's eye went wide in shock.

"Wait...what?", Dean choked out. "You're saying that she has to go through that again?" Sam hung his head in shame for even saying it. He nodded almost imperceptibility. "We can't put her through that again! It would destroy her!" Sam just sat there with his head down. He heaved a heavy sigh before he looked up at his brother.

"There is no other way to break the bond", Sam whispered. "It gets worse. She will try to go to him and if she can't, he will come to her". Sam stood up and paced around the room. "They are linked and he will compel her to obey him. Whether she wants to or not. She's literally his slave". Dean slumped back against the wall with his arms folded across his chest and his head down.

"OK. Whose going to do it?", Dean groaned. They were both silent for a long time. Neither brother wanted to think about it, but knew they would have to at some point. Sam knew it would fall on his shoulders. He had taken responsibility for her and he wouldn't let Dean take this upon himself. But how could he reconcile the fact that he promised to protect her while putting her through that trauma again.

"I will", Sam whispered. Dean looked at him with sad, sympathetic eyes for a long moment before finally looking away. Sam's determined gaze told Dean that arguing would be pointless. Sam had already made up his mind to take this burden on himself. It was his cross to bare. Alone.

"And what if she doesn't agree to go along with this, Sammy?", Dean asked looking up again. "Will you force her?" Sam's face twisted and scrunched up with disgust. That was something he hadn't considered when he had decided to do it himself. Would he? Could he force himself on her? Sam was no rapist, but would he have a choice if he wanted to save her or the world from an unstoppable hoard of werewolves? "If I have to", Sam finally croaked. His throat had closed up on him and he barely got the words out.

Dean pushed away from the wall and quietly left the room with his hand over his mouth as if he were going to be sick. Sam didn't blame him. The words had come from his own mouth and it was making him nauseous. He was having a hard time believing those words had actually come out of his mouth. But he wouldn't take them back because he knew that he would do it. No matter how much it destroyed him. There were far more important things besides him. Or her.

Sam heard a moan and turned to see Terra slowly coming around. She opened her eyes and they met Sam's warm, friendly ones. She bolted upright and backed herself against the headboard, trembling with fear. Sam just watched her waiting for her to wake up fully and calm down. A moment later her breathing began to slow and her shaking stopped. She looked Sam over and seemed to recognize him, relaxing into a more comfortable position on the bed.

"S-Sam?", Terra stammered. "W-what happened? Where am I?" She rubbed her bruised jaw and winced. She was looking all around the room. This was definitely not the same room she had been in before. But the tall man in front of her was familiar. He had saved her from the beast that had hurt her so badly. She felt better, safer with him near. Sam looked back at her with a genuinely friendly smile. Something she had never seen before.

"Hi", Sam said softly. "How are you feeling?" He reached up with a tentative hand and placed it on her forehead. He sighed in relief at her cool skin. "You're at our home. Safe. You've been running a very high fever and having nightmares". Sam rubbed the back of his neck and looked away. He looked embarrassed to say this. "You...well, you kinda attacked me and tried to bite Dean. He punched you in the jaw and knocked you out".

"I...I'm really sorry Sam!", Terra whispered. "I don't know what's happening to me". She rubbed her eyes and ran a hand down her face. "I feel like I'm going crazy. Jodie and Maurice wouldn't tell me what was happening!" She was starting to get upset now and Sam placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "Jodie said I'm a werewolf! What's a werewolf?" Sam furrowed his brows at her. She doesn't know what a werewolf is? He thought everyone had seen at least one werewolf movie. Had she been isolated from the outside world? How much had she been told about life in general?

"You don't know what a werewolf is?", Sam asked. She just shook her head at him. "A werewolf is a creature that can change to have certain characteristics of a wolf. Fangs, claws, yellow eyes, and immense strength. They have to eat hearts to survive. Usually human hearts. Terra's eyes went wide with shock. "But you can learn to control your cravings and live on animals. I can get cow hearts from a local butcher. Terra was pale and she looked like she might vomit.

"I'm a monster!", Terra murmured, staring off into space. She put her face in her hands and cried bitter tears.

"No, Terra!", Sam said. "You're not a monster unless you allow your wolf to control you! You have to control IT!" Terra just stared at her shaking hands.

"What if I can't!", Terra croaked, her voice thick with tears. "I don't want to hurt anyone, Sam!" She grabbed her head in both hands and grimaced. "I can feel it Sam! It wants to be let lose and I don't know if I can stop it!" And I can feel Corbin inside my head! He wants me back! He's calling me to him and I feel like I have to go!" She jumped off the bed and fled from the room. She took off down the hall toward the main entrance.

"TERRA!", Sam yelled after her. "STOP! LET US HELP YOU!" he took off after her, chasing her down the hall. 'DAMN! SHE'S FAST!', Sam thought. Terra grabbed the door handle, turning it. But she found it locked. She let out a feral scream, clawing at the door. "TERRA! PLEASE CALM DOWN!" She turned and snarled at him, baring her sharp teeth. Sam put his hands out to show her that he wasn't a threat.

"LET ME OUT! I HAVE TO GET OUT!", Terra growled. "HE'S CALLING ME! She grabbed her head with both hands again. She crouched on the floor against the door, groaning in pain. "MY HEAD HURTS! PLEASE MAKE IT STOP!" Terra wailed in agony, flopping down on her side in a tight ball. Sam crawled toward her and touched her shoulder. She flinched and looked up at him out of the corner of her eye.

"Please, Terra", Sam whispered. "We can help you, if you let us". Terra's face scrunched up in pain again and she clenched her teeth. Her sharp claws were digging into the side of her head and blood trickled down the side of her face. Sam didn't know what else to say to bring her back around, so he played the only card he had left. "I know how to break the hold that Corbin has over you!"

"W-what?", Terra whimpered. She sat up slowly and looked at Sam with red, tear-filled eyes. She was panting hard, trying to control the pain in her head. "How?" Sam swallowed hard. How was he going to explain this to her without freaking her out. He took a deep breath, trying to collect his thoughts.

"Um...You will have to be m-mated by another man on the next full moon", Sam breathed out. Terra looked at Sam in confusion. She had no idea what he was talking about, but she didn't think she'd like the sound of it. Mated to another man? From her experience men were not very nice. With the exception of this on, of course.

"What's 'mated' mean" Terra asked. Sam didn't realize until that moment just how isolated she had been. She had no idea what sex was and the only sexual experience she had had was a brutal rape. How was he going to explain this to her without her running away from him, screaming.

"That's gonna take a bit longer to explain".