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Chapter 3

[Dean]

"Where to next, Sammy?" I asked, closing the door behind me.

"You're kidding right?"

"No..?"

"You're just going to pretend that we didn't just leave behind a stunning girl who happens to be the first one to actually share a bed with you just to sleep?"

"Hey man, it was her choice to stay behind. There will be plenty of other chicks." Sam rolled his eyes.

"Well, I found a case out in Nevada. A couple kids dropping dead. Looks like a witch."

"To Nevada we go," I answered, turning the radio up as we pulled out of Drew's driveway. I couldn't help but think about what Sam said. She was stunning. And she was the first to spend a night with me and only sleep. But for some reason, I didn't feel like it was a bad thing. I was comfortable next to her. Somehow, she had gone from stunningly sexy at the bar in her little black dress and red lips to adorably sexy in her leggings and ponytail. It shouldn't be legal for a girl to be able to do that. I wished she'd come with us. I wouldn't mind so much having another person tag along. But I knew where she was coming from. She'd been abducted by a demon before even realizing demons were real. If I were her, I'd want to go back to a normal life and pretend none of that happened. Unfortunately, pretending none of that happened meant she'd be pretending she never met me. And for some reason, that hit deep.

Four hours later, we pulled up to a gas station to fill up and take a leak. Sam went ahead into the gas station while I stayed back to fill up the tank. While Baby was filling up, I checked my phone, a small part of me wishing I'd have a message from Drew. But my inbox was empty and I had no missed calls. I sighed and shoved my phone back into my pocket. Once Baby was finished, I pulled her up into a parking spot just outside the door and walked into the gas station. Sam was carrying as many snacks as his long arms could carry and had just reached the counter to pay.

"Hey, I'm gonna take a leak. I'll meet you back at the car," I told him. Sam nodded in acknowledgment and I made my way to the bathroom. Along the way, I noticed a girl, no older than Sam, with fiery red hair and long tanned legs. She made eyes at me and I gave her a slight nod, flashing her a grin. She blushed and quickly looked down at the bottle of water she was holding.

"Still got it," I thought. "So why didn't I have the same effect on Drew?" I quickly shoved the thought of Drew out of my mind.

I met Sam back at Baby, where he was sitting in the passenger seat, guzzling a bottle of water.

"Whoa there, save some water for the rest of the planet, will ya?" I said, buckling my seatbelt and pulling out of the parking lot.

"Yeah, yeah, here you go," Sam answered, throwing a bag of chips onto my lap. Another hour passed and Sam was passed out; his mouth hung wide open and I couldn't help but laugh. I wished I could get a picture but my phone was sitting in my duffel bag in the backseat. Instead, I shoved a plastic spoon into his mouth and waited for him to wake up.

Sam's phone buzzed but he was passed out. Two more buzzes and it was silent. Probably nothing important. It went off again and I picked up his phone from where it lay in the cup holder and answered.

"Hello?"

"Dean?" a panicked voice sounded from the other side.

"Drew?"

"Help me," she whispered.

"What's wrong?"

"Th-there's so many of them," she whispered. Her voice cracked with fear. I slammed on the breaks, causing Sam's upper body to fly forward, waking him up.

"Dude!" he exclaimed. I spun the wheel and turned around.

"What's going on?" he asked slowly. I didn't answer.

"Drew, can you get out of there?"

"Dean, I'm so scared," she cried. "Please help me."

"We're coming, Chardonnay. We're coming."

"Dean!" her voice heightened into a shriek and the line went dead.

"Shit!" I exclaimed throwing the phone into the backseat. "Drew's in trouble."

I stepped on the gas. We were five hours away. No way Drew would make it that long.

"Sammy, I need you to call whichever hunter is closest to Drew and get him there asap," I commanded.

"Dean, what's going on?" Sam asked as he leaned back to grab his phone.

"I don't know. Someone's there and they've got her." I gripped the wheel, my jaw set, as I sped along the road.

