CHAPTER EIGHT

Alana sat in shotgun, Dean on the other hand had decided to ride with dad. Sam was the Impala, all the while Alana was fuming over what her father had said. She sat there tapping her fingers on the door, watching the scenery pass by. She sat there for how long unknown to her as the sun began to set. Her eyes glowed with anger; she was strong the most in the dark. She smiled evilly, maybe a prank or two on her father was his just deserves.

"Tell me Sam," she said sitting up, "Can't we play a prank on dad? I mean he tells us what to do, but I think it's time we play it up don't you?"

He grinned, "Actually, I like the idea."

"Hm…your vampire side is taking over now is it?"

He snorts, "What makes you say that?"

"Well before you would have shied away but now, you're stronger, I can feel it."

"Let's just say I've had it with dad's tactics."

She grinned, "Party time?"

"Oh yeah." He said as he sped up and passed the truck. Dean looked out the side window and groaned before his father slammed on the brakes. Dean looked out; Sam had blocked them, stopping the car in their path.

"I am so going to kill your brother." John said and got out of the truck.

Dean did the same, knowing that all hell was going to break lose. "Dad…"

"Sam what the hell is your damn problem!" he yelled.

Alana and Sam stepped from the car, their eyes glowing mischievously. "Wanted some fun is all dad. You always gave the orders and we did them, now it's MY turn. You're going to shut up and listen to me for once."

John raised an eyebrow, "Excuse me?"

"Who made you god and asked you to drag us around all the time? Huh? We were kids dad, not soldiers!"

"I wanted you safe Sam, I kept you safe. I made you strong and this is the thanks I get? Screw you!"

Sam growled, his fangs revealed, Dean stepped in front of his father, "Stop Sam."

"He made us strong, look at me Dean, I'm a vampire for god's sake! He did this to us!"

"What can we do? We kill Meg you can go back to Stanford and have your nice normal life!"

Sam slammed his hand on the roof of the car, Alana jumped, but kept her ground, "What of me then Dean? I lose my family because I ain't blood?"

Sam took her hand, "You'll stay with me. I have a feeling dad and Dean doesn't want either one of us around."

"Bastards." She muttered.

"Stop it Sam, everything you say Alana thinks it's the truth. She's far from human; don't make her evil on us!"

"She's passed that dad, she only trusts me now. Why do you think I am so close to her?"

"Sam…" Dean and John said at the same time.

Sam laughed, climbing into the car and Alana getting back in. He started the car and spun the tires, created smoke, "We're going. Catch us if you can." And with a squeal of the tires was gone.

Dean looked to his dad, "Shit. He's gonna wreck my damn car!"

"I'll get you another if he does Dean."

"That's not the point dad. Why piss him or Alana off in the first place?"

"And what did you do to earn their disrespect?"

"I have no damn clue!"

"Get in the truck; we have to go after them before they mess everything up."

With that they both drove off after the two now pissed vampires.

Meg watched from the goblet as Sam and Alana took off without Dean and their dad. She smiled, things were progressing like she wanted, time for the evolution was near and Alana and Sam were the keys.

"How my dear Sam will join me at my side." She sighed, placing the goblet back in her bag, "Alana though is going to be a problem."

She zipped her bag and left the altar, time for her appearance was near.

Majestic sat in the cold damp cell, awaiting her fate. The guardsmen had taken her after the Winchester kids had left. They'd demanded names of the three that had escaped and she kept from telling them. They tortured her, starved her of blood, but she remained strong. The kids were safe; her daughter was safe for now.

But time of healing was up as the woman came back into the room, "Tell me Majestic, who are the three that escaped and maybe we'll let you live."

"Go to hell."

She was zapped by a ray gun, her teeth crushing against one another.

"Who are they? Where did they go?" she demanded.

"I'm not telling you anything bitch!"

She was slapped by the man that stood next to her.

"Tsk tsk Majestic. We were hoping you would help us, but now that I know the girl is your daughter, things are going to get ugly."

"What!"

"We know of Alana. Somehow I thought my niece had changed, she is one of you now is she not?"

"Leave her alone!"

"Tell me what I need and she'll be safe. Who are the boys she travels with?"

"Her brothers, my lover's sons from another marriage."

"What are their names?"

"John, Dean and Sam Winchester."

The woman raised an eyebrow. "The same last name you and your daughter bear. Interesting."

"Leave Alana alone, she is trying to kill the demon that killed your parents Leslie. Let her finish!"

"She's safe, but what of the boys and your lover? Are they vampire?"

Majestic shook her head, she didn't know. Alana was a born vampire but for John and the boys….

"Answer me Majestic."

"I don't know Leslie! John maybe, I dunno, but as for his sons, I don't know!"

Leslie sat back in her chair, "And if they were, would you know?"

"If they were brought here yes, but they have a mission to finish. If John even feels you coming, all hell would break lose!"

"Then we will just have to wait, now won't we?"

Majestic sighed; her sister was easing up, for now. How long could she protect the family she loved?