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Dean froze, eyeing the crying girl, no… vampire, on the ground. He'd never in all his years of hunting, seen a vampire so distraught about their turning. They were normally too busy going on a killing rampage to notice what they had become, and by that time the blood and killing were just a part of them. Nicole, on the other hand, was sobbing on their motel room floor instead of trying to rip their heads off, and that broke Dean's heart. She didn't deserve this.
He bent down next to her and put his arms around her, ignoring the fact that she was still in just a towel. He stroked her hair, which smelled like Sam's girly shampoo, and held her as her shoulders shook.
"My life is over," She choked out in between sobs.
Dean couldn't reassure her that she'd be able to go back to her old life, whatever it was, but he decided right then, with Nicole crying into his soldier that he wouldn't let this girl be robbed of her normal life like he and Sam were. He knew what it felt like to lose things, like when he watched Sam get stabbed in the back, and he didn't want this girl, who was for some unknown reason, a surprisingly human vampire, to have to go through that too.
"Hey, listen to me," Dean grabbed her face between his hands and forced her to look at him, "We'll find a way to change you back."
Nicole's tears slowed, "you promise?" she whispered.
"If it's the last thing I do," Dean said with a sad smile. Nicole buried her face in his shoulder once more and Dean turned to see his brother standing in the doorway watching them. Sam shook his head sadly at them and Dean mouthed to him, "Call Castiel".
A few moments later, Dean left Nicole to get dressed and rejoined Sam in the living room. Castiel was standing by the door of the motel room.
"Thanks for coming, Cas," Dean nodded to him as he went to seat himself on his bed.
"Sam said you needed my help."
Dean sighed, "well, not us per say, but there's someone that we're trying to help."
Just as Dean finished explaining their situation with Nicole to Castiel, the bathroom door opened and she walked out, Dean's shirt swallowing her. With her hair wet and eyes red, Dean couldn't help but think that she looked somewhat child-like and helpless wearing his oversized clothes.
"This is the vampire?" Castiel asked, nodding in Nicole's direction.
She frowned at him. "My name's Nicole. Who are you?"
His face softened. "I'm Castiel and I am an angel of the lord."
Nicole's eyebrows shot up and she looked questioningly at Dean, who nodded. Until a few hours ago, she hadn't known that vampires were real, and look at her now, but an Angel? She wasn't sure she bought that one.
"I am sorry that this happened to you," Castiel said, walking towards her. "There are some things that even angels do not have the power to cure, and vampirism is one of them."
Cas stood right in front of her and saw her face fall in panic.
"There is still a cure," he said, "you must do it on your own, though."
"How?" both of the brothers asked in unison.
"Normally, it requires the blood of the vampire who turned you, but as you said you have killed him. You need to follow his bloodline back and use the blood of one of his sires, but I suggest the easier and fastest way to ensure you have a vampire whose blood will work for the cure, that you go straight for the Alpha vampire."
"Wait hold on," Dean said, raising from the bed, "Alpha vampire? Like the Original? Papa of all vampires?"
"Exactly." Cas confirmed, "but he is very hard to find and extremely powerful."
"Well it can't ever be easy, can it?" Dean asked sarcastically.
"I don't care!" Nicole said, her eyes flashing, "I'm doing it!"
Cas regarded her levelly. "You are quite different from any other vampire that I've encountered."
"Yeah, we noticed that," Dean agreed, "do you have any ideas about that? Nicole thinks it's because she's used to the smell of blood… which is kinda weird now that I think about it." He turned to face the girl in the doorway. "So why are you around blood so often? Butcher? Serial killer?" He guessed.
Nicole rolled her still slightly blood shot, green eyes at him. "Med student, idiot…"
Sam chuckled at her response.
Castiel stepped in front of her and raised his hand. "May I?" he asked, gesturing towards her face.
"Um… I guess?" Nicole said, regarding his hand warily.
Castiel placed a hand on her temple, his eyes closed in concentration, and the room fell silent in anticipation. After a few moments, he removed his hand and stepped back from her.
"Well, you certainly have interesting possible timelines," Cas stated. His eyes flicked over to Dean for a moment before finding Nicole again. "I wish I could tell you which path you will follow, but it is impossible to tell. Now, as for why you can control your hunger better than other newborn vampires, I can sense that you have exceptionally strong will-power, but other than that, your guess is as good as mine."
