"Sam? What the hell!" Madisen screamed.

Sam Winchester didn't get a chance to answer as Dean barged into the room, gun raised. He saw Madisen and her gun to his brother, who was still laying on the ground beneath Madisen, before aiming his own gun at her. Madisen turned hers towards Dean in retaliation, ready to strike at a seconds notice.

"Woah, woah, woah!" Sam put his hands up, standing up between his brother and the half-naked woman they knew. "Dean, I think we have the wrong room."

"Oh you think?" Madisen rolled her eyes and tossed her gun on the bed it came from. She folded her arms over her chest and a scowl crossing her face. "Don't you two ever knock?"

"Sorry the woman at the counter must've given us the wrong room number." Sam put his hands down and glanced at his brother, noticing Dean had his own gun down and tucked into the waistband of his jeans.

Dean mirrored Madisen and crossed his own arms. He fixed his brother and Madisen a hard glare and copied the woman.

"Oh you think?"

Dean went to say something more before noticing that Madisen was standing in the center of the room, naked, in nothing but a towel. With that momentarily distracting him Sam butted in.

"Look," Sam said. "We'll just get out of your hair, and find our correct room. Okay?"

Madisen gave a sigh and nodded. She removed her hands from her chest and settled them on her waist. Madisen went to say something before noticing exactly why Dean was so quiet. She was naked underneath the towel and with the door open behind Dean, it was getting a bit drafty. Sam seemed to notice it too and immediately started blushing.

"Dean?" Madisen growled.

"Yeah?"

"Get the hell out of here before I pump your ass so full of lead not even Superman could see through it."

Dean took the hint and quickly left the room, Sam hot on his heels. At least Sam had the notion to close the door behind him. Just outside the door Dean looked at the card key he was given.

"We need the one across the lot," he said.

Sam nodded and the two left Madisen's door. As soon as they got to their correct room, Sam was stopped before he could go in.

"So," Dean grinned.

"So what?"

"You got your ass kicked by a girl in a towel huh?"

Sam rolled his eyes. "Seriously?"

"Saw her standing over you. See anything nice?"

"Dude!" Sam yelled at his brother.

Dean gave an innocent face. "What?"

In her own room Madisen rolled her eyes and dressed quickly. She headed out and saw the boys going into their room. It was just across the parking lot to hers. She went over and entered without so much as a knock or hello. Madisen just simply went in and frowned at the two men, mostly at Dean. The men of whom became unsettled at her glare and the long silence. Sam went to speak but was cut off by Dean.

"Hey Hawkins. Mind not glaring at us and actually talk?"

Madisen didn't say a word, only narrowed her eyes at Dean. If glares could kill, he'd be five feet under ten times over.

Sam cleared his throat. "Um, Madisen?"

"Yes Sam?" Madisen pursed her lips and gave a tight smile.

"Sorry about this morning."

"Thank you."

The moment was silent and tense. Neither party knew what to say or how to initiate a conversation. Madisen was shakey and livid from the two men coming in her room, fighting with Sam, Dean aiming his gun at her, and them almost seeing her naked. She's not sure which made her shakey or mad. Sam was wondering how to start talking without fumbling for words. Dean nervous to see if Madisen was going to slap him upside the head so hard he'd feel it next week.

Sam sighed before beginning. "Okay it's obvious no one here wants to speak so I will." He turned to Madisen. "Are you here for the cattle mutilations and missing persons?" When he received a small nod he continued. "So are we. Can you show us what you have so far?"

Madisen gave a glance at Sam before pushing herself from the door she was leaned on. She held up a folder both brothers had just barely noticed she had. She handed it to Dean before she recounted what she found out the night before. All the way from the descriptions of the missing to the history, or lack thereof, the town and it's time in Marvel Universe. Dean of whom, when he found this out, gave a not so subtle 'awesome' before looking back at the case file he was given.

"That's basically all I got before going to bed and the two of you showing up."

"Well isn't that just great," Dean snarked from his bed. "This town has basically no history, so we can't tell if anything here has to do with witches or demons."

"Dean it's not a witch or demon," Sam said, looking up from his computer. Madisen nodded her head in agreement. "It's a werewolf."

"What?" Confusion was evident on her face. "I thought it was a vampire."

"Shows what you know," Dean scoffed.

"You thought it was a witch or demon. At least I hit closer to the mark."

"Okay, you know what?"

Dean went to stand up and Madisen began to walk closer to Dean. Sam however had other ideas.

"Hey, guys! Stay on track. Bodies weren't found drained of blood, not a vampire." Dean smirked at Madisen as if to say, 'ha!' "However there are no freak lightning storms or strange deaths." Madisen stuck her tongue out at Dean in the most mocking way she thought possible. "So with people going missing and the cattle mutilations it would have to be a werewolf."

"Great," Madisen rolled her eyes. "As if I didn't get enough scars from that species."

"Well let's go." Dean reached under his bed and grabbed his own bag. He checked his own gun to make sure he and Sam had silver bullets. He went to walk towards the door.

"Wait. There's still something I don't get."

Sam sat up straight in his chair and Dean turned towards Madisen. They both gave her their attention.

"Werewolves bite their victims, and sometimes leave them to the authorities to find, only to come back when the person has turned. They almost never, take them with. Especially not two people at the same time. So why would this werewolf do so? Don't you find that kinda strange?"

Dean gave a small shrug of his shoulders but didn't say anything. He probably wouldn't have noticed the details had Madisen not pointed it out to them.

"Well, sure it's strange but as you said, 'almost never'. That implies that a werewolf has done it before." Sam sighed and ran his hand through his hair. "Besides, we all deal with strange every day. So what if a werewolf decided to drag his victims off early?"

Madisen nodded. "Yeah. I guess you're right." The silence that fell wasn't tense but it wasn't close to being comfortable either. She glanced at the clock sitting between Sam and Dean's beds. "It's only noon."

"Yeah?"

"We can't hunt a werewolf in the middle of the day."

"Then what else do we do?"

Madisen sighed and turned to Dean. "Not go to the bar is one thing. We could go interview the families of the missing persons."

"Why?"

"Well for one we have no idea who the werewolf is. For two we have no idea how to find it."

Dean went to reply but stopped. She was right. Not that he would ever admit that aloud. Ever.

Sam cleared his throat. "Right. So let's go interview them families."

"I call dibs on the one with the cattle mutilations," Dean called, heading into the bathroom.

"Not unless I get there first!" Madisen called back. She received no reply besides the sound of the shower turning on. She glanced over at Sam who shrugged. "Alright I guess I have the people from the next town over. We'll meet back over here around four?" In all honesty she just wanted to get this case over and done with so she could leave this town and the Winchesters behind her.

"Yeah, yeah. We'll see you then."

Madisen nodded and left.

But before she closed the door she looked back in at Sam. "Oh and Sam?" The man looked up at her and she grinned. "You should really work out harder. I mean, you did get your ass handed to you by a girl in a towel."

Madisen left before Sam could say any kind of retort. She already had on the suit she used for interviewing people as FBI. With that, Madisen hopped in her truck and started down the road towards Rangely.

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Arrrrr! Here be ye update for thy week! Anyway, it's amazing what you can find on Google once you look hard enough. Rangely is a real place and it is about a half an hour or so drive between Dino and Rangely. Or so says Google. Not sure if I should trust it or not but hey, sure seems real to me.

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