Sequel to Darker Then Midnight.

Ok, so I'm getting straight down to business in this first chapter. Incase you haven't read the other stories, Dean is bound to a vampire named Anna, they can hear each others thoughts. Sam's abilities are acting up due to the active energy around him.

Their searching for help, and stumble onto another hunt. Enjoy. R&R

Searching For Help

The nest was much more different this time around. A club in the middle of the city housed over a hundred vampires and their Master. There was nothing different about this club from any other. There were floors of selected music of different genres, all races dancing and drinking till friends had to stop their fun and carry the intoxicated ones home. There was no sign that said "vampires lair" in the front and no cement, stoned walls with candlelight as their only means of light.

The three walked into the club lazily, as if they had had a long day and just wanted to hit a bed and pass out for the next week. Anna's head was aching from Dean's snide comments of the girls in the club that he refrained to say out loud, but that didn't stop him from thinking it. Sam stood close to Anna's right, trying to pry a young lady off of his arm as they took up a spot at the bar. Dean ordered a beer, obviously amused as he watched his little brother struggle with the drunken woman. Anna twitched her head to the side, as if listening to something no one else could hear, and she was, Dean's voice. She let out a long breath and stared up at him, snatching his beer away from him before he could grab it from the spot the bartender had placed it in front of him.

"I need it more then you." She stated as she tilted the mug up and the liquid slithered down her throat. It made Dean laugh, but she didn't find it amusing. Sam was still having trouble with the girl, shooting a dirty look at Dean's laughing face.

Anna called the bartender over and asked for another beer before pulling the tall muscled man by the shirt as to whisper to him. She flashed a glimpse of fangs as she lowered the man closer to her and he stiffened.

"Tell Charlene her presence is required. Anna Marie is here for a visit." Then she added in, "But first I want my beer."

"Make that two." Dean added.

Anna glanced at Sam's progress, slightly amused herself but she felt bad for him. She reached a single hand over to where the girl gripped Sam's and found the girls wrist. The bartender quickly handed her, her beer and ran off into a door at the end of the bar. She grabbed the mug and started drinking it as she squeezed the girl hard enough to make her whimper and back off. Sam pulled away from her and closer to Anna.

"Thanks." He whispered. The three of them seemed too tired for small talk, Sam's arm still had a cast on it from their last hunt while Dean was pretty much healed. He was probably the most lively of the three, and that pissed the other two of. Especially Anna, call it a hunch, but she figured the energy and power from her had given him more stamina to be annoying.

"You think you could stand by my side quietly this time?" Anna asked, turning her head to face Dean.

"Cross my heart," he said.

She didn't need to ask Sam, he was never much of a problem up until recently. It seemed every time Anna used some kind of power, it would wake up Sam's abilities, the extra energy around him was like a spark to light his fire. So the both of them had been very careful around one another. But he was fine when it came to taking orders if their life depended on it.

It had been an awkward month since their last hunt, Dean's voice echoing inside her head, her voice doing the same to him. Sam accidentally almost killed her twice since the first time in the woods. It become so bad that Anna stopped being a vampire around them at all, but she couldn't help it when she got mad at Dean and her anger seeped out of her like a perfume to fill the surrounding air. Sam's powers reacted to it.

She had changed her mind about sending the kiss of vampires that Lucian had under control here to San Diego. Instead she left with a threat that if they disobeyed Jake, that she would come back and rip each of their heads off and post it outside the nest as a shrine to remind them of the consequences. Someone in the kiss didn't believe her, and made sure to speak his mind aloud. He had a doorknob at the base of his skull to keep it from falling to the ground at the moment. If they wanted to get into the nest, they had to turn his head to open the door. His body had been eaten by werewolves, but was probably well turned into shit in the middle of the woods in a pile of grass out there somewhere. Sam didn't know about it, but of course Dean found out. What made him okay with what she had done was the fact that the number one law under Jake's command was no human meals, but they had to fear her in order to be expected to follow the appointed werewolf in charge.

The bartender slipped out from behind the door and scurried over to Anna as she and Dean drank the last of their beer.

"You took to long." She hissed.

"I'm sorry Anna Marie, she is busy in the other room but wishes you to accompany her as she feeds."

Anna's eyes lit up, not with the blue fire she usually got, but with a type of eagerness. She let it slowly slip out of her eyes and jerked a thumb each at both the boys.

