A/N: The hunters are going to meet, not in the best circumstances, but some interesting facts are going to come out. Thank you for reading my story and for any guests who left reviews, thank you. I do like to know your thoughts, reviews would be great. NC
Chapter 3
The town Dominick rolled into didn't seem much different from any of the others he had been in since being in the states. Plainview, Texas was a small town located in the upper leg of Texas between Amarillo and Lubbock. He drove slowly through it checking out where the local law enforcement office and the hospital were and searched for hangouts before deciding to get a motel room so he could continue on foot. He wanted to see the bodies and was going to call a cousin to hack the police data base for the reports on the killings. He knew going in person to the local police would be a bad idea since he couldn't pass himself off as FBI or other law enforcement agency.
After paying for a room, Dominick moved his car in front of it, and got out grabbing his bag from the back before going to the door and letting himself in. He paused in the entrance to check the room out before going on in and sitting his bag in a chair. He pulled his cell out to make a call, listening to it ring until it was picked up.
"Yo, lay it on me," a male voice greeted him.
"Sergio, Cum ești vărul? A trecut prea mult timp," Dominick said warmly as he pictured his distant cousin.
Translation (How are you cousin? It's been too long.)
"Dominick, omul meu ... Cum ai fost?" Sergio replied.
Translation (my man...How have you been?)
"Not bad."
"I heard through the grapevine that you were here. What can I do for you Cuz?"
"I need your magic fingers Serg."
"So, you working or is this something else?"
"Working a case, I need to get some murder reports from the locals."
"Lay it on me bro."
"I'm in Plainview, Texas and there's been a rash of unsolved murders that have the locals stumped," he told him.
"Text me your email and I'll send you the reports," Serg said with confidence.
"Be sure you cover your tracks."
"Please!...You do know who you're talking to," he scoffed as if offended.
"Thanks for this; I'll get that text right to you."
"Later Cuz. La revedere, te uiți la spate."
Translation (Good-bye, watch your back)
"Întotdeauna vărul," Dominick said before hanging up.
Translation (Always cousin.)
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The morgue was cold, sterile, and uninviting as Dominick strolled into the autopsy room and looked around. The smell was one that was hard to forget and it seemed to cling to you and seep into your clothes.
"Can I help you?" a morgue tech asked.
"I would like to see the bodies of the latest murder victims," he said.
"I'm sorry, you shouldn't even..." he started before Dominick interrupted him.
"You want to show me the bodies," Dominick told him in a slightly different tone.
After a moment the tech replied, "Why don't I show you the bodies."
"Thank you," he smirked following him to the drawers and waited as he pulled several of the metal trays out and stood back.
"Why don't you make me a copy of the autopsy reports too?" he suggested.
"I can do that," he nodded anxious to do his bidding as he hurried away.
Dominick pulled the sheet down and looked at a young male five or six years older than himself and studied his body. It was paler than most dead bodies and turned his head to see the slash across his throat, but upon closer inspection, he could see the bite marks on the neck. If you didn't know what to look for it would have been missed. His first thoughts were right, it looked like a vampire had taken up residence in this town and was boldly killing the townspeople. Usually vampires hid their kills so they couldn't be tracked, but in this case that was not true.
"Here you go, is there anything else that you need?" the tech asked wanting to please him.
"This is fine, you will forget I was ever here," he told him after checking the other bodies and seeing the same.
"You were never here," the tech repeated turning away as Dominick left the morgue. He shook his head and looked around wondering why one of the drawers was open and closed it. Something in the back of his mind flickered an image, but it was gone before he could grasp it. Thinking it was nothing, he went about his business.
Dominick sat in his car as he read over the autopsy reports not finding anything interesting and decided to head back to his motel room to see if he had an email waiting on him. He was hoping to gather some useable information from it. He cranked his car and pulled out to head that way. He decided to make a stop at a local diner that seemed popular to get something to eat, and to see if anyone was talking about the murders. He signaled and turned into the parking lot to find a place to park before heading for the front entrance.
