A/N: Hey guys so this chapter was delayed because the fucking chapter deleted for no reason -.- I have actually lost count of how many times this has happened, and now I remembered why I had originally stopped posting on before. Anyway, ignore my anger. It should probably help with the chapter anyway. I hope you enjoy it, and leave a fav or review if you did! Feedback is awesome and I'd even like to hear some ideas! :D
Sam and Bobby both knew Dean wouldn't stay at Bobby's place for a week.
In fact, it took three days.
Sam awoke on the third day to wide, green, excited eyes staring at him. If he hadn't already woken up to this many times in the past, instincts would've kicked in the moment he opened his eyes.
"I found us a job!" Dean said proudly and shoved the paper into Sam's hands and forced him to start reading.
The older brother was unsure though. He wanted Dean to have a full night's rest before they left here, and both brothers knew that Dean hasn't had one yet.
"Are you ready for this?" Sam asked as he read that a body of Daniel Elkins was found with bite marks all over his body, and blood drained.
"Of course I am! Sam we've been here for three days." Came Dean's indignant reply and Sam sighed before he pulled the blankets off his body and went to get ready.
Not even a hour later, they were back on the road. Dean was tapping the steering wheel to the beat of the song . Sam kept glancing over at his brother bemusedly, before he went back to reading the papers on the job.
Daniel Elkins.. Why is that name familiar?" Sam looked over at Dean who glanced at the papers.
"Dunno. Maybe we worked with him or dad mentioned him." Dean said before he looked back at the road.
They arrived in Colorado and they went to the bar where Daniel was last seen in.
They spoke to the bartender and got all the info they could from her before they went to Elkin's cabin. Luckily, the police had already scanned the place so there weren't any of them there.
Dean got out the EMF reader, but there was no ghostly energy left here. So they quickly ruled that out, but realized Daniel Elkins was a hunter anyway. They found a secret compartment filled with guns, holy water, and even dead man's blood.
They continued to scan the place and found an empty gun case on the desk and Dean found a letter in his desk to "J.W."
The brothers exchanged glances of confusion, and both wondered if J.W was meant for John Winchester.
Their questions were quickly answered however, when a voice came from behind.
"Glad to see you boys are together, and still alive." They both whirled around and saw their father in the flesh, standing there.
Dean instantly hugged him, overjoyed to find that their father was still alive and seemed unharmed. Sam hesitated however, and John didn't ask or a hug. Just smiled at Sam.
"Glad you're both alright." He said and Dean grinned.
"Of course we are but dad.." Dean soon frowned and John knew what his youngest was going to ask.
"Why the hell did you leave?" their father looked away.
"I was hunting the demon." He said and Dean's face grimaced at just the mention of the demon.
John turned his gaze back to Sam and both brothers were surprised to see grief in his eyes.
"I heard about Jessica, Sam. I'm sorry." John told Sam, and Sam felt anger fill him from head to toe.
"Don't talk like you met her." Sam said in a low voice, barely containing his anger. Dean seemed to realize this and quickly distracted his dad.
"What are you doing here, dad? Is the demon here?" He asked and hoped for a true answer.
"I don't think so. I came to investigate about the vampires though. Daniel Elkins was killed by them, and I wanted to avenge him." John explained about how Daniel trained him to be a hunter, and so now the boys knew where they heard the name before.
Both boys continued to search the house while John read the letter addressed to him, and cursed when he finished it and set it on the desk and stared at the gun case.
"What is it?" Dean asked as he sensed his father's frustrations and his father looked over at him.
"Daniel had a gun called the Colt. It's probably the strongest gun ever created, and the vampires have it." Sam tuned into the conversation and walked over.
"What makes it so strong?" He asked curiously, and their father turned his gaze to him.
"It can kill any supernatural being that has walked the earth. We need that gun." John said and he started walking towards the door and the boys had no choice but to follow him.