I couldn't drive fast enough. Lights flashed by in a blur. I think we passed a few cars on our way back. Some probably honked when I sped past them. I couldn't be sure. I didn't care.

"She was our responsibility," I stated. "She was supposed to be safe."

"There is another hunter 20 minutes away from her," Sam said as he put his phone up to his ear. "She'll be okay."

"We shouldn't have left her," I muttered through clenched teeth.

"We couldn't have known, Dean. We did what we coul-This is Sam Winchester…" I tuned my brother out as he talked with the hunter, giving him what little information we had as to what he would be up against. Sam hung up and assured me Drew would be okay.

An hour and a half passed and I had yet to relax. "Where the hell is this guy?" I exclaimed. We still hadn't heard back from the hunter rescuing Drew. I began to fear the worst. I should have more trust in other hunters' abilities, but I struggled to trust anyone other than Sam and my father. For all I knew, this guy could be dead. And so could Drew.

Minutes passed and Sam's phone buzzed.

"Hello?" he answered. He paused before putting the phone on speaker.

"I don't know what gave you boys the impression that this was the work of demons," the voice came through. "It took some tracking but I found your girl."

"Is she safe?" I spoke up impatiently.

"I'm gonna need some backup," he answered. "She's in a vamp nest. At least a dozen in there."

"It's 3:30 in the afternoon," I exclaimed. "Kick open the doors, let the light in and kill those sons of bitches."

"Dean, there's a dozen in there," Sam hissed. "It'd be a suicide mission to go in alone." I hated to admit he was right.

"Good new is your girl is still alive. She's a feisty one, she is."

"We'll be there in 3 ½ hours," Sam said. "Find out what you can and stock up on some dead man's blood. We're going in as soon as we get there." He got the location and hung up.

"We'll be there soon," Sam told me.

"Not soon enough," I grumbled, pressing harder on the gas. I couldn't decide if I

felt better or worse. Better because Drew was alive and fighting or worse because she was in a vamp next with a dozen blood-sucking leeches.

We pulled up behind a small pickup truck next to a chain link fence that was home to hundreds of intertwining vines. A man hopped out, wielding a shotgun and a machete strapped to his back. We shook hands and he introduced himself as Matt. He was short, probably about 5'6" and had bright red hair and a tangled beard.

"So what are we looking at?" Sam asked.

"3 guarding the entrance. Your girl is probably somewhere in the back. Everything else is unknown."

"We're going in blind," I huffed. "You're sure she's still alive?"

"She was an hour ago when I went to check out the area again," Matt answered.

"You got the blood?" Matt walked back to his truck and emerged seconds later carrying a small satchel. He lifted the flap to reveal 4 syringes filled with dead man's blood. I walked around to the back of Baby, removing the false bottom that covered our arsenal of weapons. Sam and I each pulled out a machete and a pistol.

"Let's do this."

We followed the shadows through the field to a seemingly abandoned warehouse. The sun was still up, so we were fairly certain no vampires would see us until we had actually entered the building. But you can never be too careful. Sam broke off to catch one of the vamps off guard. While Matt and I hung back, he used the corner of the building to hide himself. The vamp must have caught his scent and slowly edged around the corner. Before he could react, Sam was already swinging his machete, cutting the vampire's head off with one clean swipe.

Matt and I slowly made our way to the other two vampires, who were leaning against the doorway in silence. On the way, I swooped up the head of the vampire Sam had killed. The entrance dipped in a few feet from the sides, creating a small hallway between the vampires and us. Standing just around the corner, I rolled the head towards them to distract them. Both watched as the head rolled, looking confused, then surprised, then angry. Matt quickly spun around the corner, machete in hand, decapitating the vampire closest to us. I jumped out from behind him and took off the third vampire's head in a clean strike.

"3 down, 9 to go, eh?" Matt shrugged.

