I am sorry! I am a horrible liar! I have no excuses for not updating! But I can make it up by posting the very last 2 chapters today. I don't know if any of you still have faith that I will finish it…. But I will do my best!

Actually at this moment, Chapter 16 is done, I just have to proof it.

Disclaimer: I am not awesome enough to own a TV show of any kind, much less Supernatural! Who do you think I am? "Ms. Awesome person who owns Supernatural?" Nope not me.

This is the "Sam chapter "I kept talking about. I've had this ready since I last posted. (I am sorry!) I am afraid as far as violence goes this one isn't any better than the last…

Chapter 13: Photographs

They tramped through the woods for God-knows-how-long when they came to a dirt pathway. The followed the path for about 15 minutes before they were standing in front of a cabin. Sam took a side-long glance at his brother.

"Dude, will you quit looking at me like that? I'm fine!" he snapped.

Sam just muttered "Jerk" under his breath and rolled his eyed.

Apparently Dean heard him because Sam heard him mutter "Bitch" back. Sam just smiled.

"Ok, now, we should split up to search." Dean said once they were inside. At the other end of the hall there was a stairwell on the left wall, there was a door-less frame and on the right and up the hall a little, there was a closed door.

"Bobby you take the stairs. Sam you take that door." Dean continued.

"Dean, are sure y-" Sam started to say.

"SAM! I'm fine!"

"No. You're not. You shouldn't even be up."

"Sam, get moving." Dean opened a door that Sam hadn't noticed and went in. Bobby shrugged and said, "Maybe he is as he says. Maybe he is fine."

"Or maybe not, Bobby. You saw the wound."

"Well, either way, we ain't gonna be able to stop him. So, get movin'."

Sam turned to the door as he heard Bobby's feet make the first step on the stair case squeak. He pushed open the door he had noticed before. It swung open with a small creak and revealed a basement. Sam pulled out his flashlight and proceeded down the stairs. "Why have a basement in a cabin?" Sam wondered as he drew his machete. Once he reached the bottom of the stairs, he noticed that the area looked unused, all except for a bed in the corner. The bed looked as though it had been slept in recently. Sam looked around the room some more. On the opposite wall from the stairs, was a door. Quickly and quietly, Sam crossed the room. He turned the knob to find the door was locked. He reached into his pocket to get his lock-picking kit out. His finger tips brushed upon a smooth, metal object, before finding it. "Oh, right. Dean asked me to hold on to this," he thought. He moved the locket to the inside pocket of his jacket. Lock-pick in hand, he approached the door. Once the said door was open, he entered the room, leaving the door open. On one wall there was a dresser on the other there was another bed, this one was larger than the other and had undisturbed covers. There was a window on the wall above the dresser, just big enough to fit through, and it was wide open. After searching the rest of the room first, he went to the dresser. He opened the top drawer and he found a photograph of what looked like a woman lying in a pool of blood. On the back, it said; "Rylee's beautiful death." Sam pulled out another photo from the same drawer, this one was of the same woman, Rylee, and she was younger-looking and was wearing the locket that was currently in his pocket. The back of this one it said, "She is beautiful, a stunning creature. She'll be mine. I will make her mine." The words were written in red ink, below them, in black ink, (It looked as though it had been written later,) " Her name is Rylee, she is 19, she's going to be 20 tomorrow, she seems to be… upset about something, Tomorrow I am going to ask her 'Why are you so upset?' She really is stunningly beautiful." Sam pulled more pictures from the drawer. The first was of Rylee and the male vampire from before. "Rylee is pregnant. She told me yesterday. She also told me she thinks of me as a best friend." The next was of Rylee in the hospital, with a baby (Sam assumed it was Nessa,) cradled in her arms. "Today Rylee had her child, who is even more beautiful than her mother. Rylee named the child Vanessa Mary Alison Winchester. When I asked about the last name she smiled and said 'Winchester. That's her father's last name.' her smile then brightened. "Mary was his mother's name, and Alison, was my mother's name." I then asked about why child's name was 'Vanessa.' She just laughed and said 'I just like the name Vanessa,' I told her that it suits her. Later, she told me that the father's name is Dean." The next photo was blurry as if taken while running, but Rylee's image can be made out. "Rylee, as I found out today, is a hunter." Was all it said. The last photograph was of Nessa. It was recent, probably a school picture. On the back, were the words "Will be MINE!"

Sam blinked. "Well, at least we know what we're dealing with now" Sam dropped the photos back into the drawer. "It's only a psychotically obsessive vampire, who is after my niece." He thought sarcastically to himself. Sam went back up the stairs. And walked down the hall way to the door-less frame he had noticed before. He heard voices coming from inside. He pressed himself up against the wall, and listened. He put his head far out enough that he could see. The room was a kitchen. Dean was holding a knife and sneaking up to the vampire.

