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"Ugh.." I rolled over and smacked the hotel alarm clock before blearily checking the time.

5:30am. I considered rolling over and going back to sleep, 3 hours in a real bed was just not enough to fix three days in a car…after a week in the damned forrest.

I sighed, nope, not an option. Sammy would be waiting for me so that we could go and talk to the local police and check out the bodies in the morgue.

I rolled out of bed and stumbled to the bathroom for a quick shower, wondering if another body had turned up yet.

I'd hardly turned the shower on when I heard my phone start to ring. I sighed, getting the feeling this was not going to be a good day. I took two seconds to rinse off, then turned the water off and wrapped myself in a towel to go answer the phone.

"Hey Sammy, what's up? I'm just getting ready and I'll head over." I fished around in my bag for suitable clothing for talking to the cops and getting information.

"I, uh…think I had a run in with the monster this morning…" Sam said hesitantly.

"You what?!" I stopped looking through my bag to focus on Sam. "Are you ok? What happened? Did you get it?"

"I'm fine." He assured me, "Got a bump to the back of the head, but that's all."

"What happened?" I repeated, not the least bit satisfied by an answer like that.

He sighed, "I…I don't know exactly. I knelt down to investigate the body on the ground –"

"Wait, what body?" I resumed my search for clothing and started pulling my pants on while I was still on the phone. I was becoming increasingly sure that something was wrong with Sammy, a serious concussion my best guess from what little he'd told me so far.

"Oh, right, sorry. I found the body of another girl." He explained. "The reports were right, she was torn apart. It looks like we were right about it being a werewolf."

"And they attacked you?" I prompted, trying to get the whole story out of him whilst buttoning my shirt with one hand in an effort to get to him in person faster.

"Uh yeah, I think so." He paused, to collect his thoughts I assumed. "Like I said, I knelt down to check out the body, and then something struck me across the back of my head. I blacked out, and when I came to it was gone."

"It left you there?!" I asked, incredulous. That was hardly normal behaviour for a monster. I finally finished getting dressed and grabbed my ID and car keys.

"Yeah. It was weird." Sam agreed. "Maybe I'm just not it's type…I mean, so far it's only killed medical students, right?"

"Yeah…but since when do werewolves care about that? If you threaten them, they attack." I pointed out as I pulled out of the hotel parking lot.

"Look man, I don't know." Sam sounded frustrated. "We'll work it out when you get here, ok? And bring some coffee would you?"

I sighed, "Fine, stay out of trouble till I get there." I hung up and made a quick detour for coffee and breakfast.

Sam was waiting for me when I finally pulled into the visitors' parking lot. I turned off the engine and took a moment to look him over from a distance, finally getting out when he raised an eyebrow at me questioningly. He looked fine, but I was still concerned.

"Let me see." I instructed and he rolled his eyes at me, but turned his head so I could check where he'd been hit.

He winced as I gently prodded around the lump on the back of his head, and I grimaced in sympathy. "Damn Sammy, he hit you hard." I turned his head so that I could see his eyes. "Follow my finger."

He scowled at me, then followed my finger with his eyes just fine. "Satisfied?" He asked impatiently.

I nodded, "Yeah. You can't blame me for worrying though, you admitted that it knocked you out."

He shrugged, "Not like I haven't had worse."

He was of course right, unfortunately.

I walked back to the car and pulled out two coffees, a breakfast burger and a salad wrap.

"Thanks." Sam immediately started on the coffee. I guess not surprising when he'd been up since 2am.

"So where's the body?" I asked, starting on my own breakfast.

"Probably at the morgue by now." Sam answered. I gave him a confused look and he explained, "I found the body about an hour and a half ago. The police have been and gone."

"Why the hell didn't you call me?!" I asked, annoyed. "I told you to call me if anything happened."

"I didn't want to wake you up early." He told me, looking totally unremorseful.

I scowled at him.

"You need sleep too." He told me firmly. "And it's not like you could have done anything more for being here. Once the police got here all I could do was stand back and wait."

"You did show them your FBI badge? Right?" I asked, knowing that my worry about him was coming out as frustration, but not being able to stop it.

He gave me a bitch face. "Yes Dean. I did. And they told me that they were happy for the help, but right now it was still there case and I had to let them do their jobs." He shrugged, "I didn't want to put them totally off side before we have a chance to see what evidence they've got. They're expecting us at the station in a couple of hours."

I sighed, conceding the point with a short nod. "Ok fine."

We lapsed into silence while we finished our coffees and food.

The silence was broken by Sam tossing his rubbish into a nearby trash can. "Come on, we should go check on the girls before we head out."

I nodded, drinking the last mouthful of coffee and tossing my rubbish in after his.

There was silence again as we walked off towards the dorm.

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