As soon as Sam was stitched, and we had both cleaned off the collected grime of a couple of days out in the woods, we hit the road.

"That was quick." The guy at the counter commented when I handed him back the key. I just grinned and walked out.

Sam gave the guy another, even cheerier, wave.

I was taking the first shift in the driver's seat. I wasn't letting Sam anywhere near the driver's seat of my Baby until the pain killers I'd given him had worn off.

"So, what do the news reports say?" I asked him as I headed out of town.

Sam was sitting in the passenger seat with his laptop on his lap, looking for further information on the murders at Stanford.

"Pretty much the same as what Taylor said. Four students have been found torn apart, one every morning for the past four days. All were found at different locations on campus. The first three were female, the one this morning was male. All have been first year medical students." Sam gave me the cliff notes of the several news pages he currently had open.

"And what are the police saying?" I asked

Sam shrugged, "Not a lot publicly. Just that they are doing everything possible to identify the killer and keep students safe."

"So they got nothing." I completed.

Sam nodded, "Nothing that they're sharing with the press. I'll make some calls."

He closed the laptop and reached for his phone. It chose that moment to start ringing, and he jumped, dropping the phone.

I snorted, "Yep, and that's why you are not driving right now."

Sam poked his tongue out at me before leaning over to pick up the phone. "It's Emily." He informed me as he answered.

"Put it on speaker."

He nodded, holding the phone between us. "Hi Emily, you're on speaker."

"Hey Sam, hi Dean. You have no idea how glad I am to hear your voice." Emily said, relief evident in her voice.

"Good to hear from you too." I told her.

"We were worried when we couldn't get hold of you." Sam said.

"Think of how I felt." She replied.

"Sorry Emily. Apparently we chose a poor time to go off grid." I commented. "I hear you have a case for us."

Emily sighed, "Yeah. One way too close for comfort. I'm glad you guys are coming. How far away were you when you got my messages?"

"Um, Minessota." Sam told her apologetically. "We're going to get there as quick as possible…but it'll still be a couple of days."

"Oh." You could hear her disappointment. "Well…no offence, but that sucks."

I chuckled a little, "Yeah, we know, sorry."

"There'll probably be more deaths by then." She said, not quite managing a matter of fact tone.

Sam sighed, "Yeah, I'm going to make some calls and see if we can't help from here."

"Oh! About that…Um, one of my friends here happens to know a couple of FBI agents…And they're on their way too, sooo…be careful, ok?"

"Ok." I told her, "We'll be careful."

Sam and I exchanged amused looks.

"What's your friend's name?" Sam asked casually

"Taylor." She said hesitantly, "Why?"

Sam looked at me questioningly, and I shook my head slightly. If neither of them had wanted to tell the other, then it wasn't our place to tell them. They'd both work it out soon enough.

"Oh, just wondering." Sam replied. "So can you tell us anything else about the murders that might help?"

"Well…whatever it is, it's killing one student each night, tearing them up and leaving them around campus to be found in the morning." Emily told us in a detached sort of voice.

"And…they're all medical students? Like you?" Sam confirmed quietly.

There was a pause. "Yeah." She finally said quietly.

"How are you holding up?" He asked her, making sure she knew that we cared about her, not just the case.

"I'm scared." She said honestly. "I'm taking precautions…everyone is. You know, not going anywhere alone, staying inside after dark. Wearing my silver necklace…"

I raised an eyebrow, "Silver necklace, huh?" I was a little impressed, actually.

"Yeah…well, since I talked to you last I changed my mind on the whole I-don't-want-to-know thing." You could almost hear the shrug in her voice. "I started doing some research, even chose anthropology for my minor…the professor has a thing for monster mythology. And it seems that silver is something that a lot of things don't like."

Sam looked impressed too. "That's great. I'd love to hear more about what you're learning when we get there."

"Sure, maybe I can teach you a thing or two…" She laughed.

I chuckled, "You never know."

"Oh! I need to get going, I'm walking down to the dining hall with Taylor in about five minutes and I'm not ready yet!" Emily exclaimed.

Sam laughed, "We won't hold you then. Give us a call if you need anything. We'll let you know when we get there."

"Ok, thanks again for coming straight away. Talk to you later."

"No, problem." I replied.

"Talk to you later." Sam told her, and then hung up.

Sam looked at the phone for a moment and shook his head slightly before starting to laugh. "I know it's a serious case and all…but really? Somehow the two of them have wound up at the same school, in the same class…and friends." He shook his head again, "I mean…what are the chances?"

I joined in his laughter. "I know…and both of them can pick up the same case, but be totally clueless about each other!" I smirked, "This is going to be interesting."

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