Rolling Waves: Chapter Four

Disclaimer: Don't own 'em. Wish I did.

A/N: Currently watching Supernatural. Got inspired, lucky you.

Summary: Dean, Sam, and Alanna narrow down the list of possible suspects in the animal attacks.

Sam awoke to the foreign smell of bacon and eggs. For the first time in a long while Sam had slept more than a few hours. He didn't know if it was the feeling of the bed or the coziness of the room. May be Dean had put something in his beer last night. After the past couple of weeks he wouldn't put it pass his brother to do that. At least his brother would never admit to doing something like that. Sam shrugged on some pants and a t-shirt and made his way to the kitchen where he was greeted by Alanna and Dean at the center island eating eggs, bacon, and pancakes.

"Sleeping Beauty awakes." Dean said smiling. Thankful that his brother had gotten more than his usual 2-3 hours of sleep. Although even on the brink of death he would deny being concerned for his brother.

"Ha. Ha. Dean. Sam said, coming to sit next to his brother.

Alanna got up and grabbed a plate and piled eggs, bacon, and pancakes. She poured a cup of coffee and a glass of orange juice and brought both the plate and the two cups. Sam looked at her as she placed the food in front of him, opening his mouth to protest that it was too much.

"You too skinny. Eat. No talking." She turned around to put her plate into the sink and went to refill her cup of coffee. As her back was turned Dean tried to steal some bacon off of Sam's plate. "Dean don't even think about it."

"Hey I'm just trying to help my brother out. He hasn't eaten this much… well come to think of it ever. That's why he's so scrawny. You can't blame me for looking out for him." Dean made a face at her as he rose to put his plate into the sink. Sam ate as Dean and Alanna returned to the table.

"Yea right Dean. I know you love your brother but he needs to eat and be at full strength if he's going to help us with track this thing that's attacking people."

"Love. I don't know about love." Dean said smiling. "I barely tolerate the scamp."

"Shut up Dean." Sam said.

"If your talking you're not swallowing Sam." Alanna said fixing a glare at Dean.

"Dean you want to grab your info and meet me in the study?"

"Yea." Dean said, not before swiping a piece of bacon off his brother's plate.

"Sam finish eating and then join us." Alanna said shaking her head, as she took her cup into the study across from the kitchen.

A few minutes later the trio was sitting in the study. Alanna at the desk. Dean sitting on the couch, Sam sitting on the loveseat.

"Okay guys, lets break it down."

"All the murders happen around the same time about every 28 days." Sam said looking at the newspaper articles.

"There aren't any witness. The throats of the victims are torn out. Blood everywhere. Parts of the bodies are devoured."

"Okay. From the sounds of it the thing we're looking for is werewolf. Probably somebody bitten who doesn't know what is going on."

"How are we suppose to find out who the werewolf is? I mean its not like we can put up ads that ask: Do you know where you were last night? Wake naked in weird places with blood on you? If so, call us at 599-452-4940."

Alanna and Sam rolled their eyes at Dean as Alanna pulled up a map of New York City. "Okay the first attack happened here. The second and third attacks happen here. We can triangulate the positions of the attack and hopefully come up with a working radius. Fortunately if we have plenty of time to find this guy. The next full moon is three weeks away."

"Yea, but that's still a pretty big radius." Sam said looking at the computer.

" Well then boys I suggest you get dressed so we can get going."

Sam and Dean got dressed and the three headed out to canvas the area outlined by the computer simulation. The three went to the latest crime scene to try and find some clues as to who the werewolf was. Afterwards Sam and Dean went together while Alanna went by herself to search for more clues in the surrounding areas. Three hours later they were no closer to finding the little beastie. The three met up at a café and had lunch in the back corner.

"Hmmm…"

"Lanna?" Dean asked looking at his friend.

"Just thinking. Werewolves are the melding of a primal animal and a human. The power of the werewolf is so concentrated that not only do victims transform during the full moon but also the two days surrounding it. But in the articles the attacks only happen during the full moon."

"So?" Dean asked.

"So why haven't we seen any more attacks?"

"Maybe they haven't been reported yet. Or they've been mistaken for something else." Sam offered as he ate his sandwich.

"Hmm… maybe the attacks that have been reported aren't the first ones after all. We should head back to the penthouse. We can look to see if there are any other attacks. It would help us narrow the search."

The trio headed back the penthouse to search for any additional information as to the identity and location of the werewolf.

A/N 2: The main focus of this fanfic isn't the hunting of supernatural forces but Sam's attempts to learn more about the older brother he has drifted away from. So please forgive the lame supernatural hunt the Winchester brothers are on.