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Yakov shoved Jeff off him. "What the hell man?!" Yakov ran. He just simply bolted. Could this day seriously get any worse. He went straight to his room and locked the door.

Aurora watched Luka flee with interest.

"Hmm... that was weird. It's not like I'm making any advances..." She smiled suddenly and turned to Connor. "Sorry if that sounded weird! I didn't mean anything by it. I just find it funny when people get possessive. I don't really get attached to people like that... But you've certainly had enough of girls today haven't you?" She glanced back at the direction the weird-sticker-rapist-girl had gone.

"If only I knew what room she was in..." Aurora mumbled to herself.

She turned back to Connor once more. "Well... anyway... You look like you probably need some time alone. But if you ever need someobdy to talk to let me know! I live in the Tower, but I'll be all over the place. Especially if you see anyone getting yelled at while they're up a tree!" She smiled and turned to go get more food (since most of hers was on the floor and being cleared away by a less than happy cafeteria lady.)

Jeff got an intersting idea on how to speed the process up. He got up and headed out his door smelling for Yakovs sister. Befriending the family is always a good idea on courtship. He followed her scent to a room on the floor below him. She was in her room. Jeff knocked on the door that smelled most like a variation of Yakov.

Aurora turned. "Umm... I go by my middle name, Aurora." She dipped slightly, like a very rushed bow. "Does that mean I get to know yours?"

Lukas rubbed her forhead and sighed. "What has my idiot brother done now?" she asked exasperated.

"Oh, it's Connor," he answered. Telling someone his name with such a casual air was foreign to him. He normally avoided introductions where he could. It made moving on all the easier in the long run. He considered saying more, but the mobile phone in his pocket began to chime the funeral march.

"I'll see you later," he sighed, reaching into his pocket and turning towards the building's exit. Naturally, it was the mayor. He was eager for a progress report.

"No, I haven't made any kills yet," Connor muttered quietly. "Last night was more of a... um... scouting mission. It looks like you're pretty over-run. I've probably met one person so far who isn't a wolf."

Connor had to move the phone away from his ear when the mayor shouted in distress.

"Calm down!" he snapped into the receiver. "That's why you hired me, isn't it? I should have enough ammo, but just in case I suggest telling me where I can find more. Oh, and my truck needs fixed."

***

His breakfast had been wonderful, as had his shower. But Curtis wasn't ready for a nap quite yet. Instead he wandered about the small cabin, checking e-mails at his computer and tidying up here and there. It was a one-room sort of place with only a bathroom separate from the rest, but humble abodes suited his style more than the fancy living he could easily afford.

As he gazed out the window, Curtis sighed. He would have to bring Katra out here sometime. This was the perfect place for a werewolf to live. To raise a family. Far away from the city and its dangers. Suddenly he was anxious. The idea of not seeing her again until Monday was not pleasing. He would have to go back to the city tomorrow.

Aurora nodded and then went back to obtaining more food. Connor...> A new smile had spread across her face. The morning's frustration was long gone...

"So the weapons dealer will be here on Monday?" Connor confirmed. He'd been wandering in the direction of an apartment complex that had complained of strange dogs around the premises. Maybe this would be his first break. His first kill.

"Yes, the truck needs to be fixed ASAP. I'll need it when I get out into the woods. No, I cannot just outrun them." Connor sighed and told the mayor where his truck could be found for the sake of the towing service that would be taking it to the repair shop.

"I'm at the apartment complex, so I'm going to let you go. Alright. Bye."

Connor snapped his phone closed and scanned the building. It looked like crap. No one was in the office, of course. What was he going to do, randomly knock and see if anyone would tell him where to find the wolf. As much as Connor hated interacting with people, that was the only option he had.

About half an hour later, Connor had enough leads to know that the strange dog (or dogs) normally came down the stairs from about the third or fourth floor. That was something, anyway. Now it was time to be random. Reaching an insecure hand into his pocket, Connor rapped on the first door he came to on the third floor.

***

Curtis was shocked at his own impatience, but he'd taken a two hour nap and could no longer stand to be away from Katra. But there was something else driving him. Some underlying unease that dictated a need for him to return to his new friend's apartment. Throwing on some jeans and a sleeveless shirt, Curtis dashed out to his car.