Last chapter!!!! sorry for the cliffie before. I love cliffie's there fun. lol.

So this is the end of my story, I hope you enjoyed reading it so far and the ending doesn't disappoint you. Please leave a review of what you think. Have a nice day!

Dead Against Dead

Sam ran to the end of the corridor, the only light in the room was from the moonlight that seeped through the windows in the room. He ran toward the coffins and pushed the heavy cement top off the fathers tomb, then the daughters. He tossed salt on their bones and paused before the next step. He didn't have any gasoline to drown the bones in. He looked at the zippo and the two tombs. He walked over to the girls bones and grabbed inside, pulling her out.

"Gross." He whispered, throwing her into the same coffin as her fathers. He made sure to grab every piece of her out of her coffin, throwing the remains into the fathers remains. He took off his shirt and wrapped it around one of his knives. He took the zippo and placed it under the cloth of his shirt until it lit up his shirt in a bright yellow-orange flame. He held the knife by the hilt as his shirt burned, filling the dark room with light. He took the zippo and started hitting the top of it against the cement as hard as he could. He had to break it so he could get the lighter fluid out and pour it over the remains.

"Anna!" Dean screamed as he stared into her lifeless face. Her upper lip moved as though she was licking the front of her teeth, then the bottom lip did the same. Her eyes shot open with a fierceness only something supernatural could have. Her hands slid down Jonathon's chest like dead weight, the knife still held firmly between her fingertips. Jonathon let go of Anna's back, expecting her to collapse to the floor like the piece of dead meat that she was. She stood propped up by her own feet, raised her head off his chest and spoke calmly.

"That hurt." She smiled up at Jonathon's tall figure. The old man took a step back and tripped on one of the steps.

"Daddy! Why isn't she dead?" Ronnie wined from behind her.

Anna turned to face Ronnie with a smile on her face. Dean got a glimpse of fangs as she averted his gaze.

"You cant kill something that's already dead sweetie."

Ronnie scowled at Anna and disappeared. The little girl popped up behind her, shoving another knife into Anna's back. Anna spun around, swinging her fist into Ronnie's face so hard that the little girl flew with the punch, slamming into a far wall at the top of the stairs.

"What are you?" Jonathon asked, crawling backwards to get away.

"Dead." Anna mumbled with disgust. She dropped to all four and crawled up between Jonathon's legs. "You wanted me? Now you have me." She said as she climbed on top of him.

Sam broke the top of the zippo and poured whatever fluid was in it over the two bodies. He took the handmade torch and threw it onto the remains. The bones lit up in flames, burned with a wood crackling sound.

She leaned down to whisper in his ear, her own cold dead breath sending chills down his spine. "You were right, I am different." A second later his back arched upward, his stomach burned a hole through him as it lit up in hot reddish ashes. The fire burning ashes spread throughout his body leaving nothing but black ashes in its place. Anna stared down at the burning body, knowing Sam did his job. She looked over at where Ronnie's body had fallen, the only thing left in her place was a pile of black and grey ashes.

She looked over at Dean who's eyes were much to wide. She rolled onto her back and grunted as the two knives dug deeper into her back.

Sam ran through one of the doors and scanned the room.

"Dean! Anna!"

"Up here." Anna responded. Sam ran up the stairs to see Dean starring at Anna as if she was a ghost. He leaned down and helped him up to his feet before attending to Anna. When Sam took a step to help Anna up, Dean grabbed Sam's arm and pulled Sam behind him protectively.

"Dean, what are you doing?"

"Its okay Sammy." Anna hissed. "I'm fine."

"Your dead." Dean said through gritted teeth.

"That was one hell of a hunt." She said as she pushed herself up. She smiled at the boys, not even bothering to hide her fangs.

Sam's eyes went wide with shock. "You're a vampire." He stated the obvious.

"Can someone pull these out?" She asked, pointing to the blades in her back.

Sam took a step around Dean and grabbed at one of the hilts protruding out her back. Dean grabbed Sam again but his little brother pulled away. "I think if she was going to kill us she would have done it already." Sam said with all seriousness.

"Actually, Dean can you take them out? I can smell Sam's blood for some reason."

Dean took cautious steps toward her, moving Sam aside and behind him.

