"Not knowing?" She asked with a quirk of an eyebrow. "Not knowing what in particular? About what happened?" He had asked who he'd attacked on the network, claimed to not remember..."Why wouldn't you tell him?"

She sighed and laid a hand on her neck, covering the spots from the puncture wounds that his fangs made that were still healing. "I was out walking, he came up behind me and tried to get me to go into the forest. I suggested that we go visit my...the ship that I reside on instead because something seemed off, and after we rounded a corner he tossed me up against a wall and bit me. I tried to shoot him, he knocked the gun from my hand, I tried to fight him...and then I collapsed in a great big pile of victim from loss of blood, I imagine, and that's where Dean found me some time later."