We know one thing about this vampire. It's hunting ground. For the last 4 months, on the last Friday of every month a woman goes missing from the Camo Bar. He drugs them then bleeds them. It's now Tuesday of the last week of the month. "We need to go! We can't let someone else get killed" I argue with Sam and Dean.

"In case you haven't noticed Jackie, you look very similar to the other girls who've been found dead and drained" Dean points out pulling up the pictures on the laptop of the deceased. I was easily able to swipe a disc from the sheriff's office.

I roll my eyes "and so do half of the other people at the bar! We have to do this!" I fight more "this week!"

"We can't just go to the bar and sit back and wait for something to happen." Sam adds agreeing with me.

"We won't! One of you can get a job as security, having access to everything. Me and whatever one doesn't do that will go as bar goers!" I say quickly. "You guys don't have to do this, but I'm not just going to sit back and wait. I'm going." I say sternly to them both "enough people have died from this prick!" I add on.

"Damn it. She's right" Dean admits pushing the laptop away from him. Sam sighs heavily and nods "I just don't like the idea of you going in there" Dean says.

"I'll be fine Dean." I tell him "I can handle myself, it's the other girls I'm worried about" I say.

He nods understanding. "I'll go apply for a job" Dean says and stands up with a disgusting look on his face "Sammy, can you make me one of those resume things?" He points to the computer.

"You sure you don't want me to do security?" Sam asks his brother.

Dean laughs "dude, you do not look like the security type. You'll go in undercover with Jackie." He walks into the bathroom shutting the door and turning the shower on.

"What kind of bar is this?" He asks pulling up Google.

"Well that's the thing, it's not really a bar." I bite my lower lip not thrilled to be the one to tell him this.

"It's a club." Sam says after pulling up the site. I nod slightly.

"And it's themed" I speak lowly. I'm glad I waited until they were in for the hunt to tell him about the location.

"Themed?" He asks raising an eyebrow not really following.

"Ya, this week is body paint black light" I say.

"What the hell does that even look like?" He asks floored.

I shrug "white and neon colors. You paint yourselves with glowing ink, paint and stuff like that." I try to explain "wear bright colors and stuff" I say. I've researched a head of time and looked through pictures from the last time they held this kind of theme.

"Oh great" he sits back. "Let's not tell Dean just yet" he adds in. I nod agreeing with him and he changes the tab on the computer when we hear the shower go off.