At the vampire's nest…
From the trees, the Winchesters watched as a beat up Camaro pulled into a large abandoned building. A man in a t-shirt held the door open as he shaded his eyes from the sun.
Another man stepped out of the camaro, "I know what time it is."
"Get in."
"Son of a bitch…" Dean scoffed from the middle of Sam and Angel, "So, they're really not afraid of the sun?"
"Direct sunlight hurts like a nasty sunburn." John informed, "The only way to kill 'em is by beheading. And yeah, they sleep during the day- doesn't mean they won't wake up."
Dean nodded, "So I guess walking right in's not our best option?"
"Actually…" John smirked, "That's the plan."
They walked over to the truck and the impala to start gearing up. John opened up an automatic hidden compartment that slid from the back of his truck as Dean opened the hidden compartment in the impala's trunk.
"Dad…" Dean looked over as he held up a machete, "I've got an extra machete if you need one."
"I think I'm okay." John said as he unveiled a massive shiny serrated edge machete from a leather holder, "Thanks."
Dean checked it out slightly disappointed, "Wow…"
Angel offered her brother a friendly smile as she took the extra machete from him and put it away.
John turned, "So, you three really wanna know about this Colt?"
Sam's eyes went wide as he looked from his siblings back to his dad, "Yes sir."
"It's just a story, a legend really. Well, I thought it was. Never really believed it until I read Daniel's letter…" His face became serious, "Back in 1835, when Halley's comet was overhead, the same night those men died at the Alamo… They say Samuel Colt made a gun. A special gun. He made it for a hunter, a man like us only on horseback. Story goes… he made thirteen bullets, and this hunter used the gun a half dozen times before he disappeared, the gun along with him. And somehow Daniel got his hands on it. They say… they say this gun can kill anything."
"Anything…" Angel repeated slowly as she pierced her fathers gaze, "Like the demon that killed mom?"
"Yeah, the demon…" John nodded painfully, "Ever since I picked up its trail I've been looking for a way to destroy that thing. Find the gun- we may have it."
Angel swung the machete with a grin, "Then let's get to work, boys."
They walked to the side of the barn where John swung the window inward before disappearing inside, followed by Angel and then the boys. They surveyed the room where the Vamps were sleeping in hammocks and all was quiet. John looked into the stalls as Angel followed Sam and Dean. They made their way through the barn being as quiet as they could. As Dean passed a hammock he accidentally kicked an empty bottle on the ground. It clinked around but the vampire next to him didn't wake. Sam found the 911 woman tied up against the pole, unconscious.
He turned to them hurriedly, "Guys."
Angel came over and started helping him untie her as Dean looked behind them, "There's more."
"Get them out." Angel instructed as she worked on her knot, "But quietly."
Dean nodded and made his way to a locked metal grid. Inside people were tied up, sleeping or unconscious. He noticed a lock on the door and grabbed a metal hook to break it.
Angel looked up sharply at the noise, "I said quietly."
They looked over to the hammocks but there was no movement. She and Sam went back to working on the knots that held the woman when she began to stir.
"Hey, hey, shhh." Sam whispered, "We're here to help you."
The woman roared, an unearthly roar. Sam reared back, pulling Angel with him as he readied his machete.
Dean looked around as the other vampires jerked awake, "Guys!"
"Run!" John yelled from the back, "Now!"
The three of them took off, calling for their Dad as they did. The vampires chased them on their heels. They burst out of the barn doors into the daylight and ran up the slope to the cars before turning to look back.
"Dad?" Dean yelled worriedly, tensing when nothing returned, "Dad!"
After a long pause, John came running up the slope. As soon as they saw him the three turned to leave.
"They won't follow. They'll wait till tonight." John explained grimly, "Once a vampire has your scent, it's for life."
Dean turned at that, "Well, what the hell do we do now?"
John looked between him and Angel, "You gotta find the nearest funeral home, that's what."
Later on at the motel…
"It shouldn't be taking this long…" Sam paced the floor of the motel room worriedly as John sat at the table, "I should go help."
