So, Your a vampire

With their plan ready, the boys said goodbye and went to complete their tasks. Sam went to the grocery store to get the ingredients for the antibiotic and a homemade bomb. Dean went to find the one person that they knew was already infected. Fayth. He hoped that she would tell him where the leader was. He doubted that she would. She just seemed...different. More confident. And that worried him.

He spotted her in a dark cafe he just happened to wonder into. It was like he was drawn to her. He hoped that she didn't see him yet. She was with the rest of her group. They all wore black clothes and had too many peircings. He could tell that they were all infected. They were all...vampires. He didn't want to cause trouble when the rest of Fayth's gang was around. He decided to go outiside and wait for them to leave. Maybe Fayth would leave by herself and Dean could get her then. He went around the corner to sit on a bench in an ally he had passed on his way to the cafe. As soon as he sat down, he was surrounded. Fayth and the rest of her group were all around him. The appeared just like Fayth had last night. There were 4 girls and 3 guys. Two girls sat on either side of Dean. Another girl sat on his lap. Fayth just watched. The four guy paced around the bench. One of the girls said "You were right Fayth. He's georgeous."

"Thank you." Dean relplied. But the girl didn't seem intrested in any conversation. She started licking his pulse on his neck. Dean, caught off guard by the entire situation, grabbed the girl around the waist, stood up, and set the girl forcefully down on the bench with the other two. She hisses at him. Actually hissed at him. He didn't care. he turned and headed straight for Fayth who was leanin against a lamp pole, obiously enjoying the entire situation. One of the big guys appeared in front of him. He stood squarely in Deans way while the other gathered around him once again.

"Can we play with him Dante, PLEASE?" Begged one of the girls.

"For a second. But you can't go far." The big one who blocked Dean's way said. Then Dante walked over to Fayth at kissed her. It was a wet, slimey kiss, Dean couldn't beleive that Fayth was enjoying it. But she wasn't pushing Dante away.

"Are you the leader or someting?" Dean asked him.

When the guy smiled, Dean knew he was right. Now he needed to call Sam and tell him.

Before he had time to respond, the three girls grabbed Dean's hand. All of the sudden they were in the ally. He didn't know how they had gotten there without walking but here they were. The girls started to grope and kiss Dean all over. After getting control of his 'emotions' he pushed the girls off and headed down the ally. Lucky for him, they didn't follow. They knew that they would be seeing him again.

"A big guy. His names Dante. He's the leader. I can tell."

"OK. I'll google him and find out where he lives. You should try to get Fayth by herself. That way you'll know if the antibiotic works. I'm going to the farm and then to this guy's house." Sam replied.

"Alright Sammy. Be careful."

"Bye."

"Great." He muttered. How am I going to find Fayth? Where do vampires go? He thought. Then he remember the bar. He decided that that would be his best bet. Heading for the bar, he hoped that she would be by herself this time."

She wasn't in the bar. Dean headed outside. He went to the side of the building and leaned on the cool brick like he had done the night before. He wasn't drunk. He only had one beer. He was just tired. He felt like he hadn't slept in forever.

"Looking for me?"

He didn't open his eyes.

"If your looking for me, it might help if you opened your eyes." She said sarcasticlly. Although inside she just wanted to see those green eyes again.

"That depends. Are still going to be there when I open them?" Dean asked cooly.

"I promise." She said.

He could tell that she was close. He always could. He slowly opened his eyes and looked at her. She was leaning against the wall next to him. She was wearing a short black skirt with a black garder on. She also had on a red corset. The outfit left not alot (but enough) to the imagination. Her lips were a deep red and her skin was pale. Not a sickly pale but a princess pale.

"Where's Dante?" Dean asked mockingly.

"Heading home. With another girl." She said bluntly.

"Does that bother you?" He proded.

"No. We have an open relationship." She stated.

Dean raised his eyebrow at the way she said open. This didn't go unnoticed by Fayth. She knew that he was confused. She knew that he couldn't figure her out anymore. And she liked it. She liked being the one with secrets.

While they were talking Fayth had inched her way closer and closer to Dean. Their arms were touching now. She didn't want to seem needy but ever since she saw him in town, she wanted him again. She needed to feel him again. There was always something about his touch. But she couldn't let him know this. She wanted to be in charge.

"So...You're a vampire." The silence was broken by Dean.

He barely finished the sentence when Fayth pressed him up against the wall with her body. This caused his head to smack into the brick wall.

He winced when it hit the same spot that was sore from last night. Fayth noticed this. She put her hand on his abs and slid it up to his head. She grabbed on to his hair that was around the spot that was sore and pulled his head down so that his head was at her shoulders. Dean complied. He didn't really have any other choice. If he tried to resist she would make his head hurt more. She moved his head so that he was looking at her. He was usually a good six inches taller that her but with her heels and his new position they were closer in height. She couldn't wait any longer. Their lips bareldy touched when Dante appeared. He grabbed Dean from her and slammed him into the wall. Dante lifted Dean off of his feet and was now dangling him from the ground. Fayth knew that it wasn't a fair fight. Dean can handle himself but not against vampire powers. She bit her lip, unsure of what to do. She glaced up and saw that Dean was staring at her. He wasn't glaring. He was just looking at her as he was being slammed into the wall.

"Go home Dante. I wan't to finish him for myself." Fayth spat.

Dante turned around and nodded. He could tell that she was serious. He dissapeared and left the two alone. She started to walk towards Dean. He was beat up badly. His lip was cut. She assumed that his back was bruised and that he had a broken rib or two. He just stood there and didn't move. She stood in front of him and wiped the blood away from his lip with her thumb. Then she licked the blood from her thumb. Dean looked away. He didn't want to see her like this. He wanted to go back to the hotel but he knew that he had to say with Fayth until the virus was gone.

"Where are you staying?" She asked.

"Motel." He mumbled. Was she really going to finish him off by herself? At this point, she could. He wasn't in a position to fight.

They somehow made it his car and he was driving to the motel. He was slightly worried that Sam wasn't going to be there. That meant that he was going to be alone with her. What was she going to do? She slid across the seat and put her hand on his knee. Then the hand started moving up his leg. It went higher and higher until...Dean jumped and hit the horn by accident. She pulled her hand away and waited until they got to the motel.