Funny Running Into You Chapter 1, a supernatural fanfic

I'm back with another go at the Supernatural universe, this time one for Sam Winchester. I'm writing this for a friend and I can never say no to a Supernatural prompt. I hope you all enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing but my OC and idea. All others mentioned belong to the creators of Supernatural and the actors.

There's More Than Just Us

Demons are a blight on this world but thankfully, I have the tools to rid this world of that blight. It doesn't hurt that I like killing those unholy bastards but that's just me. Why do I get a kick out of killing demons? Well, they robbed me of my family and I'm just merely repaying the favor. At least, that was how I thought about demon hunting before meeting the Winchesters. Leave it to men, specifically tall dark and handsome ones, to ruin my way of thinking.

My intel is rarely bad. Bobby Singer, long time friend and fellow hunter, has never led me astray with intel. Well, there was that one time with that ghoul but I was a little hungover and running on an hour of sleep so that didn't count. I pulled my Dodge Charger over to the side of the road, shut off my car and grabbed my cell phone. I dialed '1' and waited for someone to answer.

"Hello?"

"Bobby, there's nothing here."

"Look harder, kid." I groaned. "Don't get sassy with me. I told you that the nest was there. Keep looking."

"Bobby, there is not a damn thing here. Point me somewhere else."

"No chance. Keep looking or I'm sending help."

"I don't need help, Bobby. I'll find these damn things."

"That's my girl." I smiled and hung up with Bobby. I looked around, sighed and started my car back up to scan this town for a vampire nest. I pulled up to an old abandoned warehouse and looked it over before parking near it. I shut my car off, got out and opened the back door to lift up the back seat to reveal my weapons cache. I grabbed a silver knife, more like a small machete, and a flashlight before heading to check out the warehouse. I got to the door and kicked it open, turning on my flashlight and scanning the room. My flashlight found a light switch so I flicked it on, illuminating the room and I wish I hadn't.

"Okay, Bobby. You were right and I hate it when you are."

"You're a long way from safe, little birdie." I turned immediately and my flashlight landed on a vampire who was grinning at me. "Oh, you're a pretty one too." I glared at the bastard, making him smirk again. "What are you going to do with that butter knife?"

"Well, I'm going to kill you with it." He laughed and charged at me but I took a slash at him. He saw his blood and looked up at me, winking. He charged at me again and knocked me to the ground, sending my knife flying across the room. His hands went around my throat, choking me out as his face got closer to mine. I cringed when he licked up the side of my face and started to chuckle.

"Now, what was that plan of yours?" I struggled to get my hands around the spare knife in my boot but smirked nonetheless.

"Well, I was gonna kill you." I drove the knife in the guy's chest above his heart, making him jump off me to stare at the damage I've caused. He just sighed and looked at me.

"Now look what you did." I got to my feet and scrambled to grab my knife. I got a hold of it and turned around just as the vampire came towards me. He grabbed two handfuls of my jacket and pulled me close to him, inches from his face. "Now, it's going to get ugly." He grunted and threw me through a window, making me land on the dirt road outside.

Sam's Point of View

"Dean, I don't know about this."

"Sam, if you say that one more time, I'm going to kick you out of the car." I rolled my eyes and watched as Dean pulled up to this warehouse. He shut off the Impala and we got out, grabbing a few knifes from the trunk before heading towards the warehouse. There was a light already on in the warehouse but we didn't see any sign of another car or even any other people. Dean pushed the door open and looked inside, making a face at what he saw.

"What is it?"

"Shut up, Sam."

"Dean."

"Just bodies hanging from the ceiling." I grimaced.

"How many?"

"I don't know. Six, maybe? Now shut up." I rolled my eyes at Dean and followed him through the bottom floor of the warehouse but we found nothing. The two of us walked back out of the warehouse.

"Do you think we took a wrong turn?" Dean stopped in his tracks and gave me a look.

"Just because we didn't find anything doesn't mean you get to blame it on my driving."

"I'm just saying, Dean. Maybe we should call Bobby on this."

"What? Are you afraid to do a little work? Not every job is going to just fall in our lap, you know." I was about to answer Dean when something tackled me to the ground. "Sam!" I could see my attacker glance at Dean and then throw him out of the way. I went to put up a fight but my attacker punched me in the nose, making my eyes goes blurry. Through the blur, I saw my attacker open his mouth and reveal a second set of teeth. We found our vampire. He was about to take a bite out of me so I squeezed my eyes shut. I opened one eye in enough time to see someone slice the vampire's head off, making his body go limp on top of me. I thought it was Dean but when a woman extended her hand to me, I hesitated to take it.

"I'm not one of them." I took her hand and she helped me up, walking away before I could say anything. "You're welcome, by the way. Oh, I think your friend is out cold over there." I was about to ask her what she was doing out here but then it dawned on me that she mentioned Dean.

"Dean!" I ran over to Dean's body and helped him up, listening to him groan.

"What the hell happened?"

"Vampire."

"Did you gank him?"

"No." I looked for the mystery woman and saw her walking away. "She did."

-FIN-

That's it for the opening chapter. I hope you all liked it. Next one will be out shortly. Reviews are always appreciated.