"Sam!!" Brigitte screamed. Her heart leaped out of her chest. Helping him up he looked over to her exsusted.

"Br..Brigitte that you?" He asked. His hair falling onto his pale face. Ginger must have only knocked him out.

Placing the tired Sam onto the couch. Ghost brought out a glass of water. Taking it into his hands. Sam took a sip. "Thanks.." He looked up to Brigitte then over to Ghost. "Who's that?" Sam asked.

"Long, long story."Brigitte sighed. "So tell me how did you survive?" Brigitte asked.

"I Guess after Ginger bit my neck. The virus must have just kept me just alive. When I woke up I was Buried slightly underground.Digging my self out I started to change with in days I had become a full fledged lycanthrope. The last thing I thought about as you...Brigitte." Sam said stroking her cheek.

"I take it the monks hood doesn't work." "No. It only slows the transformation down." Brigitte sighed. "Maybe there's some thing else we haven't tried?" Sam said with a glint of hope in his eyes. "I don't think there is. I've read a lot of books and nothing." Both knowing how hopeless this was they both lowered there heads. Sam was covered in a blanket to hide his 'parts'. Feeling a bit cold Sam shifted around a bit. "Hey,kid. D you think you have,any clothing you could hook me up with?" He asked Ghost. She shot him a lethal glare and walked off. Coming back fifteen minuets later. Ghost held in ger hands a pair of jeans,pair shirt with an under shirt and boxers.

Grabbing the items of clothing.Sam mad his way into the nearest room to ger dressed. Brigitte filled Ghost in all about Sam.As he dressed. "Ghost where did you get the clothing?" Brigitte asked. "Barbra's late husband . He died five years ago. Before I came to move in."

Sam walked out. The pants where a bit to big for him. But it was manageable. Brigitte let out a slight laugh. At the site of Sam in farm like clothing.

Later that night they all sat by the fire place. Roasting marshmallows and drinking hot chocolate. Brigitte almost felt like this was like her family. All out casts by society,But brought together by a curse.

Sam and Brigitte knew soon they would turn. Both worried about this they felt a bit awkward. Passing each other in the halls. As the days passed by There transformation grew to. Though they kept the basic things. Tail,fangs and claws. They kept track of the progress by timing there cuts. But this did little help to them.

Brigitte sat in an empty room writing in her journal.

Feb,21 In the past week much has happened. I changed back...for now. Ginger has been silent.since I found out it was Sam that was the one stalking me. I've asked him why he stalked me for the past months. But he would never awncer me,or at lest with a straight awancer. Also Ghost has been acting stranger then normal. She seems to be real quiet, When ever Sam's around. But things have been sort of looking up. Besides my time to change is coming up. With in the weeks i'll be a raging animal. But me and Sam will get through this. Who knows maybe i'll write a book about it. For the hopes of helping others. I'll probly get a lot of prank calls/letters. Probly a Cult fallowing. I shutter at that thought. Brigitte wrote.

Packing up her book she slumped into the chair.

She looked out the window. The moon glowed brightly in the darkness.....

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