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Sam and Isabeau watch as the employee slides Nate's corpse from his compartment inside the morgue. "Here he is, Detectives." The employee says. Nate has stitches running along his chest, stomach, shoulders, and throat.

Both Isabeau and Sam observe the wounds. "That's a pretty nasty bite." Sam comments.

"Mm-hmm." The woman hums, agreeing with him.

Isabeau glances at the employee, "You know what bit him?" Though she already had a hunch on what killed him.

The employee averts her eyes, "I haven't quite determined that just yet."

Isabeau scoffs out a chuckle, "Come on, Doc. Off the record."

The employee stares at them, "Okay, way, way off the record…"

"Sure." Sam promises.

"If I didn't know better, I'd say the guy was attacked by a wolf. But, unless I know that the zoo is missing one of their lobos, I'm going with pit bull." She eyes Sam and Isabeau, "I like my job."

Sam chuckles, "Yeah, we hear you. One more thing. This guy - was his heart missing?"

The employee gives them a bewildered look, "Yeah, how did you know that? I haven't even finished my report."

Isabeau smiles, "Lucky guess." Yep, they knew exactly what this was. Guess it was time to make a call for help.

"This lawyer guy the first heart-free corpse in town?" Dean asks from his motel bed while cleaning his guns.

Sam goes over to the fridge, grabbing two beers. One for himself and one for Isabeau, "First man. Over the past year, several women have gone missing. Dead bodies all washed up later in the bay, too deteriorated to draw firm conclusions." Sam says.

Sam brings over a chair next to Isabeau and straddles it. He hands Isabeau her beer as she leans back in her chair with her legs crossed. She smiles at Sam, thankful, and takes her beer.

"But no hearts?" Dean asks them.

Isabeau shakes her head as she and Sam both pop the cap off of their beers, "No hearts. They were all hookers working at Hunter's Point. Now, cops are trying to keep things under wrap, but they're looking for a serial killer." She informs.

"And the lunar cycle?"

Isabeau hums, taking a drink of her beer, "Mm-hmm. Yeah, month after month, all the murders happen in the week leading up to the full moon."

A small smile makes its way onto Dean's face, "Which is this week, right?"

Sam nods, "Hence the lawyer."

Dean's small smile turns into a grin, "Awesome." He gets up from his seat and starts rifling through his bag. Isabeau chuckles at him fondly.

"Dean, could you be a bigger geek about this?" Sam scoffs.

Dean chuckles, "I'm sorry, man, but what about 'a human by day, a freak animal killing machine by moonlight' don't you understand? I mean, werewolves are badass. We haven't seen one since we were kids." Dean opens up a box full of silver bullets and sits back down with them.

Isabeau smiles to herself. Well, they're about to see one in a few minutes.

"Okay, Sparky. And you know what? After we kill it, we can go to Disneyland." Sam says sarcastically, leaning over in his seat.

"You know what the best part about it is? We already know how to bring these suckers down." Dean holds up a silver bullet, "One of these bad boys right to the heart. So, what's our next move?"

"Talk to the girl who found the body." Isabeau states.

A knock on the door makes them all turn. Sam and Dean exchange a look, "You expecting anyone?" Dean asks, ready to grab his gun.

Sam shakes his head, "No."

Isabeau rolls her eyes, "Down you two." She gets up from her seat and walks to the door. She turns to her boyfriends before she opens it, "You know how you said you haven't seen a werewolf since you were kids, Dean?"

Dean nods, him and Sam getting up from their seats, "Yeah."

Isabeau smiles, "Well, I sort of asked one to help us." Before both brothers could speak, she opens the door and is immediately tackled into a hug by a woman that was around Isabeau's age.

Isabeau laughs, "Nice to see you too, Gabriella."

The woman, Gabriella pulls away and smiles at Isabeau, "It's been too long, Isa." Gabriella had very long straight black hair with bangs, tan skin and beautiful hazel eyes. She was wearing a long, flowy sundress with long sleeves and knee high dark brown boots. Gabriella always wore dresses that never seemed practical for hunting, but she made it work.

"Let me get my stuff." Gabriella says, waking back to the door and grabs her bags, closing the door behind her.

Isabeau turns to her boyfriends, "Sam, Dean, this is Gabriella. Gabriella, my boyfriends, Sam and Dean." She introduces all of them to each other once Gabriella sets her things down.

Gabriella shakes hands with both brothers, "Nice to finally meet you guys. I hope you don't mind that I tag along with this case."

Sam nods, "Nice to meet you too."

"You're part of Isabeau's coven?" Dean asks.

Gabriella nods, "Yeah, I'm our resident werewolf, witch hybrid."

