Sam drove furiously down the highway, hoping this was the route the girls had taken. He'd forced Dean out of the driver's seat because of his being drunk earlier and now his current head injury, and had forced him to call the phone company to get the number traced.
He pressed his foot against the accelerator, searching everywhere for any sign of tracks leading off the road or possibly even a glance of the car Chase had stolen, but to no avail.
"Can't you hurry them up? We need their location now!" Sam said, his frustration mounting. He looked at his watch: two more hours until nightfall.
Dean glanced at him, frowning, when he was taken off hold. "Hello? Yes, I'm still here. Just outside Cowley? Okay, thanks for your help. Bye." He hung up the phone and glanced at the 'You Are Now Leaving Cowley' sign.
"They're not far." Dean told Sam, but Sam pressed all the harder on the accelerator. "Sammy, stay calm, okay? We will find them."
Sam just shook his head and continued down the highway.

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Chase ran through the trees, branches scraping her face and pulling her hair. Her legs burned, but it didn't matter to her, just so long as she drew the werewolf away from Anna. As far as she knew, the werewolves didn't know about Anna, so as long as it remained that way, she didn't care how much trouble she ran into.
She glanced back briefly to see if Andrew was following, but didn't see him. So she turned back around – and collided with Andrew's strong chest and fell backwards, landing hard in the dirt because she couldn't throw her arms out to catch herself.
"My dear Amanda, you test my patience." He informed her, his tone smooth and calm as before. "Did you really think you could outrun me? Or fool me?"
He glanced down at Chase, who lay on the ground breathing heavily and gripping her bleeding arm.
"I can run faster and have a keen sense of smell, oh yes," Andrew continued. "I knew you were hiding someone in the back of that car. But never fear." He crouched low, looking Chase in the eye. "Once Nicholai takes cares of that brat sister of yours, he'll get to them."
He stood up, grabbing Chase's, thankfully uninjured, arm. "But you? You've caused me enough trouble. So tonight, when the moon is full, I'm going to feast on you. Deirdra has taken care of those cousins of yours, so no one will come for you."