Supernatural PI (greatdragonsoldier13)

While somewhat desperate to have a long and steady release of everything that Bernie had cooked up in the short time since they started up with dinner, she also felt it somewhat rude that they were more or less giving the cooking to their guests. Even if it seemed that her guests were perfectly fine with letting their hosts drop everything right on top of them so that she could get some intimate release with her mate. In the end the urge to mate and breed took over all the rest of her thoughts and she just about started shoving Bernie into their room with s much less subtle change going over her while she stripped herself down to nothing before her dress could start ripping, "So. Litters now?" She started definitely showing the wolf in her coming out, "How many should I expect. Two or three?" Her fingers now turning into claws as she undid what clothing she could reach, "Four or five?" It wasn't much longer before the full she wolf was out in full display from her muzzle to her tail. She spread herself over the bed with a hungry look before beconing him.

Sam, still able to hear most of what was going on, groaned while Tracey started getting the information on what the season entailed, on long with remembering the term 'vampire' like it was a less than subtle hint at what he was intending. With trends the way they were with werewolves around during this time of year, it was likely he was going to be dealing with multiple sets of female moans over the night, "Steele. You better get here fast so I don't have to listen to that mess down there for long." He muttered mostly to himself while lowering himself down so he was laying on his belly with the rifle pointed outward

Yvonne growled back in a more sensual manner while Bernie still pushed her buttons. Her legs started rubbing together while she resisted that urge, "I'll be naked and pregnant if you're tired up on the bed." She answered back with her breathing growing hot and heavy the longer he teased her along with a faint scent that Bernie and the other predators were sure to catch on to if things went too much further. She blinked at the mention of 'breeding season'. It suddenly came fairly clear why she was getting so hot and heavy the longer she was closer to Bernie, "So this is going to last a while?" She asked dropping her hands down when she realized that she felt some moisture.

Sam looked at the couple still going on their affectionate rampage and shook his head with a small "Werewolves." Under his breath. Right until the added confirmation of it being breeding season which he just had to completely break away from all of it, "That works fine for me. Just trying to find out if I'm going to be expecting non hostiles. Now if you don't mind me, I'm going to jump up to the roof before an orgy starts up in here. Enjoy the night." He slipped outside with a clattering sound towards the roof when he was perched in his nest for the night.

Without really trying to think about it, her mind went back to the conversation between the dragon man and Bernie along with Bernie's occasional jabs at the dragon and needing to get laid. Those thoughts went right out the window with a shudder when he murdered in her ear, "Well. The thought may have crossed my mind once or twice." She muttered out before feeling her spine twinge with the nibble on her neck, were it not for the company 0resent and the very demanding lizard she probably would have done everything in her strength to bring Bernie down and do what she wanted right there and then, "Save all the play for later. Dinner needs to get finished." She spoke out partly disappointed that they had to have company right this instant.

Sam took in a deep sigh while listening to the old wolf ramble, "If they do come. There won't be a survivor other than us. Unless you want me to leave a survivor for an interrogation. " With that he marched his way up the stairway and past the rather affectionate couple, "Agent Tracey. You make your decision on calling in back up?" He asked with an almost cold look in his eyes while he got himself ready for another battle and potentially another war. He glanced between Tracey and Jean's kid already assuming one of them was going to make a move on the other.

Yvonne let out a small help of surprise when Bernie pulled her back into his chest, "Maybe that had something to do with talking about it to everyone almost immediately." She replied keeping herself upright and resisting the urge to wiggle a bit in his hold as she returned each kiss in kind. A strange grin started curling the corners of her lips, "Already planning out that big family for me?" She asked while she ran a hand along his arm and up to his hands before he could really get into doing what she was just seconds ago, "Do this with every girl?" Her body rocked back eager to see how much she could tease him since it felt like no one was watching even if they weren't too far away.

