Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of "Blood Ties" or "Supernatural". In this story Sam and Dean are not wanted by the FBI. This takes place before Dean made the deal to bring Sam back. In the "Blood Ties" world, this takes place between the pilot and the episode "Wrapped."

Character's thoughts in italics.

Thanks Shannon for your beta work!

A/N: Any places I mention are made up since I am unfamiliar with Toronto. This is my first time including Ellen and Ash in one of my fanfiction. I hope I did them justice.

CSF-cerebrospinal fluid

Chapter 10

Damn it! I knew we shouldn't have split up. It's my job to protect Sam. I failed him. They climbed out of the sewer.

"Sam's scent stops here." Henry knelt down next to an oil stain. "This must have been where Violet parked her car."

"Is there anyway you can track them?" Dean said.

Henry stood with his hands clasped behind his back. "I may have a keen sense of smell but I am not a bloodhound."

Dean shot him a dirty look. "Well, there's no sense standing around here. Let's go find Sam."

When Sam awoke, a rock band was playing a never ending set in his head. The last thing I remember is being attacked in the sewers. He took in his surroundings. The room was lit by candles. Another person was chained to the opposite wall.

"Maria," he whispered.

At first she did not stir. Sam called out to her again. She slowly became aware.

"Who are you?" Maria answered. Her voice was barely audible.

"My name is Sam. I'm one of the people who has been looking for you."

"I had just about given up hope." Maria said, trying not to sound desperate.

They heard two sets of footsteps and jangling keys. The door creaked open. Sam recognized Violet but he had never lain eyes on the man who accompanied her. The man glanced at Sam before approaching Maria. Her body quivered as his hand moved her hair out of the way. He sank his fangs into the back of her neck.

"Why don't you leave her alone," Sam yelled. The male vampire continued to feed.

Violet turned his head in her direction. Sam glared into her eyes.

Her eyes turned silver. Her fangs descended.

"Let me guess you're going to use your power of persuasion on me," Sam said defiantly.

"Actually my kind is unable to use that power."

Sam's brows furrowed in confusion.

"There are different breeds of vampires. Most of my race drinks blood. We on the other hand require CSF. We have some powers like others of our race but we have some powers that are unique to our breed."

Violet placed her hand on his forehead and looked into his eyes. He could feel her burrowing through his thoughts. Sam tried to block the invasion but nothing he tried worked.

The vampire let go. She stumbled backwards. The brown haired man came over to support her.

"Are you all right, sis?" Adrian asked, wearing a concerned look.

"I will be." She slowly approached Sam. He struggled against his shackles. Violet circled him before sinking her fangs into the back of his neck.

Henry's cell rang as he and Dean neared the beginning of the alleyway. The caller ID read Vicki Nelson.

"Hi, Vicki. Why are you calling? We are almost there," Henry asked.

"Coreen and I are no longer at the Eternity Club."

"Where are you?" Henry asked while having a sneaking suspicion what her response would be.

"We followed Violet," Vicki said.

"You should have waited for us," Henry said with a hint of anger in his voice. He hated when Vicki went off somewhere half cocked. He wished his power of persuasion did work on her. Then maybe she would not always put herself in harm's way.

"Where did Violet lead you?" Henry asked.

"We are ..." Vicki said.

"Vicki," Henry said sounding alarmed. He heard a scuffle in the background. The phone went dead.

"What's wrong?" Dean asked.

"Vicki is in trouble," Henry said. They quickened their pace.

When they finally reached the Impala, Dean unlocked the passenger's side. It was weird seeing someone else sitting in Sam's usual spot. Sam will be back riding shotgun in no time. I'll make sure of that. Dean took out his cell and dialed while sliding into the driver's seat.

"Hi, Ellen."

"Hi, Dean. How are you doing? How's Sam?" Dean paused.

"What's wrong, Dean? Is it Sam?" Ellen said concerned.

"Sam has been taken," Dean said trying to mask his anger.

"I'm sorry to hear that. What can I do to help?"

"I was wondering if Ash was around."

Ellen scanned the roadhouse. Ash was not at any of the tables or over by the pool tables.

"Hold on, Dean. I'll go check in back."

Ellen bammed on Doctor Badass' door. "Ash are you in there?" She yelled. Feet scraped across the floor before the door partially opened. "What's up, Ellen?"

"Dean's on the phone for you."

Ellen went behind the counter. Ash exited his room and walked to the phone.

"So what's up with my main man, Dean?"

"I need you to trace Sam's cell."

"Did Sam take off again?"

"No, it's a long story. So can you do it?"

"Sure, it will take a couple of minutes."

All Dean could think about was what Sam was going through. He tried to push those thoughts right out of his mind. I have to focus. Dean was so entrenched in his thoughts that he had not heard what Ash said.

"What did you say?" Dean said with arched eyebrows.

"I was able to trace Sam's cell to a warehouse 25 miles outside of Toronto. I'm sending the directions to your cell now. Thanks, Ash." Dean ended the call and checked his text messages.

"So you know where they are?" Henry asked while looking at Dean's cell.

"You know you are totally freaking me out with your Superman like hearing."

Henry looked smug while Dean handed him his cell. Dean turned the ignition and the Impala roared to life. They sped off.

A/N: I don't know how I did with Ellen and Ash.