Steve sighed, then turned to look at Andy. "Don't let Rodney fool you. He plays it off with his 'werewolf good, vampire better' bit, but he's fully devoted to the team and we're lucky to have him -- even if he can only safely come out at night. He can also turn into a wolf, which is not a skill all dracs bother to develop."
Veronica nodded. "He can be a bit of an ass at times, but he comes through when it counts."
Andy sighed. "Don't mind me. I'm probably just cranky from the whole 'having my life completely derailed' thing."
Steve huffed an almost-laugh. "Yeah, well, no reason you shouldn't be."
"Do we have books?" asked Andy. "Or an Internet connection?"
"Books yes, Internet no," Veronica told him. "It's too much of a security risk. We swap out phones every time we go out on this kind of assignment, too."
Well, that figures, Andy thought. "All right. I'm going to go find something to read."
Steve nodded. "If you're curious, find the bathroom and take a look at yourself in the mirror. I don't know what happened in your dream, but you look just about as good as wights ever get."
"Oh?" asked Andy. He tilted his head for a long moment, then went to go find out.
Rodney accosted him as soon as he got inside. "Hey, kid. Sorry I pissed you off." He actually sounded sorry, which was something of a miracle as far as Andy was concerned. Most grownups weren't very good at apologizing. "I like annoying my co-workers, but they're used to it. Didn't mean to catch you too."
Andy stopped, studied him, then nodded and offered his hand. "Fresh start?" he asked. "I don't think I'm doing my best either."
Rodney snorted. "You've been a wight for what? Three days?"
"Maybe?"
Rodney nodded. "Rough time. Remind me later, and I'll tell you how I was when I was first turned." He glanced back at the door to the garage. "Meanwhile, I'm going to go settle back before my co-workers realize I'm trying to be a decent person." He reached out, shook Andy's hand, and then quickly retreated to something that looked like a living room.
"Bathroom?" asked Andy.
"First door on the left." Rodney called back.
Andy drew a deep breath which didn't help at all -- being undead definitely had its drawbacks -- and went to go look at himself in the mirror.
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