Chapter 1
"Get off of me!" Ivy yelled at the man that had just tackled her out of the way of the vampire she had been tracking for weeks. She was pissed, he had just cost her a kill and she was about to give him hell for it.
"I just saved your life and this is the thanks I get?" said the man as he stood up and brushed the dirt off his worn brown leather jacket.
"Saved my life? Dammit Dean! You just let that vamp get away! Not only that but now I have a friggin headache thanks to you!" she yelled at him while rubbing the back of her head. There was already a bump forming where her head had hit the ground when he tackled her. She hadn't seen him yet, but she'd know that voice anywhere.
"How the...who are you and how do you know my name?" Dean said.
"Am I that easy to forget Dean? We've only known each other for twelve years." Ivy said turning around to face him, her long black hair whipping around with her.
"Well, I'll be damned." he said and walked up to her. He picked her up and hugged her so hard she thought she was going to suffocate.
"Dean, will you put her down? I'm sure she'd like to breath." Sam said, laughing.
"Oh, uh, sorry." Dean said and set her down.
"Hey Sammy. It's been a long time." she said, walking up to him and giving him a hug.
"It sure has. Too long." he said, blushing.
"Now, back to that vampire. I've been tracking this nest for weeks Dean and you just cost me my kill. I should beat the crap out of you." she said.
"You could try." he said with a smirk.
"Don't get all cocky with me Dean Winchester. Remember, I took you last time we sparred." she said laughing.
"That's right Dean, she did." Sam said, ducking a swing from Dean while laughing.
"I let you win, I didn't want to hurt you." Dean said.
"If you say so Dean." she said and laughed a little harder.
A little while later and the three of them were sitting comfortably in a booth in the local diner drinking coffee. Ivy was sitting next to Sam with Dean across from them. She couldn't believe she was with them again. It had been 4 years since the last time they were together, they hadn't spoken since.
"So Ivy, what's happened since the last time we spoke?" Sam asked.
"Well, not too much. Same stuff, different day. Hunting basically. How about you guys?" she said with a sideways glance at Dean. God he looked good.
"Well, I went to college, Stanford, three years ago." Sam said.
"Really? I knew you always wanted to go, good for you." Ivy said.
"Yeah, well, it was fun while it lasted." he said, a look of sadness crossing his face as the memories of Jessica raced through his mind.
"What happened?" Ivy asked.
"Well, Dad went missing and Dean came to ask me to help him find him. I went on a hunt with him trying to track down Dad. When I got back to Stanford..." he stopped.
"Sam? You okay?" Ivy asked, concern reflecting in her dark brown eyed.
"You remember how our Mom died, right Ivy?" said Dean.
"Yes. " she said.
"Well, that same son of a bitch killed Sam's girlfriend, right in front of him." Dean said, glancing over at Sam.
"I'm so sorry Sam. When did this happen?" she asked, laying a hand on his arm.
"Thanks. A little over a year ago. I've been on the road hunting with Dean since." he said.
"You said your Dad went missing? Did you ever find him?" she asked, looking at Dean. She could see the looks of sadness cross both their faces.
"Yeah, we found him, but, he uh..." Dean still couldn't bring himself to say it.
"He died." Sam said, finishing Dean's sentence.
"Oh my God. When?" she said, tears forming in her eyes. John had been like a second father to her, she learned a lot of what she knew about hunting from him.
"A little over a month ago. We're pretty sure it was the Demon." said Sam.
"What happened?" said Ivy.
"Can we talk about something else please?" said Dean.
"Sure, sure. " said Ivy, but she didn't miss the glance that passed between the brothers and she knew that she had to find out what that was about.
"So, tell us about these vampires." Dean said, and took another sip of his coffee.
