The Baroness

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Lawrence County, South Dakota

She hadn't been expecting to stay in town this long but Basha had insisted. The full moon was shining down on her as she exited the hotel feeling the cool night air on her skin. She had always been a night person but after all these years the darkness had began to wear thin. Basha had promised he'd be home before sunrise but this was Basha she was talking about. The last time she had left him alone in a town they had been chased throughout Utah by a bunch of Mormon fathers with pitchforks. It was better to check on him before he got in any sort of trouble, pitchforks hurt.

It was a little past one when she heard a man stalking up behind her, he was breathing heavily and smelled of stale hops. As she sped up hoping he was to drunk to worry about the chase three more of his buddies gathered behind him. Before she knew it a glass bottle was smashed into the side of her head and the thugs were pulling her into a nearby alley. The largest one grabbed the Baroness by the throat and sneered at her, hissing and showing off his yellowing fangs.

"Oh honey you don't know who your messing with," the Baroness said and with that pulled out the dagger she had been concealing and thrust it into the vampires head. The next monster lunged at her nearly side swiping his friend but she was too quick. As dagger head doubled over in pain she grabbed the other knife that was hidden in her coat and sliced bad guys number two and three off at the throat. Bad guy number one, the hops smelling one had managed to grab her from behind catching her off guard for a second but she quickly recovered. Grabbing a plank of wood off the alley floor she made quick work bashing in bad guy number one before using a broken end to lop off dagger head's head. Bad guy number one managed to get on his knees kneeling before her as the Baroness came from behind and Henry the 8th his sorry self.

"Damn it, I got blood all over my shirt," she whispered as she walked away from the violent and bloody scene, maybe Bash wasn't the only one who was going to get in trouble tonight.

Dean sat drinking a beer on the weather beaten couch outside Bobby's house while he waited for Sam to come back with the food and the pie. He, Bobby, Sam and Rufus had been working a job nearby for nearly a week now and they weren't any closer to figuring it out. Seven people had died at a local restaurant due to complete blood loss without a single mark on them. At first Sammy thought it was Vamps but there was not tearing, no bite marks not even a paper cut. It had them stumped and Dean did not like to be stumped. He also didn't like to when he started referring to himself in third person. It was nice he thought however to take a break and just work on a case, no apocalypse, no angels or demons just a couple of hunters trying to protect the innocent people of Lawrence County, South Dakota. It felt good; it was what dad had taught them.

As he took another sip of his beer he straighten up to see Sammy driving up in his beloved Impala. No girl, could ever understand Dean the way that car could. As Sam came to a stop he could see that something was troubling him, he had his oh no something else has happened I need to research face on. His loved his kid brother but no one should enjoy research that much.

"Hey Sammy you get the pie?" Dean called out over the porch railing as Sam tried to get all food filled plastic bags out of the car with as much dignity as possible.

"Yes Dean I remembered the pie, I only forgot that one time and that was Ruby's fault, " Sam replied.

"So we're back to blaming Ruby for stuff hey?" Dean said grinning at his little brother. Sam shook his head and headed inside to tell Bobby what Dean had said.

Dean smiled again, took another sip of beer and followed him inside to hear whatever Sam had found out. Just like old times he thought.

Sam stood at the table in Bobby's kitchen handing the food to Rufus as Bobby rolled into the room. Dean's heart broke every time he saw his quasi uncle. Bobby had lost so much to the war and the supernatural. His legs, his wife, Pamela, Ellen, Jo, he'd even lost Dean himself for a few months, but the less Dean thought about that period of time the more sane his was and the less he had to drink.

"I stopped by the coroner's office on the way back to see if they had discovered anything else and found out that four more bodies were discovered in an alley in town last night," Sam announced so they were all up to speed.

"Same MO?" Bobby asked as he made his way through the food bags.

"No, they had been beheaded, pretty gruesomely too from what I saw, I know this may sound crazy but I think they might have been Vampires, maybe even the ones that had killed all those people," Sam answered. Dean saw that he was worried that the three other hunters in the room were about to shoot his idea down in flames.

"Oh crap," Bobby and Rufus said in unison.

"I told you she'd do something attention grabbing and stupid, she can't help herself," Rufus said his eyes shooting dangers at Bobby.

"She's probably not even in town yet I only called Monday night plus your mistaking her with Bash," Bobby answered wheeling himself out of the room obviously not wanting to continue the conversation.

Sammy confused by the exchange happening without them piped in with nearly exactly what Dean himself had been thinking.

"Who are you talking about, another hunter because if it is shouldn't we be thanking him."

"Not him, she and she is dangerous," Rufus said standing up from the table making his way over to where Bobby couldn't escape what was going on.

"She's an old friend and a specialist in this sort of area, she helped me build the damn panic room. We were stumped and it seems very possible by the mess Sam found she helped us you idjit," Bobby said.

Rufus, if possible was now even more sombre than before.

"I don't trust her and you know damn well why."

Dean looked at Sam and could tell he was just as baffled about who the two old hunters were fighting about, but whoever it was he had to give her, him, whoever props for taking out four vamps.

"It'll be fine Rufus, she'll show up here soon you know the Baroness, she loves to make an entrance."