A/N: I don't own anyone but my OC's…though I wished the guys…*sighs*

The air was chilled as the sun began rising over the horizon. Dean drove the pickup with the trailer securely latched on the hitch. The slaves, Andy and Ash, rose silently in the back as they knew not to speak to their masters unless spoken to first. Sam could feel his brother's anxiety oozing from him as they took the one road into town.

Mount Pleasant served as the main area of commerce for the region. It was here vampires could sell and buy slaves, purchase goods and services including sexual services. Those were located on the North side of town away from the vibrant downtown region. Dean killed the engine and hopped out with Andy and Ash in tow. It was the responsibility of the slaves to carry all purchases and load them in the trailer. John had written a specific list and instructed the boys to stick to it though the guys always managed to sneak a little extra something for themselves without John's suspicion.

"Let's start at the market and get what we need for the slaves," Dean barked. Sam waved the slaves on and the trio headed towards the large brick building which housed the vendors. Dean walked the opposite direction to where vampires gathered and socialized. Some would bring their slaves along to show off and for fellow vampires to sample. He scanned around for Alaric not seeing him yet. But Dean knew he would appear and hopefully so would she.

"Hey Dean!" Dean turned around to see a familiar face.

"Hey Jessica!" Jessica bounced up and hugged Dean tightly.

"Where's that brother of yours?" She smiled hoping to see Sam.

"Back at the market getting food and supplies," Dean hitched a thumb over his shoulder. "He's still there and knowing Sam he'll be there for a while."

"Yeah that's Sammy," she sighed. "So what brings you over here?"

Dean paused unsure of what or how to tell her he was infatuated with Alaric's new slave and was devising a way to get her and make her his.

"You're waiting for Alaric I know."

"How did you know?"

"Dean, he's my brother. I saw her yesterday and got a chance to delve into her thoughts. She was thinking about you."

"About me?" Dean gasped.

"Yeah she was hoping you would buy her. It seems my brother's taken a shinning to her."

Dean subdued the anger rising within him. Alaric had been running his filthy hands over her body and doing who knows what else to her. Jessica could see rage knocking on the door and quickly placed a calming hand on his shoulder.

"My brother is coming though. He always did love showing off."

"Yeah," Dean snorted and rolled his eyes. Just then another hand dropped on his shoulder followed by the familiar but annoying tone.

"Well it looks like they let just about anyone here nowadays," Alaric taunted as Dean shoved his hand off him. "What are you doing here Winchester?"

"Getting supplies Saltzman," Dean bristled. Jessica shot a warning look at her brother. Though he and Dean didn't see eye to eye she was still friends with the Winchesters.

"Oh well I didn't see your brother or your little slaves…." Alaric scanned the crowd.

"They're in the marketplace," Dean huffed. He was letting Saltzman get under his skin which was something he vowed never to allow happen.

"Well shouldn't you be there as well? I mean you really should keep an eye on your slaves after what happened with Carrie, Katrina, Christina…."

"Cassie!" Dean snapped. Alaric arched an eyebrow and smirked at his adversary.

"Hit a raw nerve did I? Oh I am just oh so sorry…." Jessica stepped in as she was growing weary of her brother's mind games.

"Alaric knock it off! You got your jollies now leave Dean alone!" The older Saltzman backed away and retreated to his Suburban and opened the door.

Dean could hear him telling someone to step out and watched as Brooklyn emerged from the black SUV. Her attire was appropriate for the weather. She was dressed in a heavy but gorgeous emerald dress with leather shoes and heavy cloak with hood. Part of her hair was pulled back keeping the loose strands free from her face. Dean felt those soulful grey eyes land on him revealing the same pleading look from the day before.

Alaric caught Dean gazing upon his slave and immediately blocked her from his view. His dark eyes burned towards the vampire.

"Jessica I will be home later," he cast one last warning look at Dean before pulling out a pair of leather bands and securing them around Brooklyn's wrists. Dean managed to catch the pained expression on her beautiful face as the bonds were tied in place. Her eyes slowly rose up to his pleading with him one last time before she was forcefully dragged away.

"That's Brooklyn, my brother's new slave," Jessica said sadly. Dean turned around seeing his friend looking back at him. Her eyes were full of sorrow as she spoke of the slave. "She has battled him since the moment she was sold. Those are the ones who break the worst. Her soul is defiant and passionate but my brother will not stand for it."

"What do you mean?" Dean asked.

"When my brother wants something he gets it," Jessica flashed a brief but sad smile before heading back to her home. Dean grew more determined than ever to get Brooklyn away from Alaric. He quickly got an idea.

"Jessica!" Jessica turned around spotting Dean sprinting towards her.

"Dean what's wrong?" He shoved a slip of paper in her pocket.

"Please give this to Brooklyn," he pleaded. Jessica was hesitant.

"I don't Dean I mean Alaric hasn't let her out of his sight since he bought her."

"Please Jessica I'm begging you. Ever since the day I saw her something stirred within me. Something I never felt before. I have to know what."

