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Set in season 5 of OTH.
Chapter One: The Beginning
Sam sat at the small table, his laptop open in front of him. He was scrolling through recent reports of murders occurring in North Carolina.
"So where we going next Sammy?" He looked over at his brother, who was sitting on the bed tying his bootlaces while he thrashed his head around to the AC/DC hit blaring from the clock radio.
"There's a bunch of unexplained murders North Carolina. The thing is the murders seemed to be spread out all over the place" Sam shouted over the music.
"You sure it's the same thing?"
"Yeah, the bodies started turning up around the same time, two puncture marks in the necks"
"Vampires?" Dean got up and moved behind Sam, reading over his shoulder.
"Looks it" Sam continued to scroll through more articles.
"Is it a pack?"
"I don't think so there's not enough bodies to be more then one, maybe two Vamps, tops"
"Any leads on where their at?"
"One. The deaths are pretty sporadic-"
"Whoa, wait what?" Dean looked down at his brother with a confused look on his face.
"There pretty spread out, the body count is no more in one area then in any other except" Sam pointed to the map on the table next to the laptop.
"Tree hill?"
"There was one death there with the same m.o. but since then nothing, despite the fact that the death count in the surrounding areas are increasing"
"Recon it's the vamps home base?"
"If it is we got a smart one. Never attacks to close, never takes too many in one particular area. If Bobby hadn't put me on to that murder in Charlotte I don't know if I'd have picked up on it" the brothers looked at each other.
Dean and Sam were dressed in their suits ready for a day at work. They entered the Tree hill sheriff station and hit the bell at the desk. A tubby man in his forties came out the door behind the desk.
"Can I help you?" he smiled.
"I'm agent Henley from the FBI and this is my partner agent Schmot" Dean smiled as he flipped out his badge and showed it to the sheriff. Sam's jaw clenched and he shot Dean an evil look before flashing his badge.
"Geez, the FBI. Is it anything serious?" the officers eyes opened wide and he leaned forward ready for a bit of gossip. Dean and Sam looked at each other with raised eyebrows.
"We were hoping to talk to the Sheriff" Sam said with a tight smile.
"Your talking to him. This isn't about me is it?" his dace changing from interest to concern.
"No, nothing like that just some questions. Do you have an office we could talk in?"
"Unavailable at the moment" The sheriff replied uneasily.
"Ok" Sam looked through the window at the empty office to his right.
"We're investigating some murders that have happened around North Carolina. We were just wondering if anything… weirds been going on lately?" Dean said with a smile.
"Murder really. Can't say Tree Hills had much of that… except well, there was a school shooting and some guy shot his brother and a couple months ago there was a body found but we ruled that as an O.D. He had puncture marks on his neck, trying to find a vein" he laughed dryly.
"Anything not murder related. Increase in robberies or muggings anything like that?" Sam asked.
"No, it's a pretty good town. I mean there is one shop owner her assistants come in a couple times says she's got a stalker" he laughed again "Kind of asks for it, the things she wears. Thinks she's all up there, with her assistant and stuff" he shrugged.
"Does she have a name?"
"Brandy or Brenda, something like that"
"You don't have it on record?" Dean asked.
"No, I mean its probably nothing. Just some poor shmuck with the hots for her, probably doesn't have a big enough bank account for her"
"Schmot Dean, really?" Sam said once they were outside.
"Oh come on Sammy wheres your sense of fun" Dean smiled.
"Probably in the same place as the report on the shop owner. Can you believe that guy?" Sam started to walk to Deans car.
"He's a good cop. Didn't even close the blinds to hide his porn collection on the desk"
"Porn?" Sam asked incredulously.
"Oh Sammy." He tapped Sam on the cheek "So innocent" Sam rolled his eyes. "Think the girls got something to do with it?" Dean continued.
"Only lead we got. At least the good sheriff remembered her shops on the corner of main street"
"Lets go" Dean swung the car door open and slipped in.
Hi guys this is my first crossover as well as my first OTH and SPN stories so be kind lol. Let me know what you think. Thanks