"I don't trust myself around fresh blood, not after the beating I took." Anna confessed. "Sam why are you bleeding?" She asked with curiosity.

"Its my chest, I guess I reopened it." He still sounded like he was in shock.

Dean yanked the knife out her back merciless. "Why didn't you tell us?"

"That hurt you asshole."

"Answer me."

"How would you have responded? I know hunters. I'm one of them, and I been one of them for a long time." He yanked the last knife out of her and took a step back. She turned to face the two brothers and continued. "You'd have killed me on sight if I told you. So why tell you at all? I told you I didn't need your help on this hunt. Ghost tend not to know what to do when they cant kill the hunter. But you just insisted on tagging along. Then you wouldn't let me sleep till late afternoon, so I had to go out in the sun because of your dumb ass. The sun may not kill us, but it still hurts. I had to act like a human throughout this entire hunt to ensure that you wouldn't cut my head off. Do you know what it was like for me to be in chains that I could have easily broken from with your brothers chest and stomach bleeding the entire time? I couldn't even keep my fangs from coming out, I had to stare at the floor for two days. After the amount of blood I lost before that didn't help. Then I had to make sure I didn't heal to fast and get you guys suspicious. So don't act like I betrayed you, I sacrificed a lot just to make you guys feel comfortable around me. I could have walked in, took the beating like a regular dead girl and burnt them with no problem." The entire time she was talking, her cuts and bruises began to disappear leaving her as perfect as she was when she first came into the house. "From the moment I ran into you, literally, I had to hide myself."

"How'd you…" Sam started but decided not to finish the question.

Anna smiled at him and this time it was a human smile, no fangs.

"Hunt gone wrong. It only took one small gesture to kill me, just a second to die. Those seconds really do matter when your up against the dead." She said disappointingly. "Well, now that the hunts over, I better get going." She walked up to Dean and placed her index finger on the side of his lip where a speck of blood clung to his face. She licked her finger and savored the taste. "Hmm…" Anna walked up to Sam and touched his chest, coming away with blood. She licked her finger again and took a step away. "You do taste good…"

"Back off." Dean growled, stepping in front of his brother.

"That's funny. I said that to Ronnie when she tasted him… Sometimes it's hard to keep the monster in, I'm sorry." She turned around "I really am." She turned around with vampiric speed and sucker punched Dean in the face hard enough to knock him out. Sam didn't have time to respond before Anna did the same to him.

Dean woke up in a hospital bed with Sam sitting beside the bed in scrubs.

"What happened?" He groaned, throat dry.

"Anna knocked us out and brought us to the hospital."

"Where is she?" He sat up in his seat and felt the sting of the I.V. in his arm.

"Doctors said some girl brought us in and stood with us for two days before taking off."

"Two days?" Dean exclaimed. "That girls got one hell of a punch."

"Yeah and we've been in here for five days total."

"Where'd she go?"

"Beats me. She did leave this." Sam leaned over Dean's bed and grabbed a envelope off the side table, "I been waiting for you to wake up before reading it.

Dean grabbed the envelope and opened it. Sam leaned over and they both read it in their head:

Sorry about knocking you out boys. I've been on the run from hunters for so long it's hard to trust people. Couldn't take the risk. I don't really need another pair of hunters after me, I use blood banks to feed so don't worry.

Its not that bad being a vampire. I can get the job done a lot easier, and I can hunt for as long as I live. So far, that's two hundred years and counting. I was a hunter before death, and death didn't change that. But hunters don't see it that way.

Anyway, hope you guys feel better. I took care of the hospital bill. Catch you later sometime.

-AnnaMarie

"A vampire hunter." Sam chuckled sitting back in his seat.

Dean looked over at Sam and shook his head with a headache. "God, life is weird."

"Especially ours."

"Why is it that every dead girl I meet is hot?"

"What?"

"At the crossroad, the demon that made the deals, she was sexy as hell. Meg was pretty good looking. And now Anna. Did you see her fight in just a bra?"

"No Dean, I didn't." Sam mumbled.

"Well dead girls got it going for them."

"Shut up Dean." Sam rolled his eyes at his big brother.

"Dude, do I have a hot nurse?"

END

Yeah I put a twist. lol. Hope you liked it. Please leave a review.

-Kim