Jessica felt Dean's eyes beseech her to do this one favor. She knew doing such risked her brother's anger but then again he could be such a prima donna.

"Fine, I'll try to give it to her," Dean grinned from ear to ear and scooped the smaller vampire in his arms swinging her around.

"Thanks Jessica," he said with every ounce of gratitude he held.

Dean strolled back towards the marketplace locating Sam as he was wrapping up his shopping excursion. Andy and Ash had their hands full to say the least but somehow managed to make it back to the trailer and load up everything.

"Get everything?" Sam nodded as he paid and got his receipt.

"Yep and managed to get each of us a little something," he grinned as he handed over the small pouch to his brother. Dean opened it up seeing the golden amulet on the thin black cord.

"Sam this is great!" Dean slipped it over his head and continued to admire the talisman between his fingers. "Thanks!"

Sam merely shrugged and flashed a goofy grin. "I saw it and thought it was something right up your alley."

Dean nodded and hopped in the truck and threw it into gear as they headed home. He hoped Jessica would come through. Sam noticed his brother was a bit lighter in his mood as they drove back down the road.

Alaric continued showing Brooklyn off receiving a flood of compliments from Councilmen and prominent members alike. Some offered great sums of money for just one night with her while others offered services and beyond. Alaric turned each and every proposition down as he wasn't willing to share Brooklyn with anyone. He continued parading her around until he decided it was time to go. He was anxious to continue breaking her in as she was still not fully broken yet.

The leather straps tightened as Alaric pulled Brooklyn away towards the waiting SUV. She jerked back but Alaric proved to be stronger. With a simple flick of his wrist she was being slammed against his body and coming face to face with calm but dangerous eyes.

"Don't push it Brooklyn. You are starting to test my patience."

Brooklyn hardened her stare at the vampire before he roughly pushed her in the back and took his place beside her. The driver started up the vehicle and directed it towards the North. She watched as Alaric pushed a button and the divider separating the driver and passengers came up. Brooklyn swallowed hard feeling the dread pooling in the pit of her stomach. Her body froze as the cloak was unclasped then pulled away. Alaric grinned while his hand pulled the level lowering the seat until it was flat.

"Please….." She begged but her words fell upon deaf ears.

"Please what? Take you right here and now? I'd love to," he whispered as his hands shoved the skirt up to her waist exposing her naked lower body. His icy touch caused her to gasp as he fondled and stroked her inner thighs then heated folds between her legs. The vampire grinned as he felt his slave's body respond to him then slowly undid his own pants and belt. Brooklyn could only lie there as he positioned his hips and grappled her thighs then buried his cock deep within her.

The driver veered off the road and towards a hidden clearing so his master could carry out his needs with his slave. He shut his eyes and waited while the glass muted any groans or cries from the other side.

"I saw the way he looked at you. The way he wanted you….." Alaric snarled in her ear as he continued thrusting inside of her. "You're mine Brooklyn."

Brooklyn could only look up seeing the animalistic glint in his eyes and hair tousled on top of his head. She felt her body being lifted off the seat giving her master all the access he needed and wanted. She dare not strike as Brooklyn knew he would make good on his word and hunt down the rest of her hunters. Instead she kept silent letting the vampire have her body as he saw fit. Brooklyn felt a tight sensation coiling deep within her body and realized what it was. Alaric sensed it too as his body was nearing climax with every snap of his hips. She closed her eyes and arched her back as the wave crashed into her. Alaric watched his slave's face twist and contort at her body's tightening around him.

She opened her eyes as his fangs slid gleaming in the fading light. His movements were inhuman in speed as he arched over sinking his fangs into her other shoulder. He couldn't get enough of her blood as it was so pure and refreshing compared to the others he had fed upon over the last 2,000 years. The rest of his body followed and exploded within her. The hot sticky come filled her body, coating the hot walls that clenched around his softening cock. The intensity of the vampire's orgasm increased tenfold as the essence of the human pulsed through him prolonging the sexual ecstasy he felt. Brooklyn found herself fisting what little of the seat she could as the pain of Alaric's nails tore at her skin and scraping against her hips.

Alaric was lost in the sea of pleasure wanting it to last as long as possible. It was a high unlike any other he felt or endured and the vampire loved every moment of it. Hearing the soft cries of the human beneath him caused him to sigh as he fed for a mere moment longer before forcing himself to withdraw. The vampire carefully licked the wound watching the puncture holes shrink then vanish altogether. He slid a nail across his wrist watching the thin red line form then tilted the bleeding limb above Brooklyn's open mouth. Three drops landed on her lips the slipped inside her mouth. If any vampire dared to touch her his blood would be sensed in her veins.

He didn't move despite his waning orgasm and remained pressed on top of her kissing her neck and lips. Brooklyn didn't respond and even resisted initially until his words echoed in her ears.

Remember my warning…..

Brooklyn cringed as she responded to his advances thinking of her group and praying they were still alive. Alaric kept her pinned beneath him feeling his cock responding to her. He fisted her hair in his hands as he slowly started pumping within her once again.

I have another chap ready to go......