Arighty, chapter 20…woohoo! Thanks for toleratin me for this long and I hope you guys enjoy the next chapter! And a special thanks to everyone who reviewed!

Sorry about the wait, I had two weeks of art camp in Chicago (YAY!) and they went by so fast. On top of everythin else I've got summer reading for school and Harry Potter 7!!!!!! So bear w/ me here

Ohhhh and guess who accessed the dvd- rom features of SN??? That's right!!!! And omg there's the original script for the pilot! Its soooo weird kripke actually apologized for writing it in the first palce. All I have to say is Sam and Dean's last name was Harrison. (holy crap I'm glad the never shot it)

And another thing, this sites censorship is so retarded, it deleted the word "G!rl" like three times so I'm reading it over like, WTF???

Oh, and a slight refresher, Kate was about to tell Sam her little deal, lets see how this works out…

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Chapter 20

"You May Not Know This, Then Again, Maybe You Might."

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"Alright then, here's the deal…" the vampire looked as Sam with ice cold eyes, "You tell me where the Colt is, and I let one of you boys go."

"And what happens to the other?" Sam asked.

A smirk crept its way across Kate's face, "He gets to stay with me."

"Well that doesn't sound like a very good option. I still don't see why you can't let us both go."

"The other option is you tell me and then I just kill you both," the vampire snarled.

Sam didn't reply.

"Judging by the look on your face," she continued, "I'd say you want the latter. The question now is which brother gets to stay."

"You're acting like it's a good thing." He spat.

"I didn't say it'd be good for you, now its up to you Sammy, either you stay…" she paused and walked over to Dean, who Sam could tell was on the brink of unconsciousness, "…Or dear brother Dean here gets to." Dean flinched at the colt touch of her hand on his shoulder, but couldn't muster the strength to protest.

Sam hesitated, looking from the vampire to his brother, "If I agree to stay, you give me your word he'll go free?"

"Sam…" Dean whispered, his dry throat making his voice extremely hoarse, "No…you can't do this."

"Aw how cute," Kate chuckled, moving away from Dean, "Each one willing to sacrifice himself for the other."

Dean briefly raised his head and caught his brother's eyes, but looked away as he saw the look in them. They told him exactly what Sam was going to do and that there was no way preventing it.

"I'll stay," Sam said softly.

"…Sorry" the vampire mocked, leaning closer to him, "…didn't quite catch that, wanna repeat?"

"I said I'll stay!" Sam repeated angrily, "The gun was stolen by the Yellow-Eyed Demon, but one of Colt's descendants made a new one. That's it. now let my brother go, Kate."

"Son of a B!tch, I knew he'd take it." Kate said to herself when Sam had finished, then she straightened up, ignoring Sam's questioning look as to how she knew the Demon, "Alright, now for my end of the bargain."

She walked over to Dean with an evil grin. A chill went down the hunter's spine; somehow he could tell she wasn't about to let him go.

The language Dean was using in his head would have put a sailor to shame as he tried desperately to think of a way out of his predicament (to put it lightly) but the amount of bl0od he lost was clouding his thoughts.

The vampire came face to face with him and gathering what was left of his strength he stood up straight and narrowed his eyes in a challenging way. In truth he was at least four inches taller than her, but stretching the wound on his chest caused him far too much pain to stand fully upright.

She looked at the two pendants around his neck, paying special attention to the shining silver heart that bore Hannah's name. she fingered it, "You must mean a lot to her." Kate smiled, revealing her fangs.

"Yeah, and you almost killed her, b!tch."

"Oh…" the vampire put on a look of false remorse, "Sorry about that, how's she doing?" Kate asked sarcastically, "Did that hole in her head I gave her give her more room to think, or is she still just as stupid?"

"She's smart enough to get a new Colt to kill you." Dean replied.

Kate tore the necklace off his neck in a rush of anger and sent it skittering away where it landed near Sam's feet, "Well, did she plan on killing you too? Because by the time she gets here you'll be one of us."

"Kate, what about the deal!?" Sam yelled from across the room.

The vampire didn't even turn to look at him, she made a motion with her hand and another vampire appeared in the dim light with a handkerchief in hand, which he quickly shoved it in Sam's mouth and tied it around the struggling hunter's head.

When she was sure Sam wouldn't be able to interrupt, Kate nodded for the other to leave. "You see, Sam" she began, finally turning to acknowledge him with a nasty smirk, "When we made our little bargain, you failed to specify who's idea of freedom you had in mind, so by default the decision went to me."

