Please be aware there is swearing in this chapter and a few to come (well wouldn't you swear if you were held hostage by vamps!)

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Chapter Eleven

Sam crouched by the entrance to the warehouse, he hadn't heard any noise from within for a few minutes now, and the voices he had heard had receded into the distance. Slowly and carefully he rounded the door and crept inside, giving his eyes time to adjust he loaded an arrow into the crossbow and waited.

Silence.

He crept further in, the room was a huge expanse of nothing, where once crates of goods would be stacked a mile high to the ceiling, now there was only darkness, reaching as far as it's fingers would stretch. Sam crept along the wall making his way toward the back of the room, feeling along the wall for any door, anything that might lead to where he was sure his brother was being held captive.

A shimmer in the distance caught his eye, then another. Like cat's eyes in high beams.

A Vampire.

He stayed deadly still, barely daring to breathe as the eyes came toward him. The figure stopped midway across the room and took another swig of the whiskey bottle in it's hand. The eyes flicked across the room again.

Movement to the left caught two sets of eyes, one Sam's the other the vampire's. Another was in the room. The flickering of the cats eyes made their way and took the whiskey bottle from the first vampire. As Sam's eyes adjusted further he could see the first was male, the second female.

"Why are we waiting?"

"Steph wants us to wait for Kate"

"Where is she anyway? She's been gone days"

"She's down in Wyoming, her and Luther used to go there, I think she just needed some time with his memory, she'll be back by Sunday"

"Chicks and their needing time"

The female vampire backhanded the male who instantly paled and shrunk back.

"Have respect, she made you"

"Yes ma'am"

The female took another swig of the whiskey , as she swallowed she felt a rush of air through her chest, she looked down, surprised to find an arrow protruding from her tshirt.

"What the?"

Sam beheaded the female before the male could react, he stood, shocked, long enough for Sam to raise his machete and begin the swing toward the beasts throat. The male blocked the attack and threw Sam back across the room where he hit the wall with a thud and fell to the floor, scrambling to his knees Sam grabbed the crossbow and fired, missing the vampire as it advanced.

Guess those bow hunting lessons were handy after all.

So much for soccer.

He stood up as the vampire reached for his throat, grabbing an arrow from the pack as the vampire was lifting him high above the floor, his feet dangling, trying to find footing in nothing but the air.

The vampire sniffed, then brought Sam's face closer to it's own.

"Who are you?"

"Death to you"

Sam plunged the arrow into the male's chest, falling to the floor he rolled to the side, grabbed the machete and stood to his full height as the vampire crumpled to the ground, paling by the second.

"NO!"

Sam beheaded the creature with one swing and walked away before the head came to rest against the far wall. The body still falling toward the ground.

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Nicki watched Dean from her place across the room. He had fallen silent after their last conversation and slowly his head had fallen forward as he gave up his need to stay awake. The front of his jeans was covered in blood on the right side. The trail leading to the floor. Not enough to fully panic her but enough that she knew he needed help, they needed to get free.

She twisted her wrists again, as she had been doing since she'd awoken in this god forsaken hell hole, they were slowly loosening.

"Come on Nicki, just a bit more, lets get back to Aunt Grace, lets make things right for Dad"

The more she had spoken about her family, her father, the more the need to speak to him had grown.

They were family, they needed each other. She realised that as much as she needed this break, fresh town, new faces, that didn't mean she couldn't keep in contact with her father.

When had she decided that she wouldn't talk to him again? In the heat of the argument? In the pain of her loss. She was his target and he hers. That's what made them family, they could show their true faces, uncensored and pour out all the crap that needed to be purged.

Yet she'd walked away.

Again.

And if Dean was anything to go by, walking out on your loved ones cut through to the bone.

What if Dad didn't want to talk to her? What then?

She was damned if she was never going to find out, with one last, desperate wrench on the rope binding her wrists, Nicki suddenly found her left hand free. Then her right.

