Chapter Ten
The bar Dean decided to head into was directly in the middle of town. The Smokey Bandit seemed to be the only reasonable place for a drink if you were underage and wanting to walk on the wild side. The sign 'You must be 21 to drink at this establishment' was more of a decoration then the rules of the place, as there were clearly many under the drinking age. But of course, Sam, Dean and Lark didn't mind as they weren't saints and had broken this law several times when when they didn't want to admit it.
The bar went silent as Dean, Sam and Lark walked to the far end of the bar and sat down. Small distant chatter began to fill the corners again when the bartender, a woman with stormy gray hair and eyes like green grapes moved towards them. Her drag queen made up face made Sam and Dean wonder if she was a monster in a horrible disguise.
"What can I get ya this evenin'?" she said her voice damaged by years of smoking cigarettes or from screaming in the bar.
"Shots all around and a beer chaser." Dean said motioning to the three of them so that the bar wouldn't think Dean was giving away free drinks to everyone.
"Comin' right up, luv."
They watched as the woman pulled out three bottles of beer and set out three shot glasses with what looked like a small bit of water in the bottom. They watched as the bartender, seeing the liquid at the bottom picked up each of the shot glasses and shook the liquid down on the floor behind the bar. Nobody seemed to care about this action except for the three hunters who were taught to watch every movement as it could hurt them.
"Anythin' else for ya three?" Dean nodded his head as he, Lark and Sam all quickly took the shot that was placed in front of them.
"Heard there was a party out here." Dean said flashing his award winning smile that made Lark look away and quickly picked up her beer to drink it since she knew what it would do to her and couldn't let that happen.
"Don't know what you're talking about." the bartender said slapping the washcloth across her shoulder and placing her hand on her hip. Her green eyes scanning each one of the faces of the three hunters, who wished they wouldn't scare off any potential targets.
"We heard there were a group of heavy party lovers playing all night sleeping all day kind of place." Dean said laying his flirtatious behavior quite heavy. The bartender smiled and refilled each of the shot glasses before leaning in closer filling each of the hunter's noses with the strong tobacco smell of the cigarettes as she shot shifty eyes at the other patrons.
"There's this old Victorian outside of town that people go visitin' and are never heard from again. But folks around here always say that's it's a busy party house. Say those people just don't want to get caught or come home because the place is so much fun."
"Sounds like our kind of place." Dean said with a knowing nod. He quickly finished his second shot before setting down a hundred dollar bill on the counter as Sam and Lark finished their drinks. "Thanks for the help, darlin'."
"Not a problem, kiddo. Ya'll take care." she said giving Dean a once over and arched an eyebrow. "You need anything else, just let me know." she said her voice getting husky and as sexy as she could make it.
The bar slowly started to get back to normal after the three hunters left. Dean decided as they climbed into the Impala to head back to the hotel to check on Christina since he felt guilty leaving her there alone. As they all entered the Impala Dean let out a shudder which to his relief nobody laughed at him.
~DSCWIN~
The short drive back to the hotel felt longer as Dean drove his car like it was the first time. Lark and Sam felt like Dean had teleported the vehicle and not feeling it move beneath them. For a brief second all three remained in the car afraid to leave as their vision seemed to waver.
"Are you going to check?" Lark asked softly her words sounding clear in her own head but didn't come out that way.
"W'a ya say?" Dean asked as plain as he could.
Lark noticed the slurring of his words and knew they hadn't drunk that much and knew something must be wrong.
They all got out of the Impala and moved drunkenly towards a hotel door. After struggling to open the door to the room he shared with his sister, Dean began to pound on the door screaming for Christina to open up. However after several minutes a man they didn't recognize appeared looking sleepy and upset.
"Who the hell are you?" Dean screamed fear clearly present as the man could have easily hurt his defenseless sister. "What did you do to my sister?"
"I don't know what you're talking about." the man said. From behind him Sam and Lark noticed a woman walking out of the bathroom a phone pressed against his ear. "Get out of here now, or..."