"You think becoming a slave to bl0odlust for the rest of your life is freedom?" Dean asked, hoping to play the sympathy card.

She turned back to face him, smirk still fixed on her face, "Don't worry about it. Once you get used to it, it can be quite…enjoyable." She looked at Sam hungrily.

Dean looked from his brother to Kate, "Look, I really don't care what you do to me, hell with the stuff I said to you, I thought I'd be dead by now, but if you kill my brother, I promise even vampire me won't want to help you."

Kate's expression didn't change, "Oh I'm not the one who's gonna kill him," She replied innocently, "That'll be your job… remember what I said about bl0odlust. All it takes is one little cut on Sammy…"

She watched the color drain from his face, and decided to twist the knife, "You never wondered why I didn't allow Nelman and the others to feed off you or Sam? You think that if I was going to kill you personally I would have even let you set foot in this warehouse— MY nest!?" she stopped herself and took a breath to calm down, then continued in a much softer tone, "Actually… that was my plan at first… I was going to get the information I needed and let Them have you… but I must admit I like this plan much more."

Dean was utterly disgusted, "You're a—"

"—Sadistic Bitch?" the vampire laughed, "I know, you're brother informed me of that as soon as he got the chance." She paused holding her hand out to the side expectantly. Nelman appeared a few seconds later and placed a silver dagger in it. "Not that I'm saying it isn't true, though…" Her fingers grasped the knife tighter as she brought the blade to her wrist.

Dean looked from the vampire directly in front of him, to his brother's distressed gaze from behind her. Dean knew the look only too well; Sam was definitely blaming himself for this mess. He tried to be reassuring, "Sam, this isn't your fault…we were screwed from the second we took this job." He called hoarsely.

This caught Kate's attention. She looked up from her now profusely bleeding wrist and with her free hand, she seized Dean's chin, forcing him to face her, then leaned closer, "You were screwed the day I caught you scent." She smirked.

He tried vainly to pull away.

"Keep him still," Kate ordered to the darkness and, annoyingly enough, another one of her vampire minions appeared behind Dean. The vampire, who was at least seven inches taller than him, grabbed Dean by the hair and tilted his head backward, leaving his neck exposed and, if not already, quite vulnerable to Kate's fangs.

"You may not know this…" she began but trailed off, thinking better of it, "…Then again, you might… but there are two ways of turning a person." She waited for Dean's look but his expression didn't shift from the hatred he was already emanating. She continued with a shrug, "One, is kissing, a method highly used by vampires, including myself, and is slightly more… satisfying in the sense of attraction. The second method, which most people assimilate vampires to, though it is rarely used anymore, is the traditional biting of the neck, 'going straight for the jugular,' as it's often called, this from is much less put to use because it causes the victim much more pain and we know that pain to a weak human will cause them to scream—bad news if your trying to be stealthy about it. Also, it is extremely messy leaving you and your victim covered in bl0od." She studied Dean, whose expression remained the same. "Why am I telling you all this?" she asked, then answered her own question, "Because, I've decided to give you the luxury of choice."

"Your too kind." He retorted, struggling to free his head from the large vampire's grasp.

She laughed, "It's the least I can do for someone who's being forced to feed off their own brother."

It touched a nerve. The corner of Dean's mouth twitched, "In that case," he started throught his teeth, "Bite all you want, kissing a dirty, sadistic, blo0d sucking b!tch like you would probably make me hurl right into your mouth. Or maybe that would be a good thing."

The large vampire yanked Dean's head back more so that it was tilting painfully farther than naturally intended, and he winced.

Kate wasn't smiling anymore. She brought her lips to her wrist and began drawing the bl0od she would use to turn Dean.

She extracted herself after a few seconds, and her eyes fluttered upward as if she were savoring a rare delicacy. Then, with bl0od oozing out of the corners of her mouth onto her chin, she seized his shoulders, brought her mouth to his neck and in her own words, "went straight for the jugular."

It was a like he was in the middle of a tornado created by pain only there was no, calm eye, only the threshold of his breaking point and she had found it. He Screamed.

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Sorry for the cliffie guys, its my nature XD

Anyway we're getting close- ish to the end so brace yourselves (actually, probably not I just felt like saying that, it'll be at least five more chapters this ends)

Alright, well I'm headin off to Wisconsin for a week so this better hold ya till then

Until next chapter!

—HoD91