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Lucas nodded his head. He took a knife and gently cut his own hand, then did the same to Ashby, holding their bleeding hands together. "Betray us and you are in trouble." he glanced over at the guy holding Bryony. He transformed and pinned her down, biting into her leg violently, she screamed loudly as his jaws pierced her skin. Lucas whispered into his ear. "She isn't dead. Now go." He stood up and left with his group, along with any newly turned people. Apart from Bryony. She tried to push herself up to make sure Ash was ok. 

Dean heard her voice and winced a little, curling up into his bed even more then before. He tried to stay silent, not wanting to see her. He was scared of her now. It didn't seem right to be near her. 
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ashby growled and glared as lucas walked off. "you coward, you bastard! I HOPE YOU ROT IN HELL." he yelled after him,transforming again, before rushing over to her, resting his paw against her leg protectively. and nuzzling his nose against her. he ran his tongue over her wound, trying his best to heal it before the other guy's venom kicked in. she didn't deserve this. this was all his fault.

tasmin knocked on his door a couple of times, letting out a sigh before she quietly went in, but stayed by the door. "dean it's me.. I just came to say i'm sorry. I shouldn't have let myself get that mad at you. I hope you can forgive me." she didn't understand the extent of the damage she had caused.
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Bryony let out a small giggle, "your tongue tickles a little.." she was trying to lighten up the situation, trying to seem brave. She let her fingers stroke his fur softly, trying not to think of the state of her leg. "I'm sorry I couldn't think up spells to help you.. I should of been a lot more useful." she swallowed lightly, "It's my fault you are with them now, I'm so sorry."

Dean looked at her. "Do you realise what you did..?" he slowly undid the bandage. Revealing the state of his arm. It looked horrid, painful, horrifying. He bandaged it back up. "Just leave me alone. I dont' want to see you right now.."
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as ashby calmed down, he slowly transformed back to his human state, and sighed a little. he had managed to heal over the bite but he didn't know how effective it was going to truly be. "don't be sorry. this is my fault. I shouldn't have ran away from them." he frowned and picked her up in his arms easily, and kissed her forehead. "let's take you home." he whispered.

tasmin felt like she was about to throw up, as she saw the damage she had done to his once beautiful skin. "dean I.. I didn't mean to.. I.. it wasn't supposed to do that. but you touched me and I told you not to." she frowned and ran her fingertips slowly over the bandage. "i'm sorry." she whispered once more, before walking out of his room.
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Bryony felt his lips touch hers and she instantly felt calmer. "I'll help you be alone again." she whispered it, more to herself then to him. She was his friend and was the reason he was now back in a group, which he clearly didn't want to be. She swore silently to herself to help him. 

Dean shook his head, "Leave." he whispered a she walked out. Curling up more he winced at the pain. Right enough, he should probably go to a doctor, or even the hospital. But he simply didn't want to. Plus, what did he tell tehm? "A girl I liked held onto my wrist and set herself on fire." no. he couldn't say that. How else does one describe a wound so horrid though. 
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ashby shook his head. "you don't need to do anything bryony, I don't want you getting hurt. those guys are mean and they can do so much worse than what they did to you. this was just a threat." he sighed and opened the front door with his elbow, taking her inside. he sat her on the sofa. "i'm going to run you a nice hot bath so you can relax, okay?"

tasmin felt horrible, and upset, and almost more angry than she did before. why didn't he understand that she didn't mean it? it wasn't something she could control, and it was something he had inflicted on himself. she sighed and closed  her eyes, sitting down on her bed, a big frown on her face.
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Bryony stayed silent but nodded her head. Even if he told her not to do anything she would. She watched as he walked off to run the bath. Once he'd gone she ran her fingers delicately along her wound, he'd healed the worst of it. But that's when the thought occurred. Was she going to turn into one of his kind..? Swallowing hard she forced herself to stand up and head to the bathroom, standing at the door way.

