A/N: Finally able to post again and the hunts continue. Thank you for the support and reviews are welcome, please take a moment and leave me one. NC

Chapter 6

The nightclub was filling up when the brothers made their way back into it. Dean nodded for Sam to break off and they began to search the room for the vampire with the ring. Sam tried to act inconspicuous in his search, while Dean boldly stopped anyone who fit the description and checked out their hands. He got some weird looks, leering looks, questioning looks, and even a few passes as he continued on around the room searching. He met Sam at the bar and shook his head that he didn't have any luck either.

"Beer with a Jack chaser." Dean ordered before looking back around at the crowd in the club.

"Beer." Sam added following Dean's gaze out to the patrons behind them. "What now?"

"We enjoy a drink and keep looking."

"What if you stay out here and I monitor the cameras?" Sam suggested thinking maybe they'd have a better chance of finding the vamp that way. He could watch the ones entering the front door and text Dean if he saw anyone that looked like their guy.

"Yeah, sounds good, text if you see him."

"I will." Sam said taking his beer and heading toward the office, flashing his badge to get to the back and into the control room. He got comfortable and pulled up the cameras and settled in to watch the comings and goings of the people visiting the club. After nearly two hours of staring at the screen, he sat back and rubbed his eyes, but quickly came wide awake when a guy probably four or five years older than Dean caught his attention. He was the right description and when he stepped to the bar Sam saw the flash of a ring on his finger. Sam knew this was who they were looking for and got out his phone to text Dean when he saw Dean stepping up to the guy. "Shit!" Sam growled angrily as he headed out of the office.

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"This place's crowded tonight." Dean said trying to make conversation and get the vamp's attention.

"The more the merrier." the guy shrugged ordering a drink and casting a casual look at Dean sizing him up.

"It is getting a little crowded in here, what say we find some place quieter?" he asked arching an eyebrow at him. "Name's John." Dean said before sipping on his beer.

"Well John, my name's Porter and it's nice to meet you." he told him. "You are one fine specimen."

"Is that a complement?" Dean asked seeing Sam coming up behind the guy. Dean signaled for him to hang back he had this.

Sam shot him a bitch face but did as Dean asked and stopped but kept a close eye on the two.

"You could say that." Porter shrugged finishing his whiskey. "And what did you have in mind...Dean?"

"Oh I don't know, find a nice quiet place, enjoy a few more drinks and see where it leads."

"You know, I think I'll take you up on that." he said pushing away from the bar and waited for Dean to head for the door.

Sam looked down at his phone when it beeped and saw Dean had dialed him and left the line open. He put the phone to his ear and headed toward the door after them. He listened to Dean talking and realized he was telling him where the keys to the Impala would be.

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"You got a car or are we walking?" Dean asked when they got outside on the sidewalk.

"Why don't we take my car? It's just around the corner." Porter suggested thinking this was going to an easy kill.

"Fine by me, what ya driving?" Dean asked.

"A red convertible."

"Pretty flashy, red convertible. I'd say maybe a Mustang?"

"How did you guess? You know something about cars?"

"A little." Dean said walking around the corner and searching the area. He didn't see but a few people walking down the sidewalks and went into full hunter mode. He saw the guy walking toward a red Mustang and didn't see the other one until it was too late. Dean fell to the ground when another guy knocked him out and he was quickly thrown in back of the Mustang.

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Sam found the keys to the Impala where Dean had left them and hurried to the car, getting in. He pulled out and headed down the street with his cell on speaker now. He listened to Dean talking and heard him mention a red Mustang convertible and then suddenly heard noises he didn't like. He watched as he turned the corner and saw a red car pull from the curb and head down the street. He turned to follow it already knowing his brother was in trouble. He could still hear talking but couldn't catch every word being said.

"...problems with...seen..." a male voice said.

"Nope...pickings...dumb..." another voice answered.

