Sunrise

The sun couldn't have risen fast enough that night.
 
I approached the hole I'd toss Jake into with a mixture of emotions rushing through me.
This wasn't a situation I'd had to deal with.
So this morning would be interesting.
 
I crouched down above the hole. "Jake?" I called.
I knew he was in there. There was no scent of him leaving the area, and that worried me. Jake could climb out of anything, why hadn't he climbed out last night? Fear? Or had I injured him tossing him in like that?
 
I heard faint movement below, but he didn't respond back.
"Jake, are you alright?" I grimaced. "Okay, wrong question," obviously he wouldn't be, I'd changed into a wolf in front of him, attacked him, and put him down there in the first place.  "but...I'm not going to hurt you."
 
"Tell that to my arm." he muttered from below.
 
I exhaled. I'm sure he didn't think I could hear that, but I was glad to hear his voice. He didn't sound in pain. "Well, arm, I'm sorry for biting you last night." I responded. "If it's any consolation, you tasted awful. Burnt really."
 
I could imagine him rolling his eyes. I swallowed, glancing towards the rising sun. "Look, Jake, I don't have a lot of time. How far down are you? I can pull you up."
 
No response.
"You can't expect to stay down there forever do you? Come on Jake. You're safe enough with me at the moment."
Though if he took too much longer I would have to leave him. The Wolf hadn't been happy at my interference last night, his price for that had to be met soon. But at least I'd been able to catch a kill last night. That had been a fair bit of luck that.   
I heard faint movement below, the sound of dirt falling. Climbing.
"This would have been easier, if you hadn't tried to take my arm off, you know." he said, as his head popped over the edge.
"At least you sound calm enough." I responded back dropping my proffered hand when he ignored it.
 
"Oh, I had my hysterics after you left."
I winced. "I did warn you to leave it alone Jake."
He pulled himself out, his short ragged and torn where he'd pulled off a strip to bind his injured arm. "Well, I didn't expect you to change into a, a..."
"Werewolf." I supplied.
"And try to eat me." he finished, finally looking at me.
"I didn't eat you."
"You nearly took my head off!"
"Nearly, Jake!" I threw my hands up into the air. "I didn't did I?"
"Might as well have, do you know how deep that hole is? I could have broken a leg!"
"There was only so much I could do." I shot back. "I couldn't have you running to camp!"
"So why not kill me?" He asked. "Your secret would have stayed safe then!"
I took a step back. Ouch. "Do you think I would do tha...Jake," I shook my head. "We're friends. I trust you. Trust you more then I've trusted anyone." Besides, I wasn't a murderer.
"And what if your trust is misplaced?" he demanded. "What if I go tell the others what I saw?"
"Then my parents and I would be making a sudden move." I replied evenly enough. "We would disappear liked we'd never moved here, and the town would probably call you crazy." And I would probably have difficulty making close friends after that point too.
 
For some reason, that made him relax.
Honestly? Did he really expect me to kill him just for knowing this? I mean, there was the rest of the country, even the world to move to and no one else would be the wiser.
"Do they know?" Your parents?" He asked.
"Only my Dad." I glanced to the sun again. "Look, I don't have much time, Jake. Can we do the whole Q and A later?"
He narrowed is eyes. "Will there be a later?"
"Will you be telling the camp what happened?"
He gave me a measuring look, before shaking his head. "No."
Well, that was a relief. "Then, yes. There will be a later." I took a step towards him. "Here, let me see your arm."
With only a little hesitation he held it out. "I'm not going to become a werewolf too am I?" he asked.
"Ha." I unwrapped the shirt fragment from his arm revealing a rather deep and bloody bite mark. How had he managed to climb with this? It looked like I'd almost made it to the bone. "I'm not that type of werewolf. You'll stay human."
He sighed in relief. "Good, because you look awful,....what are you doing?"
He was worried about becoming a werewolf? Huh. I hadn't considered that. "I'm going to heal your arm." I replied, letting his comment about how I look slide. At least I wasn't covered in blood. "It's the least I can do for making you spend the night in a hole."
"Terrified you were waiting right outside to eat me."
"I had better things to do."
"Like what?"
"Eat something that tastes much better then you." It was a clean enough wound. It wouldn't take too much effort to fix it.
"And that was?"
"A doe. Hold still." I spat onto the wound, quickly rubbing my saliva into the bite marks. I kept a strong grip on Jake's arm as he tried to pull away.
"Hey!"
"Did you want me to lick you instead?" I said.
He stared at me incredulously. "No, but I don't want your spit infecting me either."
I shrugged. "I wouldn't either, but this saves you a long recovery period." I let him pull from my grip. Unbroken flesh met his eyes, and it was rather gratifying to see them bug out. 
"No. Way."
"A talent I have, even if it seems disgusting." I said with a shrug.  
He shook his head. "Magical healing spit. Who'da thought....Thanks."
My lips twitched. "It's the least I could do...for now." I exhaled. "Jake, I have to go. I'll explain why later, when I have more time, but...you're not going to see me for the next couple of days okay?"
He raised an eyebrow. "The next couple of days? Why?"
"It's...complicated." I couldn't just sit there and explain it. Not with time ticking. "Just, pretend you don't know where I went when the others ask about me alright?"

Catchya on the Flip Side.

Danny