A/N: Hey guys! I know it's been a while since I've updated this but I've got chapters 9-11 for you today so yay. I hope you enjoy it.
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"Where is he?" the tall, slender blonde asked Tyler.
"I don't know." Tyler answered. "I don't get to know all of the details."
"Ugh. Fine. Well, I'm hungry." she said plopping down on a high back arm chair.
"What can I get you?" he asked.
"Awww." she said rubbing his forearm. "Nothing I trust you to get. I have a supplier." Tyler nodded and left the room, shortly after the doorbell of the secluded stately manor rang. "It's about time, Ruby. I'm starving."
"I'm sorry Lilith, I had to think of a reason to get away." Ruby said as she entered into the house.
"How's Sam?" Lilith asked as she lead Ruby to the massive dining room.
"He's ready, well as ready as he can be right now."
"What does that mean?"
"I can't exactly do what I'm supposed to do with 500 people around." Ruby said as she placed a large plastic container on the table.
"Right. They're looking for little old me." Lilith said with a smirk as she reached down in a cabinet and pulled out a large metal chalice with intricate craving on the sides. "Well, good luck with that." she laughed as she opened the container and poured the thick red liquid into the chalice.
"Sam and Dean are having problems so I wouldn't worry about them yet."
"Good." she said as she deeply inhaled the liquid. Ruby watched as she took an ample drink. "Ahh, baby's blood. The nectar of the Gods, or whatever." she said with a wink.
X X X X
"Hello?" Dean said answering his phone.
"Where are you?" the familiar voice asked.
"Oh hey Bekah. I'm good thanks for asking." Dean said dryly.
"Dean, this is serious." Bekah said.
"About to cross Wyckery Bridge."
"I'll meet you in the middle." she said before he heard the click. He groaned but continued to drive. As he got closer to the middle of the bridge he spotted the beautiful blonde, leaning against a shiny black Mercedes.
"Bekah." he said getting out of the car.
"Dean."
"What's so serious?"
"My mother and brothers are following you." she said.
"So?"
"I told you, Dean. They want to kill you and your brother." she said annoyed. "Does your life and well being mean nothing to you?"
"Sure it does, but I don't run." he said leaning against the hood of the Impala. "So, now you need to tell me why they want us dead."
"I don't know all of the details. All I know that is my mother and my brother Fin said that the Winchester brothers need to be stopped." she said crossing her arms.
"I don't even know who you mother is. Why does she want me dead?" he asked.
"Her name is Ester and again without knowing all the details, my brother Nik is planning something and in order to stop him they have to stop your brother, Sam."
"And?"
"And apparently, with you alive no one, including my family is safe." Bekah answered.
"I don't kill humans." he said reassuringly.
"Dean, my family. We are...The Originals."
"The original what?"
"Vampires."
"You're a..."
"Yes. And I know that now that you know, you're going to have a hard time trusting me but please. I am through with my mother's vendetta to stop my brother." she said taking a step toward him.
"There are worse things you could be, believe me." Dean said with a small smile. "Alright, keep me posted on what your mom is up to and try to find out some more details."
"I will." Bekah said with a smile. Dean watched her as she climbed back into her luxury car and drove away.
"Fucking awesome." he said to himself as he turned the key in the Impala.
X X X X
"Where you been?" Cassie asked Dean when he returned to Matt's house.
"Out." he said coldly.
"Hey." she said stepping in front of him. "I didn't do shit to you, so kill the attitude."
"Whatever Cassie. Are we done here?"
"No. What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing. I'm tired and I'm not really looking forward to bunking with four other dudes." he answered trying to get around her.
"Dean." she said in a kind tone. "What's going on?"
"I can't talk about it. Not here. Not right now." he said looking into the living room at the group.
"Then let's go for a drive." Cassie said holding her keys up in front of his face. He nodded and followed her out of the door. Dean hopped into the passenger seat and Cassie backed out of the driveway. "Ok. Talk."
