Sam gets some much needed help in this one from an old acquaintance.
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Chapter 9
Bobby had discovered a few missing persons in an area twenty miles from the church. There were only a few and it was quite a large town but of the few, three were teenage girls. It was either a human pervert or a vampire with a fetish. The police had picked the former but Bobby's money was on the latter. He had searched for Sam's cattle mutilations too and found some strange deaths in a herd in one of the areas that Sam had highlighted. It wasn't much but it was something. He picked up his phone.
"Sam, I've got something I think. Coupla teenage girls and a few others gone missing in a town not far from you, place is called Haven. Pretty big town though and there are a few big old houses on the outskirts. They could be there somewhere."
"How big is the town?"
"Big, twenty square miles, but the houses round it are scattered. Take too long with just the two of you. I'm gonna call Ellen, she has a coupla hunter friends that owe me so I'm gonna collect. I'll call you back when they're on their way."
"Thanks Bobby. What about the cattle?" Bobby could hear something in Sam's voice and wondered just why the damn cattle were so important.
"Found some right where you thought they'd be. Next state over. Small town name of"….Bobby stopped to check the map again….."Blackwood."
"Bobby can you call Father Thomas, call him off for now. It's getting dark and we can't do much if we loose the light. I'm going to Blackwood. I'll be back in the morning."
"What's in Blackwood?"
"Hopefully someone that can help." Sam said goodbye and hung up. He looked for Blackwood in the map, found it and calculated a rough distance. Probably take him three hours tops to get there. He ran back to the car and headed out.
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It was dark by the time he reached Blackwood; he looked for the gas station in the town, travelling almost all the way through before he found it. He stopped and checked his wallet. Satisfied that he had enough cash he topped off the tank in the car and went inside.
It was a young female clerk behind the counter reading a magazine. She tore her eyes away when he walked in and he caught her checking him out. She must have liked what she saw because she straightened her hair as he walked towards her and smoothed her shirt down. Good.
"Hey" He smiled the friendliest smile that his tired mind could muster.
"Hey." She smiled back and looked out the window. "Nice car, she yours?"
"No, she belongs to my brother." He leant on the counter and followed her gaze out the window.
"What year is she? A '68?" She saw him look up at her. "My brother's a fanatic, I pay attention."
"Mine too. She's a '67. My brother rebuilt her after an accident."
"Made a good job of it. Wouldn't be looking to sell her at all? My brother's looking for one." She dragged herself back from the window and checked him over again. Sam twitched nervously. This was so Dean's territory.
"That would be a no. My dad gave her to him. He'd never part with her."
"Oh well if he changes his mind. Was it just the gas or can I get you something else?" Her smile and the question were heavy with suggestion. Must have been a slow day. When I find Dean I gotta bring him back here, he'll just love you.
"No just the gas thanks." He paid her and turned as if to walk away then stopped a questioning look on his face. "Say do you know of any farms that are up for lease in the area? My brother and I were looking for someplace to rent."
"Not that I know of. The Johnston farm was up for rent but someone took that a couple of months back. Hasn't been anything else in a while. There are a couple of apartments above the diner on Harrison Street if you're interested. I could show you if you like?" She lent over and ran her fingers over his hand. Sam blushed. God she's forward, definitely need to bring Dean back. "Thanks, I might take you up on that. Don't suppose you know who rented the farm do you?"
"A group of people, don't know any names though, they come in here a bit."
Sam pushed his luck. "One of them wouldn't be a girl about your height and build, long dark hair, real pale skin?"
The clerk smile faded. "Why?" He could hear the wariness in her voice now and tried to rescue the situation.
"I past a bunch of people in the town. She caught my eye, just thought it might be them, but it's ok. Thanks." He turned to leave hoping she would bite.
"Yeah if she's with them then that's them. She doesn't come in as much as the rest though."
Sam smiled; finally he'd caught a break. "Don't suppose you could give me directions to the farm, I'd be really grateful." She wasn't the only one that could put suggestion into a statement. He flashed his best smile and she smiled back. "Sure." She wrote them down for him.
"Thanks." He held the paper up and then almost ran for the car only noticing when he got in that she'd written her number on the paper as well. Desperate much.
He turned the car and headed back the way he had come, trying to read her scrawl and drive at the same time. It couldn't be this easy to find her. Surely his luck wasn't going to hold for once.
He followed her directions until he came to the road to the farm. Stopping the car he got out to open the gate. He had reached for the bolt when he realised that he wasn't alone.
