*What goes around comes around* *Cassie's POV*

Dean and I took Gordon back to the motel to track the vampire's to their nest. When we got in I expected to see Sam but he wasn't in the room. I gave Dean a worried look, but he shook it off. I pulled out a map and laid it down on the wood table. Dean started tracing the roads and farms talking to Gordon about which towns he has already checked. I was watching the window hoping that Sam was okay out there. I mean when there's a vampire nest around here I hope to god my brother is okay.

"Where is Sam? He should be back by now." Dean mutters checking his watch.

"He's probably on a walk, he seems like a walk kinda guy." Gordon smiles turning back to me and smirking. "Hey, that knife you've got can I see it?"

"Yeah, sure." I laugh pulling the knife out of my belt and handing it to Gordon handle first.

"Beautiful, I can't get over the sheath. I've seen some complexes patterns on leather, but I've never seen these symbols." Gordon inspects the worn leather with a smile.

"It was a gift, from John Winchester." I smile as he passes it back to me. "He said the symbols were to protect me." I clearly remember the day he gave it to me, all theses memories are starting to sneak back and it's making it hard not to cry. That's when Sam came busting through the door. Both Dean and I jump up in our chairs.

"Where have you been?" Dean glares at him. His eyes were wide and he looks like he's just seen a ghost.

"Can I talk to you two alone for a second?"

"Is it okay with you, Gordon?" I ask turning back to him and he nods. Dean and I both follow Sam out to the parking lot.

"What was that all about?" Dean asks worried.

"I was in the nest."

"What! How did you get out? How many did you kill?" I take a step closer to him and he grips my shoulders.

"I didn't kill any of them."

"Then how did you get out? They didn't just let you go." Dean snaps and he nods.

"That's exactly what they did, I think we need to rethink this hunt." Sam turned to Dean. "They aren't hurting anyone, all those cows. They're drinking animal blood because they don't want to hurt anyone."

"Sam, what are you talking about? They've killed people!" I pulled on his shoulder so he would look at me.

"No they haven't! They're not hurting anyone!" Sam shouts and I roll my eyes.

"Right because you think I'm suppose to believe some vamps who decided to go vegan." I snort taking a step closer to him throwing him a death glare. He shoves my shoulder so that I have to take a few steps back to make sure I don't fall over. Sam has never pushed me, ever! Sam has never believed in hitting me, even after I was trained he still thinks that if he hits me then I'll have a mental break down or some shit. I run forward and slam my hands into his chest successfully taking him by surprise. He shifts and takes a few steps backwards.

"What part of 'vampires' don't you understand, Sam? If it's supernatural, we kill it, end of story. That's our job. " I scream up at him.

"Really?" Sam shout with a small smile, I glare at him taking a angry step forward. "That is not our job. Our job is hunting evil. And if these things aren't killing people, they're not evil!" Sam snaps at me and I growl at him.

"Of course they're killing people, that's what they do. They're all the same, Sam. They're not human, okay? We have to end every last one of them."

"I can't believe this is coming from you of all people!" Sam grabs my arm and I shove my hand against his chest again.

"Oh, why is that Sammy!" I growl through clinched teeth. He pulls me close to him glaring at me.

"Just last month you were crying to me say you were evil, we didn't kill you did we?"

"DON'T YOU DARE TURN THIS AROUND ON ME!" I scream using my magic to throw him to the ground. He looks surprised as Dean came up behind me and puts an arm around my chest so I couldn't get any closer to Sam.

"I talked to Ellen about your little friend in there," Sam stands up wiping his hands off on his jeans, "She told me he's not a good guy."

"We don't even know her Sam!" I shout and Dean releases his grip on me. I smirk up at him, maybe we are on the same page.

"Right, 'cause Gordon's such an old friend. You don't think I can see what this is?"

"What?" I roll my eyes and walk away from Dean and closer to Sam.

"Guys just stop it okay, your acting like children!" Dean roars at us. We both send him our best death glares. He raises his hands in surrender, he knows better than to get in the middle of our fights. It didn't take long for him to continue yelling.

"He's a substitute for John, isn't he? Or is it for your dad? Or that jackass step dad of yours?" He shouts into my face.

"You son of a bitch!" I scream the light poles above me flickered. Dean put a hand on my shoulder but I burnt it red-hot and he shouted pulling away fast holding his hand in pain.

My anger wasn't fazing Sam. "You know, you slap on this big fake smile but I can see right through it. Because I know how you feel, Cas. Our dads are dead. And they all left a hole in you, and it hurts so bad you can't take it, but you can't just fill up that hole with whoever you want to. It's an insult to his memory." That was the last straw.

"SHUT UP!" I scream and launch myself at him, I throw a strong punch right in his jaw. Sam holds his right cheek in his hand as Dean grabs me and pulls me back. Sam rubs his jaw and calmly looks back at me.

"You hit me all you want. It won't change anything."

"I'm going to that nest. And I'm gonna burn the place down. You don't want to tell me where it is, fine. I'll find it myself." I turn walking back to the motel room. I can't stand it when he thinks that I'm just some stupid kid. I can hunt. I can survive, I'm just as capable as he is.

"Cassie, wait." Dean walked over to me and putting an arm around my shoulders. I guess we both were on the same page here.

I was still pissed at Sam when I walked into the motel with Dean on my shoulder. I was about to apologize to Gordon when I realized he wasn't there.

"Aww…shit…" I mutter to myself turning to glare at Sam. I swear to freaking go if he says 'I told you so' I'm going to end him.

