Trying to pump out this story as quickly as possible without totally blowing the story. Please comment and Enjoy! Again I don't own supernatural just to Christina.
Dean's POV
I sat on the hood of my car waiting for dad and Christina to show back up. I heard the passenger side door open and close and I turned to see Sam who sat down next to me. "How's our passenger?" I asked him as he sat down.
"She's still pretty out of it." he answered glancing over his shoulder. "Keeps mumbling 'Luther'. I guess he's her-"
"Boyfriend, lover, mate." I interrupted bending to look through the windshield. "I hope that dead man's blood doesn't make her sick. If she pukes I'll make her clean it up."
"It's good that your priorities are in check, bro." Sam said smacking me in the shoulder. I was going to slug him back when I felt my cellphone buzz in my pants pocket.
"Hello?" I asked, since I was in the process in standing up to stretch my legs.
"Just calling to see where you're at?" It was dad's voice.
"We're just off the highways. Route 141." I said glancing at the road signs.
"Okay we'll be there in about ten. Find some firewood."
"Yes sir." I said automatically. I turned around and I saw Sam's eyes fight against the eye roll. I ended our call and slipped my cellphone into my pocket.
"What does dad want us to do now?" He asked shifting his weight slightly on the hood.
"Collect some firewood." I said turning towards some woods and started to treck a little ways just to pick up a few pieces of timber.
End of Dean's POV
~V.S.~
John's POV
I had just hung up my cellphone and was driving down the highway when I glanced over at my daughter. Her face was turned away from me her eyes moving with the passing scenery. I cleared my throat and I saw her jump slightly as if she had forgotten she was in the car with me instead of Sam and Dean.
"So," I started leaning back rolling my shoulders to get a better grip on the wheel. "How's life been for you?"
"Okay." She said her voice soft and quiet. "Just living life to the fullest."
"Seems like a good idea." I agreed. I saw her sigh and look up at me.
"Look, I can tell you're not used to having a girl in your life," I felt my face fall. "But you do now realize I'm an adult, I have things that run through my mind that don't need to be given to the light of day." She rubbed her face before letting out another sigh.
"You're not gonna tell even your brothers?" I asked making her smile.
"Yeah they're my brothers and you're my dad but my life isn't an open book."
"Are you sure you don't want to tell me why you insisted on killing-"
"He killed my friend a few years ago. When I started hunting. Also he was the one that bit me back at the barn when we tried to get the Colt."
"I see," I glanced back at the road and turned off the highway. Soon we were heading down a country road.
"You tell anyone about this, I will end you." I had to laugh as I stared at her eyes which were sparkling. For a brief second I saw my Mary sitting there.
"You remind me so much of her. I"m sorry you must get tired of hearing that."
"Not really. Sam and Dean tell me that not everyday but it's implied by how they look at me." She let out a small chuckle then winced at her bite on her neck.
"So explain to me why you haven't changed."
"Hollywood really did a number on these fellas." She said shaking her head. "Vampires bite the neck to weaken their prey then if they want them to join them they make the person to drink some of their blood."
I thought back to Elkins' journal. "So you have to drink their blood to become a vampire." I stated to make sure I was getting the right information across. She simply nodded and sat up.
"There they are." She said fixing her hair. I slowed to a stop and I saw Sam bending near the front of the car and Dean was nowhere to be seen. Suddenly Dean appeared just out of some trees with an armful of large sticks and logs.
End of John's POV
~V.S.~
Dean's POV
The stuff stunk as the sticks crackled behind us. Christina and Sam moved the vampire into dad's truck. "This stuff stinks." I said taking a whiff of a bag dad had handed to me, while Sam started to patrol the area while Christina walked up and jumped on the hood of the impala. "What's this for anyways?"
"To block yours and the girl vamps scent. At least for a little bit." Dad said wincing and tossing the bag into the flames. I nearly threw up as the strong sink entered my nose causing my stomach to twist. The sun was slowly dying down and the flames were reduced to embers. I watched as dad bent down to scoop up some of the sticky ashes and rubbed it around his face and neck. Sam, Christina and I followed. "Now what?" I asked dad as he walked to his truck. Christina climbed into the back of the Impala pulling on a long dark sweater as she did.
"We go for the colt. You three go back grab the Colt and find me. The girl will draw out the leader." Dad smiled at us as he jumped in his truck. He was gone before me or Sam could ask him to stop or change his mind.
"Alright then," I said slapping Sam's shoulder and tossing a large pile of dirt to smother the embers. "Let's get going." I watched as Sam rolled his eyes. Still trying to butt heads with dad? What is with this kid? I thought as we climbed into my car and drove towards the barn.
End of Dean's POV