"What are you... planning on doing with me, if you do end up 'turning' me?" she was intently watching the vampire, with determination. The look on her face had a smug quality to it. It reminded him of the look Dean got when he was lying off his ass.

Sam continued to watch. Dean was now right behind the vampire. "Risky," he thought. "That fang could whip around at any second." He mentally scolded Dean.

"Make you my mate, love. What else could there be?"

Right then, as Dean stabbed the male vampire in the neck, the door to the basement slammed open and the female vampire from earlier ran towards the stairs, where Bobby was. Sam chased after her; he caught her arm and pulled her back. She yanked her arm from his grip and ran up the stairs. He followed her up the stairs. Once again a grabbing her arm, this time, however, he managed to pin her to the wall. Before he could do anything, he felt a sharp pain in his neck. She bit him. He let out a yell.

"Bobby!" He shouted. The vampire let go and Sam pushed her back. She staggered a little, but stayed on her feet. Sam took a- well, tried to take a step back, but he tripped, and fell backward. His weapon went skidding across the floor.

That's when Bobby came, seemingly from nowhere, and stabbed her in the back with a small sword coated in dead man's blood. She went down. Bobby picked up Sam's machete, and then helped him up.

"Are you stupid or something?" Bobby said to him.

"What? No!"

"Then why didn't you stab her or something?"

"Didn't think of it?"Was all he said. Sam looked at the small sword Bobby was holding. It hit him then, they didn't bring dead man's blood with them…

"Where'd you get that blood, Bobby?"

"These stupid fangs left a dead body up here,"

"Ah. Other than that did you find anything?"

"No. You?" Sam told Bobby about the photographs he had found.

"I've seen a whole Hell of a lot of weird things but this… is downright abnormal." Was all he had time to say because the vampire was beginning to stir.

She sprung to her feet and ran back down the stairs, with Sam behind her. Once he chased her back in the hall, he stopped cold, so did she. Dean stood there looking at his side, the male watching him. (He had a knife sticking out of his neck, Sam noticed.)

"Dean!" Sam yelled as he saw blood drip from his brother's side.

Any attempt that Sam was going to make to stop Dean from charging at the male was thwarted by the female.

She charged for Dean, towards the smell of blood, when Sam seized her by her waist, and pulled her back. They fell back. The female struggled to free herself, but to no avail, because Sam had a good grip on her. Eventually she got free. She once again tried charge at Dean, but once again Sam stopped her. All she could do was watch as Dean practically sawed the male's head off. The male brought his elbow up into Dean's side. Dean responded by shoving him to the ground and continuing to saw his head off. The male gave a last ditch effort to bring his bleeding palm up to Dean's side and mix their blood. Dean just twisted out of his side out of reach. Shortly after that, the males head rolled from his shoulders. Seeing what had happened to the male, the female began to struggle again. Sam pushed her up against the wall and beheaded her.

By the time Sam turned around, Dean was in the doorway, and Bobby had come down the stairs.

"What the Hell happened here?" He asked, seeing Dean, covered in blood, and having seen Sam behead the she vampire. Dean ignored him and said

"Sammy, Nessa I-" He tried. Dean coughed to try and clear his throat. "I told her to run." He said and started gasping. Dean looked awful. Sam was about to tell him to rest, when Dean said "Follow her..." he said as he sank to his knees "Find her" he whispered. He began to breathe heavier and heavier.. Sam took a step forward, to help, when Bobby yelled

"GO! What are you waiting for, a dismissal?"

Sam starts to turn around when he hears a 'thud', and turns back around to see Dean lying on the floor.

"You idjet." He turned to Sam once more and shouted "GO!"

Sam ran out the front door. "Which way did she go?" He asked himself aloud. He sees that some of the brush has been disturbed and some of the branches are broken. "She must have gone this way. " He followed a trail of broken underbrush until he heard soft crying. He deliberately made a noise.

"Who's there?"

"It's me, Sam."

Nessa ran to him and wrapped her arms around him. It was apparent that she was scared.

"Is… is dad… ok?"

"I don't know he passed out before I Ieft." Nessa got a worried look on her face. "Come on, let's go get the Impala." They walked up the path until they came to the road. A little ways away, the car was parked.

"Do you have the keys?" he asked her.

"No."

Sam sighed and went to pull out his lock-picking kit.

"Dean is so going to kill me…"

After they were in they drove down the path.

"Bobby!" Sam called.

After some effort and help from everyone, Dean was successfully loaded into the Impala.

"Now," Nessa said. "Let's go get us patched up."

Sam started the car and they drove off.

Wow-ee.

I think that is the longest chapter I have ever written. :D huzzah!

Aha… well the next chapter will be up in a few minutes… and then I am out!

~Chiri-O