Working as quickly as her protesting muscles would allow she carefully stood and made her way over to Dean. Kneeling in front of him she gently tapped his cheek, mindful of the large bruise that was appearing over his right jaw.

"Hey, hey Dean? Wake up, come on man, time to get out of here"

She watched as he fought to open his eyes, frowning at the movement, slowly slits of green peered up at her, confusion written all over his features.

"Does this make me the damsel?"

"Yes sir it surely does"

"Crap"

Dean bit back a yelp as Nicki pulled the barbed wire away from his skin, she was fighting her own urge to wretch as the full extent of the damage could be seen once the ropes were removed.

Dean slowly brought his arms around and laid his hands in his lap, grimacing at the mess of his wrists, scratches covered the skin, front and back and what wasn't scratched was rubbed raw by the rope.

"Come on" Nicki hooked an arm underneath his armpit and helped him stand up.

"I got it"

Using the pole he'd been tied to, Dean balanced himself and stood to his full height, attempting to stretch his muscles back into submission.

"Wow"

"What?"

"I thought you'd be shorter"

Dean looked down at Nicki, looked down from at least a foot extra advantage and frowned at her, although it looked more like a grimace to Nicki.

Nicki peered through the bars in the door, trying to see if there was a guard or anyone around, so far zip, the plan had stalled somewhat.

"We could try calling for help, pretend that you've died? "

Dean glared at her as he lowered himself back down to the floor, the sudden height had made his head spin again and he knew he had to get himself under control before they even attempted to escape.

"Firstly, when did that ever work, and secondly, why am I the one to die?"

"You're the one who's injured, any other plans then Einstein ?"

Dean opened his mouth to speak, realised he had nothing to say, and promptly shut it again.

Nicki turned back to the door and screamed as loud as she could.

"GOD HELP ME, HELP ME! DON'T LEAVE ME IN THIS ROOM WITH A DEAD BODY"

She moved to stand back behind the door, Dean moved back to his position by the pole, hands behind his back, head down. Waiting.

A key in the door.

The hinges screaming in protest at the sudden movement.

Eyes reflecting the light and shining into the room. Once the figure had advanced far enough forward Nicki jumped from behind and wrapped her arms and legs around the females body, the screech it made caused her teeth to rattle in her gums. Dean jumped up from his place on the floor, the adrenaline surging through every molecule of his body. He grabbed the vampires head and sent his fist flying, hard. Once, twice, nose breaking, jaw breaking. The shock of the attack their advantage.

Nicki jumped back as Steph fell to the floor. Still conscious, still a threat.

Dean leaned over her.

"Did you really think you'd win?"

He pushed her down and brought his boot down in a crushing motion against her neck. The second his shoe connected the strength left his leg and he fell down. Face to face with Steph, still alive, grinning back to him, teeth bared as she began to crawl up his body.

"DEAN MOVE!"

Dean rolled away as the shock of Sam's figure only just began to register in his brain. He reacted on instinct, knowing the sound of his brothers voice above every other sound in the universe. He watched as Steph's head was relieved of her bodies need to carry it, he cringed as it rolled to stop just a few inches from his face.

"You took your time"

"I'm here now though aren't I, you ok?"

Sam's relieved grin faded as he took in his brother's appearance. He looked, well, like shit actually.

Kneeling in front of Dean he tore part of Steph's shirt and tied it tightly around his brothers thigh, eliciting a hiss from Dean.

"Hey"

Nicki crouched down next to Sam and extended her hand

"You must be Nicki"

"And you must be Sam"

"I hate to break this up, everyone bonding and all, but by any chance, if it's not too much bother, only if you can fit it in, can we get the fuck out of here?"

Sam smiled as he lifted his brother to his feet, Dean only swayed slightly, his need to get out of this cess pit carrying him forward when really his body should have given up by now and taken itself a nap.

"We have to be quick, I don't know how long they'll stay away for"

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