Dean, Sam and Lark have been captured by Vampires. The Impala is stuck in a police station's impound lot. What would happen next knowing the three hunters have been captured by Vampires?
Chapter Eleven
The road had now become bumpy as Lark felt herself being flung into the air and landed hard on an arm that she guessed was Sam's since her front was against Dean's back. Both her and Sam groaned in pain.
"Sorry." she whispered rolling off and trying to carefully lift her burlap sack over her head without hurting Sam or Dean more with her movements. She felt something catch on her sack and she bend her knees sliding down slowly as to remove the sack over her head. The truck she was in not only contained a shirtless Sam and Dean, but also noticed the windows were covered with paper that seemed to be peeling. She looked around seeing the yellowed paper began to peel as they were exposed to the light. She stopped on a piece of paper that was flapping on the shell's door. Knowing that was her only way to look to see what was going on, Lark decided to unhood Dean to see if he was still awake or if he was unconscious.
As the hood was gently pulled off she saw that Dean's eyes were partly open and there was dried blood down along his nose. Her heart seemed to break as she looked at him knowing he must have been beaten up as to get any information on why they were there and if there were more hunters out looking for them.
"Dean?" Lark's voice quivered as she carefully managed to get him to move his eyes and look at her. His mouth parted more when another bump and a slam of the breaks brought everything to a stand still and Lark fell back on her arm.
"Anyone of you need to pee?" a man asked from inside the cab of the truck. Without waiting for a response he let out a chuckle and left the truck. Several more doors opened and Lark braved a peek out of the small opening in the paper of the camper shell to see what was outside.
Dusty farm lands spread out all around her as she now had to squint as the sun slowly rose above the horizon.
"Did...they hurt you?" Dean's voice was a little raspy but other wise still the same.
"No, they just splashed cold water on me." Lark said trying to keep the heat from her cheeks from heating her face since she was half naked in front of them. But knew it couldn't be helped.
"How's Sammy?"
"Sam..." Came a weakened reply followed by a soft groan. "Where are we? I can't see."
"We're just at some empty farmlands." Lark said managing to sit up and look out further. She saw their captures walking a little out of the way pointing at something off in the distance and figured they couldn't escape with their hands tied up or in the shape they were in. "Dean, can you see what's binding my wrists together?"
"Yeah..." Dean grunted and slowly rolled over taking the burlap sack off his brother seeing the same bruises over his ribs and even some on his cheek. Dean shook away his anger as he looked at what was around Lark's wrists. "Looks like they used metal cord." he said and Sam and Lark could hear the anger in his voice. "We're gonna be hating life if we don't get these off of us."
"Why?"
"Because they're rusty, and it's cutting into your skin." Dean said as he peered over her shoulder and out the back door. "Get down quick."
Lark laid down knowing that they would be caught as their bags had been taken off. But nobody came in and checked on them. The movement of the truck clearly told them that someone had just gotten back into the cab and the vibrating of the movement told them they were on their way to the Vampire's safe house.
"See if you can get a hold of Cas..." Dean said wincing when the bump had gotten rougher as the truck picked up speed.
"I already did. I told him to get to Christy. She should know to get us some help. I don't believe she'll plan on rescuing us by herself."
~DSCWIN~
Back at the police station, Christina had been able to sneak into the impound lot staying close to the edge watching the cameras that moved back and forth. After studying the movements she knew when to move toward the Impala without being caught. As the cameras were moving away from where she was standing she rushed towards a small canopy directly underneath the first camera and dropped to the ground making herself as small as possible. She silently prayed for the good fortune of wearing a dark jacket as she heard the cameras moving away. She waited for just a second before rushing towards the Impala and jumping quickly inside the passenger side door.
The keys to the Impala were dangling in the ignition and she knew now that whatever happened to her brothers and friend was quick since she knew Dean would never leave his keys inside the car. She braved a look and watched as a security guard walked around the corner and stood there before lighting up a cigarette. Her heart thumped in her chest as she peered at him watching the small orange glow from his cigarette slowly eat away towards the man's mouth.