Dean's grin widens as Sam rolls his eyes at his brother. "Werewolf?" Dean asks excitedly.

Isabeau giggles while Sam comes over to her to wrap his arm around her waist. Isabeau looks at Gabriella, "Dean has a fascination with werewolves. So, expect questions."

Gabriella laughs, "Well, I'll answer any of them the best I can."

Sam smiles, "So, that's why Isabeau called you?"

"Yep, if it's a werewolf we're looking for, I'm your girl." Gabriella says, sharing a smile with Isabeau.

"I don't understand. I already gave my statement." Madison says as she lets the four of them inside her apartment.

"Right, well, we just need to verify a few things." Gabriella says, taking the lead. Isabeau raises a discrete brow at Gabriella. She noticed that Gabriella was staring for just a second too long on Madison.

Madison walks them into the living room where a man is sitting on the couch, "This is my neighbor, Glen. Glen, this is Detective…" Glen gets up from the couch.

Dean nods, "Landis. And Detective Dante." He introduces himself and Sam.

"Detectives Fisher and Waggner." Isabeau introduces herself and Gabriella, patting Gabriella on the back. Gabriella gives her a side look.

Glen smiles, "Well, I guess I'll leave you to it." He walks over to Madison.

Madison nods, "Okay. Thanks for the casserole."

"Oh, how thoughtful." Dean comments, causing Isabeau to grab his ass in warning. Dean's smile falls and is able to hide his reaction to Isabeau's warning.

"Just call if you need anything." Glen says and the five of them watch him leave.

They turn to Madison who smiles at them, "He's sweet. He came over to check on me. Have – have a seat."

They all sit down at the kitchen table, "You must be pretty shaken up. You were Nate Mulligan's assistant, right?" Sam asks, sitting besides Isabeau, who was at the head of the table. Dean was sitting on her other side as Gabriella sat across from Madison.

Madison nods, "For two years, yeah."

Gabriella nods, sitting directly across from her, "So, you knew all about him?"

"Probably knew more about him than he did. Nate was…" Madison smiles, "He was nice."

Isabeau crosses her arms, "But?"

"Nothing, really. I – He had a few scotches in him, and he'd started hitting on anyone in a five-mile radius. You know the type." Sam notices Dean's hand slowly sliding up Isabeau's thigh, trying to get back at her for grabbing his ass earlier. He grins as Isabeau shifts in her seat, the tips of her ears slightly turning red.

Sam clears his throat, "Yeah. I do, actually."

Dean's grin fades as he hears Sam's tone, and he becomes serious, "Did, uh, did he have any enemies?" He asks Madison, his hand sliding down to rest on Isabeau's knee.

Madison looks over, not noticing the intimacy between him and Isabeau, "What do you mean? It sure looked like an animal attack."

Isabeau shakes her head, "No, yeah, we're just covering all the bases. Anyone that might have had a beef with him – a former client, an ex?"

Gabriella notices her thinking of somebody, "What?"

"Well, this is embarrassing, but my ex-boyfriend, Kurt—" Madison says.

"Kurt have a last name?" Sam asks.

"Mueller." Madison answers, "After we broke up, he went kind of nuts. He's… well, he's kind of been stalking me. He got it in his head that something was going on between Nate and I. He showed up at my office."

"And what happened?" Gabriella asks.

"Kurt got into it with Nate, threw a punch before security grabbed him. I was lucky to keep my job." Madison explains.

Isabeau nods, "When was the last time you saw Kurt?"

"A few nights ago. Actually, the night Nate died. We were all grabbing drinks at this bar, and Kurt showed up."

"And?" Dean asks.

Madison shakes her head, "Nothing. It was... like he was watching me. Then he was gone. To tell you the truth… he scares me."

The four of them exit Madison's apartment. "So, what do you think?" Dean asks them.

"Stalker ex-boyfriend? He hates the boss. And he was there that night." Sam says.

"Think he's our dog-faced boy?"

Gabriella shrugs, "Well, it's a theory."

"We've had worse." Isabeau comments as they make their way to the impala.

"Yeah." Sam agrees.

"What do you say we pay Kurt a visit?" Dean suggests.

The four get into the impala; Sam and Dean in the front and Isabeau decides to sit in the back with Gabriella.

Inside the apartment, Madison hears something outside. She goes to the window and, gasps, seeing Kurt watching her from the lawn. When she looks again, he is gone.

Dean picks the lock of Kurt's apartment, and they enter. The four look through the entire apartment. Gabriella takes a deep breath trying to calm herself as she's searching.

Isabeau keeps a watchful eye on her, knowing that the lunar cycle was affecting her. Just not in the way it does to normal werewolves.

