(A/N: Hi, this is my first fanfic so go easy on me. Read and Review.)

Dean and sam landed had bought a house because they decided it would be silly staying in motels everyday. They had just started moving in but had to go fight a demon so they didn't get a chance to unpack. They had just come home from fighting that demon; they were extremely tired.

" Thank god we are finally home, " mumbled dean as flopped down on to his bed.

" I here ya" replied sam, as he to flopped on to the same bed.

Sam was in dean's room because he hadn't had a chance to put his furniture in his own. Both boys fell asleep and they woke up three hours later in very awkward positions. Dean's head was resting on sam's chest and sam's arm was wrapped around dean. The brothers jumped apart and yelled at the same time.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU WERE DOING?"

They argued over what happened for a while until sam said

"Ok, we were both in a weird situation that can easily be fixed by NEVER mentioning this to anybody. Deal?"

"Deal" agreed dean, so they shook hands on it.

It was ten o'clock at night but they couldn't go to sleep because of their afternoon nap, so they decided to make their new house homier. The house was two stories high. Upstairs included dean's bedroom, sam's bedroom and a guest bedroom and a bathroom. Downstairs included a living room, kitchen, bathroom and a laundry. After moving everything the boys got hungry so they decided to order take out.

30 minutes later the food arrived and they ate but slipped in a few conversations. Sam was too busy looking in the newspaper for weird killings until finally he found one.

" I found something ", sam said.

" What?" dean asked.

" A guy called Mark Anderson goes out one night, comes home dazed, neck had two bites, his friend Claire Miller treated him and now he's fine and dandy. Even if he is fine I still think we should track down what got him.

" Obviously a vampire" dean replied.

" We'll go out tomorrow and talk to Mark and Claire and do some research at the local library", dean said.

After that they went to bed and in the morning they woke up, had breakfast and went out to talk to Mark

first. Sam and dean approached the house and knocked on the door. An average height man with dark brown hair opened the door.

" Hello, what can I do for you?" , the man asked.

" Hi, I am sam, this is my brother dean, we work for the Sunday Herald and we are doing an article about what happened to you that night you got those bites on your neck. So we would appreciate it if we could ask you some questions.

"Ummm…sure, come in", Mark answered

Dean and sam asked him some questions but Mark couldn't remember much. After about 20 minutes dean and sam drove to Claire's apartment that she shared with some friends. When they arrived they knocked on the door and a woman in her early twenty's opened the door. She had fiery red hair that stopped below her shoulders and had electric blue eyes. She was wearing a brown mini-skirt, a white tank top and flip-flops. The woman had a huge smile that showed off her pearly whites but it quickly disappeared when her eyes landed on dean.

"Hayley?"

"Dean?"