Dean felt tears fill his eyes, hearing the sounds of the door opening, closing, then running water. Well the werewolf was home. That's all he needed. But if he'd brought Bryony back with him maybe she could heal him? He stood up, walking out of the door to see an injured Bryony. He automatically assumed it was Ashby. "WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO HER YOU DOG!?"
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ashby shook his head, trying to stay calm but it was difficult when he was so angry. "I didn't do anything. my rivals are back in town. well, not my rival any more." he shook his head as he added lavender bubble bath into the water to relax her. "now would you kindly piss off? this is nothing to do with you, dean."

tasmin leaned against her bedroom door, her ear pressed against it as he heard everyone talking. she was helpless and angry and soon her fingers began to flame again. she frowned and just ran them across her wardrobe, letting the doors burn. it was better than being self destructive. she'd put the fire out eventually.
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Bryony looked at Dean when he started to yell. "It wasn't his fault." her eyes wondered across him, noticing his arm. "What happened to you..?" she rested herself against the door frame as it began to hurt to stand up on both legs. 

Dean looked directly at Ashby, "You took HER into your werewolf shit. She never hurt you. All she does is like you for god sake!" he looked at Bryony and just shrugged. "I burned my arm on a fire at the beach. My silly fault." he turned his gaze back to Ashby. 
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ashby shook his head. "I took her bowling, I didn't know they were going to be there. thanks to me she is alive, so shut your mouth before I make you."he stopped the water, and laid out a couple of towels for her. "i'll uhm, give you some privacy." he kissed her forehead and walked out the room, pushing past dean.

tasmin was burning things.. :d
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Bryony silently thanked him before shutting the door and slipping out of her dress and underwear. She looked at the back and it took her a few minutes to find the least painful way to get into the water. She winced a little at first before relaxing into the sensations of the water.

Dean watched him as he walked past, "God help you, sick bastard." he walked towards Tasmins room, smelling smoke. He stood at the door, wondering if he should go in or not. He knocked, and whispered "Sorry Tasmin."
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ashby glared at him. "I HAVE DONE NOTHING WRONG, SO BACK OFF." he yelled, growling before storming into his room to cool down. he took off his shirt and jeans and pulled on some comfy shorts, and a sweater. he then went back to the bathroom and went in, with some cream he had, for her leg. "hey.. this might help.." he said.

tasmin glared over at the door. "piss off dean, you want nothing to do with me." she clenched her fists and sighed. she grabbed a cloth and hit the flames, knocking them down and getting rid of them. she sunk down onto her bed and rubbed her neck, looking around her room. there was burn marks everywhere.
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Bryony opened her eyes and blushed a little bit, seeing as she was naked. "Hey.." she smiled a little. Looking at her leg. "Can you pass the towel..?" she nibbled on her lip a little, she'd never let a guy see her body before. It was odd yet part of her liked the fact it was him there and no one else.

Dean sighed and walked downstairs. He grabbed the phone and ordered a couple of large, plain pizzas for the house hold. Everyone ate at least plain so it seemed easier then having to talk to any of them. 
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ashby shrugged and grabbed her a towel, but he wasn't staring. it was weird but he wasn't in the mood for flirting and being his boyish self. he needed to sort out what he was going to do about the cult. "just so you know I haven't seen anything.. so.. no need to worry." he smiled and walked back out the bathroom.

tasmin waited until she heard him walk away, before pulling on a baggy hoody, and walking downstairs silently, her teeth resting against her bottom lip. she glanced at him before sitting on the sofa, giving him the smallest of smiles. "hello." she said quietly.
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Sorry for the late reply; was washing dye out my hair ;3
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Bryony took the towel from him and wrapped it around herself. "Thank you.. " she watched as he walked out, realising her breath slowly. She sat down on the edge of the bath and applied the cream to her leg. She washed her hands and walked towards her room. Changing into a baggy shirt and slipping pants on. She didn't want to put trousers on in case it hurt her leg. Slowly she descended down the stairs.

Dean glanced over at Tasmin, he didn't smile at her, which was unusual for him. "I've ordered pizza." he flicked through the TV channels until stopping on an episode of skins. He watched, not really paying much attention to it. He was clearly in a day dream.
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