"Anything?" Sam asks, searching through some papers.

Dean closes the fridge he was looking through, "No, nothing but leftovers and a six-pack."

Isabeau and Gabriella come walking over. Isabeau leans against the archway, "Check the freezer. Maybe there's some human hearts behind the Haagen-Dazs or something."

Gabriella gives her a look at that comment. Isabeau raises her hands in defense, "Hey, you wanna know how many times I come across your hearts in the freezer while I'm trying to get ice cream? Too many."

As Dean turns to the freezer, they hear a door open and close, followed by a crash outside. Dean steps out the sliding glass door onto the balcony. On the wall of the building, he notices claw marks, in the concrete wall, sliding all the way down to the ground.

"Guys, come here!" The others join him, "Check it out." Dean points to the claw marks.

Gabriella sniffs the air, suddenly letting out a low growl in her throat and her eyes flash yellow. Isabeau places a hand on her shoulder, "Calm down, Gabby." Isabeau whispers.

A policeman is walking around in the streets and hears a crash nearby, "Somebody there?"

There is an animal watching the policeman from the dumpster. It growls and jumps to attack the policeman as he approaches.

They headed back into the apartment, continuing their search. Gabriella's eyes didn't change from their yellow, though she did calm down a bit. The lunar cycle was a pain in the ass. She could only imagine how her mother and her younger siblings handled it.

The four of them hear a gunshot and all of them exit the apartment. They race down to the street, only to find the policeman's body completely mauled behind the dumpster.

Sam and Isabeau looked around to see if anyone was coming their way. "I'll call 911." Isabeau states, pulling out her phone.

Dean pushes aside the dumpster and bends down to examine the corpse. Gabriella does the same, sniffing at the corpse.

"I'd say Kurt's looking more and more like our Cujo." Dean looks up at Sam and Isabeau.

Gabriella lets out another low growl, letting her eyes turn back to their normal hazel, "Guys, if he's out here, we better check on Madison."

Sam knocks on Madison's front door. Across the hall, Glen opens his door to see the commotion. "What's going on?" Glen asks.

"Police business, Glen." Isabeau gives him a hard smile.

Madison answers the door, "What is it?"

Gabriella glances at Glen, "Well, maybe we should talk privately."

They all stand in Madison's kitchen. She's pouring the boys and Gabriella coffee while Isabeau sips on the tea that she made moments before.

"Has Kurt been here?" Gabriella asks, curious.

"Not exactly." Madison says.

"What exactly does 'not exactly' mean?" Dean asks as Madison pours the last bit of coffee in Gabriella's cup.

Madison scoffs, "Well, he was outside last night. Just…looking. Just looking at me." All four of them exchange a look. "Has he done something?" Madison asks.

Sam sighs, "We're not really sure."

"It's probably nothing, but… we just don't wanna take any chances." Isabeau thinks for a second, noticing that Gabriella was once again staring at Madison, "In fact, one of us should probably stay here with you? Just in case he stops by."

Gabriella glances over at Isabeau as she continues talking, "Where does he work?" She asks.

"He owns a body shop." Madison answers.

"You mind grabbing that address for us?" Isabeau asks. Madison nods and leaves the room.

Dean smiles, "Thanks."

Isabeau sets down her cup, and turns to the others, "All right, Sam, Dean and I will go. Gabby, you stay."

Gabriella's jaw drops and she sets down her cup, "W-what? Why do you guys get to go." She drops her voice down to a whisper, "I'm the werewolf here, I'm better off with you guys."

Sam shakes his head, "We'll be fine. We each have silver bullets and you're better off staying here if Kurt is the werewolf and decides to come back."

"You can keep Madison safe. Better than any of us." Dean adds on, agreeing with his brother and girlfriend. Dean would've loved to see Gabriella in full werewolf action, but it's better to keep her somewhere, where she would be most effective.

Isabeau smirks, crossing her arms, "Plus, I saw the way you were looking at her. You got a thing for her."

Gabriella puffs out, "I do not."

The three of them give her a look. Sam and Dean both noticed the way Gabriella was looking at Madison as well.

Gabriella slumps her shoulders, "But… I don't know if she even likes girls."

Isabeau shrugs, "Won't know until you try. Who knows? Maybe you'll get lucky."

"Need I also remind you I'm a werewolf, witch hybrid and she's a human." Gabriella points out.

Isabeau raises a brow at her, "So?" She points to herself, "Elemental and witch hybrid…" She points at Sam and Dean, "That's dating two humans. Plus, don't forget Carmen is dating a human that's all the way in Ireland as well."

