That sure wasn't on the Jersey Shore...

[likely_evil]

Sam hadn't told anyone he was alive. Ok, that wasn't true. His not-dead-yet grandfather knew he was alive. So did some cousins that Sam was still deciding on if he wanted to trust. And yeah, Bobby knew, but he was under obligation not to tell.

Dean didn't know, and that was what mattered. Bobby kept him in the loop on how his brother was doing, but otherwise he didn't go near. He wasn't about to bring him back into the insanity that was surrounding him. At least not until he figured out what was going on himself.

It was a werewolf that was able to change whenever it wanted, and was racking up a nice death toll in the Garden State. Sam and Christian had gone to check it out, but a call from Samuel had Christian going back early while Sam finished up the job.

Sam had no idea that the were was waiting for such an opportunity. It was the middle of the day on the half moon, and Sam found himself struggling to keep his life as the full sized were snapped at his neck and slashed at his skin. The proximity made the gun muffle as Sam managed to kill the were, but he wasn't able to avoid onlookers as he stumbled out of the alley holding a dislocated arm while his shirt was quickly becoming saturated with blood around his shoulder.

Luck brought him to the automated doors of the clinic and he managed to take just a few steps in before the blood loss caught up with him and he passed out right in the lobby.

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[god-ihopeso.livejournal.com]

She laughed before nodding. "Thank you."

[likely_evil]

"I wouldn't think a doctor would have soft hands." He didn't let it go, but his arm relaxed down.

[god-ihopeso.livejournal.com]

"Why not?" she asked, not pulling her hand away. The guy was bigger than she was, and she wasn't sure how he'd react. She didn't mind, either. His hands weren't so bad themselves.

[likely_evil]

"You have to do a lot of work. With your hands. And they still stay soft."

[god-ihopeso.livejournal.com]

"Well, it's not hard work," she nodded. "It's actually mostly paperwork."

[likely_evil]

"That doesn't sound fun." He wrinkled his nose. "I always end up doing paperwork. It sucks."

[god-ihopeso.livejournal.com]

She smiled again, before moving her other hand to help her feel his. "Hands seem pretty rough for a guy who's always doing paperwork."

[likely_evil]

"I do other things too." He closed his eyes, smiling at the feel of her hand on his. "I saved the world."

[god-ihopeso.livejournal.com]

"Did you?" Hadley said, raising an eyebrow. "I must have missed hearing about that on the news."

[likely_evil]

"Not a big fan of then press." He shrugged.

[god-ihopeso.livejournal.com]

"I'm getting that."

Her pager on her hip went off, and she reached for it with her free hand to glance at the number before rolling her eyes.

"I have to go. But I will be back, and if you need anything, my name is Dr. Hadley. The nurses know how to page me."

[likely_evil]

"Is doctor your real first name?" He gave her what would have been a charming smile if he wasn't drugged.

[god-ihopeso.livejournal.com]

She laughed. "No. My first name is Remy."

[likely_evil]

"Remy." Sam smiled. "That's very nice and different. I approve."

[god-ihopeso.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm glad that you and my parents are on the same wavelength."

[likely_evil]

"And your boyfriend?"

[god-ihopeso.livejournal.com]

"Don't have a boyfriend."

[likely_evil]

"Lucky me." His grin grew, and then he yawned.

[god-ihopeso.livejournal.com]

She smirked, before finally pulling her hand away. "You get some sleep, Casanova. I'll come and check on you in a bit."

[likely_evil]

"I'll be here," he said with a smile before his eyes drifted closed.