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Chapter 2

Jess looked around the club and sighed. Sam should have been there hours ago. He seemed like such a nice guy and they'd gone out with the same group several times. And yet he was standing her up, great. So much for him being a nice stand-up guy like all her friends had said. Well no reason she couldn't have fun anyway. There were a tonne of guys around; she could find someone to dance with. Jess moved into the dancing crowd and smiled when a guy immediately moved to her side.

Jesse watched the college kids' dance and get drunk, looking for just the right specimen for his newest Childe's first meal. There were a lot of possibilities but none of them were quite right….Jesse grinned and moved into the crowd, dancing towards the tall blond as she danced. She was very pretty. "Hi." He grinned and she smiled back.

"Hi." She let him dance closer.

"I'm Jesse."

"Jessica." She answered.

"Here alone?"

"Was meant to be meeting this guy, Sam. But he stood me up." She answered and Jesse grinned, that was perfect! What were the odds the Sam she had been waiting for was his Childe?

"Tall, floppy brown hair, hazel eyes?" He asked, hands moving to her hips and she nodded.

"Know him?"

"Hmmm. He's sick at my place."

"Oh." She suddenly felt bad for thinking the worst.

"Wanna come see him?" Jesse breathed in her ear and she shivered. "I'm sure Sammy would love to see you." Jessica nodded; yes she should go see Sam. Jesse led her from the club and she went with him willingly.

Jesse held Sam, knowing he would wake soon. Xander was lying on his stomach beside them, head on his hands as he watched them, waiting for his little brother to wake up. His meal was sitting against the wall, fast asleep and ready for Sam when he woke up. Sure enough Sam soon began to move restlessly before his eyes snapped open and he growled in hunger. Jesse ran his hand through Sam's hair and felt his Childe relax against him. "Welcome back Sammy." He nuzzled behind Sam's ear and Sam looked around curiously.

Xander shifted closer and Sam focused on him, yellow eyes meeting brown. "Hungry little brother?" he asked and Sam nodded. Sam inhaled and his head snapped around to focus on the woman slumped against the wall. "She's all yours Sammy." Xander sat up as Jesse let Sam go and Sam moved fast. He pulled Jess up and sniffed her throat before sharp teeth sank into the vulnerable flesh. He growled as hot blood poured into his mouth, drinking greedily. Sam held her tightly, draining every little drop of the precious liquid before letting the body drop. He blinked as his head cleared of the blood lust and stared at her, Jess. He knew her, they were meant to have had a date. And now he'd killed her. Sam cocked his head, not sure how that made him feel…shouldn't he be filled with self-hate for doing that?

Sam instantly relaxed as arms wrapped around him, instinctively knowing it was his Sire. He felt a cold nose nuzzle him and closed his eyes. This was his family, a family that would never leave him. He turned his head to see his Sire who smiled. "How do you feel Sam?" He asked and Sam grinned.

"Wonderful Sire."

"That mean we can go hunt?" Xander asked and Sam perked up.

"Still hungry Childe?" Jesse asked and Sam nodded. "Then let's go."

Sam sat outside the warehouse they called home, absently smoking the cigarette his dinner had been lighting when he'd killed him. Not like it'd kill him after all. Despite gorging on the massive man he was still hungry, he was always hungry. He could live with it but all he wanted was to be full. His brother and Sire didn't have this trouble so why him?

Brother…..that word invoked memories of an older male with dark blonde hair and green eyes. Dean. But Dean had left him, or had he left Dean? Sam banged his head against the wall. He wasn't right, he knew that. But part of him cried out for Dean, wanting Dean to be with him. He didn't care about John, the bastard could rot for all he cared and if given the chance he'd kill the man himself. But Dean…he could see Dean as one of the, he would love this life. No rules or limits. Sam smiled and exhaled, the smoke making him feel warm briefly.

Sam smiled as he felt a cool hand rest on his shoulder and then opened his eyes to find his older brother beside him. "Hey Sammy, what're you thinking so hard about?" He asked, sitting down beside him and Sam leant against him.

"Just enjoying the night." Sam lied, nuzzling at him and Xander chuckled, running his fingers through Sam's hair.

"Come on Sammy, tell me." Xander pushed, nipping at his ear and Sam shivered, whining softly.

"Thinking about Dean." He admitted, eyes closed in pleasure as Xander kept nibbling the sensitive skin.

"Dean?" Xander asked, who was that?

"Mortal brother." He answered softly and that got Xander's attention.

"What about him?" He asked, feeling Sam's reluctance. He held him close, purring softly to calm the Fledgling and Sam slowly relaxed totally in his arms. Sam chewed at his lip, should he tell? "It's alright little brother, you can tell me anything." Xander promised. Demon or not Sam was his little brother after all. They may like torture and kill and he knew some of their kind got a kick out of torturing their own but not their little family. Maybe because their human families had been so bad? He nuzzled Sam and then kissed him. "Come on little Fledgling, tell big brother." He laughed when Sam stuck his tongue out at him.

"Bigger than you!"

"And physically older but I'm about two years older than you. So spill."

"He'd love this life, would make such a good vampire." Sam muttered.

"You want him here." Xander told him and Sam looked away. Xander cocked his head, he knew Jesse was nearby, listening in, but Sam's senses weren't quite that attuned yet. Xander nuzzled him again, licking the skin of his throat and Sam moaned, making him chuckle. "Why do you want him here?" Sam trembled in his hold, staring at him. "Tell me Fledgling." Xander urged, he could see the need in his brother for the mortal but he didn't understand it.

"Dean's different." Sam whispered, clinging to the older vampire. "Always been there for me but his life sucks. Always Daddy's perfect little soldier." Sam growled, features rippling.

Xander chuckled at the growl. "Guessing you'd like to eat Daddy dearest?"

"Can we torture him first?" Sam asked eagerly.

Xander laughed. "Sure."

"What's going on?" Sam asked when he got back from a solo hunt.

"Time to move on Sammy."

"We're hitting the road little brother. Can't keep feeding from the one area too long."

"Too many dead bodies in too short a time attracts the wrong type of attention." Sam agreed. "So where are we going?"

"East. Gives us loads of room to roam." Jesse answered and Sam nodded, gathering the clothes he had and adding them to the bag Xander held out. They left in Jesse's car, Sam sprawled out in the backseat, watching the scenery and listening to the older vampires chat. He'd been all over the country as a human but he just knew travelling with the other two was going to be very different to that.

TBC….