Author's Note:

Hey guys! I'm super sorry I haven't been uploading in a while; I've been pretty busy as of late! As it turns out, I'm going to be out of state - and without really any internet access - for a week. So! Hang in there, Gabriel's going to be here in only a few more chapters. I'll probably upload, hm, maybe 2-4 chapters the day I come back to make up for the time missed. Thank you once again for reading, reviewing, following, and favoriting my story!

- Mackenzie

Chapter 12

"So, this is what a vampire bite looks like," Dean told me, pointing to two holes imprinted on the necks of a Hatfield and a McCoy. Their pale skin was flawless, except for those dark red dots. I frowned. "Well, that doesn't look too gory." "Yeah, but it probably hurts like Hell," Dean then added. Sam chuckled. "Nice way of putting it." Sam and Dean then pushed the two bodies back into the freezers in the morgue.

The three of us swung open the doors of the morgue, and walked out, not stopping until we reached the Impala outside. It was still light out, for it was only late afternoon. Already, I was yearning to get out and find some vampires. That would have to wait until nightfall, though.

We drove around downtown for a while, before heading out to take a look at the countryside surrounding Pikeville. Mountains outlined where the town lay, and highways curved around it, closing Pikeville inwards. Abandoned homes, farms, and sheds were abundant here, much to the chagrin of Sam and Dean.

"Why is that a bad thing, besides it generally not looking pleasant?" I asked from the backseat, my eyebrows rose. Sam turned to look back at me. "Well, vampires sometimes have their nests in abandoned buildings, due to the fact that no one's really going to look in them, and they're dark." "That makes sense."

It was silent for a while, until we found another abandoned building; this time, it was a small cabin. What made us pay attention to the cabin wasn't the decaying wood on the roof, but the motorcycle lying haphazardly on the grass. We pulled over into a hidden-from-sight ditch, and quietly got out. Sure, the sun was still high in the sky, but we didn't want to take any chances.

"Uh, so what's the plan?" I asked them both as we crouched in the ditch, watching the cabin from a distance. Dean crept over to the car, and opened the trunk silently. Pulling out a few weapons, he handed at least 3 to each of us. "Let's just wait and find out."

And so we waited. At least, until Sam and I began to talk. "Aren't they scared of the sun or something? What if we burst down the doors?" Sam then sighed. "That could work, but we have no idea how many are in there. There could be at least a dozen of them." My eyebrows rose. "That many?" I asked in amazement, my eyes wide. "Maybe."

"Well, we'll never know until we bust into that place," Dean spoke up, looking at the cabin. "There can't be that many in there, look how small it is," I told them both. They both nodded. Dean then got up from his crouching position, and began to walk out of the ditch. "Wait!" I called out, but Sam silenced me. "I think he's just going to peak in the window, Sabrina." "I hope."

We watched as Dean went over to one of the cabin's only windows, looking in, axe in tow. He then walked back towards us, grinning. "Sammy, Sabrina, there're only two vampires in there!" Sam gave a relieved sigh. "Seriously? Usually there are tons of them in one place." His brother nodded in response, and then turned to me. "I guess this'll be a crash course for you, then." I smiled in response. "Cool!"

After forming a plan, we waited in the ditch in silence. The sun was almost down, and we were about to take action. I glanced down at the weapons in my hand anxiously, watching the reflection of the sun going down on the steely metal. I then gave a small grin. This was going to be extremely interesting.