At least Sam knew they were dealing with two vampires now and hoped that was it. Two they could deal with, if there were more they might have a problem. He kept his eyes on the red car as it turned off the main road and headed toward the outskirts of the town. Sam left a little more distance between the red car and the Impala so they wouldn't take notice. He cussed under his breath when a car pulled out in front of him making him slam on the breaks to avoid hitting it. By the time it was out of the way and he was moving again the car had disappeared. Sam looked around as he drove slowly down the street trying to spot the car. He looked in driveways and down the side streets hoping to spot it, but so far wasn't having any luck. He slapped the steering wheel in anger not liking this turn of events.

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Dean grunted and rolled his head as he tried to move only to find he couldn't. He got his eyes to open enough to see he was in a room that was dimly lit and he was tied tightly to a chair. He winced in pain as he moved his head and tried to see if there was any give to his bonds.

"So you're awake." Porter said stepping into view. "I have to say you're good. You had me fooled, didn't know you were a hunter until I found these." he said holding up the syringes of blood. "Too bad you're not going to get to use them."

"Quit babbling and let's do this. We don't know if there're any more around or not." another guy said coming into the room with a plastic bucket and IV kit. He knelt down beside Dean and took out a knife to split his shirt sleeve.

"Hey! This is my favorite shirt." Dean complained seeing the damage.

"Anyone else with you?" Porter asked as the other one got the line into Dean's arm and put the line into the bucket.

"Screw you!" Dean growled madly as he watched his blood enter the line and drip into the bucket at first and then began to run in a steady stream. He tried to remain calm knowing the faster his heart pumped the faster he would bleed out.

"Guess we need to pack and as soon as he's drained we'll head out."

"Too bad, this was an easy town to pick up a good meal."

"Why don't you start getting our things together so we can leave?"

"Ok." Porter shrugged heading out of the room leaving Dean with the vamp he didn't know.

Dean tried again to get free but wasn't having any luck. He could tell with each beat of his heart his life blood was being pumped from his body. He wasn't sure how long he had before he would get too lightheaded to stay awake. He knew if he gave in he might not wake up. His only thought was that Sam had followed them and was going to save him.

"Go ahead and struggle, it'll just make the blood come out faster. Makes our job easier."

"I hope you know you're going to die dumb ass." Dean spat out.

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Sam caught a break when he stopped long enough to ping Dean's phone and saw it was stationary and not far away from him. He quickly headed down the street toward the location hoping Dean was ok. He knew his brother could take care of himself but if there was more than one then he might be in trouble. It took him fifteen minutes to find the house and park just down the street so he could sneak in. He armed himself with a machete and syringes of dead man's blood before heading for the house.

Sam could just make out slivers of light around the curtains in a couple of rooms as he hugged the shadows while making his way around the house. He stopped at the door to the garage and tried the knob to find it locked. Sam pulled his lock pick kit out and opened the door to let himself into the garage. He found the red car and a black SUV parked in there and started around the vehicles when the door to the house opened. Sam ducked down and eased around the SUV trying to get around behind the guy. Sam got a glimpse of the guy and saw it was the one from the club. He stood up behind the guy and stabbed him in the neck with a syringe before pulling out his machete and swinging hard to remove his head from his body.

The vampire's body slumped to the floor and Sam turned toward the house and quietly made his way inside to look for his brother. He could hear voices coming from a room off the kitchen and eased that way, weapon posed and ready to use. Sam peaked around the doorway and saw Dean tied to a chair and another guy standing in front of him talking. He saw Dean glance for a second his way before continuing to keep the guy's attention. He heard his brother's voice sneer out to the vampire and stepped into the room.

"I hope you know you're going to die dumb ass." Dean spat out.

Sam moved without stopping as he swung the blade when the vampire turned to stare surprisingly at him but wasn't fast enough to stop it from slicing his head off. Blood splattered back onto Dean who growled in disgust, but couldn't wipe it off.

