10: Back On A Case

His phone rang again. He didn't pick up. Dean rubbed his tired eyes. He couldn't sleep, but who could blame him? He was mad and disappointed at everything. He was mad at himself for his outburst at Cas earlier, it was unjust. He was mad at Sam and mad at God... Dean took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. Michael was free... Fuck.

It hurt in his chest. It hurt that they had actually trusted God and made a fucking deal. Dean never had much faith to begin with, but had enough confidence to go through with that deal. They had literally gone to Hell, fought their way through and almost died. And, for what? To free fucking Michael. They had gone through all that to free an enemy. It was so unfair. If Dean said that he wasn't afraid, he would lie. An archangel was on the loose and it was only a matter of time before he would come looking for him.

Dean rolled over in his bed and closed his eyes. He was so tired of all this. The success of freeing Adam from the cage seemed so insignificant right now. There were just more and more problems piling up and he didn't know what he should focus on. The fact that he had lost the Mark of Cain and didn't know how to kill a knight of Hell? Or Metatron and Heaven being closed? The fact that he was wearing a necklace from God that had just screwed them over? Or maybe that dear Michael was free, probably with a vendetta against them for locking him up in the cage? Yeah, there was a lot choose from. It was just to take your pick.

His phone rang once again. Could Sam just quit it? Dean angrily picked up his phone.

"I don't want to-" He began viciously.

"Dean?"

Wait... He recognized that voice.

"Krissy?" Dean asked.

"That's right, Einstein. Nice to know you haven't forgotten about me."

Yes, that was Krissy Chambers alright. The cocky kid who had seen her mother be torn to pieces by a supernatural creature. Then she lived a hunter's life together with her father. Unfortunately, he died too. Then some guy who was working with a vampire, trained her and two others to become the best hunters yet. Lucky enough, he and Sam had stopped the whole thing. But, Krissy was supposed to live a normal life, why was she calling Dean?

"Don't freak out," she said with annoyance as if she could read his mind. "I have tried and everything was working out fine, but trouble won't stop chasing my ass. I'm pretty sure there is a nest in my town and that's why I'm calling you. I won't back down. If you are busy, I will take this one."

"No," Dean said immediately. "You have been good and stay that way. We don't want you back on this road again. I'm glad that you called and will be there right away. Text me your address."

"Sure, see ya."

Then they hung up. Dean was actually happy about this. It would be nice to be back on a normal hunt. Killing some vampires would surely put his mind off all the other things. After Dean got the address, he instantly packed his things, got into his baby and drove away leaving dust behind him.

XXXXX

As Dean was driving, he listened to music and sang along to his favorite songs. When his thoughts went back to Michael or any of the other things, he just sang louder so he wouldn't hear his own thoughts. Strangely enough, it kind of worked.

He did this almost the entire journey and then finally arrived to his destination. It was a little bit outside of town and his address led him to a small old wooden house. Even if the drapes were shut, you could see that the lights were lit so there were people home. Dean parked his car at the side of the road, got out and went to knock on the door.

He had to only wait for a few seconds before the door opened. There was Krissy, a bit taller than he remembered and a bit more mature looking. Her brown hair was in a bun and she was wearing black sweatpants and a white top. She greeted him with a smirk on her lips and gestured for him to come inside.

"So, how are you doing?" He asked as he walked inside.

Krissy rolled her eyes.

"Great," she informed and shrugged her shoulders in indifference. "I'm going to school and have a part-time job."

Dean raised his eyebrows. He was impressed.

"Well, look at that. I'm proud of you," he teased with a smile. "And are you still friends with the other two?"

"Obviously," she answered.

Dean smirked and couldn't resist.

"So..." He started. "Are you together with that Aidan guy?"

Krissy glared at him in annoyance. Then she turned around and started to walk to the next room.

"Shut up," she grunted, but Dean could hear her smiling a bit.

He let out a chuckle. He was really happy for her. She, Josephine and Aidan had abandoned their hunter lives. Krissy went to school, had a job, a boyfriend... And, it seemed that the three of them were still close after all this time. After everything that had recently happened to Dean, it gave him a pleasant feeling in the stomach to encounter a situation like this... Everything had sort of worked out for Krissy. He let out a content sigh.

