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Caleb watched her carefully, but couldn't piece her hints together. "Something's...phone? And it's hidden?" He shook his head.

She got exited and wagged her tail. She nugged the phone again and whined. Come on you are so close.

"Should we just go to the hospital? How funny would that be. I'd be like, yeah, um, this is my pet." Caleb tried to laugh, but he was still worried about the fight Ian and Christine had. "Would that be too weird?"

She whined again and shook her head. She moved from one place to another. he isn't there caleb. Ian isn't there.

Caleb cocked his head to the side. He'd let her think it out. Maybe he went the wrong direction with the fight. Maybe there wasn't even a fight. "Does it, um whatever it is, involve Ian?"

Christan happy barked and wagged her tail. She then hid her head under the blankets. She pulled her head out and looked at him.

Her hint still didn't make sense to him. "He's...hiding? Oh, is he sick or something?" He thought on that for a second. "Can you guys get sick?"

No, that wasn't right. "Sleeping?" That wouldn't make her all fluffy and stuck though. "Sorry, Christine. I dunno." He felt awful for not knowing. This obviously was very serious, leaving her all out of sorts and him out of ideas.

She barked at him Hidding was close. She then started pawing at the blankets and looking around. She shook her head then looked back at Caleb. Can't find him come one Caleb your smart you can do this.

Caleb raised a skeptical eyebrow. "He's...hiding?" From what? He was scared of what could cause Ian to hide. "Do we have to hide?" He picked up his phone and started to scroll through his contacts. Ever since he met Cole, he had legitimate friends in his phone. Not just family and junk. Now, if only he could remember that guy who played as mentor for Christine. When none of the names rang a bell, he tossed his phone back on the bed.

She growled and bit her lip, got this was getting frustrating. No Caleb. She jumped off the bed looked under the bed continued to look around the room then looked back at Caleb. Come on please?

"What are you looking for?" Caleb tried to follow her, but ended up moving around in circles just trying to keep up with her. This was all so confusing.

She wasn't scared right now she wanted to smack since into her brother. She was frustrated. She felt her body shift but didn't think anything of it. What she was thinking though came out of her mouth. "Damit Caleb he is missing." She blinked when she talked and realized she was naked she scrambled to get a blanket.

Caleb spun so fast he felt his organs take a second to get back in position. "Jesus, Christine!" What she had said hadn't quite sunk in yet. "So um, like, your clothes don't shift with you or what?" She better be as embarrassed as he is right now. Buh.

She found a blanket and wrapped it around herself. "No.. clothes don't shift with me." God she hurt in her evey where. " I should.. get clothes on." She walked from the room.

He mumbled in agreement. That was super awkward. A little voice in his head told him this wouldn't be the only occurrence. He shuddered at the thought. No thank you. He tried to distract from that by recalling what her hints had finally led to. What had she said? Oh, yeah. Apparently hidden and missing are, like, the same now. Wait. Caleb's mouth went dry. Ian was...

"What?!" He ran out his room and toward Christine's. He tripped over himself trying to stop before her door. It was open just enough to remind he did not want to se the naked female form for a long time. Landing with a loud crash, he scrambled to get back to his feet before she could catch him.

She had gotten used to getting dress quickly. From that short amount of time when they where actually training her to be a were wolf. She adjusted her shirt as she looked out the door at her fallen brother. He was really wierd someitmes.

"He is missing, his aunt called me they called the police." She bite her lip trying to stay calm.

Caleb shook his hair back in his face. "I don't get it. He's a busy guy. Maybe he just hasn't been around?"

"He is busy yea, but he is only ever certain places. He is none of those and he hasn't checked in with them or me." She said playing at the end of her shirt that nervous sad feeling starting up again.

"Um." He swallowed hard. She had a few good points. "Okay. What um? I dunno. What can I do to help?" He scratched his head, not sure what to do. Obviously.

"I don't know I"m scared... And that makes this.." *She rolled her shoulders trying to get the tingly feeling to go away* "Hard to control."

He couldn't help with that. But that guy could. The one he tried to call earlier. "Did you call whatshisface?" He stuffed his hands in his front pockets. Her twitches made him twitchy.

*She tilted her head at him as she tried to place that.* "What's his face?" *She said a confused look on her face. Oh wait.* "Adrien?"

"Yeah!" His one visible eye widened. "Have you called him yet?" If anyone had answers, it might be him. Honestly though, he had no clue but that was the last thing he wanted Christine to know.

Christine shook her head and slide her hands into her pockets. "I.. I don't have a number for him. They left."

"Oh." Disappointment hit hard before he could think of another person to contact. Seriously though, that guy was supposed to be the ace in the hole. Or something. "Um. What about whatsherface? Ian's work friend boss thing."