Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Angel, or Supernatural, they are the property of Eric Kripke, and Joss Whedon. However, some of the people portrayed in this fic were invented by me. I am aware that vampires in Supernatural are different from the ones in Angel and Buffy, but for continuity's sake, I'm going to keep the vampires the way they are in Angel, since it is Sam and Dean going into the Whedonverse rather than Angel being in their world.

Set In:

Angel Season 3 between "Fredless" and "Billy"

Supernatural Season 3 between "Mystery Spot" and "Jus in Bello"

CAST:

Caroline: Mila Kunis

Sally: Vanessa Hudgens

Dan: Matt Lanter

Tyler: Jake McDorman

Johnny: Paul Rust

Tawny: Aly Michalka

In Los Angeles, California, near UCLA, two college students were walking along the campus at night. Together, they walked and laughed with each other. The girl, named Tawny is beautiful with blonde hair, the boy, named Dan was wearing a UCLA football team jacket.

"That was an awkward dinner." Dan said. "I think your family hates me."

"Come on. They don't hate you. It's just because it's the first time they've met you." Tawny assured him.

"Did you see the way your dad kept looking at me? And your little sister kept throwing her peas at me."

"Lana's only 4. Give her a break."

"I know. Your mom's meatloaf was pretty good too. I gotta admit, I half expected it to be poisoned."

"Oh, stop. My parents love you, Danny." Tawny said, taking his hands.

"And I love you." Dan said. He leaned down and kissed her softly on the lips.

"You wanna take this back up to the room?" he asked. Tawny nodded, and smiled.

In the hallway to the dorms, Tawny and Dan walked towards the room. When they got to the door, Dan held Tawny's chin and kissed her again.

"Gotta make sure Jason's not here." he said. He opened the door and they walked in.

The lights were still off, as they came into the room.

"Jase? You here, man?" Dan asked. Nobody answered.

"Guess he's still out." Dan said. Tawny put her hands on Dan's face and began kissing him.

He slowly began to take off his shirt, and continued making out with her. They moved over to one of the beds, in the dark, and when Dan began to lay down, he shrieked as he felt something.

"What? What?" Tawny asked.

"That felt like-" Dan said, getting up and turning on the light.

They both turned and looked in horror at the bed. Tawny screamed as they saw Jason's body on the bed. Only, he was completely dried and shriveled, as if he had been turned into a mummy.

"Oh, my god!" Dan exclaimed.

At the Hyperion Hotel…

"Oh, my god!" Cordelia Chase squealed out. "This paint job is amazing!"

Cordelia looked around the hotel room at the white paint job they had finished up the night before. Angel, the vampire with a soul sat in a chair, looking not as amused.

"Doesn't it look great, Angel?" Cordelia asked, turning to him.

"Uh, yeah. It looks nice. White. Sort of a bland color but…" Angel answered.

"I'm just saying, it's a nice change from those scary cave drawings." Cordelia added.

"Uh-huh." Angel said, slightly ignoring her. Cordelia noticed the sad look Angel was giving.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"Huh?" Angel said, looking at her.

"You've got mourn-face, Angel. What's up?"

"This isn't my 'mourn-face'. It's my 'focus-face'. See me focusing?" Angel said, trying to look more like he was lost in meditative thought.

He looked back at Cordelia, who looked like she didn't believe him at all.

"I'm serious. Look, this is my 'mourn-face'." Angel insisted, while making an overly exaggerated face of sadness. Cordelia smiled and giggled.

"Alright. I guess that was your 'focu-" Before she could finish her sentence, Cordelia felt a searing pain in her head, and started to fall back.

"Cordy!" Angel said, rushing to her, stopping her from falling.

In Cordelia's mind, she saw two men, in their mid-late 20's, fighting off a pack of vampires.

"Two guys….A bunch of vampires…" Cordelia groaned, clutching her head.

"How many?"

"Four or five."

"Where?" Angel asked, desperately.

"Somewhere around….Hilgard Avenue." Cordelia answered. The vision ended, Angel helped Cordelia up, but she was still clutching her head.

"Are you alright?" Angel asked.

"Yeah."

"Are you sure?"

"I'm fine. Go." Cordelia said. Angel ran out of the room. Cordelia still had her hands to her head.

Downstairs, in the lounge at the front desk, Fred Burkle, and Charles Gunn were playing an intense game of chess, while across from them, Wesley Wyndam-Price was watching.

"Checkmate." Fred said with a cute smile.

"What? Already?" Gunn asked. "Is she cheatin'?" he asked Wesley.

Wesley shook his head.

"No, you can't move your king, Gunn. Fred's won again." he answered.

"Five more dollars, Charles. Pay up." Fred said, smiling. Gunn took out his wallet.

"Damn, Fred. That's 6 games in a row. You got some skills." he said handing her the five dollar bill.

"Thank you." Fred said smugly as she took the money. Wesley also smiled.

