Author: Katrin Van Helsing
MERRY CHRISTMAS AND A HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ONE AND ALL. I WILL PROBABLY WRAP ALL THIS STORY UP IN THE NEXT EXCITING CHAPTER - DUE OUT NEW YEAR'S EVE.
Disclaimer: I have no claims to the show Supernatural, the characters or themes, I just like to play with the characters, tease, torture, caress and the rest!! Don't shoot the writer!
Chapter 11: It was then that the knock came on the door.
It startled everyone. It was a light knock and when Ellen peeked out of the drawn curtains, she saw it was a woman. The woman was dressed in a t-shirt and jeans, kind of the barmaid type, always serving drinks, late nights and not knowing the next morning who she will wake up to find in her bed. Ellen went to the door, pulling it slightly open, she said "Sorry, we're closed. Family emergency. You can find a garage in town.". Ellen pointed in the direction of town and went to close the door, figuring the woman could trot down to the town garage to get her car fixed, when she realized that the said woman had stuck her foot in the way of the door and had her hand posed ready to push the door open. It was then that Ellen wished she'd brought a shotgun to the door to back her up, but with no choice she turned back to face the woman.
It was then that the woman took off her sun glasses and smiled showing her fangs. "I'm here for Dean and Sam, and my dear I am not leaving without them." With that she pushed open the door knocking Ellen down on her ass, and strode into the house. Ellen slammed the door making sure that there was no-one else moving around the yard and called to Bobby that a vamp was here. Bobby stood up, and pointed the shoot gun at the said vamp, who put her sunglasses in her shirt pocket, and crossed her arms over her chest. It was then that Dean spoke up, "Go away Lenora!". Lenora put her hands on her hips and starred at Dean. Her eyes twinkled and Dean had the feeling he was missing something, he just had no idea what. Lenora seemed to act though but it was as if she was here against her will or better judgment, Dean could not decide which so he repeated what he had already said. "Lenora get out."
Lenora did not listen. Instead she looked at Bobby, "I am here for both Sam and Dean. You will turn them over to me immediately. You have no idea what you are doing or what this will do to them and their ability to survive." Bobby shook his head, "Look Lenora, if that is your name. You may be considered a friend by these two, but your not by me. The best thing you can do is walk out that door and forget all about Sam, Dean or anything to do with this mess Sam created."
Lenora did not move, she huffed and whispered "You have no idea do you? Dean is going to be powerful and without proper training, you have no idea of the damage and destruction he can cause. It is for the best, that he comes with me." For the best, Bobby could not believe his ears. Fuming he went straight upto Lenora nearly nose to nose he spat back, "For the best. He was in a cage, denied food, and water. Kept locked up, given showers of holy water to keep him weak and you dare to say it was for his best interests. Tell me, explain it to me, how can that sort of treatment be for Dean's best interests. You know what I think. I think you vampires want him to go crazy because that is no way to train anyone, vampire or not." Lenora had the good sense to take a step back during Bobby's verbal assault and she admitted that he had his valid points if they where dealing with anything other then Dean of course. She hunched her shoulders, "We are not dealing with a regular vampire, we are dealing with a blood master and if you knew anything about them, you would have him caged worse then I did."
Bobby, "Well for all your crap about him, his sitting right there and he hasn't done anything against anybody. You are not getting him or his brother." It was when Bobby mentioned his brother Sam, that Dean realized what was wrong. Lenora had not even asked about Sam, sure she mentioned him but there was no worries about him, no questions. It was as if, he thought, she knew.... It was then that Dean stood back up, knowing that Lenora's visit was just a delay tactic. Something was going on, something about his brother." These thoughts where confirmed, when on seeing Dean heading towards to back of the house, Lenora spoke up, "and where do you think your going." Dean turned, his eyes suddenly blazing, the thoughts of tearing her apart and draining her of all the blood she had in her body coming to the front of his mind. He pushed them down with shear willpower and though gritted teeth, he said. "Your here to distract us. Bobby keep an eye on her. I'm going to see my brother." Lenora smiled, "It's too late, he's gone. Dracula will be miles away by now."