After looking around once he entered, Dominick headed for a small table toward the middle of the room that would let him hear the others around him talking. He ordered a drink and looked at the menu as he trained his hearing to pick up conversations around him. He heard mummers about the killings and got a sense of the uneasiness and fear in the air. Dominick ordered when the waitress came back and sipped on his drink while waiting for his food. He thought about what he knew so far and started forming a profile in his mind. His food came and he ate, not wasting any time since he wanted to get back to check his email. The waitress brought the check and he paid including a tip and left.
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The Winchester brothers rolled into town and found the local police station first. The eldest parked his Impala in a visitor's parking space so they could go inside to talk to the locals about the strange murders that had happened over the past several weeks. They headed into the station to question whoever was in charge in hopes it would help them determine what was killing the townspeople.
"May I help you?" a female officer asked them as they stopped at the front desk.
"FBI, we'd like to talk to someone about the recent murders you've had in the area," Dean told her as they pulled their fake badges out to show her.
"If you'll have a seat, I'll get the captain," she told them after giving them a once over.
"Over here," Sam mumbled nodding to chairs sitting in front of the desk. He dropped into one of the chairs as Dean did the same. "You okay?" he asked when he saw how tense Dean seemed.
"I'm fine," he replied trying to keep the irritation from his voice.
Before Sam could give him anything but a bitch face, a man dressed in a uniform approached them.
"I'm Captain Rush, may I help you?" he asked as they stood.
"FBI, Agent Nash and Young," Dean told him. "We're here about the strange deaths you've had in your town."
"I don't remember calling in the FBI," he said leading them to an office and motioning for them to sit.
"Couldn't tell you, we just go where we're told. What can you tell us about the deaths?"
"The bodies were found in different places around town. The only injuries we found on the body were puncture wounds that were almost hidden by their throats being cut. But that wasn't the weird part."
"They were drained of blood," Sam stated before he could continue.
"How did you know that?"
"We've seen it before."
"Did you catch the person doing the killings?"
"Yes, but it might be a copy cat. We'd like to see the bodies," Dean told him.
"And could we get a copy of your reports on the deaths?" Sam added.
"Of course, the bodies are at the morgue at the hospital."
"Thank you for your help," Dean said standing and shaking his hand.
"I'll have someone make copies of the reports."
"You can put it on a flash drive if you like, might save some time and paper," Sam suggested hoping that would be quicker.
"Sure, if you'll wait out front it shouldn't take a moment."
They moved to the other side of the desk and took a seat again waiting for the information to be copied. It didn't take but ten minutes and the front desk officer came back with a flash drive. They thanked her and headed out to the hospital to check the bodies.
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"You must be the FBI guys the Captain called about," the medical examiner said when they walked in.
"Yes, we're here to see the bodies of the murder victims," Dean said.
"If you'll step this way," he replied.
"Could we also get a copy of the autopsy reports?" Sam asked.
"Of course; Hopson, make copies," he told the autopsy tech who was lounging at a desk.
Sam watched him step away and then pause with a confused look on his face, like he wasn't sure what to do.
"Is something wrong?" Sam asked him when he saw his reaction.
"No, I don't think so, it's just seems I've already done this today," he said shaking his head as if to clear it before stepping to a filing cabinet to get the reports.
"Agent," Dean called to him when he didn't follow.
"Coming," Sam replied dismissing the tech and moving to stand by the drawer that was pulled out. He looked down at the body as Dean pulled the sheet down.
"These are the other two," the examiner said pulling out two more drawers.
"Thanks, we'll let you know when we're done," Dean dismissed him, wanting to check the bodies alone.
"Very well," he replied heading back to the other side of the room.
"Do you see what I do?" Dean asked Sam as he examined the slashed throat.
Sam leaned in closer and squinted slightly, then his eyes widened when he saw it too. He grabbed a pair of gloves to put on and carefully pinched the skin together to get a better look at the two small wounds. He went to the other two bodies and checked to find the same thing. He snapped a couple of pictures of each wound before stripping off the gloves.
