Marching Machete

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"But Dean I want to help." said Wendy pouting

"And I've no doubt that you can, but I need you to stay here and watch my baby."

"Really, that's the best you can come up with, watch your precious car"

"Pretty much."

Sam shook his head and chuckled as he watched the exchange, they'd caught wind of a vampire nest and he and Dean were preparing to go clean it out. Wendy wanted to help but Dean wanted to keep her out of danger for as long as possible. Wendy felt the slight worry rolling off of him which he covered up with his cocky grin. She realised that it wasn't that he thought she was incompetent, he was just trying to keep her safe. She puffed up her cheeks and blew the air out between her lips letting them roll before she said "Fine, I'll stay here and bodyguard your baby."

"atta girl." said Dean as he handed her a gun loaded with bullets coated in deadman's blood. "Now if any of them manage to slip past us, you know what to do right?"

"Shoot the sparkle out of them?"

Dean laughed as he nodded, they'd taken her shooting just the day before and had been happy to find she was a natural, she got all 10 targets with 11 bullets. She leaned against the car door and watched as the boys pulled their machetes out of the trunk and left.

"Be careful." she called after them.

"We always are." said Dean as he waved over his shoulder.

"Liar." muttered Sam loud enough for Dean to hear.

"Bitch."

"Jerk."

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The boys found the warehouse with the door hanging open. They exchanged looks before walking in. There were hammocks hanging all around the place, but on closer inspection the hammocks were all empty.

"What the hell?" muttered Dean as he turned to Sam. "It's broad daylight, shouldn't these things be sleeping?"

"Not if we're expecting hunters." snarled a deep voice behind them. The boys whirled around and found themselves faced with 5 vampires and 3 more came out of the shadows behind them, forming a circle.

"See, we saw you boys roll into town and we figured it was just a matter of time before you started stiring trouble." said the tall red-headed vampire in front of them who appeared to be the leader.

"Oh that's rich, you and yours have been snacking on the folks in this town for months, but we're the trouble makers. You hear that Sammy, we're the rif raff." said Dean tightening his grip on the machete in his hand.

"Dean." said Sam warningly as a female vampire edged closer to them from the back.

Dean whirled around as she lunged at him, her teeth inches away from his neck. He swung his arm up loping her head off, "no wonder vamps have such a bad rep, not even dinner first?" he asked as her head rolled off to the side.

"Kill them." snarled the leader.

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Wendy sat on the hood of the Impala waiting for the boys to come back. Suddenly she felt cold, icy cold, something was wrong. She checked her watch, the boys had been gone for a long time, maybe too long. Dean had told her to stay with the car no matter what, but she just knew something had gone very wrong. She tucked the gun in her belt and went in the direction she'd seen the boys go.

She got to the warehouse and heard screaming. She stalked down quietly to it and looked through the window. Sam was laying on the floor unconscious but with no visible wounds and Dean was standing against the wall with a tall, blonde, female vampire latched on to his throat. She alternated between screaming at him and biting him. There were dead bodies strewn over the blood spattered ground. Wendy slid through the door and shot the vampire in the back several times with the blood coated bullets. She released her hold on Dean as she screamed again before falling to the floor. Wendy ran over to Dean who had slumped to the floor to check if he was ok, as she reached him a pair of arms grabbed the back of her elbows and lifted her into the air. One of the vampires on the floor hadn't been completely dead. He snarled as he threw her across the room, her gun flying out of her grasp. She landed on her back and felt sharp, stabbing pains scattered across her back, she'd landed on broken glass but she didn't care about that now, the boys were in danger. The vampire had turned away from her thinking she'd been knocked out and was kicking Dean in the stomach. He grunted unconsciously as the blows landed.

Wendy spotted the machete on the floor next to Sam who was beginning to stir and broke into a run towards him, she grabbed the machete as she moved and lept into the air loping the head off the vampire as she landed. His head fell off his shoulders as his eyes widened in disbelief. Wendy turned to see Sam pushing himself up off the floor, moving slowly. She tried to wake Dean but he wasn't moving.

"Go get the car." said Sam as he checked Dean over. Wendy took off running towards the car ignoring the sharp pains in her back. She tripped over a tree root and fell flat on her stomach, she jumped to her feet and took off running again, she felt a sharp pain in her thigh accompanied by something warm and wet running down her leg and she realised she'd fallen on the machete she'd been carrying. The pain barely registered as she ran. "Way to go Wendy, don't let the big bad vamps slice you open, do it yourself." she thought to herself as she got to the car and started the engine tossing the machete under the seat as she sped towards the warehouse. When she got to the warehouse Sam was walking out the door, his arm around Dean as he half carried him out of the warehouse. Sam gently lay Dean on the backseat before jumping into the passenger's seat.

"Should we take him to a hospital?" asked Wendy as she drove away from the warehouse.

"Nah, he's had worse than this, he's just knocked out, drive to the motel down the street, I'll patch him up there." said Sam rubbing the back of his head.

"What happened in there?" asked Wendy.

"They were ready for us, they outnumbered us were about to kill us when ass back there started mouthing off to the leader. We'd taken out most of them but I got thrown against a wall and next thing I know you're taking out the leader, which good job by the way." said Sam.

"Thanks." she said grinning at him. "Is he going to be ok?" she asked worriedly shooting a glance in the backseat at Dean's unconscious form.

"He'll be fine, he's hard to kill, believe me I would know." said Sam with a laugh

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The tall, burly man held the bucket of paint lightly as he flitted about the outside of the abandoned shack his master had sent him to. He was painting symbols on the wall when he heard a fluttering of wings behind him.

"I've done what you asked me to." said the Calender killer as he motioned to the walls. "Why do we need those?"

"So that once you have your lamb, no one can take her away from you." replied Uriel as he frowned, this human was starting to annoy him with all the incessant questions.

"When can I go get my lamb master? I want to hear her scream again, oh the way she screamed for me." he sighed as he closed his eyes and smiled.

"Soon, you'll have her in due time." replied Uriel as he disappeared, leaving the calender killer humming as he continued to paint the anti-angel symbols on the walls of the shack.

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Dean woke up a few minutes before they got to the motel.

"What happened?" he groaned as he rubbed his neck sitting up.

"You got bitten, but don't worry, I don't think that vamp managed to slip you any of her blood, she was more focused on draining you after you killed her mate." said Sam.

"How'd we get out?" asked Dean.

"Wendy saved us." said Sam raising an eyebrow at Dean as he waited for a reaction.

"She what!" yelled Dean turning to look at her. "I thought I told you to stay with the car." he growled.

"And I thought I told you to be careful." replied Wendy shooting him a glance in the rearview mirror.

"She's got you there man, we were a bit reckless, we didn't even scout out the place before charging in. If dad was around he'd have our hides for that, besides she did save us man." said Sam as he twisted to look at Dean who was staring at Wendy with an incredulous look on his face searching for a comeback.

Wendy glanced at him in the mirror again and grinned, she knew he wasn't really angry, just worried, she could feel it rolling off him and appreciated it. Despite his attempts to appear angry he caught himself grinning back. He'd expected her to apologize and say she'd never do it again, the fact that she hadn't done that, had him speechless.

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I like speechless Dean, he gets all flustered and looks soo adorable with his mouth half open, then again I like happy Dean, excited Dean, sad Dean, hurt Dean, angry Dean, happy-go-luck Dean. .. .ok, I'll stop now :D