"Need a little help here Sammy." Dean said weakly as he tried to stay conscious.

"I got ya." Sam said kneeling by Dean and taking out the needle from his arm. He pulled out his knife and cut Dean's bonds while pressing his slit shirt sleeve onto the wound to keep it from bleeding more. He looked at how much blood Dean had lost. He didn't bother taking the blood since he didn't know how clean the bucket was. He figured others had been bled into the bucket and might be harmful if he tried to transfuse it back into Dean. He could see how glassy his eyes were and knew he needed to get him back to the motel and get fluids into him and let him rest.

"C'mon bro, let's get you out of here." Sam told him getting an arm around him and to his feet. "Can you walk?"

"I'm fine." Dean mumbled as he let Sam take most of his weight and he worked on putting one foot in front of the other. He stumbled when his legs didn't want to hold him up and let Sam pretty much carry him outside.

"I'm gonna put you here and get the car. Don't move." Sam told him as he eased him to a step on the front porch.

"Like I'm goin' anywhere." Dean grunted trying to blink the black spots away and stay upright as he watched a blurred Sam running down the driveway. His head nodded forward and he caught himself before tumbling forward from the step. Dean caught himself and jerked his head back up and swallowed hard. He tried to focus on watching for Sam and staying upright.

Sam pulled the Impala up the driveway and parked so he could get out and help Dean to the car.

"Ok bro; let's get you in the car." Sam said to him as he reached down to help him to his feet. Sam maneuvered Dean to his feet and around the car to the passenger side, opening the door and pushing him on the seat. He picked up Dean's feet and sat them in the wheel well for him before closing the door and hurrying to the driver's seat. He looked over at Dean who was leaning against the side window with his eyes closed. "Hang on; I'll get us back to the motel."

Dean didn't answer him as Sam put the car in gear and backed down the driveway to head for the motel. He drove as fast as he could wanting to get Dean help pretty sure he was going into shock.

"Dean, hey man, don't pass out on me." Sam said shaking Dean's arm.

"Wha..." he mumbled forcing his eye open into slits.

"You need to stay awake. Gotta get some fluid into ya when we get back to the motel."

"Mmm...'w'ke." he barely got out.

"It's not much farther. I'll get ya inside and some juice or something in ya and then you can sleep." he told him pulling him away from the window to sit up more. "You listening to me?"

"O...K..." Dean replied as his head fell forward slightly because he couldn't seem to hold it up. "I hear ya."

"Good."

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Sam got the door open for their motel room and got Dean into the room and to his bed. He eased him to a sitting position on the bed and worked on removing his jacket and outer shirt before laying him down and swinging his feet onto the bed. He took off his boots and sat them at the end of the bed where he wouldn't fall over them if he was to get up. He grabbed a blanket and threw over his prone body before heading out to get something for him to drink. He was lucky the vending machine actually had juices in it and got two orange juices. Once he had the juice, Sam headed back for their room to get some of it into Dean.

"Alright, you need drink this." Sam told Dean as he propped him up and guided a straw into his mouth. "C'mon it'll make you feel better." he urged patting Dean's cheeks to rouse him. He sighed with relief when he saw he was sucking some juice into his mouth and swallowing. "Good, try to drink some more and I'll let you sleep."

Dean seemed to hear him and pulled on the straw several more times, drinking half the bottle, until he turned his head signaling he didn't want any more. Sam figured he got enough in him for now and let his head rest on the pillow. He went to the bathroom and wet a wash cloth to wipe what blood he could from Dean's face and neck. The rest he could get off when he showered. He tucked the blanket around his body and pulled the comforter over him after he felt how cool he was. Dean snuggled down into the nest Sam made and drifted to sleep, not wanting anything more than to rest. That was all his mind could comprehend right now as it shut down. Sam was going to wait until morning to see how he was doing before deciding whether they would leave or stay another day.