"Vamp," Dean whispered low enough no one else would hear.
"This is pretty careless if you ask me," he mumbled.
"We've gotten everything we can from here; let's head back to the motel."
"Here are the reports," the tech said holding out an envelope for Sam.
"Thanks."
"I could have sworn I did this earlier," he mumbled to himself as he walked away from them rubbing his head still talking to himself.
"What was that about?" Dean asked watching the guy shuffle away.
"No idea," Sam replied not knowing what to make of it either.
They headed back to the Impala and Dean drove them back to the motel. He stopped at a diner for takeout so they wouldn't have to go back out and could concentrate on the reports. They wanted to see if there was anything to link the victims that might give them a clue where the vampire might have picked them up. Dean was betting it was a female since all the victims were male, young and good looking.
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The email was waiting on Dominick when he got back to the motel and he pulled up the reports to skim through them once and then read them slower as he started looking for anything they had in common. He saw it on the second read, the name of a nightclub, Whiskey River, which two out of the three had visited on the night they disappeared. It was worth checking out and decided to grab a nap before finding the club later that evening. If he was right, the vamp would wait until the club was full where she'd have her choice of victims. He was sure it was a female vampire that was doing the killings. Dominick stretched out on top of the covers and set his internal clock before willing his mind to shut down to rest. He needed to be at the top of his game tonight if he was going to find and kill the vampire before she struck again.
Dominick's eyes opened within minutes of when he wanted to get up. He never had a problem getting up by his internal clock and rolled from the bed to shower and change clothes. The shower woke him the rest of the way and he quickly finished and towel dried his body before doing his hair. He ran his fingers through it and smoothed it out before wiping the mirror to gaze at his reflection for a moment deciding shaving could wait a few more days. He strolled into the other room and pulled clothes from his duffel. He dressed in all black and added a black leather jacket to complete his outfit. He pulled weapons from another bag and hid them in various places in his clothes. He checked his Taurus to be sure it was loaded with his special bullets and then slipped it into the small of his back. He adjusted his jacket and snagged his car keys to head out to the night club.
It was after nine pm when he found the night club and found a parking space a block away. He walked down to the club and made his way inside. Dominick paused long enough to scan the crowd and see if the vampire was here yet, but didn't sense it. All the ones in the club were human for now. He went to the bar for a beer and made his way to a table along the wall and took a seat to watch the other patrons around him as he sipped his beer. None seemed to pay him much attention as he sat in the shadows letting people move around him.
He looked on with interest as two guys around his age stepped into the room thirty minutes later looking around. He knew without a doubt they were hunters and watched as they spoke quietly to each other and then split up. One went to the bar and the other took a table across the room. He watched them closely and saw the silent communication between them. He could feel the strength and power of the older one, but there was something else there too that he couldn't quit see. Dominick studied the younger looking one and felt something about him, almost like a connection of some kind. The pull wasn't strong but it was there and wondered what it meant. He had not had this happen before and questioned the sensation.
It was after eleven when the vampire showed up, dressed to the hilt and ready to party. She was slightly shorter than he was at six foot one inch with long auburn hair and a sexy body that she was shown off in a slinky red dress and black heels. Her lips were pained blood red and she had an arrogant, haughty look on her face. He watched her survey the room looking for her prey. He wasn't surprised when her sights landed on the one sitting at the bar and made her way over to him.
Dominick smirked when he saw the guy act more drunk than he was, and motioned to the bartender for drinks for them. They cuddled together laughing and drinking for about thirty minutes before the guy threw some money on the bar and stood to leave with the vampire. He was sure the guy was luring her outside to take her out and watched as the tall, younger one got up to follow. He gave them a couple of minutes and got up to follow the three outside. It didn't hurt to have extra backup when you weren't sure how many vampires you were dealing with. He would watch and see what happened before revealing himself to the hunters, if he did. Dominick had a feeling these two were the hunters he had heard about, the Winchester brothers. He knew they were brothers at least, that much was visible and he hadn't heard of any others that hunted with their brother. This might be an interesting night after all.
