AN: Here we are for the second installment of the series "of Bats and Fish" This takes place directly after Undead underwater. Please read that first or this won't make sense. (for those who are reading from my profile, I decided to keep format across the different sites: here and AO3)

I Own Nothing!

Ch 1: Meeting Bobby

Benny and Dean arrived outside of Singer Salvage around 6pm the next day. They had driven far faster than they should have, but Benny was hoping the quicker they got there the quicker they could get Dean back to 100%. The impala proved that it could move their small trailer, Benny hadn't been planning on taking it, since it would mean that they wouldn't be able to move as quickly. Dean wasn't about to leave the main place he could remember though, and so the trailer came with them, which in retrospect made packing a whole lot easier.

Benny maneuvered the Impala into Singer's yard, taking care not to hit any of the potholes with Dean's car. Dean hadn't liked him driving, but after they had stopped for gas and Dean got in the driver's seat and couldn't remember which petal was the gas. Benny hoped to never see the shock and depression that was shown on Dean's face in that moment. It was going to be a long shot on what Bobby would do when he found out that Dean wasn't human anymore, since there was no way to find a cure without him knowing exactly what's going on. Benny would protect him though. No matter what.

Benny saw that there was a man standing at the front door of the run down old farmhouse they were pulling up too. His eyes widened when he saw the trailer and motioned for them to pull to the side of the house. Obviously he wasn't actually expecting them to have something with them. Benny just hoped that the old hunter could help them, and wouldn't turn them out into the cold, or worse hunt them. There were a few hunters who avoided hunting Mer since they knew that the creatures generally left humans alone and didn't need them for food. It would probably be best if they could avoid mentioning he was a vampire for the first little bit.

Bobby watched as the Impala slowly made it's way up the drive. At first he wondered when Dean had started growing a beard, then realized it wasn't Dean driving the impala, the kid was slouched in the passenger seat. The next big shock was the trailer that was hooked up the back of the car, something that he thought Dean would never allow, and something he hadn't even thought about seeing. But if the kid was hunkering down with a guy, odds were the guy was living somewhere. Bobby wasn't about to let some shmuck take advantage of the kid, but he wasn't going to say anything about it if they guy was good either. He'd leave that to the boy's Daddy.

When the Impala was parked, Bobby watched as the stranger, Benny he'd called himself, moved to the passenger side and helped Dean out. The kid looked physically ok, but you could tell something was wrong by the way that Dean would look around like he was seeing everything for the first time. It wasn't going to be easy helping him. But Bobby swore to do it, even if it meant playing nice with the guy who'd brought him, at least until Dean was fixed up some. Also didn't mean he wasn't going to keep an eye on the Cajun.

Dean looked up at the house they had pulled in front of. He knew he knew it, but at the same time it was completely foreign. Something that was different than Benny's trailer or the Impala. Dean knew that they needed to be here to get his memory back functioning, but over half of Dean was screaming that it wasn't safe to be here and they needed to get away. He didn't know how this was going to work, if the very guy that was supposed to help them was one that Dean wasn't sure if he wanted to remember.

When Dean stepped onto the porch, but made no move to greet Bobby or even look at him, the older hunter knew that something wasn't right. He gently drew Dean into a hug, knowing that it wasn't something Dean normally went for, but normal seemed to have flown out the window a few days back. Dean was stiff at first, but he heard the gruff words "S'alright Son, we'll get ya fixed up in no time." and something about it let him relax.

Benny watched from the bottom step as the older hunter embraced Dean and had his heart slightly broken from the lack of any acknowledgment. He knew that the two had a relationship of some sort, whether a familial one or just friends, but it would have to hurt to not be recognized. Benny decided to interrupt before either of the two could say or do something that would make the other uncomfortable.

"Y'all need to get a move on inside here. There's bags to carry up and we need to get settled for the night."

Bobby nodded and let go of Dean, he turned and gruffly replied "there's plenty a room inside. Got the boys' room still set up fer 'em."

Dean nodded and moved to go into the house. Once he was inside, Bobby turned to Benny and sent a hard stare at the boy. "You break his heart and I'll make sure there's nuthin that can bring you back."

Benny swallowed, and nodded; he realized that this was the whole father to 'dating my daughter' lecture. And he took it seriously.

Benny looked around inside the old farmhouse. To the untrained eye it just looked like an old worn out house that a ruffled old drunk was living in. To those who knew, you could see bits of spells and sigils that were for protection and warding throughout the space. Benny hoped that they could get through the conversation without much problem. Dean was already sitting on a couch in the living room, again rugs covering markings on the floor, traps and sigils. Bobby could be heard in the kitchen, getting drinks. Benny took a seat next to Dean.

Benny could feel Dean's nervousness through their connection, something that had only gotten stronger as they had traveled towards the older hunter. Dean didn't know how this guy, one who was some sort of father figure, was going to take the fact that he was a supernatural creature. Benny was thinking of what to say when Bobby came back in the room, carrying three beers.

"Here you go boys," Bobby said, handing over the chilled bottles. Benny grabbed one and Dean mimicked him.

"Now why do you two look like somebody's gone and died?" Bobby asked.

Benny swallowed. This was where they either ran for hell, or were welcomed...part one at least. "what do ya know about Mer?" He asked.

Bobby quirked his eyebrow at Benny, looking him over. "I've known a few. Right strange and were bull headed. Never heard of one hurtin' a human if that's what ya mean."

Benny nodded. "Well, sometimes when their numbers get low. They turn humans. Just those that they caught in a down swing. Ones that they thought they could help out. They mate 'em into a family and the new one loses their human memories."

Bobby's eyes went wide and he turned to Dean fast enough that you could hear the older hunter's neck crack. Dean looked up at Bobby, eyes afraid. "Imma Mer, Bobby. And I can't remember a lot."