"They've got it." John dismissed before he looked up to watch Sam pace, "Sammy."
"Yeah?"
"I don't think I ever told you this but…" A small smile came over his lips, "The day you were born, you know what I did?"
Sam's brows furrowed, "No."
"I put a hundred bucks into a savings account for you. I did the same thing for your brother and sister." He nodded, looking down briefly before returning his eyes to Sams, "It was a college fund. And every month I'd put in another hundred dollars, until…" His voice broke a little so he trailed off, "Anyway my point is, Sam that… This is never the life that I wanted for you."
Sam studied him, hurt in his eyes, "Then why'd you get so mad when I left?"
"You gotta understand something. After your mother passed, all I saw was evil, everywhere. And all I cared about was keeping you three alive. I wanted you… prepared. Ready. So somewhere along the line I, uh…" Johns eyes saddened as he spoke, briefly breaking eye contact to shake his head at himself, "I stopped being your father and I became your, your drill sergeant. So when you said that you wanted to go away to school, all I could think about, my only thought was, that you were gonna be alone. Vulnerable. Sammy, it just- it never occurred to me what you wanted. I just couldn't accept the fact that you and me- We're just different." When Sam huffed a laugh John eyed him curiously, "What?"
Sam shook his head, "We're not different. Not anymore. With what happened to Mom and Jess…" He laughed sadly, "Well, we probably have a lot more in common than just about anyone."
John smiled sadly at the realization, "I guess you're right, son."
After a moment of silence, Sam gave his father a curious look, "Hey Dad? Whatever happened to that college fund?"
John looked at him for a beat before answering, "Spent it on ammo."
They stared at each other before the both of them cracked up with laughter. Dean and Angel entered just then, interrupting the moment.
"Whew." Dean chuckled, "Man, some heavy security to protect a bunch of dead guys."
John studied them, "Get it?"
Angel grinned, taking the Dead Man's Blood out of her jacket pocket and handing it over, "Nothin a little flirting can't take care of."
John smiled between them with pride before he sat the bottle down and looked at them knowingly, "You know what to do."
On a deserted road…
Dean and Angel both leaned over the open bonnet of the Impala as they looked over the engine.
A woman's voice sounds behind them, "Car trouble?" They turned to see a brunette woman smiling over at them beside a burly blonde man, "Let us give you a lift. We'll take you back to our place."
"Nah, we'll pass." Dean grinned looking from his sister back to the woman, "Usually draw the line at necrophilia."
"Oh."
She backhands him as the other vampire's arm whipped out and he grasped Angel by the throat. The woman grabbed Dean face and lifted him into the air next to her
"Jesus." Angel latched onto the guy's arm as she choked, "A little testy tonight, guys?"
She choked but sent a worried look to her little brother as he grabbed onto the woman's wrist, "I don't usually get this friendly until the second date but…"
She smiled, "You know, we could have some fun." She winked over to Angel as well, "I always like to make new friends."
She lowered Dean to her level so she could kiss him on the mouth as she held his cheeks tightly.
The vamp guy turned to Angel who glared down at him as she struggled in the air, "Don't even think about it, Shrek."
"Oh." Dean scoffed when the woman separated from him, "Whuf. Sorry. I don't usually stay with a chick that long. Definitely not eternity. And uh my sister already has a man so your shit outta luck both ways sweetheart."
An arrow pierced the male vampires back making him drop Angel. She gasped in air before quickly kicking out so they were separated by more than a few feet. A second later the same happened to the woman.
She looked down at the point sticking out of her chest, "Dammit." John and Sam quickly emerged from the trees carrying crossbows, "It barely even stings."
John smiled, "Give it time sweetheart. That arrow's soaked in dead man's blood. It's like poison to you isn't it?" She looked shocked before she stumbled and lost consciousness, Dean catching her, "Load her up." He gestured to the male vamp as he readied his machete, "I'll take care of this one."
John approached the other vampire who was sitting groggily on the ground. Raising his machete, he brought it down and instantly decapitated him.
