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Chapter Seven

"It's short for Winifred, but I hate it. So call me Fred, I'm begging you." she smiled sweetly. "So what the hell happened? Last I remember those cannibal things were all over me."

"We don't know, it's kind of why we're still her, Fred." Sam answered.

"Autumn, you can answer real questions right? I mean you don't let Mr. Jolly Green answer everything for you." Fred asked with the hint of a smirk.

"Nah, he's the brains of the operation, the brawn isn't here right now, I'm the beauty. They pay me to stand here and look pretty."

"Damn, girl! Can I get your job? I'd follow Sammy here around and look pretty." Fred shifted trying to sit herself up.

"Let me help you." Autumn cranked the bed up propping Fred into a sitting position. "Better?"

"Yea. You got my family too right? My folks and baby brother?"

"No, Fred, we only found you. We were poking around this old farm, and you were lying out back." Autumn answered her.

"Son of a bitch. They still have them." she threw back her cover and swung her legs over the side of the bed.

"Just sit still." Sam forced her back.

"Tell us everything you remember, we'll go after your family." Autumn said gentler. Fred looked between the two hunters before sighing.

"We go camping for Dusty's birthday, every year. We're both home schooled, and our parents work full time jobs from the house. We see so much of each other on business that we never really talk about anything, you know normal. So Dad's great idea is to come out here to Okie, and find a pinprick of a town to hunker down in for a week. Dusty's out hiking or whatever when we'd been out for two days, comes back with this chick. Pretty, not stop traffic pretty, but the 'just seen a ghost' pale skin, and the big dark eyes, and black hair, she was wearing this leather biker jacket. Really put off the I could kick your ass without breaking a sweat vibe. Guess what! She could."

"Yea, we know her kind." Sam nodded sagely.

"She left late that night, came back the next night with some buddies. Dad had a little rifle, just enough to scare off a normal person, fired a few shots when the freaks started to get aggressive. It didn't do anything to them. The bullets hit but nothing happened. That's not normal is it?" Fred asked fear starting to take hold of her voice.

"For what they are, it's very normal." Autumn acknowledged.

"What are they?" Fred pressed.

"Vampires." Sam said tactless.

"You don't look like Buffy, Autumn."

"No, I've got more respect for myself than to walk around with a dogs name." Fred gave a short bark of laughter before wincing.

"That hurt." Sam nodded.

"Doc says you have some broken ribs. You'll be fine, sore but fine."

"Can you get my family back?" she asked closing her eyes.

"We know how to deal with vampires, yes." Autumn sat on the edge of Fred's bed and grabbed the button to the morphine. "Here, this'll make it better." she pressed the button.

"Oh… ooo." Fred was quiet a moment. "You need to know where they are?"

"That would be helpful." Autumn agreed.

"Where's the yellow brick road?" Fred giggled. Sam shook his head and looked to Autumn.

"She would have been okay a few minutes longer, ya know?"

"I've been in that pain before." Autumn pointed to Fred. "Give her an hour she'll talk."

"If you're wrong Dean's going to wring your neck."
"Oh this is awesome I'm invisible." Fred was cackling now.

"They may want to check her dosage." Sam advised.

Dean and Marc kept out of sight. They crept around the barns, hid behind the scattering of trees, and watched as the clueless men the city had sent out at this late hour to investigate the 'crime' scene, did what they were paid to do. Dean kept a close eye on Marc, he was getting trigger happy, at the first sign of a possible vampire Marc would be waving that machete strapped around his waist like a mad man.

"Hello, Marc." Dean swore inwardly as they both spun around taking on battle stances to face the woman behind them. "I thought, you learned your lesson last time."

"Lexi, I thought I killed you last time." Marc's voice dripped with his hatred for the woman before him. She had shocking green hair, her eyes were the color of storm clouds and eager for blood, she smirked and put her hands to her hips. As she moved two men stepped out of the shadows on either side of her.

"You should know better, Marc." She moved forward eyes raking over them both, Dean waited for he to make the first move. The number one rule in fights is: never make the first move, and he sure as hell wasn't going to break it. "But, I must thank you for bringing me a Winchester. Kate, will love that." her head tilted at an odd angle as she looked Dean over. "He's a delicious morsel isn't he, boys?" Her lackeys chuckled like a couple of baboons. Lexi turned her back to them and Marc struck. His blade swept clean through her neck severing her head.

"I know I killed you this time." he smirked kicking her head when it rolled to him. Dean dropped his bow freeing his machete and leaping over the fallen body at the other vampires. Marc joined him, removing the heads of the other men. They couldn't have them going back to their leader.

"Marc, do that again and your head will roll." Dean warned.

"That was too easy." Marc ignored him squatting down to search the bodies. "Vampires aren't supposed to fall so easy." He found an empty flask, some money, and a couple of small knives, and a .45 all of which he pocketed.

"Let's get out of here." Dean cast a weary look around. "No body else is here." Marc looked out where the cops had been and even they were leaving, not having noticed the new dead bodies behind the shed.

"Sir, don't worry about your son. He's safe, I'll keep an eye on him until you can get here." Athena vowed. Jimmy danced at her feet, while she leaned into the wall and spoke with his dad.

"Thank you, we've been so worried." that had to be the millionth time he'd thanked her.

"Its not a problem, I'm just glad he found me."

"We'll be there as soon as possible, thanks again Miss Hyde." Athena shut her phone and looked at Jimmy.

"Your parents will be here in about two days, you have until then to prove to me that this is my kind of problem." Jimmy looked confused for a beat before nodding.

