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werewolves exist, simply because it was just impossible. Except she had seen it. He had begun changing in front of her. As illogical as the whole idea of werewolves was, it was more illogical to her to deny the evidence of her eyes.
As the music softened she could still hear him and she began to do math problems in her head to distract her. She also went to get another beer. Her job was to sit tight not matter what, she reminded herself. Maybe a little sleep aid would not be a bad thing. After another half an hour she turned her music down and couldn’t hear anything coming from down the hall. She took her headphones out and then could hear a faint whimpering. It sounded like a crying puppy.
Elizabeth slowly moved down the hallway to the door. She was startled to see a paw that was vaguely human shaped sticking out from below the door. She had not noticed there was a few inches clearance below the door. Not enough to get the whole paw through, but enough to reach out a little. She crouched down and the whining became a little louder. Her heart felt squeezed with her regret and sadness that anyone would have to go through this. The she got an idea.
“I’ll be right back, don’t worry, you are not alone,” she said softly. She went and got a pillow and blanket from the bedroom, and then went and set them in the hall. She got comfortable next to the door and softly spoke to the werewolf her friend had become. Soon she was stroking the soft fur on the paw sticking out under the door. He did not react except his whining softened to almost a woof of agreement that everything would be okay. She spoke softly and she did not know how long it was before the paw lost its tension and relaxed. Soon after that she heard faint snoring. He had gone to sleep. It was not long before she was asleep there in the hall too.
Chapter 6 – A Morning Firefight
Elizabeth awoke to her name. She had been having a strange dream about being at the side of a stream and laughing while a wolf played in the water. That was interrupted by the sound of her name. Well, not exactly, she thought. Part of her name.
“Beth, Beth, are you there Beth? I gave you the keys, right,” Kurt asked through the door. She realized it was morning and sat up.
“Yeah, I have ’em, just a sec,” she told him. She dug into her shorts pocket and pulled them out. She slid them under the door to him.
“Here you go, sorry about that,” she apologized. He opened the door as she was yawning. He looked down at her with a strange smile on his face and offered her his hand. She took it and allowed him to haul her to her feet. She sighed and smiled.
“Sorry, I hadn’t planned on falling asleep,” she told him.
“I am glad you did. That was the calmest night I have ever spent as a werewolf. Between that and dinner I owe you. So if those mob boys show up, it is on the house.” He leaned in and kissed her lips gently.
“Thank you,” he said with a soft kind voice. Then he was off to the bathroom. She stood there with a hand on her lips for a moment before shaking her head and taking the blanket and pillow back to the bedroom.
They ate and had breakfast quickly before he set up for the day. Setting up consisted of making sure a large number of weapons were prepared and ready to go. He got that done in what, to her, had to be record time. She was positioned at the front window watching the road. If they were coming, Kurt was sure it would be early. They did not know the terrain and could not be sure what he would be prepared to do. The Big Guy in the suit would want plenty of time to take care of business. It made a sort of sense to her. Kurt placed guns at every window with ammo for reloading, then got a cup of coffee for them both and came over to join her.
“So now we wait. It is the worst part of ambushing. You never know for sure when they are coming, despite any intel you may have,” he confided to her. It occurred to her, late she thought, that this
As the music softened she could still hear him and she began to do math problems in her head to distract her. She also went to get another beer. Her job was to sit tight not matter what, she reminded herself. Maybe a little sleep aid would not be a bad thing. After another half an hour she turned her music down and couldn’t hear anything coming from down the hall. She took her headphones out and then could hear a faint whimpering. It sounded like a crying puppy.
Elizabeth slowly moved down the hallway to the door. She was startled to see a paw that was vaguely human shaped sticking out from below the door. She had not noticed there was a few inches clearance below the door. Not enough to get the whole paw through, but enough to reach out a little. She crouched down and the whining became a little louder. Her heart felt squeezed with her regret and sadness that anyone would have to go through this. The she got an idea.
“I’ll be right back, don’t worry, you are not alone,” she said softly. She went and got a pillow and blanket from the bedroom, and then went and set them in the hall. She got comfortable next to the door and softly spoke to the werewolf her friend had become. Soon she was stroking the soft fur on the paw sticking out under the door. He did not react except his whining softened to almost a woof of agreement that everything would be okay. She spoke softly and she did not know how long it was before the paw lost its tension and relaxed. Soon after that she heard faint snoring. He had gone to sleep. It was not long before she was asleep there in the hall too.
Chapter 6 – A Morning Firefight
Elizabeth awoke to her name. She had been having a strange dream about being at the side of a stream and laughing while a wolf played in the water. That was interrupted by the sound of her name. Well, not exactly, she thought. Part of her name.
“Beth, Beth, are you there Beth? I gave you the keys, right,” Kurt asked through the door. She realized it was morning and sat up.
“Yeah, I have ’em, just a sec,” she told him. She dug into her shorts pocket and pulled them out. She slid them under the door to him.
“Here you go, sorry about that,” she apologized. He opened the door as she was yawning. He looked down at her with a strange smile on his face and offered her his hand. She took it and allowed him to haul her to her feet. She sighed and smiled.
“Sorry, I hadn’t planned on falling asleep,” she told him.
“I am glad you did. That was the calmest night I have ever spent as a werewolf. Between that and dinner I owe you. So if those mob boys show up, it is on the house.” He leaned in and kissed her lips gently.
“Thank you,” he said with a soft kind voice. Then he was off to the bathroom. She stood there with a hand on her lips for a moment before shaking her head and taking the blanket and pillow back to the bedroom.
They ate and had breakfast quickly before he set up for the day. Setting up consisted of making sure a large number of weapons were prepared and ready to go. He got that done in what, to her, had to be record time. She was positioned at the front window watching the road. If they were coming, Kurt was sure it would be early. They did not know the terrain and could not be sure what he would be prepared to do. The Big Guy in the suit would want plenty of time to take care of business. It made a sort of sense to her. Kurt placed guns at every window with ammo for reloading, then got a cup of coffee for them both and came over to join her.
“So now we wait. It is the worst part of ambushing. You never know for sure when they are coming, despite any intel you may have,” he confided to her. It occurred to her, late she thought, that this
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