"Gordon?" Dean asks out to the empty room.

"You think he went after them?" Sam walks over to the table.

"Probably" I smirk to myself picking up my gun and slipping it in my belt.

"Dean, we have to stop him."

"Really, Sam? Because I say we lend a hand. " I snap turning to him with my best glare.

Sam turned to me rolling his eyes. "Just give me the benefit of the doubt, would you? You owe me that." I pushed past him as Dean walks over to get the keys from the dresser.

"Yeah, we'll see. I'll drive. Give me the keys." Dean goes to get the keys but sees their gone. "I'm gonna kill that little shit!" Dean shouts making both Sam and I jump.

"He snaked the keys." Sam sighed. We left the room and walked out to the car. Dean was in the front seat hot-wiring the car while grumbling unhappy.

"I can't believe this. I just fixed her up, too." His breath caught as the car started. "So the bridge, is that all you got?"

"The bridge was four and a half minutes from their farm."

"How did you know that?" I give him a curious look.

"I counted," Sam mutters looking at a map. I smile up at him and Dean chuckles. "They took a left out of the farm, then turned right onto a dirt road, followed that for two minutes slightly up a hill, then took another quick right and we hit the bridge."

"Wow, for a huge pain in the ass, you're a good hunter." I smile and punch his shoulder playfully hoping that we could bury the hatchet.

"Thanks squirt." He mutters pushing me with his elbow.

"I'm almost 18, don't call me squirt." I roll my eyes and both of my brothers laugh.

"Look we're all friends again." Dean smirks and turns up the bridge. "I say we own this lovely affair to Dr Phil." I roll my eyes as we pulled up to the house. I pulled my knife in my sheath on my belt and see the boys loading their guns. We walk into the house and see Gordon standing over a young girl who is gagged against a chair. I take a deep breath and walk in with Dean and Sam.

Dean! Cas! Come on in." Gordon smiles at me holding up the bloody knife. "Just poisoning Lenore here with some dead man's blood. She's going to tell us where all her little friends are, aren't you? Want to help?"

"Look, man," I say taking a step forward, he pulls the knife down the women's arm and she flinches in pain. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, let's all just chill out, huh?"

"I'm completely chill." Gordon smirks walking over to me with the bloody knife. Dean takes a step in front of me.

"Gordon, put the knife down." Sam glares at him putting up his hands. Gordon glares back at him walking over to him. Dean puts a hand on his chest to stop him from getting to close to Sam.

"Sounds like it's Sam here who needs to chill." Gordon turns to me with a killer expression. I try to be strong for Sam but honestly this is creeping the shit out of me.

"Just stay away from her alright." Sam says calmly as Gordon let out a sigh.

"You're right. I'm wasting my time here. This bitch will never talk. Might as well put her out of her misery." He pulls out a machete and points it at me. "I just sharpened it, so it's completely humane." Dean gently moves me farther behind him and I turn to Sam with a worried expression. Sam steps in front of Gordon blocking him from hurting the vampire girl.

"Gordon, I'm letting her go." Sam was shocked when Gordon's knife pressed to his chest, I jumped in front of Dean pulling my knife from my boot.

"You're not doing a damn thing." Gordon turns to me and smirks.

"Get your knife off my brother!" I shout my voice rising a few octaves.

"I get it okay? That vampire that killed your sister deserved to die, but this one…" Dean spook calmly taking a step towards Gordon.

"Killed my sister? That filthy fang didn't kill my sister. It turned her. It made her one of them. So I hunted her down, and I killed her myself." I felt like I was gonna puke. What the hell! I turned to Dean with a horrified expression and he nodded to me. "It wasn't my sister anymore, it wasn't human. I didn't blink. And neither would you."

"So you knew all along, then? You knew about the vampires, you knew they weren't killing anyone. You knew about the cattle. And you just didn't care." Sam yells getting way to close to Gordon's blade.

"Care about what? A nest of vampires suddenly acting nice? Taking a little time out from sucking innocent people? And we're supposed to buy that? Trust me. Doesn't change what they are. And I can prove it." Gordon grabs Sam's arm and cuts it I jump forward shouting Sam's name. The knife flew out of Gordon's hand and he looks at me with his eyes burning with the worst kind of hatred. The women had blood on her face and her fangs bared but she closed her mouth and stared to whimper. My chest heaved as I took a step back towards Dean.

"You hear her, Gordon?" Dean smirks reaching out to grab my arm to pull me to him. Gordy was still looking at me with a murderous glare. I probably shouldn't have let the crazy psycho hunter know I'm a witch.

"Sam take her out." I tell him as he unties the vampire and takes her out of the front door. Gordon goes to run at Sam but Dean pulls his gun on him.

"Uh-uh. Uh-uh! Gordon. I think you and I've got some things to talk about."

"You're not serious"

"I'm having a hard time believing it too, but I know what I saw. If you want those vampires, you've gotta go through me."

"Fine." Gordon glares at him but stops with a smile. "But your sister's fair game." He grabs me and puts a hand over my mouth and a knife to my neck. Dean jumps to me but something was spilling into my mouth. Hard sand like dust covered my tongue and I felt like I was swallowing pins. It was burning me making me choke it down. I tried to scream but the burning just got worst. I felt myself trying to throw the horrid burning ooze out of my mouth but Gordon's hand didn't budge. I was coughing and convulsing against his iron grip. That burning in my mouth could only be one thing, black ash.