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Who: Sam/Dean
Where: Running thru the woods of Bon Temps
When: 1am, after he closed Merlotte's
Status: FINISHED
After he rushed Sookie out the bar, Sam turned to Terry Bellfleur. "I'm going out for a bit, i'll give you a call if anything interesting happens"
He didn't even bother in counting the registers, he just took the 2 tills and locked them in his sizable safe in his office. Shutting off his lights there, he went out back to his trailer- made sure it was locked tight, and scanned the lots for people. No matter if there were a few, they were the parrish drunks and woulden't remember a thing anyways.
Standing by his pickup, blocked from the main road, Sam took his shirt off, shoes and finally pants and underwear. Standing naked at 1am at his home/business, he crouched down and with a blink of an eye shifted into a friendly-looking, but still 60lb Collie dog. The dog shook it's body and stretched, as if shaking off it's humaness. It gave a clipped bark into the night air, then bolted off in a sprint towards
the house where Sookie Stackhouse and her Grandmother lived. Leaping over downed logs, the dog stopped in the graveyard nearest the Stackouse residence. With it's nose pointed in the air, he sniffed out the scent of Sookie easily enough. He could also smell Vampire Bill, a dry paperey-like odor, a bit musty. Sam listened carefully, not able to tell if Bill was closer to Sookie's or whether he was.
Like a shot in the dark, Sam turned and ran toward Sookie's, not caring if he made it first or not. Hell, Sam haden't even thought about just -what- he'd do when he got there. He figured running over to the outside trashcan was the easiest and most probable place a stray dog would go.