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Chapter 7
Sam smiled as he drove, one hand gently running through Dean's hair as he slept with his head in Sam's lap. They would reach New York before sunrise and he knew Dean was scared, he was too if he was honest. They had no way of knowing if this would work, what if it went wrong and messed Dean up? He couldn't lose him, not now. He took a deep, unneeded breath and focused back on the road, keeping his Sire's car in sight. He had to be positive, this would work and Dean would be one of them. Just as the sun was rising they pulled into the city and into an abandoned apartment block, it's only other inhabitants were homeless which meant easy meals since they wouldn't be missed. Since Dean was still fast asleep Sam simply carried him inside and then curled up with him to rest, Jesse and Xander nearby.
Dean woke slowly, instantly recognising the strong cool arms wrapped around him. He opened his eyes and looked around to find they were in a rundown apartment. They must have arrived in New York then. An apartment at least meant plumbing and maybe even heating. He shifted and carefully extracted himself from Sam's hold, not an easy thing to do, before getting to his feet and searching for the bathroom. He grinned when water ran from the taps, perfect. He used the facilities and then dug through their gear for food. He ate hungrily and then looked down at the food, how many meals did he have left before his diet became a liquid one? He moved to look out of the dirty window, feeling the sun warm his skin. He would miss this feeling, would miss food and so many other things. Could he really do this? If Dad ever found out he'd hunt them all down and kill them.
"Second thoughts?" Dean turned to find Xander leaning against the old kitchen counter, being careful to stay out of the sunlight.
"More like hundredth." He admitted.
"I had the same choice as you." That surprised Dean and Xander smirked.
"Jesse and I…we were practically brothers, known each other from the cradle. Vampires kidnapped him and by the time we found him he'd been turned. Then a few nights later there was an attack and he cornered me. I had my stake to his chest but I couldn't do it. He asked me to go with him and I said yes. It's a decision I have never regretted."
"Did he turn you right away?"
"Yeah. Found a car and did it right in the back seat. Clichéd huh?" Xander grinned and Dean shook his head.
"No regrets at all?"
"None. This life Dean, its freedom. No rules, nothing. And you'll have all of us forever. Can you really say anything in your human life equates to that?" He asked seriously and Dean sighed. All he had was Sam and Dad and Sam was already one of them. He had no clue where their Dad was, he hadn't heard from him inn months. So was he really losing anything in joining them?
"So where do we find this witch?"
Xander shrugged. "Jesse has an appointment as eldest and leader. He'll work everything out with her. We just get to relax and have fun."
"Fun sounds good." A familiar voice murmured as cool arms wrapped around him and Dean leant back into Sam's hold. Xander chuckled at the sight of them, it was good to see Dean so relaxed and trusting of Sam. How he could be so close and ignore the call of his blood so easily though had Xander envious. Sam kissed the side of Dean's throat, nuzzling at him and Dean laughed. Jesse soon joined them, freshly showered and dressed. "Snazzy Sire." Sam smiled and Jesse grinned.
"Why thank you. I shouldn't be gone too long."
"Be careful." Xander demanded even as he kissed his mate hard. Jesse pulled him close, kissing back before leaving.
Sam and Xander watched as Dean paced the apartment nervously. Jesse had been gone for four hours and the longer he took the more worried Dean got about what was going to happen to him. Finally the door opened and Jesse walked in, looking a little paler than usual but otherwise okay. Xander was instantly on his feet, checking his mate for injuries. Jesse pulled a bottle out of his jacket and held it up. Sam stared at it hopefully. "Sire…is that it?"
"Yeah. Dean needs to drink it before his turning. And it has a short shelf life." He explained and Sam looked at Dean who nodded in understanding.
"So how….who?"
"I'll turn you, that way you'll still be brothers. As for how, there is a bed in the main bedroom. We have some time though." Jesse looked at Sam who nodded and gently tugged Dean deeper into the apartment.
"Sammy?"
"Shh Dean, let me look after you." He murmured as he pulled Dean into the bathroom and began to gently undress him. Once Dean was naked Sam got him into the shower and began washing him in between kisses. Dean lent against the wall, letting Sam do as he pleased but gasped when he sank to his knees and took him into his mouth. He clutched at the wall as Sam sucked and licked at him. His legs threatened to buckle but Sam caught him and kissed him again. "So warm." Sam mumbled as he cradled Dean close.
"I want to see Sam." Dean said once he could think again.
"Dean?"
"Show me Sam, I need to see this." Sam had been so careful to hide his other face from him but he needed to see it before he went through it. Sam nodded and moved back a bit before his features rippled. Dean stared at him, taking in the facial ridges, yellow eyes and mouth full of vicious teeth. Sam tensed as Dean just stared silently but then Dean reached out and touched his forehead ridges, fingers trailing over Sam's face.
"Dean?"
"I'm ready." He told him and Sam nodded before grinning and tossing Dean over his shoulder, getting a noise of surprise out of him. Sam laughed and headed into the bedroom, gently dropping him onto the mattress. He followed him down, pulling him into his arms. Dean tensed slightly as the bed dipped.
"Relax Childe." Jesse whispered, running his hands up and down Dean's back. He took the bottle and pressed it to Dean's lips. "Drink." He urged and Dean took a deep breath before opening his mouth and letting Jesse tip the contents down his throat, trying to avoid letting it touch his tongue. He did not want to find out what the black viscous liquid tasted like! Once the bottle was empty he relaxed between them, looking over as he heard Xander walk in and then sit against the wall. Dean suddenly gasped and went rigid, back arching as he cried out. Jesse pulled him closer, trying to hold him still. Sam stared in fear, had something gone wrong? "Distract him Sam."
Not knowing what else to do Sam kissed him hard, hands coming up to stroke over overheated skin. Dean whimpered, eyes unfocused and Sam cupped his face in his hands. "I'm right here Dean, focus on me." He urged and Dean tried to, a hand moving to clutch at Sam's hip. "You're going to be fine." Sam kissed him again and this time Dean responded. Sam worked to keep him focused even as Jesse loosened his hold and gently began preparing his soon to be Childe. Soon Dean was moaning softly and responding eagerly to their attentions as best he could while his body temperature soared. As Dean cried out in pleasure two sets of sharp teeth latched onto his throat. Sam moaned in pleasure at the taste of his blood, he tasted better than any human he had ever drunk from! As Dean's heart began to slow Sam removed his mouth from the wound and gently stroked his face. "Just a little longer Dean, you're doing great." He whispered as glassy green eyes opened briefly before falling shut as he passed out. Jesse drank a little longer and then placed his bleeding wrist to Dean's mouth, smiling when Dean swallowed the blood. He let him take as much as he could but eventually Dean went still, dead. Xander handed Sam a wet cloth and Sam gently cleaned Dean up.
"We'll go pick Dean up his first meal." Jesse told him and Sam nodded, curling around Dean's cooling body.
TBC….