She had to think of what she should do and prayed that the compartment of weapons hadn't been disturbed. But she hadn't been that far behind the police and the tow truck so there was a good chance that her fears were not needed. However as she continued to lay there in the vehicle waiting for the man to finished his second cigarette, her phone began to ring in her hands. "Shit." she hissed as she quickly answered the call on her headset. "Hello?" she answered in a harsh whisper.
"Christina, why aren't you back yet?" Castiel's voice sounded worried and Christina saw that she had been gone for nearly an hour.
"Dealing with a small problem, Cas." Christina answered watching the man who was smoking his cigarette dropped his butt and was now heading towards the Impala to inspect it. "Shit...Cas, I gotta go. I'll be there as soon as I can. Don't worry. Bobby is on his way. Then once he's there we'll be heading out to find Sam, Dean and Lark."
She quickly disconnected the call before shutting off her phone. She didn't want to have Castiel accidentally call her as she positioned herself underneath the steering wheel and grabbing hold of the keys. Closing her eyes as she could hear the officer's footsteps getting closer and knew it was now or she would never be able to get out of there alone.
"Hello?" the officer's voice made her freeze as he had stopped just a few feet away from the car. "Yeah, I'm still here...Don't worry I already got rid of the clothes. In fact I just lit them on fire so there's no evidence that anyone's been in the cells...I'm just about to take the car and destroy it now actually."
Christina swallowed hard, before she turned on the Impala and jumped into the driver's seat. The officer was only fifteen feet away from the back bumper as she pulled it into reverse and barely missed him. He had dropped his cell phone and pulled out his service piece. Two shots rang out shattering the driver's and passenger's side window causing glass to fly her way and cut into Christina's face while the other entered her shoulder making her nearly crash into a small security hut. She sped off pushing back the tears that had welded up in her eyes as the sounds of gunshots slowly faded into nothing.
Hot searing pain spread over the wounds as she continued to drive while glancing into the side mirrors, finding that the police officer was running towards his police cruiser to follow her. When she looked into the rear view mirror to access the wounds to her face she was surprised the cuts had vanished, leaving only the faintest of scars. She had checked the back to see if Castiel was inside but found the seat empty. The bleeding from her arm felt like it had stopped but she couldn't check on it because she now saw the flashing lights of the cop car in the distance. Picking up the speed, Christina drove faster as she noticed the lights gaining up on her. She had to find somewhere to hide and fast.
Christina noticed an old abandoned drive-in near the side and quickly pulled in thanking every angel that could hear her that it was asphalt and not dirt. She pulled in and parked along the side of the concession stand out of sight from the road. The police siren blew past her and vanished quickly minutes later and Christina let out a triumphant sigh of relief before taking off her sweatshirt and looking down at her arm. The bullet had indeed entered her upper arm but she saw it sticking slightly out of her skin, but the wound itself had magically healed itself over it. She gently punched her fingers on top of the bullet shooting a small amount of pain inside but she did managed to pry it out of her skin. The hole that was left didn't bleed just remained an open wound she knew eventually needed to be patched.
She decided it was safe for her to turn on her phone and once it was fully operational again, her phone started to ring again. Christina answered it while she slowly drove the Impala out into the street and into the light traffic keeping her eyes ready for movement at any sign of a police cruiser.
"Hello?" she answered puling the Impala into a dark garage at some apartments before turning off the car.
"Kid, what the Hell did you do?" Bobby's voice was full of fury and Christina knew he must have been listening to the police scanner on his tow truck.
"You shouldn't be so angry Bobby...I did what needed to be done." she said climbing out of the car and sped walked to her hotel a couple of blocks away. "Besides, your heart can't take it."
"Not in a joking mood here, Christina." he snarled and she knew she was in serious trouble as he first said her full name and thought it better to keep her mouth shut. "Just heard on the scanner you stole your brother's car from the impound lot. Care to explain to me how that's not a dumb-ass idea?"
"Because if I hadn't, the car would have been destroyed. The weapon compartment would have been ransacked and Dean would forever hate my living guts if I told him his car had been made into a small metal cube."
There was a long sigh over the other end as Christina walked to her hotel door trying to look inconspicuous as she tried to unlock it while still talking with Bobby.
"Just tell me nothing happened to his car."
"I wish I could." she stated walking in to find Castiel laying on the bed his eyes closed, but she knew he wasn't asleep by the way his eyes snapped opened when the door snapped shut. "But don't worry, it's an easy fix. Just need to purchase two replacement windows for his front driver and passenger windows."
