She looked at Anne apologetically. For reason unknown to her, she liked being here with Anne and William. Perhaps because they'd helped her before. Also, Anne protected her from the Moonlight Clan...it was uncalled of for a human. Somehow she felt happy for it. Other werewolves wouldn't believe that a Hunter would risk their life to protect a werewolf though, it's just something strange. Aria didn't know why Anne would do it to her, but she was thankful.
"I...I'll go check on Will..." she left Anne on the couch to rest. At that moment, the phone rang. And again. And again until the voice mail service activated. And then, it was HIS voice. "Hey, Sarah Anne. This looks bad. Mind if I drop by? I'm literally right in front of your apartment," a chuckle was heard across the line. And right there on the run down street was Van Helsing. Debris from those werewolves' rampage was still scattered around him.