New chapter! I usually don't update so fast but I had ideas so here you go. Just so you know, all the lore and things happening to Dean and Vivian are made up by me so don't go telling me it's inaccurate. Anyways, enjoy and review!

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It took them almost a day to get to Sioux Falls. No one spoke a word during that entire time. There was an odd sort of tension in the car as they drove; the kind that made it impossible to listen to music.

Vivian thought about all Dean had told her. She hadn't been surprised when he'd said that monsters exist or when he had told her that he and Sam hunted them. Vampires, werewolves, ghosts, even demons, hadn't fazed her. She didn't know why she wasn't more frightened but she accepted her calmness, figuring it was stupid to look a gift horse in the mouth.

She knew that Dean hadn't told her everything even though he said he had. He was holding something back and she had an idea of what it was. She pushed away the thought, hoping it wasn't true. It was probably just that her instincts were all out of whack due to the events of the past few days. Yes, that must be it, she thought deciding not to dwell on it.

After a while she fell asleep, lulled by the motion of the car, and for the first time in weeks her dreams weren't plagued with green eyes and the pressure of fingertips against her skin.


They arrived at the scrap yard at about 9 o'clock at night. Bobby was waiting on the porch for them, a grim look on his face.

Sam leaned over and shook Vivian awake.

"We're here," he said softly. She nodded groggily and sat up, rubbing her eyes.

"Hey Bobby," Dean greeted with a wave as he stepped out of the car.

"Where is she?" Bobby asked, getting straight to the point. Dean nodded towards the car just as Vivian was stepping out.

Bobby had the look of a typical redneck with his trucker hat and beard; a beer in one hand, a shot gun in the other. Vivian had been expecting someone older, possibly in their sixties. It only then occurred to her that hunters probably didn't live that long.

"Hi," she said awkwardly. Bobby didn't respond, he just ushered them all inside.

"Better start at the beginning." He said once the three younger people in the room were situated on the couch, Sam between Dean and Vivian.

So Dean told him everything. Vivian listened in interest to his story about the vampire they had been hunting when they had found her. Dean hadn't gone into much detail when he had told her earlier.

Bobby sighed once Dean was finished, "I was afraid you'd say that."

Vivian didn't like the tone he was using. It caused fear to stir in her heart. Were they in danger?

"You two haven't touched yet, have you?" Bobby asked, addressing the two dream lovers. They both shook their heads and Bobby's expression relaxed slightly. "There might still be a chance then."

"What do you mean?" The confusion in Vivian's voice was evident. What was he talking about?

Bobby stood up and went to the desk, grabbing a book that lay open there.

"I might've found something that'll explain what's happening to you two." He said once he had sat down again. Dean looked at Vivian and she nodded, giving him permission to continue.

"What is it?" Dean inquired for the both of them.

"A blood tie," Bobby answered grimly. Sam's eyes widened but Dean and Vivian's expressions of cluelessness were almost identical.

"What?" Vivian asked lamely.

"A blood tie is incredibly dark magic," Sam replied. "To make one requires a bonding ritual that takes days, even weeks."

"It can only be done once every 7 years or so." Bobby added.

"What's it do?" Dean wanted to know, failing to see what the problem was.

"A blood tie can be used for any number of things, depending on the exact ingredients used for the ritual." Sam told them. "Sometimes it's used like voodoo. You kill one person and the other dies. With slight adjustments it could bring someone back to life or transfer a fatal illness from one person to another."

Vivian gaped at him.

"Why would someone want to do that to us?" she asked, eyes wide.

"My best guess is that the demon that holds your contract did it." Dean sent Bobby a warning look.

Vivian's heart sank. Dean had never mentioned any contract.

Bobby ignored Dean and pushed the book he was holding into the younger man's hands.

"There is a small bit of lore that suggests an extremely powerful demon or witch could pull off a very rare ritual intended for a pure woman and a condemned man." Bobby pointed to a few sentences at the bottom of the page.

"Pure?" Dean repeated turning to Vivian, a look of disbelief on his face. "You're a virgin?"

"No," Vivian answered with a shake of her head. "I was planning on going home with Sam when you met me for God's sake."

Sam's eyebrows shot up and his face turned bright red.

"Uh-you-Sam?" Dean spluttered.

Vivian nodded and shrugged. She didn't know why it was so easy to admit something like that when her dreams of Dean had caused her cheeks to flare up so she looked like a tomato but she figured it just had to do with Dean's effect on her. Something about Dean put her off, she noticed. She felt smaller around him, meeker.

"Why me?" Vivian inquired, ignoring the boys and turning back to Bobby.

"I'm not sure," Bobby responded, taking the book back and looking at it. "All it says is that the demon didn't have to necessarily choose you specifically. I mean it could've but there's another ritual it could've used to find you."

"What would the ritual do?" Dean asked, finding his words again.

"Well basically it finds someone who you are compatible with and sends dreams to cause desire," Bobby answered gruffly. He went back to reading. "Looks like you pissed off some hot shot downstairs, boy."

Vivian's eyebrows knit together. "What are the effects of the blood tying ritual?"

"Well due to the fact that each ritual varies depending on the people and ingredients involved the only certain things we know are that you two are connected for better or worse," Sam told her, still embarrassed from her earlier statement and not meeting her eyes. He took the book from Bobby and read for a moment before looking up in surprise, worry etched on every feature.

"And?" Vivian asked, fearing the answer.

"And if Dean touches you, he'll die."

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