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The sun was just about to break on the horizon when my internal clock woke me and I looked around getting my bearings before pushing up out of bed and sitting on the edge. After a couple of cleansing breaths, I stood and moved to the bathroom to prepare for the hunt. After using the bathroom, I got out my special lotion to put on to mask my smell from any supernatural creature. It was a concoction of my own making and had saved my ass numerous times in the past.

I squirted out some lotion and rubbed it over my body before picking up my clothes and dressing. I braided my hair so it would be out of the way before heading into the other room. Once my laptop was up, I updated my distress message with the information I knew and set it to send if I didn't reset it by ten am. That would give me five hours to do what I needed to do. I figured if I couldn't get it done in that length of time then I was probably already dead. That done, I readied my blades, dipping them in the blood before sitting them aside to dry.

I grabbed a granola bar and juice to eat before leaving trying to decide whether to pack up in case I was done with the hunt. Deciding to err on the side of a quick hunt, I started picking up my things and packed my bags to check out. After finishing my meager breakfast, I took the bags to the truck and checked the knifes to see if they were dry before stowing them in numerous places on my body. Finally ready, I looked around the room one last time before heading out the door and closing the door behind me.

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Little streaks of sunlight were breaking out sending the darkness away as I pulled the truck off the road and slowly drove it behind some shrubs to hide it. I got out and checked the area for people before quietly making my way on down to the warehouse. It still looked the same as the last time I saw it with the lock still on the front door. I thought that was a good sign that the djinn wasn't here and made my way around to the side entrance to get inside. I picked the lock and opened the door enough to slip inside before closing it back. I stood in the dimness of the early morning light letting my eyes adjust before moving silently deeper into the building. There was one rather large room and what looked like smaller rooms beyond it. My gaze roamed around the room not seeing anything of importance among the cardboard boxes, broken chairs, lamps, stacks of papers, metal shelves and empty filing cabinets that were coated with a thick layer of dust. I moved on toward the other rooms, trying not to disturb the dust and dirt on the floor.

The first room I came to seemed to be cleaner than the rest of the place so I stepped through the doorway to find some boxes stacked in a corner. They were not covered with dust or grim which peaked my curiosity, so I lifted the flaps and glanced inside one to see bags of IV solution. This only made me sure of what I was hunting. I looked around when a soft noise caught my attention from outside the room. I hurried to the door and looked out toward the other room but didn't see anyone or anything. I figured it was some creature that made its home in the building and moved on down the hall to the next room. It was smaller than the other room and had some discarded cleaning supplies in it. There were two more rooms that I hadn't looked into and I moved toward them hoping to find what I was looking for.

I heard a slight shuffle and something creak toward the front of the building and ducked into the next room without looking in it. When I didn't hear anything else, I turned to look around the room and saw the bodies hanging from a pipe that ran across the room. There were five of them in different stages of decomposition. Each had IV bags hanging beside them and a line attached to their arm, while another line was attached to their neck and reddish fluid was being collected into a smaller bag.

I drew in a deep breath and stilled my body for what I needed to do next. I walked to the first body and didn't even have to check to know that it was dead. I moved to the next and pressed two fingers to her neck not finding any beating pulse under them. The skin was dry and cold and lifeless and I stepped back and looked to the next one hoping to find a beat that would tell me he was alive. As I waited for that small thump to be felt against my fingers, I looked to the other two and was sure they were alive, especially the last one. She looked like the one I had seen the day before so she must be the djinn's newest victim.

I pulled out the IV needle from the guy's arm and the needle from his neck, when I felt a thready pulse beating against my finger. I went to the next one and started to do the same when something fell in the other room causing me to freeze. I hurried to the door and looked out but still didn't see anything. I pulled a knife out and eased down one side of the hall toward the front of the building. My eyes darted around looking for the djinn as I moved closer to the front. I heard a noise behind me and everything went dark as I fell into an abyss of nothingness.