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phone. She trusted Kurt, and trusted the fact that they were pretty well-hidden. Even if the mob found out about the cabin it would take time for them to get there. Elizabeth found some extra pepper to add zip to the meal. She knew she was just keeping busy to keep from freaking out, but figured if she could hold it together now she could freak out later.
Kurt came back in early evening looking pleased and tired. He sniffed a few times and smiled.
“I thought I smelled something good coming up the path. Thank you, I was thinking sandwiches again,” he said with a relieved smile.
“Well, I got tired of researching and figured you were out working so hard I figured the least I could do was keep the food coming,” she explained. She took a gulp of beer. She had already had two since she’d started cooking and was a little buzzed. He got one for himself.
“You’re looking good. I am glad you went ahead and showered if you wanted to. Sorry I didn’t offer earlier, I wasn’t thinking. Do you mind if I go grab one?” he asked politely.
“Feel free. It will be another half hour before this is done,” she told him. So while he got cleaned up she finished the dinner and it was ready to go when he was done.
Dinner went well. They ate and drank and laughed. She told him more about the mob’s financial illegalities and he told her about the traps and safeguards he had set. She really did like him and realized she was not talking with her foot in her mouth as she usually did. She either was getting comfortable around him, or it was the beer. After a moment’s thought she figured a little of both. It got closer to sundown and he began getting ready.
“Ok, I will probably try and get out for a while. From what I remember of locking myself in I eventually eat and go to sleep. I cannot get out though. That is why this cabin is so armored. It was not because I was paranoid of what was outside, but what was inside. You will have the run of the place but do me a favor. Once it is locked up, do not go outside. I realize it is what women are taught to do in horror movies, but do not go outside. If anyone does come they cannot get in. They will not have the firepower strong enough. Not to mention just getting this close will mean they are wounded and not too functional. I left some nasty traps,” She nodded, her fear beginning to push aside the buzz from the beer.
“No worries Kurt. I am not going to step a foot outside. I will sit here and listen to my headphones and hopefully fall asleep. That way they can knock all they want, I won’t hear them,” she told him. He recognized she was putting on a brave face. He gave her a quick embarrassed hug and a kiss then got ready to lock himself into his room. Once he was all set he sighed.
“I hate to say it Beth, but I am sort of glad you are here. I know it is selfish, but I have never had company on one of these weekends. It helps to have something else, someone else to think about. I just wish we could have got together under other circumstances, you know,” he said to her seriously. She nodded.
“Me too.”
They hugged again. He removed his shirt, handed it to her and went into his self-imposed cell. She waited in the hall for several minutes, waiting for she wasn’t sure what. When it was time he warned her.
“”It…it’s coming Beth. Maybe now would be a good time for your head phones...” she heard him call out. She went back into the living room and did just that. Soon she could hear faint howling over her music and turned it up. There was faint thumping and she could tell it was from him attacking the door of his cell. She squeezed her eyes shut and sat. Trying to ignore what her friend was going through.
It amazed her that she could so calmly accept the fact that this man was actually a werewolf. Well maybe not calmly, but accept it. Everything she had read or seen, (she had researched werewolves too) told her that usually a person would not believe that
Kurt came back in early evening looking pleased and tired. He sniffed a few times and smiled.
“I thought I smelled something good coming up the path. Thank you, I was thinking sandwiches again,” he said with a relieved smile.
“Well, I got tired of researching and figured you were out working so hard I figured the least I could do was keep the food coming,” she explained. She took a gulp of beer. She had already had two since she’d started cooking and was a little buzzed. He got one for himself.
“You’re looking good. I am glad you went ahead and showered if you wanted to. Sorry I didn’t offer earlier, I wasn’t thinking. Do you mind if I go grab one?” he asked politely.
“Feel free. It will be another half hour before this is done,” she told him. So while he got cleaned up she finished the dinner and it was ready to go when he was done.
Dinner went well. They ate and drank and laughed. She told him more about the mob’s financial illegalities and he told her about the traps and safeguards he had set. She really did like him and realized she was not talking with her foot in her mouth as she usually did. She either was getting comfortable around him, or it was the beer. After a moment’s thought she figured a little of both. It got closer to sundown and he began getting ready.
“Ok, I will probably try and get out for a while. From what I remember of locking myself in I eventually eat and go to sleep. I cannot get out though. That is why this cabin is so armored. It was not because I was paranoid of what was outside, but what was inside. You will have the run of the place but do me a favor. Once it is locked up, do not go outside. I realize it is what women are taught to do in horror movies, but do not go outside. If anyone does come they cannot get in. They will not have the firepower strong enough. Not to mention just getting this close will mean they are wounded and not too functional. I left some nasty traps,” She nodded, her fear beginning to push aside the buzz from the beer.
“No worries Kurt. I am not going to step a foot outside. I will sit here and listen to my headphones and hopefully fall asleep. That way they can knock all they want, I won’t hear them,” she told him. He recognized she was putting on a brave face. He gave her a quick embarrassed hug and a kiss then got ready to lock himself into his room. Once he was all set he sighed.
“I hate to say it Beth, but I am sort of glad you are here. I know it is selfish, but I have never had company on one of these weekends. It helps to have something else, someone else to think about. I just wish we could have got together under other circumstances, you know,” he said to her seriously. She nodded.
“Me too.”
They hugged again. He removed his shirt, handed it to her and went into his self-imposed cell. She waited in the hall for several minutes, waiting for she wasn’t sure what. When it was time he warned her.
“”It…it’s coming Beth. Maybe now would be a good time for your head phones...” she heard him call out. She went back into the living room and did just that. Soon she could hear faint howling over her music and turned it up. There was faint thumping and she could tell it was from him attacking the door of his cell. She squeezed her eyes shut and sat. Trying to ignore what her friend was going through.
It amazed her that she could so calmly accept the fact that this man was actually a werewolf. Well maybe not calmly, but accept it. Everything she had read or seen, (she had researched werewolves too) told her that usually a person would not believe that
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