She led him into the living room. The house was not that big, so the room was not big either. It had a few furnitures, they were old and had collected a bit of dust. This kind of surprised Dean.

"Are you living here?" He had to ask.

"No," Krissy said while she shook her head. "This is kind of our 'in case of emergency place'. I thought you and Sam could stay here while you worked on this case. There is nothing in the kitchen, but there are three mattresses upstairs and some blankets."

"Wait, did you say Sam?"

Krissy looked confused.

"Yes?"

"Did you call him too?" Dean couldn't believe this. He was a little angry, but didn't want to show it in front of Krissy.

"Well, yeah. I called you like a million times, but you didn't pick up. So Aidan called Sam and made him come over. Then, I finally came in contact with you. What's the matter? Are you guys fighting or something? I just thought you were working on two different cases."

"No. That's... That's what it is." Dean put his hands in his pockets.

Krissy eyed him up and down suspiciously.

"Anyway," Dean let out a breath he was holding. "Where is Sam? Is he upstairs?"

"No. The vampires have been attacking around pubs and stuff like that. There was a new club opening tonight, so there should be lots of people. Josephine, Aidan and I thought that's where they would appear next so Sam went down there."

Dean really didn't want to see his brother right now, but he knew what he had to do. If there was a nest it was not good to be hunting alone, but he didn't want to team up. Guess they had to for the time being... If there were not that many vampires, Dean would tell Sam to leave so he could do this on his own.

"Alright," Dean said to Krissy. "I will go down there too. Will you give me the address?"

XXXXX

Sam had walked around the place so many times that he almost felt like he had been here many times before. The music was very loud and the stench of alcohol was everywhere. The place was packed with people and everyone was very drunk. They were either at the bar or dancing on the dance floor. Some girls flirted with Sam, but he gently turned them down.

Thus far, he had seen no sign of a vampire. Then again, it was very hard to find one unless they were attacking someone. Doing that in such a big crowd was very stupid and therefore very unlikely. Sam noted that it was meaningless being where he was and that he had to change location. During the night, he had seen a few people go out through a back door, probably to smoke. He decided to go out and check there instead.

He pushed his way through all the people dancing and managed to reach the door and went out. The cold air that greeted him was very refreshing since inside, it was very hot. He took a deep breath and then looked around. There were only three people outside. One guy that was leaning against a wall and was smoking. The other two were girls that seemed to be chatting.

Sam walked over to one wall and leaned against it too. He shifted his gaze between the girls and the guy the whole time.

"Wh-What is wrong with you?" Sam suddenly heard one girl cry out.

He quickly turned his head and saw that one of the girls, a brunette was backing away from the other, a blond one.

"Oh my God! Your teeth!" The brunette yelped.

That was Sam's sign. He took out his knife and yelled.

"No, stop it!"

The blond was frozen to the spot for a second. Then, she turned her head towards Sam, but quickly looked away again. Instead of attacking the Winchester for finding out about her, she started running away.

"No, wait!" Sam yelled and ran after her.

This was his only clue to the nest. He couldn't mess this up. The vampire was really fast and Sam was wondering if he would catch up. They ran across the streets and into a small alley. When the vampire had an obstacle in front of her, a big trash container, she stopped for a minute and Sam used that moment to throw his knife and hit her right in the leg.

There was a cry of pain and a moment of surprise from the vampire, which gave Sam an advantage. He jumped on the vampire, knocking her down. He was prepared for her to fight back, maybe that the vampire would try to sink her teeth deep into his neck, but there was no such thing. The vampire did try to break free, but that was it. As Sam was sitting on top of her, the only other thing that the vampire was doing was to look away so that her blond hair would cover her face.

Sam grabbed her neck to try to keep her in place and turned the vampire's head so he could get a look at her. When he saw the vampire's face, his grip immediately loosened and he lost his breath for a second. He could swear that he also lost all color in his face.

Sure, the sharp teeth belonged to a vampire... But those eyes, that nose, those features... He knew who it was, but couldn't understand how this had happened.

"Becky?" Sam whispered in disbelief.