Around 3pm Madison and Haley returned from class. Sam was berried in a pile of papers when they came through the door.

"Find anything?" Madison questioned plopping down beside him.

"No, just more of what we already know." Sam answered slamming his book closed. "How was class?"

"What can I say, we came. I fell asleep, I woke up and class was over." Madison answered jokingly.

"Hey, has Dean been back yet?" Haley questioned placing her books on the coffee table.

"No," Sam answered "I'm kind of worried, he's not answering his phone."

"Well, go look for him." Haley added.

"I can't leave you guys here."

"We'll be fine in our locked apartment." Haley stated. "Plus they can't come in unless they're invited , right?"
"Yeah," Sam agreed. "But, don't go outside."

"We won't"

"Ok, I'll be back. Call if you need anything."

"We will." Madison answered pushing him out the door. "you be careful."

"Are you tying to get rid of me?"

"No, you just need to find your brother, bye!" Madison answered bluntly closing the door.

"It seemed as if your were trying to get rid of him." Haley accused once Sam was gone.

"No I just...what's with the third degree?" Madison defended.

"I'm just saying..."

"Wait Sam I'm coming with you!" Madison exclaimed running out the door.

Dean sat at the Olive street pub just off campus. He'd had some time to think and was trying to enjoy a nice plate of chicken wings when Sam sat down next to him.

"How you feeling?" Sam questioned looking his brother in the eye.

"Bite me." Dean shot back. "Hey, where's the girls?"

"They're safe." Sam answered pointing to the other side of the bar, where they sat waving.

"Ok, let's go." Dean responded getting up.

"No, I want to know what's up with you?"
"Nothings up."
"Dean!"

Meanwhile Madison and Haley were discussing more important matters.

"So what do you think about Dean?" Haley questioned taking a sip of her Dr. Pepper.

"He's ok if you like cute, muscular, bad boys." Madison answered reading the paper. "On the other hand he's perfect for you."

"What's that suppose to mean?"

"Hey, look at this." Madison interrupted pointing at a picture in the paper.

"It's the old Sanders house. What about it?"

"Don't you think it's odd they're not going to tear it down anymore?"

"No, maybe someone bought it?"

"It says here the head of the project died of a strange neck wound."

"You think?"

"Note to self: check out old Sanders house." Madison stated jotting it down on a napkin.

"I'm going to the restroom," Haley added rising from the table.

"By yourself?"

"I'm a big girl. I can go all by myself."

"Ha ha very funny," Madison laughed getting up from the booth. "Let's go!"

The women's restroom was located down a skinny hallway next to the pool tables. Haley pushed open the door to find a dark haired woman lying on the floor. She slowly bent down to see that the woman was dead.

"I don't want to pee here," Madison stated backing towards the door.

"Yeah, now that you mention it, I don't have to go anymore," Haley agreed turning toward the door to find it blocked by two all too familiar faces.

"Going somewhere ladies," Jake questioned sarcastically glancing toward Luke, both obviously turned.

"I was thinking about it," Haley stated backing away from them.

"Wrong!" Luke laughed. "You're coming with us."

"You know you're not supposed to get emotionally involved," Sam explained taking a bite of one of Dean's chicken wings.

"Who said I was emotionally involved and give me back my chicken wing!"

"I just thought it seemed as if you were…" Sam began, interrupted by Dean.

"Sam," Dean interrupted. "Where are the girls?"

"What do you mean," Sam began. "They're over… okay, I could of swore I left them right there."

"Well, think again!" Dean yelled jumping up from the bar and running towards the empty booth.

"Dean… wait!"

"No, they're gone and it's all your fault!"
"My fault? Maybe they're in the restroom."

"They better be, for your sake," Dean stated before heading toward the ladies room. Just as Dean left Sam noticed something under the table, and bent down to discover it was a note.

"Okay, you're about to join the dead girl in the restroom," Dean threatened walking up to Sam. "They're gone! We have to find her… them, now!"

"Dean… Dean… Dean…" Sam said trying to get Dean's attention during his rant.

"What?"

"I think I know where they went," Sam answered.

"Where?"

Sam handed Dean Madison's note, which Dean read then looked up at Sam.

"You better hope she's right," Dean threatened again, handing the note back to Sam. "Come on, let's go find this house," he added heading for the door.

Madison awoke and found herself sitting in the middle of a darkened room. The only source of light was the numerous candles that were placed in the room.

"Where am I?" Madison asked looking around the room.

"I don't know but this place is creepy," Haley said from directly behind Madison.

Madison and Haley tried to turn and look at one another but couldn't. They couldn't move their torso's and realized that the vampires had tied them to their chairs, back to back.

"Are you okay?" Madison asked struggling to break free.

"Yeah. You?" Haley asked doing the same.

"Yeah. This is your fault," Madison accused.

"My fault? It's not my fault the vampires got us," Haley defended herself.

"Yes it is, you HAD to go pee," Madison retorted.

"I can go to the bathroom by myself," Haley responded.