"I have company, I don't think she wants them in there at such an…" She seemed to search for the word and it was Dean's voice that told her it.

"Intimate."

"Intimate time."

"She doesn't mind that."

Anna turned to the two of them, she wouldn't lead them in there if they didn't want to. They had seen enough of the other world and didn't want them to do what they didn't want.

"Are we still under your protection?" Dean asked.

Anna nodded her head, "Sadly, yes."

"Then I'm fine with going in there."

"Sam here." Sam said.

The bartender pointed to the opening in the bar that they would have to walk over to in order to reach the door he had walked through earlier. Anna led the way, the boys falling in step behind her. The bartender excused himself from an angry customer and lead the three of them through the door and into a long corridor. They turned several corners, passed along many doors till the bartender stepped aside in front of a heavy wood framed door with nothing on the outside to separate it from the pure ordinary wood of the other doors they had passed.

"No, like, MASTER, sign?" Dean commented.

Anna and Sam both stared at him and he took the hint.

"Shutting up."

"What is she feeding off of?" Anna asked, her voice soft but carrying that edge that told him it better be the right answer.

The bartender smiled and visibly let his fangs slide into place. "I have been forbidden to tell you that ma'am."

"Fine." Anna reached out for the handle and slowly pushed the door open. A soft wet, sucking sound filled her ears as she and the boys stepped into the room. The walls were a bare white that glowed with the blue fluorescent lights overhead. The floor was carpeted just as white as the color of the wall, making the room seem unfinished, unwelcoming. In the center was a long black couch, stark against the whiteness of the room. A few other black chairs were scattered around the room like a meeting lounge of some sort, only it lacked that professionalism. On the long couch was what they had come to see. The master of the city, Charlene, sat on the couch with her legs and arms enwrapped around a young man. Her mouth fed at his neck as she pulled the body against hers, sucking at his skin for more and more of him.

Dean's hand went to his gun as well as Sam's. Anna held up a hand and they paused.

"Wolf, he's a werewolf."

"How can you be sure?" Sam asked, holding his gun out in a one handed grip, pointing at the floor.

"I can smell his blood." Her eyes instinctively started to shine, the blue of her eyes swirling around her pupil.

Charlene let go of her dinner, letting the man drop to the floor. His chest was still rising and falling with each breath, indicating that she didn't drink him dry. He was just a snack. The woman's mouth was lined with blood, slowly dripping down her chin in thick wet drops.

"Anna Marie, come." She pat the side of the couch playfully.

Anna moved forward, but both Sam and Dean grabbed each of her arms. She gave them a look that said it was okay, that nothing was going to go wrong tonight and they let go. It was Sam that pointed his gun at the other vampire first, if something went wrong, he wanted to be able to shoot her and not waist time aiming. Dean followed Sam's lead and kept a steady sight down his barrel.

Anna joined the woman on the couch, sitting so that the line of her legs touched Charlene's knee. She stared down at the werewolf, his neck wound already healing. He'd be fine in a few hours. Charlene moved beside her, kneeling on the couch so that she looked down at Anna. Anna raised her head up to look at the other vampire, a bit lost with wondering what the werewolf's blood tasted like.

"Anna! Pay attention. You're not going to get us killed because your hungry." Dean voice soared through her head and she snapped her attention back to what was going on.

"You want to taste him?" Charlene asked.

"It has been a long time since I had werewolf's blood."

"Even longer of a humans."

"Not as long as you think."

Charlene widened her eyes at that, tilting her head to one side. "Someone lost their principals. Do not tell me you went back on your word."

"I have yet to kill during a meal, or snack, I have willing donors." Anna gestured to the boys. "And they're for emergencies only." Charlene glanced at the boys, Dean shot her a winning smile behind the barrel of his gun, Sam nodded his head in acknowledgement.

"Why the guns? Do you not trust me anymore?"

"Oh, I do. It's them that don't trust you."

"Why is that?"

"The last Master vampire they met with me was Lucian."

"That asshole? No wonder why they wont put up their guns. I assure you I am nothing like him."

"We'll decide that." Dean said.

Charlene turned back to Anna and smiled. "Either way, my offer still stands. Would you like to taste his blood?"

Anna just stared at her and it seemed to mean an okay in the other woman's eyes. She grabbed Anna on each side of her face, cradling it between her palms. The click of the guns sounded through the room, warning her not to try anything stupid. Anna came to her knees as the other woman lowered down to her face and locked her lips over Anna's. Their mouths opened in a rush of tongues dancing over the other.

