Chapter Nine

Haley for the most part had remained blessedly passed out for most of the twenty-minute trip to Mouths home. Brooke thanked the powers that be for small mercies as a ravenous, healing, magical vampire wasn't really something she thought the two hunters in the car were equipped to deal with.

It also meant that Brooke didn't have to waste any energy worrying about the humans although at one point when Sam had been carrying her sister through the Watchers front door and he had Haley's head placed a little too close to his jugular to be deemed safe Brooke had wondered idly if maybe the young hunter had some sort of death wish or kinky neck fetish.

Haley was now laid out in Mouth's spare bedroom. An icebox filled with blood nearby for when Brooke could manage to wake her.

She'd sent the humans out of the room partly for their safety and partly because she knows how uncomfortable her sister would get with them hovering nearby while she fed.

The older twin had never been the most patient of humans and she was even less patient once she'd been turned, trying to keep herself busy she decided to grab a tub of blood out of the icebox.

Taking off the lid she dipped her finger into the thick dark red liquid and gave it a taste "Pigs blood." she grimaced to herself breaking the silence of the room "Well it's no AB negative but I'll guess it'll have to do." she gently shook her sister "Okay sweetie open up your eyes and drink this down."

The combination of her sister's softly spoken words and the heady scent of blood was enough to stir Haley from her black out, her eyes fluttered open "How long have I been out?" she asked groggily

"You've been dropping in and out for around half an hour."

The smaller vampire struggled into a sitting position "What did I miss?" she asked looking around the room "Are we…" her surroundings seemed familiar "Are we at Marvin's?"

Brooke nodded "But forget about that for now," she told her bringing the tub of red live giving substance to her twins lips 'Drink up Bub you've got to heal."

The younger girl parted her lips and swallowed a mouthful of blood making a small face as the taste assaulted her "Ugh Pigs blood!" she took another larger gulp her need to feed overtaking her sensibilities.

With every bit of the liquid she took in she could feel her wounds slowly heal, a tingling in her abdomen a physical sign that the meat and sinew Peyton's blade had sliced through was renewing itself.

"There we go." Brooke smiled softly relieved as she watched the bruises on her sister's face fade and the scorch mark on her cheek disappear.

Another tub later and Haley was again feeling tired, the healing process draining her energy away rapidly. Her head rested back down against a pillow and Brooke covered her over stroking her hair as she fell back into sleep.

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"I wanted to say thanks." Brooke came out of the room her sister was in once the younger girl had fallen back asleep and Brooke had assured herself she'd be alright.

The Hunters were sitting in the lounge room with Mouth and as much as she hated swallowing her pride she felt she had to give credit where credit was due.

Still she just couldn't bring herself to be to cordial toward the older hunter as she suspected that it hadn't been his idea to come to the rescue in the first place, instead she directed her remark to the younger of the two 'I don't know what I would have done if you and your brother had refused to help us out."

"Don't mention it," Sam seemed almost uncomfortable with her gratitude, like he wasn't used to being thanked "We're just happy we could help."

'Well all the same," Brooke pressed on "I owe you, both of you." she glanced quickly at Dean before looking back at Sam "I won't forget what you did for us."

The younger hunter nodded and looked like he was getting ready to ask her something but his brother's voice stopped any words from leaving his mouth.

"Sammy we should get back to the hotel and catch some shut-eye."

Sam looked ready to protest but instead the two hunters said their goodbyes to the vampire and Watcher and headed out.

Both Brooke and Mouth noted that the taller of the two glanced one last time toward the door of the spare bedroom before making his exit.

Brooke sighed heavily once it was just her and Mouth left in the room and sat herself down on the Watchers couch almost melting at how comfortable the sofa was.

"So I can imagine how hard that speech of Thank you was for you."

The vampire grinned at the watcher appreciating his attempt at trying to lift her mood and also at the fact he knew her so well

"It was tough," Brooke nodded "But you know me Mouth," she joke "I've got to give people their props when they deserve them."

The moment of easy friendship between them had been enough to break the vampire of her somber mood but now she needed to buckle down and start making plans 'Hales and I are going to need somewhere to live." she told the Watcher hoping he'd be able to make the arrangements on her and Haley's behalf.

'I'll start looking tomorrow." he assured her and Brooke smiled in thanks.

The two sat together in comfortable silence for a moment before Mouth voiced a concern that had been weighing on his mind since he'd been told about the events of the twins daring rescue "What do you think Peyton's going to do now?" he asked "How do you think the order will retaliate for tonight?"

