Just Another Job

DISCLAIMER/AN: I put the characters as "Dean and Damon" so that people would know those were the two main fandoms (Supernatural and Vampire diaries). Dean and Damon are in no way in a relationship nor will they ever be in this story. It is not a romantic (or even friendly) pairing. :)

I do not own any of the Fandoms involved in this story.

You'll notice a lot of inconsistencies i.e. dead people are alive, time lines have flip-flopped, pairings are still in existence that might no longer exist, also I may have thrown in some of my own OTP's. I tried to stay in character but some characters might stray. Please do your best to go with me on this xD

Also, I have seen all the episodes/read all the books/seen all the movies of all of the fandoms included in this story so there may be accidental spoilers.

If you'd like to know all the fandoms included here's the list: if you don't want to know just keep scrolling and enjoy! :D

Fandoms included will be: Mostly it will centre around Supernatural and Vampire Diaries.

Supernatural

Sherlock

Resident Evil

Glee

Vampire Diaries

Gossip Girl

Downton Abbey

Dr. Who

Pretty Little Liars

Teen Wolf

Harry Potter

Twilight

High School Musical

Avengers

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Chapter 1:

"Are you sure this is the place?" Sam asked as Dean pulled the Impala into a parking space on the main street.

"What, the Mayberry vibe not your style Sammy?" Dean smirked. "Cas said there was a lot of activity going on here. Mystic Falls, Virginia."

"So let me get this straight. Cas says there is a nest of vampires here?" Dean nodded, "Werewolves too?"

"Yup. And get this, something new no one's heard of yet."

"Jefferson Starships?" Sam joked.

"Hybrids. These weird vampire werewolf hybrids. Called Bobby and he's doing some research for it, see if anything like this has ever happened before."

The brothers got out of the car and stretched, looking around the small town. "So, FBI?" Dean suggested.

"Could go in small, new to town, checking out the area?"

Dean shrugged, "Apparently these blood-suckers are completely assimilated. They have day jobs, and go to school."

"School?" Sam asked in disbelief. "This is just freak city. Where's the nest?"

"No clue. All I got from Cas was this town."

Dean spotted a sign for The Grille, tapped Sam and pointed. "Let's get some food and check out the local legends."

The pair walked through the square and into the small bar.

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Elena glared at Damon, "If you won't let me help then I'm just going to have to do it behind your back."

Stefan smirked, he loved watching Elena get all feisty; especially in arguments against his brother.

"Fine. But if you die I'm not bringing you back."

Elena changed from being hostile to slightly annoyed. "I'll be fine." she promised. "Besides, Tyler, Caroline, and you two are going to be taking all the dangers roles. I'm just bait."

"That's the most dangers role there is." Damon bit.

"Hey, it'll be fine." Stefan said in support of his girlfriend.

Damon spared Stefan a glare and took another shot.

"We don't even know for sure if they're hostile. Tyler said he wasn't sure." Elena reminded them.

"If Klaus is involved..." Stefan let the sentence hang in the air.

"I should go meet up with Caroline." Elena pecked Stefan on the lips, "Bye."

As Elena made to leave The Grille she spotted two people she'd never seen walking in, and turned quickly back to Damon and Stefan.

"Do you know those guys?" she asked quietly.

Stefan and Damon swiveled their heads in unison to see the newcomers who were approaching the bar.

Damon frowned, "Don't look familiar."

Elena could feel panic rising in her chest, "I thought they weren't going to be here until tomorrow."

"When have you ever known werewolves to be reliable?" Damon asked.

"That can't be them." Stefan tried to sound extra confident.

The strangers approached them at the bar, "Hi." the shorter one said with a charming smile. When no one responded he spoke again, "I'm Dean, this is my brother Sam. We're just passing through hoping to find a place to stay the night. You know of any in town?"

Elena recovered her manners first, "Hi. The Mystic Falls Inn should have a room."

"Great. And where is that?" Dean asked, maintaining his charming smile.

"Just down the block, around the corner. Big, blue, three story Colonial. Can't miss it."

"Thanks."

Elena smiled in return, "No problem."

Stefan stood up, "We should go meet up." Elena nodded and followed Stefan out of the bar. Damon lingered, waiting to inquire about the boys or for them to offer information.

