Charles couldn't say he was heartbroken, but he was a bit disappointed that he would see no action tonight. Not that he was a womanizer, but women hardly threw themselves at him often, and when he finally caught one, someone had to tear her out of his hands. But he maintained a diplomatic expression as the two sisters spoke amongst themselves, and Nina decided that she would adhere to the older Callaway's wishes. "<strong>I think I have made a terrible first impression Charles,</strong>" she said, and he was halfway inclined to agree... But the other half of him was saying 'no, I miss that girl already', but he smiled and hugged her close, more of a friendly than an amorous expression. "It's no problem," he said into her shoulder. "I think we both got a little caught up."<br/><br/>After a moment they disentangled, and he looked to Danielle, giving a slight nod of his head, conceding to her authority. She was as protective as a mother wolf looking after her pups... And he imagined she bit nearly as hard.<br/><br/>"I'd love to drive you home," he said to Nina, turning back to her. He was a little buzzed, but it was nothing to worry about. He had driven in worse conditions before. He lead her to his beloved pickup and opened the passenger door for her, as gentlemanly as ever, climbing into the drivers side himself. For a moment he said nothing, too lost in his own thoughts as he started the engine, the big pickup purring awake under his touch. They pulled out of the bar's parking lot, and under her direction they made their way to the Callaway home.<br/><br/>"If you're not doing anything tomorrow... Well, if you're not fighting a raging headache, I'd love to take you on a real date. Maybe with less alcohol," he mused, grinning. One of his hands left the wheel and wrapped around Nina's hand.<br/><br/>They sure lived a good ways out of town, Charles thought to himself as he settled the car in front of their home. For a moment the two said nothing, then finally he leaned closer to her for a kiss. In private, they could be much more bold, but Charles figured he would stay with his promise to be nice tonight. After a moment he pulled his lips away from her, and opened his mouth to speak. That was when he smelled it. Another lycan... It was easy to smell with the window cracked. He made a curious expression, one that quickly turned to horror as the pickup was slammed onto its' side, and torn apart by their attacker. Charles had driven without a seatbelt on; a half-drunk oversight on his part, and when the car flipped onto its' passenger side, he fell into Nina's lap, landing on his shoulders against the glass of her window.<br/><br/>He was dazed and unresponsive for a moment, and watched numbly as the driver's side door was ripped off of its' hinges and a Lycan face peered in, snarling for a moment before leaving suddenly. His vision turned dark for a moment as he threatened to pass out, but he somehow held on. "Are you... Alright?" He asked her weakly. Charles could feel the claws of his fingers slowly reverting back to normal human fingers, the transformation quickly reversing as his adrenaline levels went down. It was dark outside, and dark inside of the cab of the truck; He prayed that she didn't notice anything.