Brooke wasn't entirely sure "There's no way to tell," She answered turning worried eyes toward the Watcher "And I don't think I really want to know."

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Rachel sat in the ashes of her dead mate's body, a position she'd been in for what seemed like an eternity.

She'd loved Bevin, no matter how messed up and unconventional their relationship had seemed to everybody else the blonde had possibly been the only being in the world Rachel had truly loved beside herself ever.

But now she was gone, killed by that vapid hunter and it was all entirely the twins fault.

"Get up!" Her sire who was pacing angrily nearby ordered

As the redheads eyes locked with her sires she tried very hard to keep any feelings of resentment she held toward the woman from her eyes.

The angry, bloodthirsty part of her wanted Peyton's blood almost as much as that off the Winchesters and Brooke and Haley.

After all the twins had been her sires obsession, Peytons huge mistake, if she'd left them alone or just flat-out killed them instead of turning them long ago Bevin would not be dead.

"We have to make them pay!" Rachel spoke the first word she'd spoken since she'd yelled herself hoarse over her mate's broken and smoldering body.

Peyton knelt beside her and her sire's hazel eyes changed to gold as they drilled relentlessly into her own.

"We will." the curly-haired leader promised, her voice and face hard with grim determination "Believe me we will."

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"Bevin's dead." Haley's statement cut through the quiet ambience of the darkened bedroom.

She'd been awake for a while now, unable to go back off to sleep, feeling an ache in her heart like something was wrong, like something was missing, it had taken her awhile to pinpoint exactly what that was, but now she knew.

Brooke rolled over and turned toward her sister, her heightened sense of sight making it easy to see her twin clearly even though the room was near pitch black "Dean did it." she told her confirming what the younger girl had already assumed "He took her head off with a piece of mirrored glass."

Haley was almost saddened by the news, she'd not had a very deep connection with her Germanic order sister, hadn't felt any real love for her outside of the fact that they were connected through their sire and their bloodline but as far as her order sisters went when compared to Rachel or Anna, Bevin was definitely the lesser of evils as far as Haley was concerned.

Her eyes drifted toward Brooke, her sister looking worn and aged despite her still youthful visage, the worry in her older twin's eyes evident, the fear palpable.

"Brooke I'm sorry." she whispered as she felt her sister slip a hand into her own and squeeze lightly, almost like Brooke was assuring herself that she was still there.

"What for?"

"They'll be hunting us now," she said referring to the remainder of the order and the retribution she knew was sure to be coming "They'll be coming for all of us and it's all my fault."

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He couldn't sleep. He'd been laying in his hard hotel room bed for at least two hours, the image of the nights events weighing heavily on his mind, the fear Brooke had shown, the feel of the younger, broken vampire in his arms as he rushed to get her to safety, his brother mercilessly killing the blonde vampire without batting an eyelid, it all continued travelling round and round his head, a big mess of death and pain.

He sighed turning onto his back his eyes wide open staring up at the ceiling like it could give him some sort of clarity.

"Sam can you quit your tossing and turning and get some sleep!" Dean's voice was heavy with sleep and irritation.

"Sorry." the younger hunter answered and tried his best to keep himself still, tried his best to calm himself.

It didn't last long, not two minutes later he was again tossing around in his bed and sighing heavily in fatigue and restlessness.

The bedside table light went on and a sleepy Dean fumbled up into a sitting position "Okay," he rasped annoyed "I give up what's wrong with you?"

"Nothing is wrong." Sam brushed away his brothers question "Sorry I woke you."

"Yeah well try to be quieter okay." Dean reluctantly let the topic of conversation go, not in some large part due to the fact he was already half asleep again "Some of us need our beauty sleep." the older hunter switched the light off and flopped himself back down, placing a pillow over his head in attempt to block out some of the outside sounds.

After a few minutes Sam leant over and switched the light back on as something smoky smelling filled his senses "Do you smell that?"

"Don't even think about blaming me" came his brothers muffled reply.

"I'm serious Dean." Sam got out of bed and padded toward the window "Something smells like smoke."

"Go to sleep Sammy," his brother groaned "It's probably someone having a bonfire or something."

"In a hotel, at 2 am, I don't think so." the taller hunter shook his head opening the windows curtain.

He could see orange fire blazing closely by and what he made out to be the silhouettes of three females. Shutting the curtain quickly he made his way to his brother.

"Dean get out of bed." he shook him roughly before rushing to pack his stuff "Now!"