AN: Chapter 7 you guys :] Enjoy it. Do I have any readers in the UK? I'm about to move there in like a month, any tips or suggestions on what I should do/ where I should rent an apartment when I get there? Cheers!

"Al…" Nicole stepped away from Dean to reach out for her best friend. "You should sit down."

Allison took on seat on the closest chair to her and looked at the three of them. "You better tell me what's going on right now, Nikki."

"I will, Allie, I will," She looked at Sam and Dean desperately. "This is your job, haven't you guys done this before? Help me out!"

Sam sighed and ran a hand over his face. "I got it, I'll explain."

"First things first," Sam started, "all the myths, legends, and scary stories you were told as a kid, well, they're all true. And my brother and I hunt them all. Which is kind of how we crossed paths with Nicole. We were hunting a vampire that attacked her on Sunday."

Allison's blue eyes were wide as she stared at Nicole for confirmation. Allison was as pale as Nicole was tanned, but Nicole couldn't help but think that Allison looked a little paler than usual.

"It's true, Allie. I don't have my bite mark anymore because it healed when I turned, but Sam still has his. Show her Sam."

Sam pulled the collar of his shirt aside and showed Allison the already heeling bite he had at the base of his neck from when they first encountered the vampire that turned Nicole.

"All that proves is that some crazy person bit you," Allison remarked, "Vampires and ghosts and crap cannot be real right?" She looked desperately at Nicole, "We've studied science for the past 6 years and there isn't any evidence to support any of this. You don't seriously believe these guys, do you Nicole?"

"I kind of have to," Nicole sighed, "trust me I was skeptical at first, but when we figured out that I now have a set of fangs hiding in my mouth and they summoned an Angel out of thin air right in front of me, I basically didn't have a choice." Turning to Dean she asked, "Can you do that thing again, with the blood so I can show her my fangs?"

"I guess so. Sammy hold her back just in case, will you?" Dean pulled him pocket knife out of his jeans and flipped it open, causing Allison to bite back a scream.

"Hey, it's okay," Same told her, "Just watch." He got up and made his way over to Nicole, wrapping his arms around her, "Sorry about this."

"It's fine," she replied, "just get it over with, Dean."

Glancing at Allison, Dean dragged the knife across his palm, opening up a fresh cut in his skin. Once the blood had begun to flow, he held his hand up to Nicole's face. Nicole felt her fangs descend and bared them at Dean. She hissed at him, half of her wanting to bite down on his hand and drain him dry, the other half terrified to even get close to him.

Shaking her head, she pushed herself back father into Sam's arms, trying to get as far away from Dean as possible.

"Alright, alright," Sam said, calming her as he turned her away from Dean. "Go clean that up!" he shouted to Dean over his shoulder. "You're okay," he whispered to Nicole, whose fangs had now retracted.

"I'm good," she told him, managing a small smile, "But Dean, don't you come back over here until that is completely covered."

"Trust me, I won't, sweetheart," Dean's voice called back from the kitchen.

"Don't call me that!"

"Oh my god, Nicole!" Allison seemed to have finally found her voice and was looking at her best friend, terrified.

"It's okay, Allie, I don't have to drink human blood, and Sam and Dean are helping track down the guy who can change me back. Hopefully I'll be back to normal before next semester."

Allison looked between her and Sam, struggling to come to terms with that she just saw. "Can I, um, see your mouth?" She asked timidly.

"Yeah, I guess." Nicole glanced at Sam who shrugged. Taking that as a confirmation, Nicole knelt next to her best friend and opened her mouth.

"Holy crap," Allison murmured, "There's a whole row of openings above and below your permanent teeth for the second set to retract. Jesus, Nicole. You are actually a vampire."

"I'm still me though, you see that don't you Allie? I'm not a monster. I'm still your best friend."

Sam and Dean, who had rejoined them after bandaging his hand, both help their breath. They knew that being rejected by her best friend would destroy Nicole, and hoped that Allison could see past the fangs.

Allison gave Nicole a watery smile. "Everything I believe has just been turned on its head, but I know what you'll always be my Nikki, fangs or no fangs."

Nicole broke out into a huge grin and wrapped her arms around Allison. "I love you, Allie… wait you do know you can't tell anyone right?" She asked, pulling back to stare her roommate in the eye.

"I'm not an idiot, Nicole," Allison replied rolling her eyes.

"Well," Nicole turned to face Sam and Dean, "I don't know about you guys, but I have had quite enough emotion for the day. Does anyone else need a drink as much as I do?"

"You are my kind of lady!" Dean grinned at her rubbing his hands together.

Allison and Nicole decided to make a night of it, since presumably this would be the last time they could hang out for the foreseeable future. After giving Sam and Dean a six pack and the TV remote, Allie and Nicole locked themselves in Nicole's bedroom and blasted their music. An hour later, Nicole had forced Allison into one of her little black dresses and brushed some smoky eye make-up on her, while Nicole opted for a green open backed dress that matched her eyes. She had brushed her hair out so that it hung down her back, and considered putting on heels, but decided against them. If anyone ever asked her about it, she would deny that the decision had anything to do with being taller than Dean in her heels. It was a struggle being 5'9" in bare feet, especially when her best friend was an adorable pocket sized red head.

"Alright," Nicole called to the boys as she and Allison reemerged from her bed room, "Let's get this show on the road!"

Sam and Dean immediately jumped up and took in the girls' appearance. Sam was the first to speak.

"Wow, you guys look great."

"Thanks," Allison, who was wearing heels and still only came up to Nicole's chin, replied back.

Sam, offering his arm to Allison, guided her to the door.

Nicole and Dean had yet to move from their spots. Dean, unlike his brother, said nothing as he looked at them, but for Nicole the look on his face was enough. "Come on, Dean-o, let's go get drunk," she grinned broadly at him and motioned him towards their front door. They'd decided to go to the bar that Nicole had been working weekends at all year, considering she needed to give them an explanation and quit her job there anyways, Nicole figured she might as well kill two birds with one stone.

When they arrived and managed to snag a table for 4 near the bar, Nicole draped her leather jacket over the back of her chair and whisked off to talk to her manager. She rejoined the group, bringing with her a round of drinks for the table.

"Well, Joe says that he's sorry my mom is sick again and that I have to leave to go home and be with her," she said, passing everyone their drink, "but he also said that we're all drinking on the house in honor of my last night!"

She grinned at the group, "Well this week, I was attacked by a vampire, held hostage by two brothers, found out I was now a vampire, lied to everyone I know in order to drop out of school, and had to start surviving on dead animal blood… So I think I need to get a little drunk."

Allison and the brothers whooped and cheered in encouragement, and Nicole immediately downed the shot of tequila that she had brought back from the bar.

"Drink up bitches," she ordered the table, "no one is wimping out on me tonight, especially not you Allison!" She gave her a hard look and a wink before signaling to Joe at the bar that they wanted another round.

AN: Do you guys think this is progressing too slowly?