Connor let out a relieved breath, and lowered his gun, putting the safety on and slipping it in the waistband of his pants. He looked up as she got out the car, and went to catch her before she fell. He sighed, and helped her up, gripping tight so he wouldn't slip on the sunscreen and drop her. Seeing she was shaky, he simply scooped her up, and headed to the farm house. 

"Vampires can get shock too" He said with amusement, "best to rest and get warm" He said, setting her down on the seat on the porch of the farm house, taking out a set of keys, he unlocked the door to a living area. In the middle of a living area was a large devil's trap, usually covered by a mat that he had forgotten to cover back over with. By the door were silver chains, which he used to help out a local werewolf combat her monthly moon problem. He normally locked her up in chains in the basement, but had needed to get the chains treated again and had just dumped them there when he'd gotten them back. 

Guns, weapons, and other hunting gear littered the bench in the kitchen, but there were a few dirty dishes in the sink from the day before that indicated some cooking got done in the place. He left the door open, "Come on, I'll get you a blanket. Sorry, I don't have blood handy, except Bessie in the stables, and you're not drinking from her. My horse. See, I can so be a cowboy" He laughed, setting his jacket on the hook by the door. 

"Use to be my grandfathers farm, and now its mine. With a little adaptions of course" He said, "In the fact its no longer just a farm" He chuckled