Gabriella sighs in defeat, "Okay…"

Isabeau smiles, placing a light, feathery kiss on Gabriella's lips, "Good luck."

Later that morning, Madison is checking through the mail while Gabriella watches from the kitchen table. She smiles uncomfortably at her. A ferocious werewolf hybrid being uncomfortable in front of a human… weird. Though Gabriella was always shy when it came to women.

Madison notices her shifting in her seat, uncomfortable, "Um… do you wanna sit on the couch?" She asks her.

Gabriella shakes her head, "No. No, no. I'm okay."

"It's more comfortable."

Gabriella waves a dismissive hand, "Ah, I'm fine."

Madison goes to set her mail down and Gabriella scratches the back of her neck nervously. Being in Madison's apartment was a little overwhelming. Her senses were just filled with Madison's scent and it was sort of clouding her mind in desire.

The lunar cycle and adding an attractive woman in the mix was a deadly combination.

Madison and Gabriella catch each other's eyes and Madison walks away with a smile. Gabriella turns forward in her seat. Yep, she was in deep.

Madison comes back to the table with a basket of laundry. Dumping it onto the table, she begins sorting through her underwear, pulling up a tiny lacy thong.

Gabriella's ears turn red, "You know, I think I will sit on the couch." She gets up, walking over to the couch, her heart beating fast. The only time her heart ever beat that fast is if she was on a run with her family.

Madison smiles to herself, satisfied that she made Gabriella flustered. Even though she did have a recent breakup, she couldn't help but find Gabriella beautiful and adorable.

Gabriella sits there awkwardly until her phone rings and she answers; it's Isabeau.

Sam, Isabeau and Dean are walking down the street. "Let me guess. You're sitting on her couch like a stiff, trying to think of something to say." Isabeau guesses.

Gabriella softly growls at her in warning, "Did you find Kurt?"

Isabeau scoffs before answering, "No, he hasn't been at work all week. But because we're good, and I mean really, really good, we got a line on where he might be." Dean lets Isabeau slide into the impala first and then Dean and Sam slide in as well.

She smirks, "What's she wearing?" Both Sam and Dean give her a look.

Gabriella's eye twitches, "Bye, Isa." She hangs up.

Isabeau chuckles, hanging up the phone, "Oh, Gabby."

Dean starts up the impala as Sam wraps an arm around Isabeau's shoulder, "She good?" Sam asks with a smile.

Isabeau nods with a chuckle, "Yeah, she's just… a little shy when it comes to women. She needs a push here and there."

Madison comes to sit by Gabriella on the couch. She turns on the TV to a soap opera. Gabriella makes a face, visibly annoyed by the choice of programming.

Madison glances over, "I saw that."

Gabriella looks over, confused, "Saw what?"

Madison looks at her with a smile, "Okay, this is the deal - my house, my TV. I never get to watch my show. So suck it up."

Later, after the credits have rolled, Gabriella is sitting forward on the couch, completely riveted.

Gabriella glances back, "Wait, so, so, Kendall married Ethan's father, just to get back at him?" She asks.

Madison nods, "Yup. And now she's set to inherit all the casinos that were supposed to go to Ethan."

Gabriella looks back at the TV, "What a bitch!"

The two women laugh, "Admit it, you're hooked." Madison demands.

Gabriella raises a finger at her, "No, no, no, no, no, no. I wouldn't say I'm hooked." Madison giggles at her.

Gabriella shifts to turn to Madison, "You know, can I ask you a question? It's – it's a little personal."

"You've seen my entire underwear collection. Go ahead." Madison says.

Gabriella smiles and nods, "Okay, um… well, you're – you're clearly smart. I mean, your house is full, is full of great books, you know? And you're independent …"

Madison nods, "Uh-huh."

Gabriella softly chuckles, "What were you doing with Kurt?"

Madison pauses, "I don't know. I mean, it's not like he introduced himself, like, 'Hi, I'm possessive and controlling and I like to punch people. Wanna be my girlfriend?'"

They laugh again and Gabriella nods, "Yeah, well, I guess we all make mistakes."

"Yeah, well, mine's wanted by the police." Madison stares at Gabriella, "You wanna know why I stayed with him? Really?"

Gabriella nods.

"I was too insecure to leave." Madison admits.

"I find that hard to believe. I mean, you don't really seem like the type." Gabriella says.

"Yeah, well, some stuff happened. My life changed, I changed. For the better, I think." Madison answers.

Gabriella stares, "What happened?"

"Well, for one thing, I got mugged." Madison says.

"And that's supposed to be a good thing?" Gabriella asks, surprised.