Sam glanced back to Jean with his admission of guilt to what had lead to now, "Theres some people you can't fix like that." He spoke out slinging the rifle to his back, "You did what was right for yourself. Just like I do the same for me." The dragon just stood quiet for a moment while he held his typically violent tongue, "Just try not to worry too much on what you could have done. Worry about now, because there's no going back to fix a mistake. All you'll do is shorten your life." He walked out, decked out head to talon ready for battle in an undershirt, that did little to hide his muscle structure like the coat did, covered with ammunition.

Yvonne gave a small giggle when Bernie asked if she was alright, "Yes, yes. I'm just fine. I'm perfectly fine." She answered back while peeling one of the many potatoes before her. Before she could really get into the rhythm, she jump in some surprise when he put his hands on her hips, "If this is how I'm going to be treated after barely a couple attempts then I'm very sure you're going to outright spoil me when I really start showing." She set the tools down and reached up to keep his head down so she could return the kiss, "And if you keep this up I'm sure I'll give you quite a few nights to remember."

Sam remained silent while Jean lead him down the pathway and to the armory down below. Once inside the inner soldier immediately drove him to the rifles and stacks of ammunition throughout. There was a quick search for bandoleres to carry as much ammunition as he could to prepare for a possible ambush. His coat and vest underneath dropped to the ground as he strapped himself up. When he finished getting ready, Sam turned to Jean while he was sending the message, "Once more into the breach." He muttered to himself as he first loaded and cocked the pistol slipped into the leather holster at his hip with the rifle following, "Here's hoping tonight is quiet." He passed by loaded up and ready for the possible conflict.

Yvonne blushed deeper seeing that wink and the confirmation of his excitement. She immediately drove her way into the pantry partly to keep from showing too much of her affection and the other to actually get everything ready for what Bernie explained would probably be one of the biggest dinner spreads she was likely to have seen in a long time, "Dont you think it might be a little early to be talking like I've been carrying for a while. We've only really just started" She answered back carrying as much as she couple carry, which she now noticed was a lot more than she had been able to not even a week ago, and set everything down to properly prepare.

Sam just groaned in defeat and further annoyance with how little, it seemed to him, Bernie seemed to care about the possibility of attack and the problems that each of his fail safe plans had. He glanced to Tracey and just leaned on his claw, "Do what you want agent. I know I'm a consultant in this whole mess, but ultimately you're the one calling the shots." He pushed himself off the wall and the general direction of where Bernie said the weapons and hideout was, "I'm going to load up what I can and run overwatch on the roof. If you need me for anything I'm going to be up there. Just try and tell your squad and sniper there's a gold lizard crawling up on the house and he's on their side." He tucked his claws into his pockets before disappearing down to grab something to ready himself for a potential ambush.

Yvonne let her smile seem to glow over her lips at the mention of him being her wolf man, "And I'm sure that I could give you a little reward if you keep yourself under control until then." Her eyes floated to the amount of meat suddenly pulled out, she froze there for a moment contemplating the idea that even with the guests they had, there would be a need for that much of a main dish let alone for anything else. She tucked herself to the side attempting to find something to make with the protein while trying not to intrude too much on the conversation about safety and being read to fight.

Sam glanced back at Tracey when she mentioned her experience dealing with hunters and larger opponents, "That's good, because if push comes to shove we might have to take the fight to them. I'll do what I can to keep the heat off of all of you." He adjusted himself do he was speaking to Bernie, "Hopefully it won't get so bad as to lose another house, but ten minutes is a long time to wait when you're taking fire. And that's assuming they've tripped whatever set up you have to alert them. If you've got any weapons I'd recommend getting them out and loaded as soon as possible." It seemed somewhat obvious that he wasn't exactly satisfied with their current situation, "You can call me paranoid all you want, but I'm trying to make sure that we all make it to the end of the night."

Sam took a small sigh of relief when Bernie seemed to comply with what he demanded then tucked his claws into his pockets, "If you have to then at least wait until I walk outside before you start."

