Desperate times call for desperate measures

By

Ava Brett

Disclaimer

The characters of John, Sam and Dean Winchester do not belong to me in any shape or form

The characters of Jacob, Olivia and Mason Matthews however do belong to me. Please do not use the without first asking permission.

Author Note

Now I know it may look like I'm putting up a brand new story but it is in fact not. I wrote several stories and posted them under different user names a while ago trying out new things ect and I've decided to move them all over to this account so I can have all my supernatural stories together under one name.

I wrote this months ago and I found my initial story plan for it on my computer yesterday and I figured that it seemed quite good so I would finish it rather then just abandon it like my original plan had been. My profile author note still stands but Chapter two of this shall be put up soon because I had put it up before. Once they are all transferred I shall delete the old accounts… does that makes sense?

I've always been fond of the Matthews family which I created for this story (So find that I might use them in another story) and hopefully you will be to.

The story is set in season one just after episode fifteen so everything which has happened before then obviously counts. I like to think of this as a missing adventure for Sam and Dean.

Although they are missing from this chapter I promise you they will be in the next chapter and Dean will of course feature heavily.

Anyway I hope you'll give it a chance and enjoy.

Overall Summary

When Sam goes missing on a case it's up to Dean to try and find him before he turns up dead like the other victims. Forced to work with two other Hunters whose own brother is missing, it's a race against time and one which they can't afford to lose. Dean is determined to get Sam back, no matter what the cost is.

Chapter Summary

Jesus Christ it was freezing…

Overall Romance

There is none in this story

Spoilers

Story is set after season one, episode fifteen so anything before that will be taken into consideration.

Chapter One

Mason

Jesus Christ it was freezing.

Mason Matthews glanced around him, rubbing his cold hands together and wished that he hadn't ruined his gloves during their previous hunt up in New York City. He should have brought some new ones but there hadn't been time, this hunt had flagged up mere hours after they had wasted the shape shifter and it had been a straight four and a half hour drive. His sister had noticed of course and suggested that he borrowed a pair from their older brother but he had ignored her, sinking down further on the comfortable back seat and turning his music up acting as though he couldn't hear a word she was saying. Olivia always seemed to have an answer or a sensible suggestion for any situation which arose and it really pissed him off something chronic. The only thing which pissed him off more then that was when she actually turned out to be right which was often.

Mason glanced up at the dark sky above him, wrapping his arms around himself in an attempt to get warm and stamped his feet against the ground. If this thing didn't turn up soon then he was going to end up freezing to death. Shaking his head he allowed his mind to drift back to his previous thoughts.

There had been absolutely no way in hell though that Mason was going to ask Jacob to lend him some gloves or show the older man that he was uncomfortable in any way. He had barely been able to talk his brother into allowing him to play the bait for the hunt, it had been a close thing as it was especially when he managed to catch a stomach bug the previous week. If he let Jacob know that anything was wrong then that would be it, he would be yanked off the case and he knew from experience that once his brother had made up his mind about something then that tended to be it, he simply didn't change it again. The fact that Olivia was probably moaning at him about what a bad idea it was to put Mason out there as a potential victim in the first place wasn't helping his cause.

Jacob tended to listen more to Olivia then he did to him, most likely because Mason was the baby of the family.

A slight noise caught his attention from down the alley. He stilled, looking towards the sound, his eyes narrowing as he tried to figure out whether the noise was made from the vampire they were hunting or something else. He stared at the area long enough that his eyes started burning before slumping down with a sharp feeling of relief, an amused smile coming to his face when a cat suddenly appeared from a pile of rubbish, streaking away and leaving Mason alone with his thoughts again.

God he wished the vampire would appear already so he could gank it and go and get himself a cup of coffee from the diner across the street, it looked like it was still open regardless of the late hour. He wondered briefly whether he could text one of his siblings and ask them to go and get him a cup but he pushed the thought away, it simply wasn't worth the lecture he knew he would receive if he did it.

Biting down on his lower lip Mason began going through the case in his mind in an attempt to keep his thoughts away from how cold he was.