Madison laughs, "I know, it sounds strange. And don't get me wrong, it rattled me. But – then it hit me. I could keep feeling sorry for myself, or I could take control of my life. I chose the latter. First thing I did was tell Kurt he had to go."

"Smart move." Gabriella says.

"Apparently." Madison shakes her head, "Everything else just opened up, blossomed. It's all been wonderful, really."

Gabriella shrugs.

"What? Doesn't everybody think that being a victim of random violence is the best thing that ever happened to them?" Madison asks.

Gabriella laughs, "Yeah, not so much." She pauses, "You're… unusual." Gabriella says, awkwardly.

Madison raises a brow, "Unusual, like…" She circles her finger, pointing to her head, meaning 'crazy', "Unusual?"

"No. No. No, no, no. Unusual, like… impressive." Gabriella says, earnestly.

"You think so?" Madison asks.

As Gabriella is about to answer, her phone rings. She smiles apologetically, "Sorry." She answers, "Hey."

"We found him." Isabeau says, sitting at a table a little ways away from the stage of the strip club. She was leaning back into the love seat that she was sitting in, both Sam and Dean on both of her sides. Both of them sitting a little closer than usual.

"Good, don't take your eyes off him." Gabriella says.

Isabeau glances at Kurt who is sitting at the table in front of the stage, watching the stripper. She looks back over at her boyfriends who are glaring at any man or woman that was staring at them.

She rolls her eyes; they weren't being suspicious at all, "Oh, yeah, my eyes are glued. Look, Gabby, I gotta let you go. I, uh, I don't wanna... don't wanna miss anything." She hangs up her phone, shoving it in her pocket.

Isabeau stares at her boyfriends, "You know, you guys are being really suspicious right now. Kind of need to blend in."

Dean looks over, "How do you suppose we do that, sweetheart?"

Sam turns to her, "Not really in the mood to be looking at strippers, Beau."

"Not unless you're up there." Dean comments with a smirk.

Isabeau snorts, "Real classy, but I have a different idea in mind… if you're up for it."

"What do you have in mind?" Sam asks.

Isabeau smirks, lifting one of her legs over Dean's knee, letting her legs spread apart. She grabs Dean's hand and brings it to her thigh, guiding his hand up higher.

She takes her other hand and palms Sam over his jeans. Sam jumps at the touch, and both brothers look around, nervous that people could see what was happening from the waist down.

"We're in a strip club, boys, in a dark corner, and our bodies mostly hidden by the black cloth of our table. Most couples do this all the time." Isabeau explains, not moving her hands, waiting for her boyfriends to say that they were okay with this.

Sam and Dean share a look; never once did Isabeau bring up the idea of both of them being sexual with her at the same time. It was always letting the other brother have alone time with her and not disturbing.

Noticing the hesitant looks on both Sam and Dean's faces, Isabeau pulls her hand away from Sam and pulls Dean's hand away, "I'm sorry. If neither of you are-"

Sam cuts her off with an open mouthed kiss, his tongue sliding in as he guides Isabeau's hand back to him, letting her hand slide underneath his shirt and the waistband of his jeans.

Sam groans out as Isabeau's hand palms him over his boxers, "It's okay." He says, pulling away for a moment and goes back to kissing Isabeau.

Isabeau hums out a moan as Dean moves her leg back over his knee, his hand sliding underneath her own jeans, rubbing her through her lace underwear. His other hand pushes away some of her hair and pulls down her shirt and jacket over her shoulder to expose her neck to him.

Dean leans over, his lips sucking and biting at her skin, "Just keep your eye on Kurt, sweetheart. Can't lose sight of him." Dean demands, his mind half on focusing on the hunt and the other taking pleasure in pleasing his girlfriend as she pleases his brother.

Isabeau pulls away from Sam's kiss, his lips trailing down from her lips and copying the same actions of his older brother on the other side of her neck as she keeps her eye on Kurt.

Never did she think that her boyfriends would be comfortable doing this in front of people. Yes, they were hidden and anyone who walked by just thought that all they were doing was kissing and having a little fun.

Though the patrons didn't know that there was so much more going on from underneath the table.

Together, the three of them were growing, becoming more comfortable expressing their relationship so openly.

Isabeau growls out in anger as Kurt gets up from his seat and starts to leave, "He's leaving."

Disappointed, all three of them stop their actions, pulling away from each other. When Dean's hand fully pulls away, Isabeau gets up and makes her way to discreetly follow Kurt.

Both brothers sit flustered for a quick moment, "Damn it." They both growled out, upset that they're moment didn't last long.

They get up front their seat, following their girlfriend and shifting their pants as they walk.

Kurt couldn't have stayed just a little bit longer.