A/N: I cheated again. This is obviously longer than a drabble, but this is one of my fave scenes from the whole series.

Luther blocked the truck that contained Kate and one of those guys from earlier and hopped out of the car. He could hear the others behind him. He knew they would do their job. Right now, he need to focus on getting Kate back.

"Get out of the truck," he yelled.

The man got out.

"Where's Kate?" he asked. As soon as he had Kate back, this guy was dead.

"Come here, sweetheart," the man said and pulled a rope toward him. Kate was soon in front of him with a machete at her throat.

Luther was confused when he saw Kate tied up and looking so helpless. She was a vampire. He was a mere human. "Dead man's blood," she said, answering his unspoken question.

"You son of a bitch," Luther seethed. He was going to pay for this. "What do you want?" First things first.

"Elkins' gun. The Colt."

"Is that was this is about?" Luther was incredulous. This moron kidnapped his wife for a gun? "You can't kill all of us," he pointed out.

"Oh, I don't need it for you. I'm saving it for something special."

Luther placed the gun on the ground while sneering inwardly. It didn't matter what he wanted the gun for. He wasn't leaving.

"Back up."

Luther took a step back. It didn't matter. There were more of them and they were stronger. They would be on him in an instant once Kate was safe.

"Further."

Wouldn't make a difference. He took another couple of steps back. Then he saw Kate making her move. Dead man's blood only lasted so long. "Nice move. You almost made it."

Luther saw the momentary confusion in the man's eyes, and then Kate hit him. He stumbled back a bit. Luther closed the distance and threw him against the truck. He was out. Luther was trying to decide whether to just kill him now, or wait until he woke up, so he could feel the pain.

He heard a noise behind him. Ben and Alexandra had been shot with an arrow and fallen down. It must be more dead man's blood. He saw two guys running up with machetes and arrows. He ran to intercept the closer one and knocked him down, sending his machete flying. He decided that these guys all needed to be awake to feel their punishment. Maybe he would turn one of them before he killed the other two. That would drive them crazy. Hunters, how he hated them.

He bent down to lift this one to his feet. The easiest way would be to use him to get the other guy compliant. Much as they had tried with Kate. The difference was he was naturally stronger, so there would be no getting away.

"No!" the young hunter protested as he lifted him up. He had come to kill his nest and then had the audacity to beg for mercy? Nope.

He spun him around in time to see the back of the other one picking up the fallen machete. When he spun around, Luther said, "Don't, or I'll break his neck."

The other hunter froze. Luther could see the worry in his eyes. "Drop the blade." Probably didn't really matter seeing as he couldn't use it on him without chopping off his friend's head, too, but better safe than sorry.

A look of anger and determination crossed across the hunter's face. He would be the one to turn, Luther decided. He pulled back on the one in his arms, making him grunt with pain. The other hunter immediately relented and held out his left hand and placed the blade on the ground with the other. Good, now they were all accounted for and helpless.

"You people. Why can't you just leave us alone? We have as much right to live as anyone?" You didn't see cows coming after these guys. Everybody has to eat.

"I don't think so."

Luther turned with the intent of instructing the older hunter to join his friend so they could get the show on the road. He paled when he saw the Colt. Why hadn't he picked it up?

He was about to shift his hostage so that he was completely covered, but he was too late. The hunter had lifted the gun and pulled the trigger.

Luther felt a red hot pain in his head. He let go of the hostage and felt him sidle off. The other hunter grabbed him and pushed him behind him. That was almost funny. He was no danger to anyone anymore.

"LUTHER!" he heard Kate yell. He loved her so much. He fell to his knees. He could feel the sparks that the gun was causing.

His last thought was, I love you, Kate.