"Dean, she's calling the police." Sam's drunken mind whirled around into clarity allowing him to finally noticed they were at the wrong hotel in the wrong part of town.
Dean stumbled back accidentally knocking Lark to the ground causing her to hit her head on the asphalt near the Impala dazing her. As the pain registered into Lark's mind she realized that she, along with Sam and Dean, were being handcuffed and placed into the back seat of an unmarked police car. 'Cas...if you can hear this...either help us out, or take care of Christy. She's staying at the Bluebird Motel in room 124.' Her mind shut off as something solid smashed into the side of her head knocking her completely out.
~DSCWIN~
Christina sat up, fully awake sweat slowly beading up her face as she looked around the darkened hotel room. She felt strange as she had just a vivid nightmare and turned to look at her brother's bed hoping he would still be awake. However she could make out the outline of Dean's duffel bag still sitting on a chair next to the table where she saw the pad of paper propped up. After heading to the bathroom to use it, she cautiously walked to the table and picked up the pad to read it.
Christy,
Hopefully you won't have to see this. But in case you wake up, I went to the bar with Sam and Lark to try and find out more on these Vampires. We'll try and be back before 2:30. If not call Bobby and Cas and wait for them to come to you. Don't do anything stupid.
Dean
Christina looked over at the alarm clock and noticed the time was ten after three. She knew she had taken a pill at quarter to eleven and figured Dean had placed her in bed since she still wore the clothes from the day before, minus her shoes. Thinking she was up and clearly not going to get anymore sleep, Christina quickly took a quick shower and dressed in the clothes she had packed in her backpack. A soft gust of wind and the smell of freshly fallen rain filled her nostrils just as she had pulled a sweatshirt over her shoulders.
"Cas?" she asked turning around unsure what to think of him standing in her hotel room. "How did you find me?"
"Lark prayed." Castiel said walking to the window and peering through the curtain. "She indicated she was, as well as your brothers, in trouble."
"Then how come you didn't go to her? Not saying that seeing you is a bad thing. If they're in trouble...shouldn't you be helping them?"
"She wanted to make sure you were alright." Castiel said scrutinizing her behavior as he watched her move around the room to put her shoes on. "Where are you planning on going?"
"Going to find them." she said grabbing her keys Dean had placed on top of the television. "Dean said to call you or Bobby. But since you're here we can go search for them. Dean left a note saying they went out to find out about some vamps that live around here."
"Are you sure you can do this? Shouldn't we get Bobby?"
Christina looked in Castiel's eyes and he could see something dark, but decided it was because of the darkened bedroom and not a hidden evil.
"I just woke up not to long ago. To have to wait another three and a half hours or more for Bobby...That doesn't fly, they could be in serious danger."
Castiel picked up Christina's cell phone. She knew what he was wanting her to do. With a heavy sigh Christina took her place and dialed Bobby's home number thinking it would be best choice to try first. After four rings Christina ended the call and turned to look over at Castiel.
"He didn't answer. Besides we can't really waste any more time. If you say that they're in trouble then we need to go and help them."
"I will try and help as much as I can. But I am weak again."
"Cas, isn't there an angel doctor that you can go see to help with that? It seems you're only able to fast travel then heal only minor injury before you run out of juice. Did something happen to you that I need to know about?"
Castiel's eyes drifted to the floor ashamed of what he was going to say to her. "It's my punishment for breaking Owens from his cell in Heaven. After I brought him back they told me that I would be held and stripped of my grace. When I was released my grace..."
"They have giving you only a small percentage back. Like an allowance. You can recharge by resting?" Castiel nodded. "Then you need to rest. I'll be back soon. I'll try and find Dean's car and maybe then will I be able to find out where they went."
"I don't think that would be a wise idea." Castiel said watching as she gently led him to a bed to lie down in. "It could be dangerous."
"Cas, I'm not going to take on the vamps by myself. I just want to be able to find out where they went and I'll be right back. I promise." She smiled sweetly and gently pressed her lips against Castiel's forehead.