That night, Dean tried to avoid Sam and their father's fighting, but it was kind of impossible because no matter what, he was put right in the smack middle.
"So what about every time you use Dean and I as bait? Do you care about us then?" Sam shouted and Dean sighed as he tried to eat his dinner.
"Well you aren't dead yet, so I guess I do!" John yelled back and slammed his fork down and glared at his eldest. Sam's heated look met his.
"So what's your genius plan tonight?! Use one of us as vampire food and steal the Colt and hopes that we get out of there with enough blood to run straight?" Sam got to his feet and Dean knew things were starting to turn serious.
"Sam please-" Dean started but John's squeaking from his chair interrupted him as John too stood.
"I want Dean to lure one of the vampires in so we can have leverage for the Colt." John explained and Sam scoffed angrily.
"Do you even know if Dean is up for it? Oh wait, you wouldn't because you haven't been around!" Sam countered and John flickered his gaze to Dean.
"What happened?" He asked, suddenly concerned which shocked both brothers.
"I don't have time for a chick-flick moment. I'm going to go get dead man's blood." Sam growled before he slammed the door behind him and they both heard the Impala roar to life.
John kept studying his youngest and Dean squirmed before he caved in.
"I had another vision, sir." He said before he abandoned his dinner and sat down on one of the beds.
"What was it this time?" John asked, aware of how much these visions took out of Dean.
"I saw Yellow Eyes.. It was if he was in front of me. I think we'll have an encounter in the future." Dean explained quietly and John stared at him sympathetically.
"Sorry this has to happen to you, son." He said and Dean shrugged.
"Well at least we know now."
"How many days have you stayed up?" John asked suddenly, and Dean hated knowing that he couldn't lie to his father.
"Two sir."
John hated that answer, and he pointed to the bed.
"Get to sleep. If you don't, the cuffs are coming out and you won't be leaving that damn bed until you get at least four hours at least. And I don't want that crappy, "close my eyes and just think I'm sleeping" stuff either." John ordered and Dean grumbled before he kicked off his boots and threw the blankets back before he got into bed.
John watched his son stare at the ceiling for a while before John walked over.
"Want me to knock you out?" He asked, not really wanting to but he knew he needed his son's full attention if the Yellow Eye's was finally coming for him.
Dean looked over and thought about it before he shook his head.
"Sammy'll know and get pissed." He said and rolled away and shut his eyes and tried to sleep.
John stepped outside to listen to the police radio, and while he was, Sam returned with a jar of dead man's blood. Sam clearly still wasn't happy with John so he ignored him completely as he entered the hotel room.
"Your brother is sleeping, so be quiet." John said over his shoulder before he went back to listening to the police radio.
At least two hours later, John finally heard what he was looking for. A young couple missing from their car so he woke his boys.
It looked like Dean finally got to sleep because he looked more tired than usual, and Sam kept shooting his younger brother worried looks but Dean ignored it.
They went out to the highway and they executed their plan. Sam went off with John while Dean stayed with the Impala and acted like he didn't know a thing about cars. But he did take the moment to look to see if the Impala was at %100.
"Is your car okay?"A voice came from behind and it roused Dean from his thoughts.
Dean shrugged as he looked the stranger up and down. She was a girl that seemed to be in her mid twenties, but Dean knew she was probably a century or two old.
"Here, lemmie help." She said, and a second later Dean was shoved up against the side of his car. He was surprised of how quickly she was turning to killing him but he wasn't too worried. She grinned as her eyes glowed and slowly her fangs appeared and Dean smirked but that was to cover up his worry.
What are you waiting for, dad? He thought as he started to struggle so she didn't think there was something up.
"Tough guy, huh? Maybe I'll turn you." She said as she raked her eyes up and down his form.
She leaned forward and Dean stopped as she whispered in his ear.
"But first.. I'll get myself a little snack." She murmured and suddenly, he felt a sharp prick at his throat and he clenched his fists, furious at his father suddenly for being late.
