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Dean slept uneasily that night, knowing that there was a newborn vampire 3 feet away from him, so when he felt something push against his shoulder, he reacted immediately, yanking the machete out from under his pillow and rolling over to face Nicole.

She immediately sprang back from him and stifled a scream.

"Shit," Dean cursed, "sorry, sorry." He hastily shoved the machete back out of sight and rubbed his eyes. "What's going on?" he asked, his voice still thick with sleep.

Nicole was sitting up by the headboard, her knees tucked up to her body. She looked as if she was trying to make herself as small as possible.

"Dean, please," she looked at him with wide eyes. "I'm really hungry. I don't know what to do."

Dean immediately sat up. "Alright, let's go find you something safe to eat."

"Thank you!" Nicole replied as Dean handed her a hoodie.

"You're just going to have to deal with the boxers though. Let me leave a note for Sammie. Go wait by the car."

When Dean emerged from the room and unlocked the impala, Nicole eyed the machete handle sticking out from his jacket.

"I'm glad you trust me so much," She remarked dryly. "I sure hope you don't almost chop my head off again the next time I surprise you."

Dean eyed her over the hood of the Impala. "Sweetheart, you do not have as much experience with vampires as we do. If you did, you'd carry a machete too."

Nicole scowled at him, but only said, "Don't call me sweetheart."

Dean glanced over at Nicole in the passenger seat. She was staring pointedly out of the window, but he could tell from the way her hands were clenched tight and how tense her body was that she was extremely uncomfortable.

"You okay?" He asked gruffly, already knowing the answer.

"Fine," She bite out.

"You don't look fine," Dean pointed out.

Nicole finally turned to face him and he could see that her jaw was clenched tight. "Alright you caught me. I'm not fine. I'm fucking hungry and trying really hard not to go fang mouth on you, so could you please hurry it up to wherever the heck we are going?"

"You cuss a lot," was all Dean replied, but he pushed his foot harder on the gas pedal and sped them towards the closest butchers shop.

At last, Nicole cracked a smile and some of the tension left her body. "Like a sailor," she said proudly, "Your point?"

"No point at all!" Dean looked at her sideways and gave her a wink before returning his eyes to the road, "But I do kinda like it."

They parked behind that local butcher that Dean had looked up on his phone and he told, well more like ordered, Nicole to stay in the car before grabbing a crow bar and heading for the back door. Nicole watched as he pried off the lock and pushed the door open. As she waited for Dean to return, she finally paused to marvel at all the new things her senses were picking up. She could hear the engine of the car cooling and Dean obviously rummaging around inside the building. Thankfully she could still hear her own heart beat and she was glad that being undead was one vampire myth that was false. Nicole also wondered at how bright everything looked even though it was the middle of the night. The one street lamp in the parking lot was in no way bright enough to light up the area, but Nicole could see nearly everything in all directions around her. Being a vampire did have its perks. If she could take her practical exams later this week with these heightened senses, she'd ace them.

Finally Dean emerged from the building carrying some bottles. He jogged over the car and as soon as he opened his door, the smell of blood hit Nicole like a truck. Her stomach ached and her fingers dug into the leather of her seat.

"Here," Dean said, holding a plastic bottle in her direction, "Drink up!"

Nicole tried to keep calm and in control, but it was no use. She snatched the bottle out of Dean's hard faster than she thought was possible and tore the cap off. Chugging the bottle of warm blood faster than she knew she had ever chugged a beer during undergrad, she tossed the empty bottle to the side and grabbed the second one that Dean was already holding out for her. After downing half of that bottle Nicole finally stopped to take a breath and felt her fangs retract.

Dean chuckled, "Man you weren't kidding about being hungry."

Nicole shot him a grimace. "I almost don't want to ask… but what did I just drink?"

"I'd guess it's probably pig blood or cow blood. Sorry we couldn't go gourmet on the first date, sweetheart."

"Don't call me that," Nicole shot at him for what felt like the hundredth time, "I'm too busy being disgusted by the fact that I just drank some animals blood and it was delicious."

"You only think that because you haven't had human blood. I have it on good authority that animal blood is disgusting to vampires," Dean told her, starting the car and pulling back onto the main road.

"Well I don't plan on ever finding out otherwise," Nicole looked over at him, her green eyes blazing.

"Good." Dean looked at her out of the corner of his eye, "but, as strange as this may seem, watching you suck down a bottle and a half of blood has kind of made me hungry, want to go for burgers?" He asked.

"If by go for burgers, you actually mean, I finish this second bottle of mystery animal blood and sit with you while you eat a burger, than sure. I want to pick your brain about some things anyways." Nicole grinned at him, ignoring the fact that she was still wearing a hoodie and a pair of Dean's shorts.

"Drive on, Dean-o."

Dean scowled at her. "Don't call me that. My name is Dean. Dean-o sounds like a hillbilly who should be sitting on his porch chewing on a blade of grass and spitting tobacco."

"Then stop calling me sweetheart," Nicole shot back with a smile.

Once Dean was happily chowing down a hamburger than could probably give him a heart attack, and Nicole was nursing a beer at a dive bar on the outskirts of down (Dean still wanted to keep her away from the poor unsuspecting population), Dean paused between bites of his burger and opened himself up for questions.

"Which stories are true?" Nicole asked, leaning across the table, "Super strength?"

"Partially true," Dean cocked his head to the side, "Vampires are definitely faster and stronger than humans, but since you going to be on the animal blood diet, I suspect that you'll be weaker than most vampires."

"What about sunlight?" Nicole asked, sudden panic crossing her face, "Shit, am I ever going to be able to go outside in the day again?"

"Don't worry, Nicki, that one's false." Nicole grimaced at the nickname, but let him continue. "The worst the sun will do to you is some slight discomfort. You'll probably need to dress like the unibomber from now on, but you'll be fine."

"Thank God… where ever he might be." She added as an afterthought, thinking about to what Castiel told her. "How about immortality?"

"That one is basically true, unless you get decapitated or staked through the heart."

"That's kinda nice I guess," she mused, "how about garlic and holy water?"

"False and false," Dean chuckled, "As well as crucifixes".

"And… god I feel so stupid asking his, but um, can I turn into a bat?" Nicole felt her cheeks flush pink as Dean roared with laughter.

"Sweetheart, if you figure out how to turn into a bat please let me know because that'd be kind of useful." Dean continued to chuckle as he popped the last few bites of his burger into his mouth.

"How many times am I going to have to tell you not to call me sweetheart?" Nicole scowled into her beer.

"Apparently more than this," Dean winked at her and threw some bills down onto the table. "Come on," he said, holding out his hand for her, "Let's go get some more sleep."

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