Desclaimer: yup Dean is still mine.

A/N: thank you all for your lovely reviews and support!!! :) So only for you people, here goes the chapter 2. I am sorry you had to wait for a long long long time, but I am a Research Assistant and a full time Engineer. about to start my Post Graduate Degree in Engineering, so I had to give more time to my work.

Story dedicated to the loveliest "~Merisha", my beta. She gave me loads of her time and support. Loads and Loads of Love and Huge Thanks for MERISHA

A/N: for funs sake, i played with the story again after Merisha corrected it for me, so all the mistakes are mine.

Chapter 2

Bobby's POV

I was tired as hell; beat to death after the continuous ten hours straight drive. My neck muscles were screaming in pain but I didn't care, didn't have the time too. After all, one of my boy's was missing and what kind of the 'father' would worry about himself when his son is missing.

Winchester or not, I feel like they are my boys. I was the one who saw them growing up, not their revenge obsessed Dad. Sometimes I pity John that he has totally forgotten about his family, whatever's left behind, but then again I envy John that no matter what he does, his sons are devoted to him.

I was anxious to get to Sam as soon as possible, the boy was freaking out, I know that. I was constantly in touch with him and some other friends of mine. So far we were sure that Dean hadn't left on his own accord. He was taken. Now the question was by whom and for what reason? The name 'Winchester' is quite respectable in the hunter's community but thanks to John's gruff and bossy behavior it has some enemies as well. So I was not sure whether the problem that we had on our hands was of a supernatural nature or not.

Dean's POV

Although the words had me chilled, I couldn't give the blood-sucking-living-for-centuries-supernatural-ugly-old-hag the satisfaction of having caught me.

"Oh really? It's somewhat good news," I smirked at the wrinkleless face.

"And why is that my dear?" she tried to look sexy by putting a dreamy look on her face.

"Oh, please don't make that face, it's making me wanna puke." At this comment I get the desired results – she strikes me and she strikes me hard.

Hey it was all part of my plan. Granted it's not the best damn plan in the world,

getting myself-killed-before-she-turns-me-one-of-her-kind, but I am a hunter and I don't want to become the get hunted. There's no way Sammy or Bobby'll find me in time, so I don't have much choice here, other than to rile her up enough to lose control.

"What did I make you angry? Hey, coming to think of it, if I am going to be your next boyfriend, and you are going to be my not-so-sexy-bitch, , then you should maybe make the effort and learn what I like, maybe we can start by changing your face, I don't like it!"

"You are hurting my feelings pretty boy." Claws leave marks on my face.

Touché, the bitch is touchy about her looks.

"Man, I like wild cats, and you sure are the wildest I have ever come across."

"SHUT UP!" The chair I'm tied to goes flying, with me on it, and as my head thuds against the wall, I welcome the world of oblivion.

Sam's POV

I'm pacing up and down the carpet, thinking, panicking, but I don't know what else to do. Dad asked me to stay at the motel room, in case we get news on Dean. I am on the verge of crying when I hear a cars rumbling. It sounds familiar so I open the door and find myself looking at the battered frame of none other than Bobby Singers truck. I feel relieved. He is the man I trust with every kind of research, but at the same instant, Dad also makes his entry. He was out, looking for clues to find Dean.

By the look on his face, I can sense I'm in a big trouble. "Bobby what are you doing here?" Turning to look at Bobby, I realized that I forgot to tell him that we had found Dad. Oops double trouble.

"I'm here to help you find your son, any objections?" I think Bobby is the only one who can stand up to Dad like that.

"We will talk about it, after finding Dean." Dad lets the Bobby's case rest after throwing me a dirty look , he's worried, it's written in his eyes.

"What happened, Dad?? Did you find anything?"

"I went to the nearest bar, spoke to the bartender there, showed him a photo of Dean. He said that he remembered him because, well your brother did actually flirt with a bikers' girlfriend and stirred a little commotion. After having few shots, he remembered that Dean called it a night with a huge yawn. He couldn't think anything extraordinary about having a guy like Dean in the bar, but he did notice that your brother was on the bad side of a couple sitting in the dark corner of the bar. Still there is nothing strange about this, except for one thing."

"What?"

"Their eyes, he said at one point, glinted like cats. Although the bartender thinks that it must have been his imagination but he does not know what we do."

"Vampires", Bobby concludes in an instant, and my heart skips a few beats.

A/N: I have loads of stuff in store for you and I will try to be as quick as possible with the next update. Thank you all for reading.