Dean turned and for the first time Bobby and Ellen saw just what Lenora was fearing would happen. Before either of them could move, Dean had Lenora up against the wall and was bearing his fangs, his eyes glowed red, a deep blood red that had even Bobby wondering what had happened. As Lenora was raised a foot off the floor, Dean just wanted to know one thing, "Where is my brother?". Bobby realized he had seconds before Dean lost it and tore Lenora apart leaving them all without answers and more importantly for Dean (as if it did not matter to everyone else that is), no information on Sam or what was happening to him. Ellen looked on, she had dealt with thugs, monsters, demons, and mad hunters, but what she saw now kept her rooted to the spot. She admitted to herself, she was scared and worse still she had no idea how to stop Dean if he went bad and started killing. The worse bit was (if it had to get any worse that is), she did not know if she wanted to. That effect would later be called by Bobby, Dean, Sam and a few others, the Ellen Effect, where a person finds that they do not want to stop the handsome vampire whatever he has in mind to do. Hypnotism at it's best. Bobby on the other hand knew exactly what to do, (he hoped), and just as Dean was squeezing the life out of Lenora demanding to know where his brother was, Bobby picked up a flask of Holy Water and throw the contents all over Dean's back. He then also found himself up against the wall, held by one hand a foot off the ground, starring into Dean's mad and pained blood red eyes. "You should not have done that Bobby" Dean hissed the words though his fangs, "That hurt!". Bobby was looking into the face of a hunter, a man he trusted with his life, a man he viewed as a son and the man who may kill him in the next few seconds. Bobby closed his eyes, this he did not want to see. He felt the hands, Dean's Hands tighten around his throat, and then suddenly release.
Dean stepped back, thoughts running though his head at faster and faster speeds. This was Bobby. He was about to kill Bobby without a second thought. His thoughts where jumbled, filled with hatred and worry for what had happened to his brother, mingled with fear and loathing of what he was turning into and now this. Dean hung his head, trying to think straight, trying to control the anger, fear, and hatred, that was turning him into a monster. Lenora was partly right, he was not fully in control of himself, of anything really. He had to leave, go somewhere sunny, somewhere he could die, alone as he deserved to. Dean turned for the door, and was about to make a run for it, when Ellen stood in his way. He looked at her willing her to move, but this time she had her thoughts under strict control. Everytime she felt Dean telling her to move, she remembered her husband, Jo, her hatred for John, anything that would keep her from obeying Dean's command to move - Ellen was not moving, not this time. This time the vampire would have to push past her and she hoped Dean would not do that. She had to get though to him. She held her hands up, "Dean, listen. I know you want to run, but if what Lenora says is even half true, there is nowhere you can run to. Think of your brother, Bobby and I can't go up against Dracula without you. Now, you have to calm down and listen to us. We can rescue your brother, we can deal with Drac, but we need you on our side fully, and under control. Do you understand me Dean. You have to calm down."
Lenora had never seen such bravery. No vampire (let alone a human) had ever dared to stand their ground before a enraged blood master. She shivered, she was going to be in so much trouble. Bobby rubbed his neck and stepped towards Dean, who turned his head slightly just in case Bobby tried anything. Bobby could see that some part of Dean was wanting to stay, wanting to fight by their side, but that part was small and desperately needed help to convince the rest. "Ellen, is right Dean. We can't do this without you." Bobby thought they might have got though when Dean took a step towards the door, towards Ellen, towards freedom. Then his shoulders slumped, and he turned back towards Bobby. His eyes had returned to there normal greeny color, but the voice when it spoke was filled with regret, determination, control, sadness and surrender. "Bobby. I nearly killed you. I wanted to kill you. I wanted to tear Lenora apart, bit by bit. I can't control this, not now, not ever. Lenora is wrong, I shouldn't be caged, I should be killed."
Dean shoulders slumped even further and he sat down on the couch, his head in his hands. Bobby could see that now his wrists where healing from the fact that he had literally torn the cuffs apart when he grabbed Lenora. "Ellen go get another unit or two of blood for Dean and some for Lenora. Then get a pan and sweep up those cuff bits, I want to find out a little more about them. (he smiled dryly) Now that their in pieces it might make that easier." Dean raised his head, "Bobby I don't want any blood. Weren't you listening you have to kill me."
Bobby huffed, and turned to look at Lenora who was shakily standing up, "Dean, we need you. Ellen was right, we need you in control and looking fit. Now your going to drink that blood and compose yourself, while I ask this Lenora some questions." Dean, "but. I." Bobby shut him up before he got any further, "No, I don't want to hear it. Anyone can blow a fuse sometimes even me, (threatening to shoot John if he ever came back) and usually we do regret it afterwards (missing out on you and your brother growing up), but. He sighed, "We're all alive, if you really where totally out of control, we would not be and you would be either out there trying to get yourself killed or totally under Dracula's power, Just like your brother is now."
"So, now we heal up and make a plan to deal with Drac, and rescue your brother." Bobby turned towards Lenora as Ellen brought in coffee and blood for each of them. " Well Lenora, where is Sam and what does Drac want Dean to do."
Next Chapter: The Rescue and The End, but who's?