careless with
who you open the door to, especially not after what happened," the doctor
warned him.
"I was expecting someone else," Jensen snapped,
trying to sound calm, but likely failing.
Something knowing glittered in William's eyes. "Erdi is
keeping an eye out and making sure no one suspicious is approaching," he
said. Apparently, it was quite obvious who Jensen had wanted to see.
"Don't worry. You can meet up with him later."
"Unless he doesn't want to meet up with me," Jensen
grumbled.
He sounded like a disgruntled child, and he hated himself for
it, but he couldn't help it. There was just something about Erdi that drew him
in like a moth to the flame. The man had saved his life twice, but it wasn't
just that. He'd never been one to leap into bed with someone he didn't know,
but Erdi... The way he looked at Jensen made something powerful stir in
Jensen's heart.
"Don't worry about that," William soothed him.
"He won't be able to stay away." His smile faded into a more serious
expression. "Now, he's told us pretty much what happened, but it would be
very helpful if you could give us the details from your perspective."
"And why is that?" Jensen bit out. "Do you
think a werewolf is hunting me?"
William shared a look with Dean, and the whole silent
communication thing irritated Jensen. "Look. I have no idea what's going
on. That's why I came here to begin with. I couldn't remember what happened at
the bed and breakfast, but I kept feeling I'd forgotten something very
important." Which, now that he thought about it, was probably Erdi. At
least he'd gotten one answer out of tonight's debacle. "Parker had left so
suddenly, and it was out of character for him to abandon his job like that. And
then Gavin's mother showed up, told me a few details I didn't know about the
family, and the rest... You pretty much know. After dinner, Alicia and I settled
in. I couldn't sleep, so I went for a walk. The next thing I know, a car's
coming straight at me. I thought I was dead—and then I was saved by the same
man I could suddenly remember from the Amaretto."
And that in itself was hard to swallow, since he hadn't
expected to get back the memories he'd lost that day. Obviously, no one else
had either, but Erdi must have warned them, because they nodded. "I
see," Dean mused. "I can assure you we'll do some investigating of
our own. According to Erdi, he didn't scent one of our kind, so the attacker
might have been human."
Jensen winced. So his earlier guess had been wrong, and
someone from his past had tracked him down. "Well, that's
unpleasant."
"You have enemies, I take it."
"Perhaps more than I'd have liked." Jensen sighed.
"All things considered, I think it might be best if I left. You don't need
this sort of thing around if your son is sick."
William didn't answer, but he didn't have to. At the end of
the day, the doctor's main concern had to be for his family, not for Jensen.
Even so, William looked concerned. "I don't think it's wise for you to be
alone under these circumstances."
Even as William spoke, the door opened and Erdi stepped into
the room. "He won't be alone," he said. "I'll go with him."
His decisive tone left no doubt as to the fact that he would
do exactly what he'd said, whether Jensen liked it or not. Facing Jensen, Erdi
added, "You don't have to want me around. You don't even have to see me,
but until we find out who tried to run you over, I'm not letting you out of my
sight."
Jensen wished he could have apologized for their earlier
fight, but somehow, with William and Dean there, it didn't seem right. And so,
he ended up letting Erdi go again before he could figure out a way to react.
Dean patted his shoulder and wordlessly followed Erdi out of
the room, but William stayed. "It's okay, Mr. Moore. I know the situation
seems strange and confusing right now. Believe me, I can understand. But these
things have a way of sliding into place. Just keep an open mind, and help Erdi.
He needs more than what our
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