Relief seemed to wash over Yvonne as well when Sam's features softened up as much as it was actually possible for the angled bone structure in his face. She started leaning in and running a hand over his stomach, "There, there. I'm sure you'll hold out until we can go back to being a newly wed couple. I'm sure it's just one night at most." She looked up at Bernie with amber eyes right until her stomach growled. It hadn't really dawned on her until just then, but she hadn't really had much to eat that day and the thought of dinner was definitely something to look forward to.

Sam shrugged his shoulders at the mention of food, "Sure. If you're offering." He took a few steps to the window closest, "But new house of not, if there were any other hunters given a tip about a wolf being up here then I'm sure more will come." After taking a quick peak outside he turned his attention to Tracey, "Nothing. I just don't like to stay in one place for too long. Especially when there might be a hostile force and plenty of bystanders to get themselves hurt in the process." After ensuring the immediate area was clear to turned to face Tracey, "How ready are you to take on an enemy force who's express purpose is to kill you and everyone like you?" He asked.

His eyes focused on Tracey's, "Regardless of needs, wants, or what you might have been feeling back there. That is going to be life until the mission is over. If you let your guard down for a moment, they will take advantage of it and they will kill you and everyone around you. Maybe that's just the lesson I've learned over the last millennia." He kept himself in a prepared stance watching Yvonne leaving the room to start up in the kitchen.

Sam rolled his eyes with the mention of staying where they were, "On two conditions. Try and tone down the sex talk. Might be normal for your type to talk like that, but I prefer to affect least try to be modest." He lifted up a hand with s single digit lifted up and brought up a second, "And second, there's needs to be a watch at all times until the night's over. If no one wants to I'll stay up all night to make sure we don't get ambushed in the middle of the night. If it happened once then it'll happen again." His body flashed gold for an instance to drop the illusion again.

Yvonne kept a watch on Sam when he walked back. The look of annoyance in his eyes sent chills down her spine and the urge to run was only hindered by the fact that Bernie was holding onto her, "I, um, don't have any problem with that." She looked down trying not to stare at anyone even if they were looking at her when she spoke up.

Yvonne quietly shrunk down again with a red streak now practically glowing on her face with the thought of 'alone time' even when there were other people in the room. It was almost surreal that he seemed to be so open about everything, "Maybe later." She spoke up softly, trying not to be heard by the others. Her eyes would cautiously flick to Jean and his son while they seemed to quietly let the woman and the now disguised lizard man talk. Despite no one in the room, much less her, were human and all seemed to be some sort of mythical creature, they all had very different behaviors especially when the matter of the Zmei's after hours activities.

Sam shrugged his shoulders at the prospect of Bernie having to call first, "He's always been the clandestine one, and after what happened I can't really blame him. I just figured you let him know and he'll manage to find me. Wouldn't be too surprised if he somehow tracked us down on the way up here to meet with you." He stopped in his tracks the moment that Bernie brought up a place to stay, "That would be up to the lady. I don't sleep much during a mission. Rarely do." His hand lifted to his breast pocket mostly out of habit only to remember that his cigarettes were gone.

He tilted his head back to look to Tracey, "No, she's not my type and I'm not hers. We work together and helps keep things organized when I'm on a job. If anything, I think you'd be more her type." With a small fluid motion he turned to face his partner for the mission, "Any particular reason why?"

Yvonne rubbed at her arm absentmindedly when Bernie asked about how she was holding up, "Sorry." She spoke softly trying not to sound like she was going to intrude on the conversation that she didn't feel she had a part of, at least until someone tries talking to her directly. Especially with the mention of of the lizard man in front of her getting laid and having blue balls, "I'm, just not used to all this just yet."

Sam, taking a look to Yvonne and seeing her shrinking down to make herself as invisible as possible, let out a small sigh and took to his feet seemingly through with the minor end of the conversation until it turned back into something mission specific about Steele, "Well, it's looking like we're starting to make your mate a bit uncomfortable. Maybe we can talk about this at some other point when you've got some info on where we can meet up with Steele. If you do find him out there, tell him the berserker is in town and wants to help." He made a small nod of his head like attempting to tip a hat that wasn't there before surprisingly walking out with barely a sound from the floor.

