Connor wished he had the time to bury he werewolf. No doubt someone would come across it, and freak, but what else could he do? He hesitated, looking up at the sky. He went over to the body, and pulled it over behind a collection of trees and bushes. He would come back during the day and bury it then. If it was safe to do so, and if no one had found it. 

He collected up all the bullet shells quickly, and headed back to the car. "That was entertaining. You did well. Lets get out of here now" He said, buckling in and waiting for Elizabeth to do so. When she had, he began to drive, conscious of the time. He may have sped a bit, but reached the town about thirty minutes before sun up. 

He found an inn, exhausted, and rented a room. He checked it out, making sure it was sun proof, and unloaded their gear. "You sleep. I'm going to go see about burying that wolf" He said with a yawn, "I'll be back in a few hours, and will try and sleep a bit as well"