Chapter 8

Sam went to the door and carefully turned the knob slowly not wanting the click to be heard in the other room. He pushed on the door and let it open a crack before stopping and listening for any sounds that meant the vampires were still hanging around. When all he heard was silence, Sam eased the door open enough to slip out and hugged the side wall, staying in the shadows. He pulled his cell back out when he felt it vibrate in his pocket and pulled up the text from Dean.

With the way clear, Sam hurried down the row of stalls toward where Dean told him the office was. He glanced through a glass window set in the door before slipping inside to find the computer system. He dropped into the seat and dialed the number Dean gave him, waiting for it to ring.

"Roadhouse," a female voice answered.

"Ellen, it's Sam, Sam Winchester, I need to talk to Ash," he whispered quickly.

"Sam, are you okay? What's going on?" she questioned hearing the slight stress and urgency in his voice.

"In the middle of a hunt and I'm sort of in the lion's den right now. I need Ash's expertise to hack a computer system."

"Hold on honey, I'll get him, you be careful you hear me?"

"I am Ellen, thanks."

Sam could hear noises from the bar as the receiver was laid down and Ellen's voice calling to Ash over the other to get a move on, he was needed asap. He looked around the room with interest, wondering what he could find useful.

"Sam, my man, how's it shaking?" Ash greeted him in his laid back, probably high, way.

"Hey, Bobby told me to call you to hack a computer system for us. We need you to take out any cameras and security systems so when they come back, they can get in."

"Are you at the computer?"

"Yeah, I just turned it on but there's a password needed."

"No problem, we can bypass that and get in by a backdoor. Type this…"

Sam listened to Ash's instructions and typed quickly on the keyboard until he got the desktop up and allowed remote access for Ash.

"Are you good? Do I need to do anything else?" Sam asked as he saw the cursor begin to move on its own.

"We're good dude, I'll take it from here. What are I looking for?"

"There are vampires running a blood and body farm here. They're kidnapping people and keeping them alive to drain their blood and then when they are used up, they cut them up to sell the body parts. While you're in there see if you can find a list of buyers and sort it by states. That may give us a way to track down the monsters buying from these vampires."

"Will do. Should I send it in an email to you?"

"Yes, and send a copy to Bobby too, to be on the safe side," Sam answered wanting to be sure it did not get lost.

"I'll send the complied report when I have it ready, check in about an hour and it should be there."

"Thanks Ash, better run."

"Watch your back Sam. If I see anything super weird, I'll text you."

"Sounds good, bye." Sam turned off the monitor so if anyone came in here, they would not know the system was being used. He went to the filing cabinets and picked the lock, opening the top drawer and looking at the files. There were numbers on the tabs like on the charts of each victim. He opened one up and found a picture and driver's license taped to one side and a form with basic information filled out on the other side. He stepped back and looked at the filing cabinets wondering if they all held files on the missing persons he had found.

When Sam stepped from the office, he looked toward the plastic draped doorway near the office and moved that way, curious to see what was behind the blurry wall. He found an opening and parted the curtain sticking his head in, to glance around before stepping into the room. Sam wrinkled his nose at the sickening odor that assaulted him.

He looked around and stiffened when he realized what this room was used for. The tables, the things to dismember a body, rolls of plastic wrap and what looked like a freezer off to one side. He swallowed hard, fighting back to bile that rose in his throat, and backed out of the room not wanting to see any more. He needed to see what he could do for the victims being drained of their life's blood to take his mind off what he had seen.

Sam headed back out and to the first stall on the right and slipped behind the curtain. He looked at the IV setup and to the man lying on the bed in a comatose state. He noticed bottles of a sedative sitting on a cabinet with syringes by it. Sam picked one up and looked at it, recognizing the name from some research he had done before. He stopped the flow of the liquid figuring it was spiked with the sedatives he found. He moved down to the next person and did the same until all the IV's had been stopped. Sam was sure the victims would be unconscious for the next twelve hours or more depending on how long they had been given the sedative.

Something bugged him and he went back to the room where the blood was stored and took a closer look at the trays in the coolers. He saw each tray had a four digit number on the end and that number was also on the bags of blood. It seemed the vampires took great care to keep the blood safe and fresh so it could be sold to their customers. Some trays had twice as many bags than others and Sam went back out to grab a chart from the end of a bed to look at the paperwork again. He scanned the trays and found the same number as on the chart.

Since he knew whose blood was whose now, Sam grabbed a pair of gloves to put on before taking several bags of blood from the first tray that was full thinking this person had been here longer than others and would be the sickest and weakest one. He started looking for the same number and found it in the third room he checked.

He took the IV line and pulled it from the bag to attach to one of the blood bags so he could give the woman a transfusion of her own blood. He attached the other bag to the port on her other arm and started the flow of blood. When he was sure it was flowing okay, he headed back to the room to get more bags and find who they belonged to.

It was nearly two hours later that he had blood transfusing for all the victims, hoping this would give them a better chance at survival. Sam was shocked by the organization and how the vampires had been able to fly under the radar all this time and not get caught. He did not know how long this place had been running, but it made him sick to think of the innocent lives that were lost here. Sam pulled his cell out when it vibrated and saw a text from Dean. He stopped long enough to read it and sighed with relief.

They had gotten some dead man's blood and there were other hunters on their way to help. Dean stressed that Sam needed to stay hidden and not get caught. He huffed a laugh at Dean's last sentence, 'he'd kill him if he got killed', knowing it was his way of saying he was worried.

Sam sent one back letting Dean know he was okay, and Ash was working on the computer system. He assured Dean he was being careful and would be ready when they came back. He pocketed his cell and began to explore again. He found another door that was a supply closet and looked over what was there.

An idea popped in his head when he saw the bottles of alcohol lining one shelf. He found rolls of gauze and gathered bottles of the alcohol in his arms and took it to a table sitting in a far corner. He opened the bottles and stuffed gauze into the top leaving enough to hang out about five inches. These would make great Molotov cocktails to defend himself. He looked around and found an empty box to sit the bottles in and made sure he still had the lighter Dean insisted he carry, and that it would light. Knowing he could not do anything else for the victims, Sam decided to check on the other buildings that were nearby to see what was in them. He picked up his box with the cocktails to take with him.

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The yard was lit by outside lights so Sam stayed as much in the shadows as he could. He got to another building and slipped into it. He found several vans, and a couple of other vehicles stored in there. He went to the first one to check if it was unlocked and popped the hood. He pulled the distributor caps to put it out of commission and quietly closed the hood back. Sam moved to the other ones and did the same, not wanting the vampires to have a way of escaping.

Sam found a place near the door to hunker down and keep watch while he waited for the coming day. He sent a text to Dean to let him know where he was and to text him when he got here so he would be ready. It was not but a few minutes before Dean answered back to let him know they would be heading that way soon to hang in there and stay hidden. He pocketed his cell and peeked out of the crack in the door to see if there was any activity going on. All he heard and saw where the noises and creatures of the night.

A/N: Help is on the way for Sam. Morning can't come soon enough for him. Only two more chapters and the journey will be over. Thank you for coming along for the ride. I do like reviews. NC