"This here's private property." Sam turned and faced the vampire that was standing behind him. He'd never thought that he'd be pleased to come face to face with a vampire.
"I've come to see her, I need her help. I'm Sam."
"Well Sam, which her would you be referring to?" The vampire moved between him and the gate forcing Sam to step back.
"Lenore."
"You're a hunter." He was in Sam's face now.
"Yeah, and you're a vampire but we're both still breathing and I'm unarmed." Sam raised his arms and turned around. "Please just tell her I'm here, I need to see her."
The vampire studied him then shrugged and walked round to the passenger side of the car. "Get in." He opened the door and climbed in. Sam followed. The drive to the farmhouse wasn't long but Sam was glad when he saw the building loom in front of them.
"Stay here, I'll fetch her." Sam nodded and waited drumming his fingers impatiently on the wheel. He watched the farmhouse door open and there she was. Lenore. He got out of the car and approached her. She was thinner than he remember, her skin paler if that was possible.
She smiled at him. "Sam Winchester. It's been a while. What brings you all the way down here?"
"I need your help." She noted the desperate tone in his voice, could taste the fear in him.
"With what?"
"I'm trying to track a group of vampires, we know which town they're in but it's a big one. I was hoping that you'd help me find them."
The male vampire interrupted. "Why? So that you can hunt them down and kill them."
Sam turned to him. "Yes."
He turned back to Lenore. "They took Dean. I have to find them before it's too late."
"How long's he been gone?" Her face showed concern; Sam hoped that that was good.
"Almost three days now."
She shook her head. "Then you're too late. He'll be dead already or they'll have turned him." She went to walk back into the house. He grabbed her arm, turning her. She stopped her companion as he went to intervene. Sam dropped his grip.
His voice was full of pain when he spoke. "They hunted him down Lenore. They wanted him. Killed a whole bunch of people to get our attention and then they only took him when they could have gotten all of us. He's not dead. They needed him for something. Just him."
She hesitated. Looking at his face she remembered how kindly he'd treated her and how Dean had protected her from the other hunter. She sighed. "I'll help you find them but that's it. I am after all still a vampire, besides if we help you kill them other will hunt us down."
"Fine, I just need to find where he is."
"Fine. Wait in the car."
Sam felt the relief wash over him as he got in the car. I'm coming Dean, just be alright when I get there. Hold on for me.
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He drifted.
They had come in and forced him to eat more of whatever the hell they were stuffing down his throat. He could feel someone at his arm, probably more blood being put in. He felt a hand on his forehead.
He drifted.
The pain woke him but they weren't hurting him, this was something else. Low voices. More people touching him. He tried to open his eyes but they wouldn't obey. He was cold, too cold. He shivered. Was this Kate's doing? Was this stage four? He was so damn cold.
He drifted.
More voices. Something about the transfusions? Helena's voice. Helena's hands.
He drifted.
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Bobby jumped as his phone rang and tried to answer it before the nurses caught him.
"Bobby, its Sam. Listen did you call Ellen yet?"
"Yeah, just waiting on her calling me back. What's up?" There was something different about Sam's voice.
"Call her back and ask her to forget it." Hope. That's what it was. Sam had hope in his voice.
"Why? We need more people to find him Sam, we can't do this on our own, it'll take too long."
"Bobby, I've got help, just call them off ok?"
"What kinda help? Sam what have you done?" Sam could hear the worry in Bobby's tone.
"Bobby it's alright. I haven't done anything stupid I promise."
"Yeh, I've heard that from a Winchester before you know. Won't you need help with the nest when you find them?"
"Yes, but the hunters won't like who I've got helping me. They'll try to kill her and I need her Bobby. She'll find him faster than any hunter could."
"Sam? Just who the hell was in Blackwood? Are you getting help from a damn vampire?"
"Bobby, just trust me, please?"
There was a long pause before Bobby answered. "You heading to Haven?"
"On my way as we speak."
"Sam…..be careful."
"Always Bobby. I'll call when we get there."
Bobby finished the call and flipped open his phone again.
He spoke before Father Thomas could even say hello. "James, its Bobby. I need you to come get me."
He listened as the priest voiced his concerns about that course of action.
"Either you come get me or I limp out of here but either way I'm going to help Sam. He's gone after them. We know where they are. An hour? Thanks James."
Bobby closed the phone and hesitated before he called Ellen not sure if he was doing the right thing. Sighing he flicked the phone back open and hit the speed dial.