CHAPTER 1 (The Unexpected Return)

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It's been a few weeks since Dean had disappeared. He left Sam alone, and even though he did everything to try to get him back it was just impossible. Dean was and will always be his brother his companion, his best friend and now without Bobbi and Castiel is impossible for him to try to get him back, he is not in heaven so it doesn't matter how many times Sam prays, he is not in hell so making a deal with Crowley was out of the question plus he wouldn't even help him. Sam is alone. Getting out of the hunting gig was the one thing that helped him get up everyday. But for now Sam had to keep going, trying to find Dean even if there's no way out of wherever he is. Once again he lay in his bed and prayed for Castiel.

"Castiel, please wherever you are. Please help me get my brother back" Sam said as he closed his eyes and waited for a singed of some sort of light anything that would bring his hopes up for a little, but nothing not even a flickering light.

Sam was sitting in a cheap motel room like always, drinking a cup of coffee and reading the crime section in the local newspaper, he didn't find anything unusual, well maybe the one murder that it looked like it might be a vampire. Sam sighted and kept reading the murder was in New Orleans, he haven't been there for a while and well why not go? Maybe he would distract himself a little or maybe 'light up' a little like his brother used to say. Once again memories of them together in the car singing and joking made him smirk.

"Alright, let's do this" He said to himself and put his suit on. He then checked out of the motel and got in his brother's car, it was his car now but in his mind it would never be rightfully his. The drive wouldn't be that long, he would arrive in Louisiana in just a few hours.

Once there, Sam got himself checked in at a local motel. It wasn't too late do he decided to go and investigate, he went to the local police department, where he introduced himself as an FBI agent detective Dante.

"What's the story?" Sam asked to the local sheriff.

"Well, is the second murder this week, same as the other one, the neck wound and a high amount of blood lost" The sheriff said to Sam looking at him a little suspiciously. "Why does the FBI cares about a murder in New Orleans, don't you have to deal with bigger fish in the sea?"

Sam turned to look at him raising his eyebrow. "Is there a problem, officer? Do I need to call my superior?" He said to him, trying to sound cool. The officer just backed off and let Sam examine the body. He was right it was a vampire, who had created this murders, but why? Sam was here to find out.

- Next Morning.

Another day, another day to survive once again he prayed to Castiel, even when the prayers were not responded, he still didn't loose his hope. Where was his brother? Was he ghost? If so why haven't he tried to contact him. Anyway, Sam got out of bed not that he really slept. He took a shower and with regular civilian clothes he went around town, asking questions around town trying to get to the bottom or maybe to the nest of vampires who was causing this.

Around 6 in the aftermoon, Sam got hungry he walked into a local dinner and ordered a salad and a protein shake. He read the murder files over and over again trying to see if missed something. When his food arrived Sam didn't even look up he was still reading the files.

"You never stop, do you Sammie?" A female voice said as she placed the plate over the table. Surprised Sam looked up, he was shocked. His eyes widened in disbelief.

"Ruby?" Sam asked, trying to find the words, but nothing came out of his mouth.