Luckily, a second later as she began to drink, she let out a gasp and separated from him. Dean instantly fell to his knees and grabbed at his bleeding neck.
The girl fell in front of him and he looked to see she was pierced in the back by an arrow, and he assumed it was the one that was dipped in the dead man's blood.
"Dean!" Sam shouted as he and John appeared and he ran over to his younger brother. John quickly tied up the drugged vampire.
"Are you okay?" Sam asked as he helped Dean to his feet and stared at the wound in his neck.
"I'm fine. We need to get the Colt." Dean said and Sam stared at him in disbelief, before he looked to his father.
"How could you let Dean get bitten? We were ready by the time the girl started talking to him!" He shouted and Dean weakly tried to push Sam back.
"I needed her to be distracted." John said and Sam growled and went to size up to John but Dean finally summoned enough strength and put his arms around Sam's chest and pulled him back.
"Not now. We need to raid the nest." Dean snapped and Sam glanced over, before he reluctantly nodded.
Soon, Dean and Sam were both creeping through the nest, and knew the plan. They both silently looked at each other before Dean nodded and went to the cage where a couple of humans were being held and went to pick the lock. Sam had his back until he noticed a lone girl that was tied to a pole. He went to go get her out too.
While this was happening, John was trying to get the colt when suddenly a scream came from the room where the boys were. John prayed that his boys were alright before he was met with a problem of his own. The vampire he was trying to steal the colt from woke up and spotted the hunter.
Soon, the three Winchesters were running for their leaves and beheading whoever came too close.
They reached the Impala and all three jumped in and went speeding down the road.
"Okay, plan B. I was hoping it didn't jump to this." John sighed and let the boys drop him off at the side of the road with the still drugged vampire.
"We could stay if you want." Dean said but John shook his head.
"I need you guys to distract the other vampires and save the captives." He explained and Dean and Sam went back to the nest to clear it out while John began to walk with Kate, hoping that her scent will draw out the vampire he wanted.
Sure enough, three vampires soon appeared and John spotted the Colt in the belt of the leader.
"How about we do a trade?" John asked casually, not waiting to greet or anything. The girl had already been doused with the blood for long enough and it would be wearing off soon.
The vampire narrowed his eyes, and John rose a machete to the girls find, and the male hissed in frustration.
"Fine. This stupid gun for Kate." The vampire growled before he set the Colt down a couple feet from John and stepped back. John narrowed his eyes and nudged Kate forward, but once she was gone from John's grasp, he went to go grab the Colt but another vampire that John didn't notice, went forward and attacked John.
Sam and Dean had finished up early when they discovered that most of the vampires were gone, but they both knew that John was going on a suicide mission. They had returned quickly to see John wrestling with a vampire.
"Crap." Dean muttered before they both stealthily attacked, killing the extra vampires and Dean slid his machete across the ground towards John, and their father took the moment to raise it and kill his attacker.
While Sam and Dean's attacks distracted the leader, John took the time he now had to crawl over to the Colt, and shoot the vampire in the head.
As darkness spread over his skin and he crumpled to the ground, they all knew it proved their point that the Colt indeed worked. The female vampire snarled at them, but knew that if she stayed, she was dead. So she disappeared by running away.
"W-We did it." Dean said in satisfaction but their father wasn't too happy with them. They waited until they got back to the motel to discuss what happened.
All three Winchester's were surprised when Dean was the one to explain that they were proud they disobeyed an order.
"If we didn't, you'd be dead." Dean explained, and John studied his youngest.
"You're right." John admitted reluctantly, and soon, the three had agreed to hunt the Yellow Eyed demon together.
So ending was kinda crap, and rushed.. Yeah I'm sorry. Just today, I'm a bit busy because I've got homework that I've been ignoring. I hope you guys enjoyed this story though! Much luv everyone! 3
