Dean drove as fast as he could to the house they had been to with the twins, hoping the fangs would still be there, and that was where they were keeping Dexter.
Sam turned in his seat to look at Koby, smiling slightly as he saw he was out like a light, his shirt draped over his face to shield from the powerful sunlight penetrating the car.
'Is he ok?' Dean muttered, chancing a look from the mirror at the sleeping vampire.
'I think so...wow that seemed pretty bad, if that's what happened to him-'
'Then what was happening to Dexter?' Dean finished his brother's question for him.
They sat in silence for most of the journey, Dean turning the radio off as Koby continued to slumber in the back of the Impala.
They had been driving for quite a few hours when they reached the vampire hideout, Dean stopping the car a little way behind, backing it up by some trees.
'Wake up dude...' Dean said loudly, turning around in his seat to wake the sleeping vampire, whose face was pressed into the upholstery of the car.
Dean sighed, and got out the car, opened the one closest to Koby, and shook him roughly awake.
'I'm up-I'm up...' Koby stuttered, sitting upright and rubbing his eyes, yawning.
'Sleep well?' Dean smiled sweetly at him, before shutting the door again and opening the trunk of his car.
Koby groaned and got out the car behind them, and stretched, looking out at the house as Sam and Dean armed themselves.
'Can we go yet?' he asked, nerves and anger coursing through his veins-those vampires were going to pay for what they were doing to his brother.
'Whoa sterling, we need to create a game plan!' Dean muttered, pulling out his machete.
'ok, I got one-'said Koby, giving the brothers a sarcastic smile '- we go in there, and we kill everyone we find until we reach Dexter, then we get him the hell out of there, got it?' he asked, and without waiting for a reply he turned tail and walked to the side of the house, shielding his eyes with his hands to keep out the sun.
Sam and Dean looked at each other, before shrugging and following the vampire to the side of the house.
Koby looked through the window, and signalled that they should go in.
'They're gonna be sleeping for a little while longer, so let's go!' Koby said, before shielding his eyes and running to the front door, Sam and Dean close behind.
Together they slowly entered the house, being as quite as they could as they walked forwards, always keeping an eye out for awaking fangs.
They reached a room full of the sleeping vamps, and they silently picked their way through them, before reaching the door on the other side.
Koby held up a hand; he had spotted a guard, they must have put more security up, expecting an attack.
He walked slowly but confidently up to him, tapping him on the shoulder.
'Hey, have you got a light?' he asked, before punching the fang in the face, sending him to the floor.
The fang grappled with the young vampire, trying to get control of the fight, landing a few punches, Koby falling to the side for a second before pulling himself back up, head butting the fang, watching at it fell listless to the floor.
'Dean, machete!' he whispered urgently, motioning for the brother's to come closer, Dean holding out his weapon.
Koby was reluctant to take it, but he grasped it firmly, standing up, deciding whether to use it or not.
In the end he walked away, still carrying the machete in his arm.
'Your just gonna leave him?' breathed Sam, looking down at the vamp. The fang, however, sprang to his feet and threw himself at Sam, arms outstretched, grasping Sam's neck and pulling.
'Arghhh!' Sam knew that shouting could alert the other fangs, but silence went out the window when the damn fang started to tug his head off.
'Sam!' Dean raced to his brother's side, but gasped when he realised he no longer had his machete.
Seconds later, a spray of blood erupted in the air, the vampire falling to the ground like a dropped toy.
Koby stood behind him, his face a mask of something Dean couldn't fathom out. Was it anger? Grief? He didn't know.
Koby pulled Sam to his feet, and rubbed his back before walking to the door just behind Dean.
Dean grabbed Sam's arm as he came closer, 'are you ok?' he asked urgently, noting the mottled red bruises now appearing on his brother's neck.
'Yeah I'm ok- we should follow him' he muttered, nodding his head at Koby's now retreating back.
Dean nodded. He knew it had been hard for the vampire to kill one of his own, but he was sure glad he did.
Together they made their way down more corridors, before Koby came to a sudden halt outside one door.
'What is it?' whispered Sam, looking at the vampire with concern, for Koby's face turned ashen white, his eyes widening.
'Listen...' he prompted.
The brother's pressed their ears to the door- they could hear a faint groaning, which suddenly turned into a loud yell of pain, elongated and drawn out, a sob breaking through the end of the agonising shout.
'PLEASE STOP...please...' the unmistakable English accent of Dexter could now be clearly heard through the door.
Sam looked at Koby, and gave a start of surprise as he saw the young vampires face contorted in forced silent agony. The twin ESP thing was working again.
'What do we do?' Sam whispered urgently to his brother, before watching as Koby sank to the floor, muffled and controlled gasps of pain racking his body as he curled into the foetal position.
'I say we take 'em. We have to Sam, look at him! We can only guess what's happening to Dexter in there...' he didn't want to think about what was happening to the vampire on the other side of the door.