As Sam walked, he looked back to see if Tracey was following before he walked too far away, "And as for my assistant. She's a kumiho. Call her a kitsune and she'll eat your liver. Happened once or twice." With that there was a minor golden flash over his body to make him look like the middle aged man before he was back outside, "Enjoy the rest of the day Sheriff."

Sam rolled his eyes with the mention that it was possible that Ian once more could have fit in the equation, "The more I hear about this the more I wish I chased that dome of a bitch down and ripped out his spine before he became a pest to everyone." The annoyance of the news was broken up when Bernie told him he knew what he was and even met a bogatyr out Russia, "You know. Never thought it would be refreshing to hear your species name without having to correct them over and over again."

Yvonne watched the relaxed yet annoyed posture, along with the steady building rage in Sam's eyes, become much more jovial with the news. She still sought out some safety from the tall, yet still significantly shorter than her mate, golden lizard man set before her. She instinctively shrunk down into Bernie's side unsure of what she could add since she had more or less threw what he thought was an illusion off the newer male in the room.

Sam groaned and leaned his head into his hand with the mention of 'getting laid', "Its not bloodlust. I just get really caught up when someone is trying to attack me or my comrades. And for the hostility bit, " He casually tipped a thumb to point at Jean, "I was certain he was going to break his fist of my face on the ride over." One eye shifted to the still blushing agent near him, "And I'm not exactly looking for companionship right now. Just getting this mission done with and making it back to San Fran before my assistant decides she's going to find out what's taking so long."

Sam waved a hand dismissively at the mention of more than aspirin, "Oh trust me. Went through a lot more with a lot less back in the great wars. Both of them." While he waited for everything to get set up for him he rubbed up between his eyes with a small groan, "The world's been burning since the world's been turning." He muttered under his breath before looking up half expecting them all to look at him like he was nuts, "Don't mind me, just rambling like an old man." He tilted his head back, tossing the pills in his mouth and drinking down the offered water. Once empty he looked up at the much taller male, "Wonderful, headache inducing politics aside. How do you think this recent development is going to go? Because there's a good chance I might have to start stacking more bodies if this situation is half as bad as I'm expecting." He snapped his fingers in recollection while the swimming in his head started to fade away, "Which reminds me, someone either knew we were on our way up here or someone send a bunch of failed or exiled witchers up here to deal with you and we happened to be in the way. And they had a lot of werewolf killing tools and incendiaries. One of them had a flamethrower."

Yvonne's heart seemed to sink with the almost nonchalant manner that the reptile-man in front of her mentioned that someone had sent someone to kill Bernie after she barely gotten involved in this new life of hers, "How did you know that there were werewolf killing things?" She asked almost half afraid to find out what exactly he did to find out what he knew.

Sam arched a brow finally hearing Yvonne talking, and the fact that Bernie wasn't smacking her for speaking up seemed to show that he wasn't the source of her silence, "Because they shot me with a magazine of silver bullets enhanced with poison inscriptions and found several silver swords in the car." He tapped the holes in his shirt where the bullets impacted his chest and stomach hours before, "They seemed very surprised when they didn't drop me and their slag grenade did nothing either. Though judging by the looks you've been giving me throughout this conversation makes me think that doesn't surprise you. You don't see a middle aged man with grey hair do you? Tell everyone what you see."

Yvonne, adding onto the surprise that her life went topsy-turvy shortly after meeting and bonding with Bernie, simply nodded, "A gold scaled lizard man." She spoke in the most accurate manner that she could, hoping that she didn't accidentally insult him. The illusion dropped immediately after Yvonne made her comment showing what Sam really was in front of Bernie.

"No point in keeping the illusion up at this point now is there?" He stated with a small shrug whilst easing up like the concentration of keeping the illusion up was taking all his concentration and now he was actually relaxing, "And before you say anything. I'm not a weredragon. I've heard that so often in the last couple hours and I'm already tired of it."