Author's Note: Sorry I haven't updated in quite a while, but here's the next chapter. Before you read it, I just have to say I'm sorry about the Emmiliano Poltrovano thing, but I just had to do it...

"Jacob Carter?" Dean asked with his last bit of hope.

Vanesse shook her head, "My friend's cousin, he worked at a movie theater."

Dean grew agitated, as their connections became less connected. "Well, this sucks."

"What sucks?" Sam and Holly came through the door just in time to hear those three words.

"All of the victims, they aren't related in any way." Dean griped.

"So, what now?"

He took a deep breath in, "Now to find every fucking carnival in this town." Dean looked towards the two girls; one sitting across from himself, and the other cowering behind Sam. "You two wanna come?"

"Blood-sucking Vampires? Run-down carnivals? Who wouldn't want to come?" Vanesse smiled, eager for adventure.

Sam turned to face Holly, "What are you going to do?"

"I'll stay here…" She forced a smile upon her worried expression.

"Could you two give us a moment?" Sam asked them.

Dean smirked, "Of course we can…" Dean led Vanesse outside of the apartment building as they waited for the other two to finish conversing.

"Sam, don't go… Please. Nothing but bad things happen." Holly pleaded.

"Dean and I are prepared for this, don't worry. We're going to fix it all." Suddenly Holly broke into more tears, "You know where the carnival is, don't you?" Sam said gently. She simply nodded as her eyes flooded with water. "Would you tell me?" He placed his hand on her shoulder and bent down so they were eye level.

Holly shook her head, "No… I wish I could tell you, but if I did you and Dean and 'Nesse would end up getting hurt, just like everyone else that went near that vampire cave."

"Dean and myself have been dealing with this sort of thing all of our lives, we can stop it. But, we just need you to tell us the location…." He tried convincing her.

Holly shook her head again and sniffled a bit, "No."

Sam inhaled a deep breath, "Okay, but I'm going to find the carnival and stop whatever is happening." He began to make his way to the door.

"Sam." Holly spoke. He turned to look at her, "Just promise me one thing." She caught up to him and put her hand on his cheek, "Please, be careful." She placed her arms around Sam's neck; embracing him she kissed his cheek, then let go gently. She stood back as Sam walked out of the apartment building. He came to the car where Dean and Vanesse stood talking cozily.

"Let's go." Sam said as he rushed into the passengers seat, thoughts racing though his mind, as a decision lay heavy on his chest. Should he tell Dean or no?

The three sat in the car marking off labels of carnivals they had visited. "So, Captain, where's the next stop?" Vanesse asked as they all grew bored of their search.

"Round Top, Texas. Population 77…" Dean replied as they passed a sign.

Seeing as Round Top was a very small town, they came to the next carnival in practically no time at all. Dean pulled the car over at an old, beaten carnival ground. "Okay, now to scope this one out."

The car doors opened as the three scattered out of its with holding. It was dark, and annoyingly mysterious. Yet, so quiet it was almost peaceful. Until a hurried man ran through the old festivities, breathing heavily.

Dean and Sam ran to the trunk of the car almost immediately. Dean grabbed some rope, as Sam took a wooden stake. They ran off to find the distraught man, with Vanesse following.

"Sam, you look over there, Vanesse you follow him." Dean yelled, getting into his 'bossy' mode.

Vanesse followed Sam as he obeyed his brother's orders. They searched the grounds for any sign of a person in hiding. Sam led the girl through many different carnival-attractions; Vanesse stopped and tapped Sam's shoulder. She nodded her head towards a game stand where a cupboard lay shaking.

Sam slowly walked towards the vibrating object. Like the suspense in a horror movie, his hand clasped the cupboard's handles, moving with delay. The door opened as a shaking man lay inside.

"They 're going to find me! They're going to find us! They'll find us all!" He shouted through a heavy Italian accent. A nametag lay on his white ice-cream-man uniform, it was printed with "Emmiliano Poltrovano."

"Who? Who's going to find you?" Sam asked as he crouched down to the cupboard's height.

The Italian man froze, "Them!" He pointed. Sam and Vanesse quickly turned around to see a pale man holding an unconscious man, whom they knew to be Dean. Vanesse turned around again to find more pale people surrounding them. Dark haired minions struck the remaining three over the head, knocking them out completely.