Cara couldn't fully believe what they had just seen. Part of her wanted to check behind him at the bottom of the hill, and find the werewolf waiting to pounce. But that wasn't going to happen because this man lying in front of them was the werewolf.

She didn't know what to do. Andie did.

Andie slung her rifle over her shoulder and walked up to the man. She pulled out her pistol and steadied it over his head.

"Wait!" Cara cried out. Andie looked at her, a little surprised. Cara ran over to her. "We can't just shoot him. Not like this."

"Cara, I know its weird seeing him as a person, but it doesn't change the fact that he's cursed. Maybe he's a person now, but after a few minutes of rest he'll likely transform right back. And I don't know if you noticed based on all the bodies back there, but he is dangerous as fuck!"

Cara walked around to the other side of the man, took out the tranq gun she had stolen from the crew cuts and fired it into his neck.

"We'll keep him sedated so he doesn't change back," she said decisively.

"And then what? Cara, we're in the middle of no where."

"We'll call Bethany, maybe she can figure out a safe house we can take him to. She's got all sorts of crazy contacts and stuff they keep hidden for emergencies. We can keep him sedated long enough to take him somewhere. We'll just grab the tranq guns from the other mercenaries and–"

"Cara," Andie said pleadingly. She stepped over and took her hand. "Then what? He's a werewolf; sooner or later he'll change back, unless you want to keep him unconscious for the rest of his life. And what kind of a life is that?" Andie took a moment to gather her thoughts. "If the Imperial Cult sent mercenaries to capture him alive, they clearly have something planned with him. To stop them and to help him..." she gestured down to the man. "The best we can do is put him out of his misery."

Cara nodded, but when Andie raised her gun again, Cara stopped her once more.

"He's still there," she said. Everything Andie had said made perfect sense. Yet Cara knew in her heart it wasn't the right thing to do. "He's still him, whoever he was. Yes, we've never found a cure for lycanthropy, but until just now we'd never found a werewolf that could turn back to a human. There's something different about him. And maybe we can cure him. If we did, that would stop the Imperial Cult's plans just the same." She knelt down and took a closer look at his face. He was young, maybe younger than she was. "Our whole lives, we've dedicated to saving people. If there's a chance we can save him, we have to take it, don't we? Please."

Cara could see in Andie's eyes that she'd gotten through to her. She put her gun away with a sigh.

"You know we're taking a huge risk here." 

Cara nodded. 

"And if anything goes wrong, you're to blame." 

Again Cara nodded, a smile peeking on her face. 

"And you're taking full responsibility for him." 

Cara grinned. 

"Okay, what's the plan?"

That was a good question.