'Ok...' Sam nodded, before kneeling down and grabbing Koby, pulling him up.
'Listen, we're gonna get your brother back, ok? But we need your help, can you help us?' he asked, looking straight into the vampires eyes.
Koby stared back for a few seconds, before nodding. 'Course I will!' he smiled, before getting up, wincing in pain.
'Great-I say we just storm the place, take them by surprise...' Dean muttered.
'Sounds good to me!' Koby agreed.
Dexter was now fighting to keep his eyes open, the pain lancing through his body was unlike anything he had ever felt before, he knew the cuts and blows to this body would heal, but he knew they were gonna take some time to...
'Feeling the pain yet?' sneered Josh, wielding the knife again.
'Please...I have...to get to Koby...' he groaned, crushing his eyes shut as pain shot through his body.
'You're not going anywhere!' Josh grinned, before plunging the knife back into Dexter's chest, carving a circle where his heart was, Dexter gritting his teeth and trying to breathe deeply.
'Dawww! Stop please!' he finally gasped out.
'Not till your spewing blood!' Josh chuckled, putting the knife deeper into Dexter's flesh.
'HEY! GET YOUR HANDS OFF MY BROTHER YOU PIECE OF SCUM!' Koby stood in the doorway, flanked either side by Sam and Dean, each carrying a machete.
Dexter choked out a relieved laugh as watched them walk into the room.
'Get them!' Josh yelled, sending his fang minions to get the rescuers.
Dean smiled with the challenge as one fang came towards him. With one clean arc of metal, the fangs head flew into the air, blood erupting from the neck stump as the fang fell to the floor.
Sam ran towards a vamp that was circling Dean, and pretty soon he had dispatched on him too.
Koby, however, was making headway for Josh, but the other fangs were getting in his way.
He punched one in the face, sending it sprawling to the floor, before coming down with the machete that Dean had given to him, cutting the bastards head off in one fell swoop.
'Hole in one!' Dexter laughed, craning his neck to watch his twin's progress.
'Thank you...thank you...' Koby smiled as he elbowed another fang in the face, before thrusting his knife into his stomach, the already coated blade sending Dead Man's Blood into his system.
Now the way was clear for Koby to get to Josh, he didn't waste any time.
Josh was more than ready, standing in front of the tied up Dexter, who yelled in anger.
Koby smiled at him. 'I'm not afraid of you anymore!' he said, before running towards him, machete raised.
Josh grinned and raised his arms, grabbing the blade and thrusting it to the floor, before pulling it towards him, and by proxy Koby, before savagely head-butting the young vampire, sending him to the floor,
Josh threw the machete away, before levelling kicks into Koby's stomach, head and chest, laughing as Koby yelped in pain and curled into himself, trying to fend off the blows.
Josh soon got bored of this, so he straddled the vampire, blood pouring out of a cut to his forehead, and began to punch him in the face, again and again until Koby was hardly conscious.
'Traitors should die!' he smiled, punching Koby again.
'HEY!' an English-accented voice shouted above him, and before Josh could turn around his head separated from his torso, his dead arms throwing up in their last nerve movements, blood spraying from the severed carotid artery, soaking the dazed Koby to the bone.
The innate body of Josh fell to the floor, his legs kicking up as his body came to rest haphazardly on the cold stone floor of the torture chamber.
Shaking, Koby looked up to see Dexter smiling down at him, machete in hands, blood spray splattered on his face.
'How did-'Koby began, but Dexter didn't let him finish. He bent down and picked his brother bodily up, before bringing him to his chest and hugging him, resting his head on his brother's blood spattered hair.
'Dean managed to free me, just in time-you ok?' he said, still not releasing his brother.
'No I am bloody not ok!' came the muffled indignant reply of his brother. Dexter snorted a laugh, but winced as pain lanced through his chest.
'We should get out of here' Sam noted, keeping a wary eye on the door for the other fangs; he was amazed they didn't hear what had just happened.
'Good idea, there's a window over there-it leads out to the road' Dexter nodded his head.
He released his brother and held him at arms length, assessing him for further injuries.
'come on Dex, you can stare at me for as long as you like when we get out of here!' Koby grinned, walking toward the window.
'Vain git!' Dexter shot back and he motioned for Sam and Dean to follow.
They smiled at him, Sam recognising the slight embarrassment but ultimate gratefulness that Koby was showing to his brother, Dean recognising and understanding the need to look after a younger sibling, to keep them out of harms way, by whatever means possible.
They followed the twins out through the window, and soon they were running out to the Impala, diving into it and driving onto the highway.
Hours later, the twins were recovering on the back seats of the Impala as Dean pulled up in a different motel, Sam checked them in, then the brother's had to help the twins up to the room, practically dragging them to the beds, making sure they couldn't get hurt any more.
They sat up most the night, wondering what the hell the next day would bring.
I hope you enjoyed this chapter; the last one will be up tomorrow, hopefully!
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