"Keep your guard up," I told him. "That was too easy." We silently entered the building, trying to slip in as quickly as possible so as not to let in a lot of light. Sudden light would surely announce our presence much quicker than we wanted. We crept through the building, searching for Drew. Matt thought she would be in the farthest room so as I made a beeline for the back, Sam and Matt peeked through doorways just in case. We froze when Sam's shoe scuffed against a dirt pile, but there were no vampires in sight.

"Where are they?" I wondered. A locked door guarded the very last room in the far back of the building.

"This has to be it," I whispered. "Be ready." Sam and Matt each faced away from me, guarding my back as I aimed my pistol and shot at the door handle. It took three shots before the door creaked open. I pushed the door open further, machete at the ready. The room was empty except for one chair in the very center of the room, and one beat up, bloodied girl.

Drew's head hung limp, her blonde hair matted with dried blood. Her wrists and ankles were tied tightly to the chair and blood coated her clothes.

"Drew," I breathed, rushing to her side. My heart dropped to my stomach at the thought that she might not be alive. I knelt down next to her and gently tilted her head up.

She moaned slightly and I let out a breath of relief. If nothing else, she was alive. Her eyes opened just a crack, revealing her once bright but now dull, lifeless blue eyes.

"Dean?" she croaked.

"It's me, Chardonnay," I told her as I started to untie her. "We're going to get you out of here."

"Dean…" she muttered a few times, clearly trying to regain some form of clarity. "Dean, you have to get out of here."

"Not without you."

"They'll kill you."

"Not if we kill them first." I finished untying her. "Can you walk?" She nodded as she struggled to push herself up. I hooked an arm around her waist and led her towards the door.

"Where do you think you're going?" a creaking voice asked. "That's my dinner you've got there."

"Dean!" Sam exclaimed as the vampires suddenly surrounded him and Matt we had managed to avoid. I heard the grunts and sounds of combat. The vampire who stopped me, a 30-year-old man the same height as me with sickeningly sharp teeth, lunged. I stuck a leg out, kicking him in the stomach. He stumbled back for a second-long enough for me to grab the syringe of dead man's blood from my jacket pocket. When he lunged again, I stuck the needle deep into his neck and ejected the blood. With Drew leaning heavily on my side, I twisted around her, separating the vampire's head from his neck. Matt and Sam had managed to kill off 3 more vampires, suffering several cuts and scrapes along the way. I hoped they could handle the last few while I got Drew to safety.

We were mere feet from the door. The remaining 5 were occupied with Sam and Matt. Or so I thought.

Drew's body was swept out from my arms. She let out a small shriek as her body flew against the pillar, connecting with a loud crack. Her body fell limp at the base. A bloodied, angry female vampire stood in front of me. She bared her fangs and a soft hiss escaped from her lips.

"Big mistake," I hissed, throwing a punch in her direction. She swiftly dodged and sent a kick to the back of my knee, sending me to the ground. I rolled quickly to the side as she landed a punch to where my head used to be. It left a small hole in the concrete. I slid my leg, kicking her legs out from underneath her. I dove for the machete that had fallen a few feet away from me, grabbing it and swinging as soon as I heard her lunge. I missed her head-unfortunately-but managed to send a deep cut across her chest. She stepped back, looking down at the wide wound. She snarled at me and came at me with fierce speed. I pulled another syringe out of my jacket pocket-the only remaining one-and dug it into her neck. She looked dazed as she stepped back and fell to the floor. I panted and pulled myself off the ground. I picked up the machete and swiftly decapitated her.

"Man, we just took out a whole vampire nest!" Matt's excited voice echoed through the warehouse. I shot a look at him. Was this guy 30 or 3? Sam started running towards me and I booked it to where Drew's body lay.

Her breathing was shallow and uneven. It seemed every breath was a fight. Her heartbeat was faint and her skin was ghostly pale. She had a large bruise running across her right cheek, a busted lip, and several cuts and bite marks across every speck of exposed skin. I supported her upper body with my arm and her head hung limp against me.

"Come on, Chardonnay," I whispered. "Wake up."

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