"Have you noticed anything...off about Sam?" Dean questioned his eyes looked on the road ahead. Cassie cut her eyes at him before she answered.
"I guess. I mean that argument you guys had earlier seemed intense."
"It was."
"What's going on with him?"
"I have no idea but he's different."
"Different how?" Cassie questioned.
"He's Sam but he's not Sam."
"That doesn't make sense."
"He looks like Sam and he sounds like Sam but the way he's behaving is not my brother." Dean explained. "And if you ask him why he's being different, he'll say that he's not being different and that you need to back off."
"Well, all I know is that you guys try not to fight in front of people so the fact that he picked a fight in the first place was different." Cassie said as she pulled her muscle car into a clearing right outside of Wyckery Bridge.
"What are we doing here?" Dean asked looking out over the dark surroundings.
"Parking. I didn't want to keep driving. And I want to talk about this. If you think Sam is different then he probably is." she said.
"There is really nothing to talk about, Cassie. I have no idea what could be wrong with him and it gives me a headache to try and figure it out." he said leaning his head on the head rest.
"Come on." Cassie said as she climbed into the backseat.
"What are you doing?" he asked with a smirk.
"This is more comfortable."
"Right." he said smugly as he climbed into the back beside her.
"See." she smiled. He just nodded. Cassie slid closer to Dean and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Are you ok?"
"I'm fine." Dean said. He wanted to lean away from her because her lips were dangerously close but he couldn't will himself to do it.
"Are you sure? Because we need at least one Winchester to deal with this array of bullshit." she said as she moved closer.
"What are you doing, Cassie?" he asked as he placed a hand on her waist.
"Talking to you Dean." she said sexily.
"Right." he said sarcastically. He inhaled sharply when she climbed into his lap. "Cassie..."
"Shh. Listen, I missed you." she said softly.
"I missed you too." he said matching her tone.
"And now I get to be close to you again." Cassie said in his ear. Dean let out slow, heavy breathes as she continued. "Don't you want to be close to me, Dean?" she asked rotating her hips forward.
"Cassie." Dean grunted.
"I still love you. You know that right?"
"I...I know. I love you too." he said meeting her gaze.
"Then let me show you just how much." she said stretching out of her shirt. Dean thought about protesting but he couldn't. He missed Cassie. The smell of her skin fresh out of the shower, the caress of her hand on his scruffy face, the spark when her lips touched his. When she went to speak again, Dean captured her lips in a fiery kiss. His hands moved quickly to her back and unhooked her bra. Cassie reached down and pulled his T-shirt off over his head. He pulled her close to him and in one motion laid her on the backseat. Dean opened her belt and then her jeans and quickly removed them and threw them in the front seat. He kissed her again and it was broken by Cassie.
"Dean." she moaned as she felt two of Dean's calloused fingers slid into her wet folds. He removed his dripping fingers and put them in his mouth. Cassie bit her lip as Dean hooked his fingers into the sides of her panties and pulled them off and tossed them in the back window. He jimmied himself onto the floor behind the passenger seat and threw her legs over his shoulders. Cassie shuddered as Dean flicked his tongue across her clit. He licked her slit before he slipped his tongue inside of her pussy. He devoured her juices as if he were dying of thirst. Dean jammed his tongue as deep as he could into her tight pussy and kept up his pace as she began to cum in his mouth. As her last orgasm subsided, he moved up her body and kissed her on the lips.
"I missed that." he said licking his lips and sliding out of his pants.
"What?" she asked as she watched him arm himself with a condom.
"Your taste." he answered with a smirk. "I know you missed it too."
"What?!" she asked blushing.
"I saw you lick your lips, Cassie." he chuckled. "It's cool. If I tasted anything like you I would lick my lips too." Cassie just smiled at him.
"Fuck." Cassie whispered as Dean thrust himself to the hilt. He slid his throbbing cock in and out of her tight, clenching pussy until he found a steady rhythm that Cassie quickly matched. They lost each other in the feeling of being close, the scent of their love in the air and the want to drive the other deeper and deeper into ecstasy.