Nicole laughed at that. "You expect me to believe you just read my mind through touching me? Please… you don't become a med student unless you have will power and determination. Nice guess though."
She turned to Sam and Dean, "You're joking with this whole Angel of the Lord thing right?"
"Um, no," Sam chuckled, "We're very serious."
Nicole scoffed. "I don't believe that for a second."
"Why not?" Castiel asked, cocking his head to the side.
"You're kidding right?" She exclaimed and Castiel just looked at her blankly. "Well for starters, why do bad things happen to good people? To people who have done nothing to deserve it?"
"God works…" Castiel began but Nicole cut him off.
"If you say in mysterious ways… I swear I will find out how strong vampires can be by punching you in your stupid angel face."
From the other side of the room, Sam stifled a laugh and everyone turned to look at him.
"What?" Nicole snapped.
"It's nothing, sorry," Sam grinned broadly, "you just sound exactly like Dean when we first met Cas."
"Hilarious," she retorted before turning back towards Castiel.
His face had softened when he regarded Nicole again. "You sound like you are speaking from experience," he stated.
Nicole's mouth dropped open in shock and then hardened into a thin line. "You know what? Yeah I am. So answer me this, angel. What did two little girls and their mother do to deserve being beat to shit by their asshole father? What did an amazing mother do to deserve cancer while she worked two jobs to support her kids? And what the fuck did I do to deserve getting turned into a vampire? Huh? Where the hell is your God? Is he too weak to do anything about these things? Or is he just as asshole and doesn't care?"
Nicole was breathing heavy and looked to be on the verge of tears again when she finished. "I was going to be a doctor and spend the rest of my life saving people. How do I deserve this?"
"I am truly sorry that this happened to you, Nicole. And I promise to do all that I can to help you find the blood to cure yourself, but in regards to your other questions… we don't know where God is. He disappeared from heaven some time ago and the Angels have been warring ever since." Castiel looked genuinely distraught at the truth he just shared with Nicole, and she sighed, regretting how harsh she had just been, taking her anger out on him.
"Well… I guess that explains a lot."
"There is something else you need to know," Castiel looked urgently at her. "In order for this cure to work, you must have never fed on human blood. No matter how strong your blood lust becomes, you must never give in. Only a vampire pure of human blood can be turned back again."
"I don't think that will be a problem," Nicole replied, looking slightly sick at the thought of drinking human blood, "but, then what can I eat? Or is drink the proper term?" She asked looking around the room.
Dean was the one that answered her. "It's gonna be an all liquid diet from here on, sweetheart. Animal blood and whatever human drinks you want, but solid food will make you sick."
Nicole sighed. "Wonderful… but hey, at least I can still have booze." She fixed Dean with a hard glare, "And don't call me sweetheart."
Dean held his hands up in surrender and Sam chuckled.
"Alright, Alright. No pet names, got it!" Dean laughed, "But hey, Cas, how about you start on tracking down that Alpha for us and keep us posted on what you find? All of us need to get some sleep and make a game plan in the morning." Cas nodded and immediately disappeared from their hotel room.
"Wait," Nicole folded her arms over her chest, and ignoring the fact that a man just vanished into thin air in front of her, "Aren't you going to take me home?"
Dean barked out a laugh and Sam looked apologetically at her. "You may be well behaved, but you're still a newborn vampire. I'm sorry, but you're gonna have to stay with us until we can trust you not to feed."
Running her hands over her face in frustration, Nicole sighed. "Okay. Fine. But I'm sharing a bed with you," she pointed at Dean, "He's a giant and I am not sleeping on the floor so you better scoot over."
Dean stared at her in shock. "You think you can just take over my bed like that?"
"Basically," Nicole said, already climbing under Dean's blankets, "Better do what I say or I might suck your blood."
Sam and Dean both roared with laughter as they joined her in their respective beds. "Yeah okay. Good night Count Dracula and stay on your side of the bed." Dean joked into the darkness.
The last thing either of them hear before drifting off the sleep was Nicole whispering. "It's weird… I always though vampires weren't supposed to sleep," before she dozed off as matter how much Nicole didn't act like a regular vampire, Dean still slept with his hand wrapped around a machete under his pillow.
AN: I have about 3 more chapters written, should I continue to post? Am I getting Sam and Dean in character alright? It's so hard to tell when it's my own writing.