"Sure, dude." he gave her a broad grin. "But how do I do that?"

"Come on grasshopper, I'll show you the fountain of knowledge."

Jimmy followed her like a love sick pup back to the library. She set him up out of the way with a few books on voodoo, and satanic rituals, before going to sit in front of Jen. To the woman's credit she managed to ignore Athena's presence for fifteen minutes. Fifteen minutes of the most annoying noises Athena could muster. She was halfway through burping her alphabet when Jen gave in.

"What, Daemon?"

"Will is going to Canada." she told Jen.

"No he's not, I already had this conversation once today." Jen folded her arms on the table, taking a no nonsense pose.

"Okay," Athena started to stand and leave before dropping one last bit of information. "Oh and I'm babysitting a runaway all of Georgia has been looking for since New Years."

"Teenie sit." Jen ordered, Athena didn't hesitate. She had found bargaining grounds and wasn't going to surrender them. "Explain the runaway." The blonde launched into explanation of Jimmy's sister, and why he'd come here, she finished up by telling Jen that he'd be leaving when his folks got off their plane in roughly two days. "You can't keep a kid here, Athena. Kids and big drunks with bigger guns don't mix. If he were a little older, maybe but," Jen craned her neck to see Jimmy pouring over a text book ferociously taking notes. "That child looks like a hafling. Why don't you give him a short sword named Sting and send him off to kill a dragon?"

"First of all, Bilbo wasn't supposed to kill the dragon, he was supposed to steal from it. Second, he had a dagger not a short sword, and third, dude dragon's don't exist any more. Come on, get with the times, Jenny."

"Teenie, you can't just set him up like this. You're giving him hope that his sister's death wasn't just a cruel joke gone horribly wrong or a twisted joy ride for sick minds." Jen let worry seep into her voice but not enough to soften the razor sharp edge of seriousness.

"Jen, sometimes its good to pretend things aren't as bad as they really are." Athena argued.

"But its always wrong. Life is what it is and the sooner the boy realizes that the better off he'll be."

"But that's why we do what we do right? To at least make it so a few kids don't have to go through what he's going through." Jen nodded. "No matter where the evil is?" again Jen agreed. "Then Willy is going to Canada, and doing our work there too." Athena packed all the finality in that statement as she could swinging herself to her foot and planting her crutches under her arms. "Nice play with ya, Jen." she grinned hopping away.

Will was sitting with Jimmy, when Athena go back to him. The native had an arm around the boys shoulder and was talking in a low whisper pointing at something on the page in front of the boy. She stopped to watch this for just a moment, she hadn't seen Will with kids before, at least never outside of a rescue. She was shocked to see him so comfortable with one.

"Athena!" Jimmy looked up grinning. "Mr. Raining says that I'm right, it does sound too fishy to be human." Athena locked eyes with Will and he smirked at her.

"Did you talk to Jen?"

"Yea, you're going to Canada. I might catch shit about it for the next five years but you're going." Will's eyes thanked her before breaking contact and going back to the book. "So, what do you have Jimmy?"

"Voodoo, sounds good, but Mr. Raining says that stuff don't cause a lot of hunter uproar. Isn't that cool? That you guys are called hunters? It's so simple and perfect!" the boy was practically bouncing in his chair.

Fred had fallen back to sleep, not before Dean had wrestled a few details about where she was being held captive out of her. It was ebbing on dawn when the four crashed into their own beds, John curling up between Autumn and Dean. For a spur of the moment thing searching the farm had been very productive. It seemed to Dean that he'd only just closed his eyes when Autumn's phone was ringing. She slapped the bedside table trying to find the source of offense.

"Hello?" she asked, groggily pushing herself past Dean's arms and into a semi sitting position.

"Autty, Autty, Autty." Athena clucked on the other end. "Here it is 8:30 and you're still asleep. What'd you do last night?… NO wait don't tell me. I really don't want to hear about your adventures between the sheets with Dino."

"Ha ha, Teenie Weenie. What's up?"

"Camp has been taken over by gay feminist monkeys and they ran Duck up the flag post." Athena answered with too much pep and cheer for this hour.

"Throw Will outside, he speaks their language."

"As in he's not fully evolved or is that a crack on his ancestry?"

"The first one. So why are you really calling?" Autumn yawned.

"Who is it?" Dean asked swinging and arm over his eyes.

"My sister, go get dressed." Autumn instructed covering the mouth piece.

"What do you know about Voodoo?"

"The kit I bought in high school didn't work."

"Okay, when you get back we might be headed for Georgia." Athena told her.

"Why?"

"A kid showed up and his sister was killed. We're researching, mostly to keep him busy and out of the bar, but there might be foul play here, and if so" she trailed off.

"And if nothing else it'll get us away from the Resort to freelance for a while." Autumn agreed. "When we get back we'll head to Georgia. How's your leg?"

"Itching like crazy. I can't wait to get this damn cast off. It's driving me up the flippin' wall." the younger woman answered frustrated.

"That means it's healing, dah-ling. Just don't stick anything down there, this time."

"Yea, yea, I won't. How long you think you'll be out?"

"Just long enough." John nudged her legs trying to push her out of bed. "Sis, we got in early this morning, I need to get moving before I drop dead. I'll call you when I get the chance."

"Watch your back. No one gets to kill you before me."

"Same for you, Squirt." Athena laughed on the other end before hanging up.

"I'll take John, and get the boys up." Dean offered, already dressed and playing with his hair in the mirror.

"Okay." Autumn stole a kiss. "I'll get ready and then we'll go find some stiff coffee."