"Next time, we're playin' Rock 'em Sock 'em Robots." Gunn said, pointing his finger at Fred.

Everyone noticed Angel come down the stairs.

"What is it, Angel?" Wesley asked.

"Vampires. Hilgard Avenue." Angel answered quickly, grabbing his jacket and putting it on.

"How many are there?" Wesley asked.

"Cordy said about 4 or 5." Angel said. "Gunn, did you and Fred remember to put up more flyers?"

"Yeah, we're all covered, Angel. But wait."

As Angel headed for the door, Gunn walked over to him.

"You need some help?" he asked.

"Nah. I need a good workout." Angel answered.

Across town, a '67 Chevy Impala drove along the road. Driving the car, was Dean Winchester. He and his brother, Sam cruised through the town, listening to AC/DC's "Highway to Hell".

"I'm on the Highway to Hell."Dean sang with the song. "Come on, Sammy, sing it with me. Highway to Hell."

Sam watched as his brother kept singing with the song.

"Dean, would you stop listening to that song already?" he said.

"Why should I? I'm going to hell, anyway. I might as well sing about it."

"Come on, Dean, turn that down or turn it off, it's too late for this."

"Fine." Dean said, turning off the song. "….Bitch."

"Jerk." Sam said back. They both smiled, at their inside joke.

"Okay, so what are we here for again?" Dean asked.

"I already said. We're here to investigate some of the disappearances at the college." Sam answered.

"Like what? Anything strange happen?"

"Not really. The paper just said a few college students have been suddenly vanishing."

"Yeah, I've heard of that. It's called dropping out."

"3 of the student's parents still haven't heard from them."

"So what do you think it is? Demons, ghosts, what?"

"I don't know."

"Look, I know I've been saying this a lot lately, but we really should be trying to find Bela and get the colt back" he said. He looked over and saw Sam's sad face.

"What's the matter with you?" Dean said enthusiastically.

"It's nothing. Just, that deal with the Trickster….kinda freaked me out. It could happen again at anytime, and who's to say-"

"Son of a bitch." Dean cut Sam off. He slowed the car down and looked out the window to see a man in leather clothing with a girl about 19-22.

"What?" Sam asked. He looked out the window as well. Dean pulled the car over as the man and the girl walked behind the alley.

"Check it out. Pale skin, emo clothes, leading a cute girl to a dark alley at night." Dean said. "Can only mean one thing."

"Vampire." Sam said. Dean nodded to him.

They got out of the car, opened the trunk and pulled out a couple of crosses and stakes.

They ran to the back alley, and stopped when they saw 5 vampires, with one draining blood from the girl's neck.

"You know what I hate, Sammy?" Dean asked Sam out loud so the vampires could hear. They turned and growled at the two brothers.

"No, Dean. What?" Sam asked back, playing along.

"I hate when people play with their food." Dean said. There was a pause. The vampires and Sam looked at Dean with a kind of embarrassed look on their faces.

"That's it? That's the best you could come up with?" one of the vampires uttered.

"Yeah, Dean. What was that? That was totally lame." Sam agreed.

"Ok, look, you know what? Let's just get this over with." Dean said. With that said, the vampires tossed the girl aside and began to fight the Winchesters.

Dean punched one of the vamps, another growled as Sam kicked it towards the wall. One tried to attack Dean from behind, but he flipped it onto the ground on its back before staking it in the heart, turning it to dust. Suddenly, the vampires began to gain the upper hand, kicking and punching Sam and Dean. Two of the four remaining vamps held Sam down, making him drop his stake and made him watch the other two beat Dean to the floor.

"Dean." Sam said to himself as he watched his brother getting pummeled. Just then, both the vampires restraining Sam were turned to dust. Sam turned around to see Angel standing there.

"You alright?" he asked Sam. Sam just stood there, bewildered. Angel ran over to the two other vamps who were beating up Dean, and easily outmatched them. He kicked and punched them like he usually did. Dean got up, and walked near Sam, who still looked shocked. Dean's face was a little bloodied.

"Who's that guy?" he asked Sam.

"I don't know." Sam responded.

"He's pretty good. Maybe he's a hunter."

Angel continued pounding the vampires, and as they both came charging at him, he staked them at the same time with his signature, retractable wrist stakes. Angel, looked over and noticed Sam and Dean staring at him.

"You guys okay?" he asked.

"Yeah." Dean said, and chuckled a bit. "Oh, man. That was good. That was awesome, with the stake wrist thingy. Where can I get me one of those, huh Sammy?"

Angel saw the unconscious girl on the floor.

"Check her." he ordered. Sam went over to her, and felt for her pulse.

"She's still alive." Sam said.

"Get her to a hospital." Angel said. "Then stay in doors. This city isn't safe at night." he added, walking away.

"Wait, who are you?" Dean said, curiously, but with a serious tone. Without turning around, the stranger answered,

"Angel."