Chapter Three

The three hunters, each with their own weapons, headed towards the vampire infested barn. Being swift in their movements, with practiced ease, especially the two brothers. While taking in their surroundings, they were able to find a small window just two feet above their heads. Sam, being the tallest, went on his tiptoes.

Dean mumbled something under his breath about how much of an amateur he thought Taylor was, and how silly it was for her to try and come out here alone.

While Taylor had heard something come from the hunter's mouth, she did not comment. Now was not the time anyway.

"What's going on Sam?" Taylor asked in a whisper. Sam was about to answer her when she had stumbled backwards after shifting on her feet, only to have a rusted rake fall to the ground.

Fortunately, it didn't wake any of the vampires that were in there. Dean gave her a look of annoyance, but she brushed it off, muttering a 'sorry' under her breath. Not that she really was.

"There are seventeen in there." Sam said in a quiet tone after counting all of the vampires.

It was more than Taylor thought there would be, but still, she wasn't worried. An idea struck her and she looked to Sam, "Sam, let me get on your shoulders." She said in a quiet tone.

Sam glanced at his older brother in confusion before looking to the younger girl, "What, why?" He asked.

"I want to see if I can get one of them." She said, holding up her crossbow.

"No." Dean said, answering for Sam before he could even say anything. Taylor just sent him a look before rolling her eyes. "Fine." She muttered before looking around for something to stand on. Smirking when she found a small, cheap plastic step stool she pushed it with her foot towards the window before getting on it. Moving her arm back, Dean sent her a whispered warning, but she ignored him and let the arrow go.

It hit her target but she awoke and gave a little shrike before the poison started to work it's magic.

"Crap! We've got to work fast!" Taylor told the boys as she hopped down from the step stool.

"Great job." Dean said sarcastically before practically ripping the door open and running in, the other two following quickly. They'd need to work fast to kill all of these vampires since more and more of them were waking up.

Sam and Dean quickly got into the rhythm of kicking, punching and beheading, but Taylor tried something different. She got back on the crate, stood on it and loaded her crossbow. She quickly aimed and let go of the arrow, it flew across and the dead man's blood soaked tip stabbed through one of the female vampire's shoulder. Withering in pain, Taylor then watched as Sam and Dean beheaded two, one of which had been poisoned with the blood. Before long, seven were dead. Without any major injuries on the hunter's body, they continued to fight.

Without warning, a vampire lunged at Sam. Knocking the unexpected hunter to the ground.

"Sam!" Dean shouted before running after him, as his brother tried to fight off the vampire. In a small fit of rage, Dean quickly beheaded the vampire and checked to see how much damage it had caused Sam.

"It's nothing," Sam told is brother. Unfortunately, it was just a little bit more than nothing. "We can fix it up when we get back to our room" he quickly concluded.

The three of them continued killing the remaining vampires. Finally, after what seemed like ages, they had won the battle. They buried the bodies in silence, then hurried back to their motel rooms.

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As it turns out, they were staying only three rooms away from each other. When Taylor got out of her truck she quickly jogged to the brothers to make sure that Sam's arm was okay. "Sam, you okay?" she quietly asked him as Dean unlocked the door to their room.

"Yeah. How 'bout you?"

"I'll live." she simply stated with a bit of a grimace. As she started to head to her room, to take a shower, she heard Dean mutter, "Stupid amateur."

Taylor shot him a nasty glare. "What ever you say Dean," she mumbled. She was way to tired to fight his at the moment.

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As soon as she got back in her room, she jumped in the shower. Nearly twenty minutes later, she got out and dressed for bed. After one more look at the disgustingly decorated room, her head hit the pillow and she slept until well into the morning.

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Once Taylor was awake, dressed and packed, she went outside to see if Sam and Dean were still in town. Luckily, she caught them just before they hit the road. "Hey, sorry 'bout your arm Sam. That looked nasty last night."

"It's alright," Sam said in response, glancing down at his arm briefly before looking up to her with a small smile. Dean was packing up the Impala, muttering the whole time.

"So, thanks for the help last night. I admit that I needed a bit. Maybe not both of you though," she added playfully as she passed a glance over towards Dean.

"So, I'll see you guys around eventually I guess." she told them as she began to head towards her truck.

"Bye, Taylor." Sam said, though Dean kept quiet.

"Bye." She said with a smile towards Sam, looking over her shoulder to him before she turned her head forward again.

"Huh." She thought to herself. "It wasn't all that bad working with the boys. Sure, Dean was a piece of work but they got the job done well. They would be good contacts to have for future emergencies."

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Since the hunt was over, Taylor decided to go visit her aunt Ellen back at the Roadhouse. Maybe she'd bus a few tables and get a new case or two but nothing with vampires. After that hunt she figured she needed a little bit of a break from them.

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