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P.S. What would you guys say to me turning this whole Deaf Dean idea into a verse or at least making a sequel to this story? Let me know you guys, I love hearing what you guys are thinking.

= normal talking.

++Words++= sign language

=Signing and talking.

Words= thoughts

Words=something written on paper

++Remember people, this story is in Deans Pov so when you read his verbal responses they will be written without the accent because he doesn't know he talks wrong.

Chapter 7. Hunt. Deans Pov.

Our initial plan failed. The Vampires awoke before John could grab the Colt so we ran. They have our scent now, so even if we tried to leave town they would be able to find us.

"We'll let them come to us, then ambush them." Sam says, pacing the shitty motel room, making sure I can see his lips.

"++Well how are we going to do that, Sam?++" Bobby asks. Sam opens his mouth to reply, but shuts it quickly. No one says anything for the next few minutes as they try to think of a plan.

"Hey!" Everyone looks at me. "++Someone could be bait while the others wait in the woods.++" They consider the idea. "++We could inject them with dead mans blood++"

"That's a good idea" John starts, "but who's gonna do it?"

I open the hood of the Impala, the moon high in the sky above me. I look at the engine and a few moments later, I feel a hand on my shoulder.

"Car trouble?" She asks her lips easy to read. "Want me to give you a lift to my place?" I chuckle.

"Sorry, but I don't do dead chicks." She grins, and slaps me hard on the face. She grabs my jaw in one hand.

"Who would have thought that a brutish hunter could be deaf." She kisses me on the lips and pulls back a moment later, the man behind her grinning.

"Sorry, sweetheart, I don't swing that way." The man rocks forward slightly and falls to his knees. The woman's grip on my jaw loosens and she steps back weakly. My Dad and the Winchesters run from the woods, crossbows in their hands. While John talks to the dead bitch Bobby comes to me.

++Are you ok?++ He signs, then looks at my cheek.

++I'm fine, it was a wimpy vampire slap.++ He rolls his eyes and slaps me in the arm. ++So... ++ I look behind the Winchesters to see vampires charging at us. They look to where I'm pointing and grab their machetes. This wasn't part of the plan, they weren't supposed to be anywhere near us! I run ahead of the Winchesters and cut off the head of a male vampire charging for me. I look up to see ten coming from the woods. How did they even know we were planning this?

I look behind me to see Sam and Bobby fighting with vampires and John holding the woman we captured by the neck, a vampire charging behind him. I run towards him and push him out of the way. The vampire tackles me to the ground and tries to get the machete out of my hand. I try to get my arms out of his grasp, but they don't budge. He opens his mouth to reveal a second row of sharp jagged teeth and smiles. He opens his mouth wider and lunges for my neck. Before the serrated edges can cut through my throat like butter, I kick him off of me. I quickly swing my machete to cut his head off. I get up off the ground hurriedly and make eye contact with John; he nods his head to me and I give him a small smile. I look ahead to see that the other vampires have stopped in their tracks, a man making his way to the front of them. Out of the fifteen that came here only seven were still living.

"Is this what you want John Winchester?" He asks, taking a gun out from behind his pocket. Sam and Bobby walk closer towards us, and Johns grip on the vampire in his grasp tightens. I don't know what John said to the vampire but he walks forward, pushing the drugged woman in his arms in front of him. The vampire places the gun on the ground and pushes it towards John, and once John has the gun in his left hand, he pushes the woman in the direction of the male vampire. Just as John turns around to us one of the vampires lunges forward, but Sam hits it with an arrow soaked in dead mans blood. As the vampire falls to the ground the others attack, the leader and his mate running towards the woods. Sam and Bobby fight the vampires while John runs after the leader. As I go to charge after a blonde haired vampire, I feel a hand on my shoulder.

++Go after John++ Bobby finger spells quickly. I nod and run into the woods, following the distant figure of Johns back.

I reach a clearing five minutes later; John laying on the ground and the lead vampire standing in front of him, the gun on the ground ten feet away from them. I don't know what's going on but they are too absorbed in whatever it is to notice I'm there. I aim to grab the gun, but as I reach for it something grabs my arm, hard.

"Well, if it isn't the disabled hunter." The leader says once I'm looking at him. "Did you come to save the asshole?" I kick the vampire in the knees. His grip on me loosens and I pull away, grabbing the gun in the process.

"He is an asshole." I point the gun at his head and fire. When the bullet imbeds itself into his skull, flashes akin to yellow lightning mar the right side of his face. The life in his eyes fades away as he falls wordlessly to the ground, his eyes staring at nothing. I look over to where the female vampire is, crying out in agony for her dead mate. I take my machete and stalk towards her. She looks me in the eye. I raise my machete.

"JUST DO IT!" she screams. I bring the machete down hard, her head coming off in one swift motion. I drop the machete to the ground and breath deeply, trying to calm myself down through the adrenaline rush. I look to John to see surprise in his eyes. I walk over to him and hold my hand out, offering to help him stand. He takes my offered hand and I pull him up. He looks into my eyes, deep in thought. I snap my finger next to his ear and he shakes his head.

"I was wrong kid, you can hunt." I roll my eyes but grin anyway.

"I told you." I hand him the gun and grab my machete off the ground as I walk out of the woods and back to the Impala.

End Of Chapter 7! So what did you guys think? Like it? Hate it? Let me know people:)

Next Chapter! Bobby's Pov. I'm still thinking about what it will be about. If you guys have any ideas let me know, I might just use them.