There had been a series of deaths in Nashua, New Hampshire. Men were simply disappearing off of the streets; reappearing weeks later, untouched but completely drained of every drop of blood that the body should have possessed. They had researched the case thoroughly and discovered that the block of apartments which Mason stood next to seemed to be the place where most of the men had gone missing from. He knew he had fitted the victim profile perfectly and yet the vampire hadn't turned up yet and instead he was left standing on the street corner, freezing cold, wishing with every fibre of his being that he could have a hot drink and probably looking like a cheap hooker waiting for a pick up.

He resisted checking his watch for the fifth time, he had only been standing there for ten minutes but somehow it felt like much longer.

Mason pulled his thick coat closer around him, letting out a bored sigh, his eyes automatically dropping to stare at the mist the action produced. He might have been bored but at least he was actually here, doing something instead of being made to stay behind, out of harms way with a book thrown at him for him to research from. His siblings were way too protective of him in his opinion and it pissed him off no end. He could get it if he was shit but he knew he wasn't, he was a quick competent fighter who could look at a situation and be able to assess it within minutes but it still wasn't enough. He knew he was just as capable as Olivia; he simply needed to prove the point to Jacob. Maybe if he ganked the vampire without their help then his brother would finally stop looking at him like he was a kid and instead start looking at him as though he was someone he could rely on.

He was beginning to get there though, he could tell.

He couldn't help the small glimmer of satisfaction that went through him when he remembered the expression on Olivia's face when he had pointed out to them both that he would need to be the bait for this plan to work. Of course Olivia had immediately piped up, arguing the point with him but Mason had ignored her for once. His attention fixed on Jacob, who remained silent watching him with an appraising look. It had felt like it had lasted for hours but it had been mere minutes before his brother had nodded and agreed that this would be Mason's show. He could take the lead point for once and Jacob and Olivia would be his back up. Mason hadn't been able to stop the grin which covered his face, especially when he caught sight of Olivia staring at him with an open mouth and a look of complete disbelief on her face.

There was no way in hell that Mason was going to allow the fact that he had been sick to take this one chance away from him, not when it meant that he could show Jacob that he was just as capable as Olivia, if not more so, when it came to hunts. It had taken a few days to talk Jacob into continuing with the plan once he had fallen sick but he had managed it by pointing out that the vampire would only be around for another week according to the information they had found. If they waited for Mason to be a hundred percent then they would lose their prey and they had no way of knowing how to find him again.

Olivia had tried to argue against the point, stating that Mason's reflexes wouldn't be as sharp as they should be and he could easily make a mistake and end up being hurt. She had suggested that one of them be the bait instead, but as Jacob had wearily pointed out to her, neither of them fit the right victim type for the vampire. If they went out there then the vampire would simply pass them straight by and pick another victim, a victim who wouldn't be able to fight back or defend themselves. Mason did fit the profile and therefore it would be Mason who would have to wait it out. They couldn't risk the vampire getting his hands on another victim when they could prevent it.

Admittedly they could probably have located the creature again but it would have taken time and as Mason pointed out to them both, Time was running out for someone else.

That one comment had swung Jacob firmly to his side.

His brother might have been a self righteous ass at times but he did care about what happened to people around them, it was one of things which Mason admired the most about him. Olivia had glared at the pair of them but she had remained silently clearly able to tell that on this one occasion she was well and truly beaten.

They had always lived by one simple rule.

Jacob was in charge and what Jacob said went.

If Jacob said Mason was going then that was it, Mason was going.

Of course if the vampire didn't turn up then the whole thing would have been a waste of time instead and they would have to sit down and try and figure out where the hell they had gone wrong.

"Hello, I believe that you have been waiting for me have you not?"

Mason hissed, swinging around from the main street, his eyes widening in surprise as they landed on the figure now in front of him, watching him with cold unfeeling eyes which sent a shiver down Mason's spine.

It didn't make sense.

There was no way that the creature could have got the drop on him, not with the way he had positioned him self. The only way he could have done it was if he appeared out of thin air and Mason knew that vampires couldn't do that.

His last thought as the creature moved, evading his knife and grabbing at his wrist with an icy hand was that the thing holding him wasn't a vampire and that Olivia had been right after all.

Author Note

Dean and Sam will be making their first appearance in the next chapter.

Thanks for reading!