AN: rawr. i actually based some key moments in this FF on some fan art i saw, so i had to fill in gaps between the moments. not my best writing, but i liked it enough to publish it. shrug

Sam checked his shot gun one last time before slamming the trunk of the impala down. Bobby returned his machete to its sheath and Gabriel just stood with hands in pockets, no visible weapons.

"Are you sure about this plan?" bobby asked Sam, raising an eyebrow unsure "it isn't exactly water tight"

"It's our best idea so far" Sam said. Gabriel effortlessly lifted the cover off the man hole and one by one the descended into the slimy wet sewers.

"Surrounding it from all sides for an ambush isn't going to be easy, on account of the fact we have no idea where it is" bobby said, switching on his flash light. Sam looked down both lengths of the pipes, making no attempt to respond to bobby.

"Right; we all have a copy of the sewer layout. Just follow your assigned paths; we can only assume it in the centre mainframe" Sam said, pulling out his traced plan. Bobby just looked at him a moment before nodding and heading off in his designated direction. Gabriel hung back a moment longer. Sam looked into the angels nervous eyes and smiled gently.

"I'll be fine; we've taken down much bigger and badder things" he said.

" I'm still not happy" Gabriel pouted. Sam chuckled and cradled Gabriel's face in one hand planting a kiss on his lips. Gabriel clung to Sam's lapel, holding him there as long as he could. Sam gave him one last reassuring smile before heading off into the complex of concrete. Gabriel watched him walk away.

When Sam was sure he was half way to the main chamber, he stopped and lent against the sewer wall. He listened, and was sure he heard unnatural sounds following him. Pulling out his knife, he held out his spare hand and grit his teeth.

"Sorry Gabriel" he said, and then drew the blade across his palm. A line of red quickly overflowed and he stood up straight. He put away his knife, and then holding out his hand, carried on through the complex with red beads staining the floors grey and green "but this is personal"

It wasn't long before he was certain he was being followed. The strange hissing and occasional fast footfall made the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end. He kept looking over his shoulder but it wouldn't let itself be seen. His hand was only weakly bleeding now but it was enough to keep it on his trail and not the others. He was about to reach the main chamber when he realised he had run out of time. He whipped around but it was far too fast. It landed on him, sending them into rolls across the disgusting floor. He ended up on the bottom and tried to shield his face with his arms as it snapped and slashed at him. His flashlight, the only source of light in the tunnel, was only giving him flashes of what it looked like.

Dead purple skin, wide red eyes, insane teeth and long claws extending from the tips of its long fingers. He cried out as it made three more deep gashes in his already hurt hand. With a strong kick he sent it flying and then as fast as he could, got to his feet with flash light in hand. In a blur it was on him again, forcing him against the curved wall. The force of his head connecting with the concrete made his vision swirl and go black for a second. In that split second it took the opportunity, and with a hiss, buried its teeth in his neck. His eyes flew wide open and a strangled cry tore from his throat. It was suddenly gone and in the weak light of the flashlight dipped in sewer slime, he saw it watching him a few steps away.

"Run little fly" it said, its voice somewhere between male and female. It was toying with him. He clamped his hand over the bite and tried to make it towards the chamber. But his legs wouldn't move properly and he felt like he weighed a tonne. The venom was already playing with his mind; how dean had driven he couldn't grasp. He stumbled on, determined to find a place where he could gain upper hand before collapsing. He just had to kill it, and then the others would find them. He made it to the entrance to the chamber before falling on something and landing hard on the floor. The monster chuckled darkly.

"You taste like the other one; the one who was here yesterday" the zinzigo said. Sam desperately tried to drag himself into the chamber, fighting with his eyes to stay open and conscious. He struggled to understand his own thoughts. "He was your brother I'm assuming" it continued, pacing slowly beside Sam as he crawled along.

"I actually let him get away; I had had a rather satisfying day and was interested in how it would go down". Just a little farther. "Frankly he tasted more… complex, and intriguing. All those guilty and dark thoughts swimming around in his head. But I'll settle with you I guess". Sam stopped and rolled on his back, exhausted.

"Then do it" he forced out through thick lips and tongue.

"Fine" it hissed tauntingly and knelt to him, lifting his torso and grabbing his hair to pull his head to one side. He felt its cold breath on his neck.

"Now" he choked and the zinzigo stopped, a confused look crossing its face. Suddenly a strong beam of light erupted from the roof when Gabriel perched on a beam, man hole covering torn from the ceiling and held in his hand. The zinzigo screamed and fell back, trying desperately to shield itself from the sun. then it stopped dead and collapsed, head no longer connected to its body and bobby standing there with a victorious look.

"Kill it like any other blood sucker" bobby said.

Sam couldn't fight it any more he couldn't keep his head above the impending wave. The last thing he saw was Gabriel's face above his and his voice in a distant soft tone saying "just hold on, Sam"

AN: very short, i know, too bad :]