Sorry it's been so long since I updated with a new chapter work and real life take up a lot of time. Thank you to everyone who does read and review and follow/favorite this story! You're all awesome. This chapter is really starting to get into Dead Man's Blood. Hope you enjoy!

As I walk into the cabin its dark and everything is a mess, there's salt on the floor (though that wouldn't do much good against vampires, Elkins should have known that), it definitely looks like there was a struggle in here. Walking through the cabin with my flashlight I look around for any sign of the colt hoping its still here somewhere. As I start looking around one of the back rooms I hear noise at the front door so i quickly turn my flashlight off and step behind the door out of sight and listen.

The door creaks open, two sets of footsteps enter, and its still quiet as I strain to listen until, "Looks like the maid didn't come today."

"Hey there's salt over here, right inside the door."

"You mean like protection against demon salt or uh oops i spilled the popcorn salt?"

"It's clearly a ring."

"You think this guy Elkins was a player?"

"Definitely."

Listening to this conversation I'm starting to think this must be some amateur hunters, not the vampires. I hear rustling sounds like pages being flipped through and more whispered talking, "That looks a hell of a lot like dad's."

"Yea except this dates back to the sixties." Then more footsteps and as they get closer I switch out the flashlight in my hand for the gun at my back ready to spring into action, better to have the upper hand to get answers.

As the two guys enter the room completely unsuspecting I slam the door shut behind them and push one against the wall with my machete to his throat and aim my gun at the other. They are both taken by surprise. As the one I'm aiming the gun at turns around and his flashlight illuminates the face of the one I have by the throat I'm the one taken by surprise.

"Dean?" I ask shocked to see him here and moving my blade away from his throat just a little; gun still aimed at the other guy who has is arms up in surrender now.

"Lexi?" It would seem he is just as shocked to see me.

"What the hell are you doing here Dean? And who the hell is this?" I say with a hard stare and a nod of my head toward the guy I am still aiming my gun at, who decides to speak.

"You two know each other?"

"Oh uh, yeah Sammy, Lexi and I go way back. Its been a while though." Dean says cautiously.

"Sammy? Your brother?" I question with a raised eyebrow though still with a hard expression and glancing over to give "Sammy" a once over.

"Yeah Lex, you mind, uh, standing down here, we are all on the same team right?" Dean says still cautious with a nervous laugh.

I continue the hard stare for another beat just to mess with him.

"Oh yeah, sorry, you can never be too careful, and you know I don't trust easily." I respond with a smirk and a wink as I lower my weapons and trade my gun for my flashlight once more.

"Wow Dean Winchester. It is good to see you" I say with a fond smile that fades quickly, "but seriously though, what the hell are you guys doing here?"

His smile slips too, "Same as you I guess, working the case. Read about it in the paper and realized this guy Elkins must have known our dad since his name is in our dad's journal, and since we are trying to find our dad we decided to check this out."

"Okay, look I can appreciate that but this case is kinda personal and important for me and I won't let anyone, not even you two amateurs get in my way or slow me down, so maybe you should leave this one to me." "No offense", I add as an afterthought feeling like that might have been a little harsh.

"Excuse me!" Dean exclaims outraged, eyebrows at his hairline. "Well, I do take offense, we are not amateurs we have been hunting on our own for a while now, and if this is personal for you, okay fine, take the lead, but we can help each other it doesn't have to be either or."

"Yeah, look I don't even know you but if this case somehow can give us any leads on finding our dad we're not backing down." Sam joins in.

I roll my eyes as Dean starts but then try to smooth things over when they are done speaking.

I sigh, "I'm sorry that was a little harsh, it's just that you haven't been hunting on your own without your dear old dad, (who you know I'm not a big fan of), as long as I have, and you did let me get the drop on you just now, and you probably have no idea what you are actually walking into with this case, am i right?"

Dean opens his mouth to speak then shuts it again before he is able to actually articulate what he is thinking. "Alright, you have a point you have been at this longer and you are pretty damn good at it, and we should have been more aware of our surroundings, but what do you mean we have no idea what we're walking into?"

"I mean do you know what killed Elkins?" I ask with an expectant look before i start moving around the room again looking for the colt or any clues Elkins might have left.

The boys start looking around too as Dean answers, "No not exactly but whatever it was there was more than one, and it seems like he put up one hell of a fight judging by the looks of this room especially. Why you know what did it?"

"Yeah, I do. Vampires." I disclose as I kneel down by an empty gun box. "Damn it" I mutter.

"I'm sorry come again?" "Did you just say vampires?" They both stop and question at the same time.

"Yeah that's what I said" I reply distracted as we all continue looking around.

"Hey I think I found something" Dean calls out. "some kind of scratches in the floor."

"Some kind of death note maybe?" Sam asks as he and I walk over to Dean.

"I don't know" Dean says as he grabs a pieces of paper and a pencil to get an etching of the scratches in the floor. He finishes the etching and hands the paper to me asking, "Look familiar?"

Sam looks over my shoulder at the three letters and six digits that were scratched into the floor and says, "It's the location and combination of a post office box, it's a mail drop."

"It's just the way dad does it" Dean responds.

I look up at them a little impressed "Good job boys, looks like maybe you do know a thing or two." "And I know exactly where that box is its one Elkins and I have been using as a mail drop for a long time."

I bend down to pick up the empty Colt case hoping maybe Elkins just hid it somewhere else and the vampires don't have it, "Lets of check out that mail drop."

"So we are in this hunt together?" Dean questions with a knowing smirk.

I roll my eyes, "Yeah I guess. C'mon lets go." As we are leaving the house Sam asks, "So vampires are real huh? Dad never mentioned them, I've never heard anything about them." Dean joins in, "Yeah I thought vampires were one of the make believe monsters. How do you know about them?"

I respond before getting into my car, "They are real alright. Back in his prime hunting vampires was Elkins' specialty, him and some others hunted them to near extinction, so they kinda had it out for him." "As for how I knew about them, well, Elkins is the hunter who saved my life from one when i was a kid, and then took me in and taught me to hunt."

Dean looks at me a little surprised, "You never told me that."

I laugh a little, "Yeah well I don't tell you everything Winchester." "Meet you guys at the post office."