Pt 4.

Dean left the Secret Veil bar and went down the street to the private parking lot where he had left his 2007 Ferrari 599 GTB. The blood red sports car had just come out and it was now his favorite. He opened the door and got in, turning on the powerful engine. Even his precious couldn't equal this machine.

He drove out of the parking lot and headed to his home. Not the one he used to sleep, but the one everyone thought he lived in. It was a modern, two story automated house. Computer ran the place for him. It was a gift from a friend, for saving the mans wife from death by a fellow vampire. He sat on the edge of the Bayou with its own dock, and its own ghost. But that hadn't lasted long as Dean had vanquished them upon moving in. They didn't have a chance against Dean Winchester.

He had three beautiful girls to choose from tonight. They waited for him there, probably at the pool relaxing. Dean drove through the night feeling the wind whipping at his face and hair. It would be a good night for hunting, but he had others to do it for him. He now handled the big cases, and the ones that offered a challenge to the new Dean. He had his own agency called Winchester Paranormal Extermination. He had trained the three girls and two males to help. They were good but not as good as Sammy.

In a few short months, he had a reputation as one who got the job done. He had no trouble getting female companionship, and he now had the privacy to do whatever he wanted. The ladies fell at his feet, ready to do his bidding. Something deep down ached for the past and the old Dean, the one the girls would challenge him, and sometimes cut him down to size.

'Where are you Sam? Did you quit hunting? Find Dad and working with him now? I hope you are all right. But even if he isn't, what could I do about it? He's probably got a stake with my name on it in his pocket.'

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Sam had asked questions, nosed around, and found out about a bar that might be where Dean would go. He saw the old one hundred year old brick building and pulled the Impala as close as he could. He hoped this time he had found his brother, and the answer.

Getting out of the car he locked it up and walked towards the front door. His hands checking the various things he had in his pockets. Small bottle of holy water, garlic juice, cross, and a thin stake. He opened the door and entered. Sam found himself uneasy as he entered the place. He could feel eyes on him, which were hostile. As he walked towards the bar, he looked at the people at the tables around the room lit only by single candles in the middle of the tables. He couldn't see very well in the dim room. But as he walked towards the bar, out of the corner of his eye he glimpsed a young girl bite a young man. Her eyes met his for a moment, they were smiling, and taunting him with the knowledge he could do nothing.

At the bar, Sam looked at the strange bartender. "A beer." Sam noticed there was no mirror behind the bar, just a collage picture of many famous people. Did that mean they were vampires? The man just stared at him, as he got him a cold draft and sat it down in front of him with a thump. Sam picked it up, searching for his brother in the room.

A young woman came up and motioned to the bartender she wanted a refill. Sam took a swallow of the ice-cold beer and felt the pale blue eyes on him. She was short, petite, and quite pretty. He smiled down at her.

"Hi, my names Delilah, what is yours?"

"Sam."

"I like this bar, great music and nice company." Sam nodded as she smiled invitingly at him. "You're not one of them are you?"

"One of them?" he asked and then understood. "No I am like you. I came here looking for someone."

"Yeah, who? A girl?"

"No, my brother."

"I come in here often, maybe I seen him. What does he look like?"

Sam pulled out a picture he had in his shirt pocket and showed it to her. As he expected her eyes lit up and then she turned to look up at his face.

"I know him. He was in here last night. That is your brother? Wow, he's hot. You aren't so bad either Sam. Shoulda known you were family."

Sam was excited, he now had a lead, and he would fine him, at last. "When did you see him last, do you know where he lives?"

"Last night was the first time I saw him, and we shared a drink and…" her voice trailed off as she became lost in memory. Sam snapped his fingers in front of her face.

"And?"

She blinked and thought about it. "Don't know where he lives though. But I sure would like to know. How come you don't know?"

"We had an argument and he left. Just trying to find him."

"Oh. Yeah I left after the same thing with my family."

"Here's my number," he took a napkin off the bar and wrote down his cell phone number. "If he comes back please call me right away. It's very important."

"You know he's' one of them don't you?" She wondered if he knew, and she thought she should warn him if he did not.

"Yeah, I know. Thank you for your help. Oh is there any other place like this that he might be at?"

"Don't know, they don't exactly share their secrets with us. Goodbye Sam." She turned and walked away as Sam finished half his beer and then left.

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As Sam walked out the blood red door and began walking towards his car, he heard a low whistle. Turning he saw someone in shadow beside the building, then he saw it was a guy coming towards him. He reached into his pocket for the holy water, as the young man came closer.

As if knowing what Sam was thinking the boy held up his hands palms up. "Hey man, you won't need that. I ain't plannin on doin anythin to ya. I hear ya lookin for Dean."

Sam was suspicious and looked around, thinking it was a setup. "Why?"

"Cause I know where he's at." The young man with the long blond hair stared at him, licking his lips.

"What do you want?"

"Just want him gone. He attracts too much attention, the girls go for him."

"Jealous are you? Tell me where he is, and I will take him away."

"Stake him, ya can't save him ya know." He hoped he could get this guy to kill Dean for he hated him.

Sam thought for a moment. "Well tell me where he is. I need to get to him now."

A few minutes later Sam was in the Impala driving towards Dean's place. Strange how all these years they hadn't had a place and now Dean has his own home, fancy cars and all. He wondered what else had changed about Dean. He couldn't help a smile as he thought about seeing his brother again. "I'm coming Dean. I'm going to help you whether you want it or not."