Matt came out from the kitchen and spotted Sam and Dean, "Hi, can I get you guys anything?"

"Hello, two beers and a couple of burgers would be great. Thanks."

Matt grabbed two bottles, uncapped them, and sat them on the bar before disappearing back into the kitchen.

"Where you passing to?" Damon asked, looking over to Dean and Sam who had each taken a seat.

"Excuse me?" Dean asked.

Damon nodded to the door, "You told my friend you were just passing through, passing through to where?"

"To see family." Dean said vaguely.

"Where ya from?" Damon tried.

"All over." Dean replied.

"You're evasive."

"You're inquisitive." Sam spoke up for the first time. "We're from Lawrence, Kansas. We're heading up to visit our Uncle Bobby, and we've been driving a while so we thought we'd crash in a hotel for a change."

"I didn't mean to pry." Damon said in a smooth tone that he'd mastered to get on people's good sides, "We just don't typically get a lot of tourists."

"It's a cute town from what we've seen."

Matt came back with their burgers and set them down.

"Thanks."

"Anything else?" he asked.

"We're good." Sam said with a placating smile.

Matt nodded to them before turning his attention to Damon, "Damon, Jeremy called and said to meet him at Bonnie's, and to turn your phone on jackass."

Damon rolled his eyes and finished his drink. "Thanks Matt." he stood up to leave but turned back to Sam and Dean, "Enjoy your visit."

"Thanks." Dean watched Damon leave the bar and turned back to Sammy. "Did he seem kind of -"

"Nosy?"

"I got a weird vibe from him."

"Check it out?" Sam asked.

Dean looked at the burger in his hand, "Maybe later." he said and began eating.

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The Inn was a giant blue Colonial just as the girl had promised. It was not however the quaint Inn they'd been expecting. It was overrun with -

"Teenagers?" Sam asked.

There were teams of students laughing and giggling and on a few occasions singing.

Dean approached the desk, the woman behind which seemed to be flustered and overwhelmed.

"Oh, are you another group?" she asked fearfully.

"Uh, no. We are just in need of one room."

"Oh, well I'm sorry we're completely booked." she said, searching in her computer for something.

"Booked? We were under the impression you'd have a room, just for one night."

"I'm sorry. You'll have to try the Barkers place."

"The Barkers?"

"It's the other Inn across town. I'm completely swamped with the music competition. All of the Glee clubs are staying here this weekend, I am completely out of rooms. I've been sending a few over to Barkers but Cindy should still have a room or two. I'm sorry boys."

"Glee club." Dean looked around again. That explained all of the singing teenagers.

"Excuse me ma'am," an average height man with curly hair walked up to the woman.

"Yes? Will correct?" She smiled at him as though she wasn't stressed about the twenty teenagers running through her foyer.

"Do you have any extra cots we could rent from you? With only four rooms it's going to be quite a challenge to find sleeping arrangements."

"That's our fault. We joined the competition later and just booked the last two rooms." a young teenage boy interrupted. "Troy Bolton of the East High Wildcats!"

"Will Schuester, Lima's New Directions." the pair shook hands. "It's good to see fresh competition. Don't you have a supervisor?"

"Ms. Darbus," Troy nodded over to an eccentric and frazzled looking woman who seemed to be counting heads.

"I should introduce myself." Will took off and Troy looked to Sam and Dean.

"What high school are you from?" Troy asked.

"We aren't here for the glee competition." Dean's mouth had a hard time working around the word 'glee'.

"Oh." Troy looked back to the owner.

"Come on Sammy, let's go."

The pair walked hastily back to the Impala. "So, we're hunting a whole clan of weird-ass freaks, in the middle of a. . . glee convention?"

"Competition." Sam corrected automatically.

"Great. So it's basically going to be a singing, dancing, buffet for whatever's out there."

"Looks like it."

Dean got in the car and keyed the ignition. "I'm telling you Sammy, I don't like this one bit."

"It's definitely going to be risky. I mean, if the vampires and werewolves are both out for blood..."

"Not to mention whatever those weird hybrids are up to."

Sam was shaking his head. "Have you thought about the fact that this job might be too big for us?"

Dean looked at Sam for a moment, concentrating on his answer. "Someone's got to do it." he said before driving off to find the other Inn. He only prayed it wouldn't be overrun with perky teenagers.