I know it's kind of strange for this, but I won't be on fanfiction for a few days after this so I'm trying to get as much done as possible. Please enjoy this fic. Disclaimer: Supernatural is not own by me. Just Christina. Please comment and Enjoy!

John's POV

The sun was nearly completely risen from the distant hills as all four of us stopped and peered at an barn in the middle of nowhere. We watched as a black Pontiac slid into a spot and the front doors to the barn opened up, showing a man in his late twenties early thirties. But I knew in an instant he was one of those vampires. The driver of the Pontiac climbed out of the car and headed inside the barn hurriedly.

I turned around to walk back to my truck my three kids followed closely behind me. "So why didn't they turn to dust in the sunlight?" Dean asked as we reached our vehicles.

"Hollywood really ruined them." Christina said flipping her ponytail behind her as she began to stretch.

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"It's simple they can go out in the sun but it hurts them like a bad sunburn." I said glaring at the rising sun. "And they do sleep during this time. But it doesn't mean they won't wake up."

"So, how do we kill these bastards?" Dean asked. I looked at him knowing that he get to the 'how to kill' part in Elkins' journal.

"You behead them." I said. "So when we get inside, absolute silence." I watched as Dean and Christina both nodded silently while Sam hesitated, before he nodded. "Great." I walked to the back of my truck and pulled down my the tailgate.

"Dad got an extra machete if you need it." Dean said.

"I'm good," I said and pulled out my row of weapons. I grabbed a large serrated machete and a sheath that I had placed in an organized pile. "Alright, Dean and Sam you go through the front, Christy you come with me."

~V.S.~

The window near the rear of the barn opened silently and I grabbed hold of the edge and peered inside. The room was empty and I pulled myself up feeling my older body groan as I forced my muscles to flex and threw my body through the open window. I felt gravity work as I started to fall closer to the ground. Shit! My mind screamed as I felt my shoulder bang against the table that was placed just below the window. As I landed on the floor of the barn I let out a small groan and a light giggle encircled around me.

"Nice one dad." Christina whispered kneeling beside me. How did she get in without me hearing her? "A little rough on the landing. Want to try that again? I don't think they heard you in the next county."

"Hush," I hissed and she smiled grabbing my hand and helping me to my feet. "Come on." I nodded towards a door that was cracked open. We silently walked towards the door making our footsteps as quiet as possible. The door swung open silently and I saw two of the vampires clearly the leaders and asleep cuddled up close together. I nodded quietly towards Christina who stood at the door the machete in her hand at the ready in case a vampire came into the area.

I inched my way towards the nightstand where the gun sat, careful to make sure the ground beneath me didn't groan. I felt a tickle in the back of my throat as I inched closer. I held my breath and reached out feeling the cold wood of the Colt's handle beneath my fingers when I heard a loud shriek coming from somewhere else in the barn. Instantly the two vampires' eyes shot open. My insides started to freeze when the male leader grabbed my front of my shirt and tossed me towards the door.

Christina quickly bent over and grabbed my arm helping to my feet. We scrambled out of the area towards the window. She helped me towards the window and I rolled out making the same noises as I did when I climbed in. I started to run stopping a moment to late to know that I had just left my daughter, all alone without making sure she had gotten out. I turned my head and saw her running after me her blonde hair swinging back and forth a small trickle of blood sliding down her arm as she brushed passed not shooting me a glance. I almost had the Colt. I nearly lost a daughter. I failed a simple mission to grab a weapon that could end the nightmare that my kids had to face to years.

"Dad! Christy!" Sam and Dean's voice drifted towards the trees as ran closer to our vehicles. We exchange wordless glances before we ran for our vehicles just another mile down the road. There wasn't any footsteps behind us as we ran. But we knew that the vampires will be on us come nightfall. And the worst thing about that, they had gotten a small taste for one of my kids.

End of John's POV

~V.S.~

Christina's POV

I felt my head fall to my left side as the lack of blood to my head started to make me dizzy. It wasn't the first time getting bitten but I knew it was the worst. Dean, Sam and dad were fussing over me like a baby bird as they ran to grab me bandages, towels and what not to stop the bleeding from my neck. I wanted to scream and say stop but I was still too dizzy to care. "How could you leave without making sure she got out, dad?" It was strange hearing Dean yell at Dad. He never raised his voice once while talking to him. Only when he was fighting with Sam.

"She got out, at least." Dad said his voice filling up with guilt. I rolled my eyes as I felt myself being pushed gently towards the pillows. "Take it easy, honey." He said I closed my eyes and opened them up again. Trying to keep dad's face in focus.

"Guys, I'm fine stop...fussing." I said my words sounded slurred to me as I knew it was because of the blood loss. "Just...give me a power bar...and I should be...oh look stars." I felt my eyes rolling in the back of my head as the lack of blood started to take effect. Dad's chuckle was soft and even Dean let out one. "Okay, time to get back up." I said almost as soon as my eye lids fell down. I was sitting up feeling just fine and they looked at me with confusion. "What?"

"You're not a..." nobody could say the word Vampire as if it were a swear word. I shook my head gently knowing any faster would result in a headache.

"No, I'm just a quick healer." I said slowly standing to my feet and headed towards the bathroom to check my neck. The wound was still there, but the blood had stopped spilling out of it. I knew we were only at the hotel for about ten minutes. "If I was a vampire you would not be standing." I said with a sideways smile. Dad and Dean both shrugged.

End of Christina's POV