Cat and Mouse
Note From the Author: Heya readers We're hear with another chapter to our story. Ivy was in Florida this weekend and she has some complaints...The first time I was in flordia it rained and was colder than texas...WHT EVER HAPPENED TO BEING THE SUNSHINE STATE!
Diclaimer:We do not own Supernatural if we did Then well...poor Jensen and Jared.
Thanks to: WinchestersGirl and Ghostwriter for reviewing
Reveal The truth
"So you're back?" Ms.Moore greeted upon Dean's arrival. He came alone since Sam was at the motel researching on ways vampires could get over running water.
"I just need a few more questions answered. What happened to Mr.Moore?"
"He died last year in a car crash." She explained coldly.
"How long were you married?"
"Twenty-Five years."
"And how long did your affair last?" Ms.Moore stiffened and Dean knew he had guessed correctly.
"Three years after I married George. The man was Neil Cartwright." She explained softly.
"And he's Talia's father?"
Ms.Moore nodded.
"Thank you; let's hope I can save your daughter."
Sam met Dean in the parking lot.
"Talia is a descendant of Maria." Dean explained as Sam got in the car.
"Grave soil will allow a vampire to cross over water. A bridge of it is what they're probably using." Dean frowned puzzled.
"Who would bury dead outside a graveyard?"
"People afraid of evil spirits." Sam suggested.
London Woods covered a large span on the back half of town. The piece of river that ran through it was thirteen miles long. Darkness fell as they trudged through the water and they both became wary of the sounds coming from the dark woods.
They saw houses every once in awhile but soon flashing lights and siren's caught their attention.
A bridge rose from the water close to the water to the back of the house, and standing on the bridge was Talia. Instead of the impossibly lovely girl Sam recognized, she seemed animalistic, with her lips covered in blood, and her hands covered as well.
She grinned wickedly and wagged her finger at Dean.
"Bad move." She mouthed and disappeared before Dean could lunge.
They demolished the bridge and climbed out of the water.
The house the police were inspecting was Morgan Carpening's. They gave their usual lies and got through security.
Morgan lay holding a bloody knife, but barely any blood pooled around her, a sign of her being sucked dry.
Dean's fist clenched unexpectedly. Sam followed his gaze and nearly had a heart attack. Written in Morgan's blood were five terrifying words:
"Do you taste good Sammy?"
Dean didn't bother Sam about sitting in his car wet; he even offered to let him drive.
"I'm not gonna die, Dean." He snapped
"You're right, cause I'm not gonna let it happen." Dean argued back.
"That wasn't her." Sam stated. Dean hit the brakes and the car came to a screeching halt.
"STOP IT! Stop being so…"
"Trusting?"
The two shut up, an eerie silence surrounded them.
"If this is her, will you do what is necessary?"
"I don't see-"
"She killed two people and now she's after you! Promise!"
"Yes, I'll do everything necessary."
They didn't talk the rest of the way. The moment they got in Sam walked to the bathroom and slammed the door.
Sam peeled of his soaked shirt and tossed it on the counter to dry.
With a tired sigh he turned on the shower and shed the rest of his clothes before climbing in and letting the burning water pound against his skin.
A dizzy feeling wracked his head and Talia was before him chained to a wall.
"Help me." She pleaded weakly and suddenly he was back in the shower.
"I have to help." He muttered switching off the water and shaking out his hair.
Talia wished she was dead, her arms wee sore and she felt so weak from the other vamps feeding off her. They were a large group, all females, like some sort of gang. Her likeness reappeared in the cave.
"Poor little girl. I saw your friend Morgan. I told her to say hello to Sandy for me. She was a tasty little snack, but not as tasty as Sammy will be." She mocked as her appearance changed. Her eyes turned black, her hair became short dirty blonde, and her skin turned porcelain, the complete opposite of Talia.
"When Deaney finds you it won't be to save you, Kitten." Talia fought tears. Two of her friends were dead, and her only saviors believed her the culprit.
"You bi-"
"Ah, ah, ah! Don't finish, you'll need your strength." She laughed coldly "Night night cub." She turned away becoming bored. Talia felt one tear slide down her cheek, but couldn't wipe it away because of the chains. Things were hopeless.
"Help me."
"Can't we feed off her?" One of the girls asked.
"Not yet. Her blood needs replenishing; it seems some people took more than their share." The blonde snapped.
"If she killed-"
"No! She must not gain all her powers until the ritual." The blonde objected, refusing to hear another word on the subject.
Talia didn't know exactly what they were all talking about but she managed to make sense out of some of it.
"So I'm not a full vampire until I kill?" She wondered feeling slightly satisfied.
Ivy:Sam showerign what could be better?
Maddie:Dean showering
Ivy:Shut your face! Read and reviw!