Castiel felt his cheeks warm up as she stared into his eyes before leaving grabbing her jacket, keys and phone.
~DSCWIN~
Cold water ran over Lark's body making her let out a loud gasp of surprise. Her shirt had been discarded in the far right corner of the room, but at least her pants were still on. The bra she was wearing was still on giving her decency to be covered. Her eyes stung as the light, a normal bulb seared her rods and cones making her squint and fight against the restraints around her wrists. She could hear the gasping of Sam and Dean in the same room, or near her as two more splashes of water could be heard.
"Do you know why you're here, hunter?" the voice was a young male which made something flip in Larks stomach.
"I bet you're going to tell me." Lark snarled as the cold made her shiver before she could stop it.
"It's not wise to make a vampire mad, hunter." the voice said again before tossing another splash of water over Lark's already cold body. "You're here because we've taken a few town folks. Well, I don't see why that's a bad thing? We only kill enough to feed and then we're done, we leave. It's as simple as that."
"But killing innocents is wrong and you know that." Lark cried trying to push the cold into the back of her mind so she wouldn't show any weakness. "You had to know hunters would come to check on the deaths."
"It's all in self defense...at least...that's what we tell the police." the man's voice said too close to Lark's ear.
Lark felt something wet and slimy slide up the side of her neck before stopping just at her jaw line. She knew he was tasting her and bit back the bile that rose up in her throat.
"Not here, Cliff." someone else said. Another man walked in with the coldest of eyes Lark has ever seen. "It would be hard for the police to cover this up if they turn up dead."
Lark felt her stomach clench before a burlap sack was pulled over her face and she felt herself being jerked up and led out. Her skin prickled as the chilly early morning air rolled over her skin. After a few minutes she heard a tailgate being pulled down and the grunts and groans when someone lifted and tossed her into the bed. Another set of grunts and groans and Lark felt bare skin pressing against hers that was familiar. Her cheeks burned since she knew who she was up against. Her body was beginning to heat up when she felt a second body up against her back making her the meat in a Winchester sandwich. She heard the tailgate slam shut and felt the engine start and the vehicle pull out.
~DSCWIN~
Christina sat at the red light watching the small amount of traffic drive pass when she had spotted a 1980s Ford truck with a camper shell on the back drive past followed by three black sedans with tinted windows. She watched it for a few more seconds thinking it was strange when she felt her cellphone ring in her pocket.
"Hello?" she answered after pressing a button on the headset she had purchased the day before. The light had turned green making the traffic begin to move again.
"You called?" Bobby's voice was gruff and sounded as though he just woke up.
"Hey Bobby. I'm sorry that I called earlier. But I need you to get here as quickly as you can."
"What happened?"
Christina slowed to a stop when she spotted Dean's Chevy Impala being towed with a police officer following it.
"Dean, Sam and Lark are in trouble. Just spotted Dean's car being towed most likely to an impound lot."
"Balls..." Bobby swore under his breath. "You think you can grab it before they find the compartment?"
"Bet your ass." Christina said making a u-turn and quickly following the police car. "But I need you here ASAP. My bet is they've been taken by some vampires."
"Why you think that?"
"Because Cas showed up in my hotel room a few minutes ago. Said Lark prayed and said she and my brothers were in trouble."
"Balls and Hellfire! Alright I'll be heading your way. What hotel you staying at?"
"Bluebird Motel room 124. Cas' there so you can give him a call and hopefully I'll be able to grab the Impala and get out of there fast."
"Just don't do anythin' stupid."
"Ye, of little faith." Christina said pulling over and hiding her motorcycle in some thick bushes just half a block away from the police station.
"More like yer brothers every day. Just don't go fightin' those vamps by yerself. I'll be there to help tow your bike or the Impala once you pick it up. And we'll go after that nest."
"You got it." she said quickly disconnecting the call before looking over at the police station to see only one patrol car in the parking lot. Since she saw that no other vehicles anywhere near by, and seeing the Impala parked in the back, a plan began to whirl inside her head.