"Well, Dean won't be too happy to hear that." Bobby stated and she could hear a smile spreading across his face. "Just stay put now. I'm almost there."
"I'll be here. I just hope we're not too late."
~DSCWIN~
Lark felt the truck stop with a jolt sending all three into each other and the random items that littered the bed. For several tough moments Lark tried to see what she could use as a landmark when she felt something sharp enter the back of her neck.
The feeling was similar to what she felt after the drinks and wondered what they had used on her and the brothers. Her body felt like it was floating as she watched the top of the truck change into gray clouds and scattered blue skies.
"Welcome to your new home." a voice said.
Lark couldn't understand where that voice was coming from. Her mind tried to remain focused as she was taken inside a dusty dwelling. Her mind cleared slightly as she was roughly shoved into a chair her wrists untied and then tied to the chair arms.
"What did you do them?" she demanded seeing that Sam and Dean weren't with her. Her mind clearing up quickly.
"You know the saying 'never put all your eggs in the same basket?" the voice belonged to the vampire with the cold eyes. "Well we don't want to have any rescue attempts to be easy. Because now if we get attacked, even if your other friends or hunters come and attack our three locations you all will be either dead..." he leaned in close and licked her neck and she felt something pinch it slightly. "Or you'll be changed."
Lark shivered as the man left the room. From somewhere deep in the house Lark could hear Dean's curses as he was now separated from his brother and Lark. Lark grinned knowing he was as tough as nails, but as she sat there by herself and seeing the sun slowly fill up the room, she wondered if destiny was stopping her from leaving Dean for good.
The bedroom door opened and the bartender from the night before walked in holding a small plate with fresh fruits and a bottle of uncapped water. She looked hideous in the early morning light as she walked in with a dark smile on her face.
"You?" Lark asked surprised and the woman nodded her head. She set the food and water on a small end table that she had pulled closer from the severely moth eaten bed.
"Oh come on now. I knew you three were hunters from the moment you three entered the bar. So I got myself ready for your drinks. Your blood smelt tasty but I couldn't attack you there. Had to give you that cocktail to disorient you. Then we had our buddies at the police station bring you to the station before we came and picked you three up."
"You're not going to hurt us." Lark said trying to hide the fear that tickled the back of her throat. "We didn't come alone. You'll be begging for your life before the sun hits noon."
The woman laughed as she shoved an apple slice into Lark's mouth. "Keep dreaming, hunter." the woman snarled her eyes darkening as her fangs began to slide out of her gums. Lark almost chocked on the apple slice as she watched the woman since this was the closest she had ever been to a vampire's mouth in all her years of hunting. She had always been smart and cunning and used a few tricks she learned and perfected over the years to stop the vamp before they got this close enough to bite. But the heat from the vampire's mouth made her skin prickle and her fear bubbled deep inside her. I just hope Christy can make it; she thought as the vampire shoved another apple slice into her mouth.
~DSCWIN~
The Impala flew down the interstate making Christina happy that the early morning Saturday resulted in the most people sleeping in. Her eyes were narrow as Bobby expertly began to dip knife blades and the tips of crossbow bolts he had taken from the back of Christina's truck into a large mason jar of Dead Man's Blood he had gotten from a secret colleague.
Bobby had only arrived and managed to take three large gulps of the hotel coffee when Christina forced Castiel and him out of the hotel and into the Impala. She had a feeling she needed to drive in the same direction she saw the truck and sedans go and figured if Castiel got another prayer he'd be able to tell where to go next.
"Mind slowing down a bit?" Bobby questioned as he carefully placed the lid of jar of Dead Man's Blood and placed the newly dipped blades and bolts into a specially designed holder to allow them to dry. "Man you drive like your brother."
"Sorry, I don't want to waste any more time." Christina said glancing back at Castiel who had his eyes closed and his brow was furrowed. "Anything?"
"They're somewhere near a dirt road." Castiel said trying to search for more sign of their friends.
"Let's just hope this is the right dirt road." She said pulling off the side when she spotted an old house in the distance behind a grove of trees. "Because I would hate to waste anymore time trying to find them."