Sam's eyes widened as well as Dean's and they didn't seem to have the will to keep the guns up and pointed.

Anna's tongue slipped out the other mouth and licked along the line of Charlene's chin, coming away with the werewolves blood and cleaning the other vampires face of it. The other Master vampire titled Anna's chin and their mouths met once again. Dean breathed through Anna's mind with excitement.

"Oh god, YES!!! Now grab her boob!"

The last made her laugh against the other vampires mouth till the kiss had to be broken.

"What's so funny?" Charlene asked.

"Dean, you're an ass." Anna said, but couldn't keep the smile off her face.

"Anna, he didn't say anything."

"Out loud he didn't." Then Anna's face went all serious. "Charlene, I need you advice on something."

"What do you mean out loud?" She sat back on her feet and stared at the three around her. "Why would you need my help? From what has been going around, you're the strongest vampire among us."

"I'm not the strongest."

"Every Master vampire, even I, felt you let your vampire loose. Is it true you killed Lucian?"

"Hey, I just did what everyone else thought of."

"True, he was a prick."

"But it's not power that brings me here, its knowledge. You know I tried not to learn much from Lucian."

"You were the most stubborn of all of us."

"Yeah, well I need your help."

"With what?"

"Watch this. Dean." Dean walked over to Anna's side and reached out for her. She started to take his hand but froze. "Sam, you ready?" She asked.

"As ready as I can get."

The moment their skin touched, a pulse of electric energy exploded into the room. Sam gasped, closing his eyes as he focused on not feeling the energy rush. Charlene swayed in her seat beside the two and gaped a mouth at Anna as if she did something very bad and naughty.

"Anna, you have been a busy girl."

"It wasn't this much energy when the bond was first formed, but it seems to be escalating."

"When was the last time you touched him?"

"What do you mean?" Anna asked curiously.

"Not like that Anna, just held his hand? Brushed your arm against him?"

"We try not to with Sammy boy over here." Dean answered.

"Why? He has nothing to do with this." Charlene glanced at the younger Winchester.

"Maybe not, but he's an untrained psychic, and almost killed me a total of three times just from me using a little bit of vampire.. Magic."

"Your energy with this one is sky rocketing, it might be because you don't touch him."

"What do you mean?" Dean asked.

"You share your energy with one another, you not touching can cause it to build up to an extreme amount and give you the effect you just had a moment ago."

"So its getting stronger because… I don't hold his hand?" Anna asked, forcing herself not to laugh.

"You don't need to hold hands Anna," Charlene said as if talking down to a child. "Just touch him once in a while."

"Anna?" Sam made her name a question.

"I have a feeling that's not what you wanted advice on?" Charlene asked, staring at Sam.

"Actually, no. We want to get rid of it, and find Sam someone to teach him how to control his tricks. I thought you could help us out on this one."

"You want to get rid of the bond?" Now it was her turn to fight back laughing. "I can help you with that ones problem," She pointed to Sam, "but breaking a bond can be just as dangerous as his untrained skills."

"Then teach me how to control it, I've been walking around with Dean's voice in my head for a little over a month now. If I hear how nice another girls ass looks I'm going to scream."

"What's his abilities?" Charlene asked, nodding to Dean.

"He has none."

"So you gain nothing from him?"

"I wouldn't say that, but he has the upper hand in this relationship."

The bartender slipped into the room before Charlene could respond and kneeled before all of them.

"Master, I am sorry to interrupt you but we found Franky."

Charlene shifted her eyes from Anna to the kneeling vampire almost immediately. "And what of him?"

"He is dead, Master. Just like the others."

Charlene turned to Anna, waving the kneeling man to leave. "I will teach you how to control it, and find Sam here a psychic to help him…" She seemed to think about the next question, debating if she should ask it. "Are you still a hunter?"

"We all are." Sam answered.

"All of you? Well today might just be my lucky day." She smiled.

"What's wrong?" Anna asked, curious about the dead vampire.

"I think I found you your next hunt."

It's a bit short, but its just the beginning. Please leave a review of what you think so far. Thanks.

Oh yea, this ones dedicated to Ash and Lil.

Lil, you always ride my ass, especially when I have a plot and am not sure if I wanna use it. The pressure! It unbearable!

Ash, girl, I don't know what to say except thanks, your first message to me is still the best response to a story that I've ever had. I hope I don't let you down on this one.