A/N: Well, this story is moving waaaaay to slow so I'm going to try and speed things up a bit I want to get to a bit of Sam fluff at the end of this story and I can't get there until I go tango with Vamps.

Chapter Nine

"You realize you thought you had it before too, and it turned to be a total bust." Marc reminded her. Autumn fixed her eyes on him making him wish he could sink through the car seat.

"We, we thought we had it." she corrected him fiddling with the rearview mirror. "And it wasn't a total bust, we found Winifred."

"So how'd you get General Dean to let you out without him?"

"He's not my keeper, Marc, and he doesn't exactly know we're headed for a drive by." Autumn answered wondering if maybe she should have been a little clearer on what it was she and Marc were going out to do. There were a million different things that could go wrong and they'd have absolutely no back up, and she knew Marc was antsy to get these blood suckers.

"Are you sure he isn't your keeper, because whatever he says you pretty much do? Like when we found Fred you didn't argue at all about being told to stay by the house. When we'd go out with Red or Will you fought them at every turn."

"That was different." Mostly because she didn't find it adorable when they barked out orders, but she wasn't telling Marc that. Instead she put more pressure on the accelerator and gunned it toward their new suspected hide out.

The signs that had once declared the rowdy bar the Devil's Playpen were gone. The few small windows had been boarded over and the parking lot behind the place had array of 'abandoned' cars. The phone service had been discontinued, Autumn knew from her phone call that afternoon. The costumer parking in front what littered with broken glass shards that sparkled in the little light still provided by the dipping sun.

"What do you think?" she asked Marc. He we pressed against the passenger window peering at the cars.

"See that beat up station wagon?" Autumn slowed the Mustang so she could get a look at the vehicle in question.

"Yea?"

"That was Lexi's, pre-vamp ride." Autumn sped back up to the speed limit, intent on turning on the first side road she found and hightailing it back to the motel.

"You knew Lexi before she became a vampire?" Marc nodded leaning back into his seat and closing his eyes. "How?"

"It was before you guys came out to the Resort. The nest had been off the radar for almost six years, they disappeared right after killing my mom, and then just showed up one day. So Will, Jen, Red, and I suit up and head out. We met this really sweet girl, about Jen's age, she was full of information. Loved the supernatural, at least as it was in print, she starts following us around. Will and I were trying to talk Red into bringing her home with us, she was great. I don't know Autumn, it all happened so fast. She was in our Motor home, and we were ambushed. They messed us up pretty good and took Lexi, as soon as we were able to we went after her but it was too late. We took out as many as we could, got their meals to a hospital, once we were sure they hadn't been turned. Before we left we burned the damn place down, Lexi and some of the others were inside not dead but not capable of moving again yet, we really did a number on them." he was quiet a long time and Autumn wasn't sure what to say to make it okay. "We have to keep Fred in the hospital, she can't get caught in the cross fire like Lexi did, it's not fair."

"Fred will be fine, she's not getting out anytime soon." she leaned forward and turned on the radio to kill the silence that followed.

"Where'd you go?" Dean asked looking up from some black 'n' white horror film on the TV screen.

"Out." Autumn answered shedding her jacket in time to catch John's paws as he leapt on her.

"Did you find what you were looking for?" he turned back to the screen.

"Yea, I'm surprised no one else had found it." she steered the dog toward the bed. "Where's Sam?"

"Running a search on his computer. How hard is this one going to be?"

"Same ole same ole."

"Autumn," he clicked the TV off and looked at here. "You aren't with holding information are you?"

"Maybe, what're you gonna do about it?" she grinned.

"Come on, Aut. I'm not playing games." Autumn rolled her eyes when he sat up to stare her down.

"The place I was thinking of is it. There are two exit's the front door and the back door. We can easily trap them. I don't know about the numbers, though." he nodded.

"Tomorrow early afternoon, will be the best time to go. They'll be asleep and we can get in easier."

"How'd you know where I went?"

"Marc told Sam."

"The traitor." she pretended to be offended. Dean swatted at Autumn's arm playfully.

"Smatter than you, what would you have done if they spotted you?"

"Hold fire until I could see the whites of their eyes." she grinned leaning toward him. "Then go off like a bomb. Sure it means self destruct but it would be fun."

Despite Marc's protests Autumn had gone back to Fred and told her what they were going to do today. Fred had begged to come along and it had taken the best of Sam's patented puppy dog looks to convince her she'd be better off at the hospital. They still hadn't found family to stay with her and were seriously talking about release. But here they were a half hour past noon, standing outside of what used to be the Devil's Playpen.

They'd gone over the plan already and stacked anything burnable outside the back door and drenched it in gas. While the boys were doing this, Autumn drifted off slicing and dicing tires. Each of the four were heavily armed with knives, and machetes, and though they didn't do much, guns were holstered as they always were. Originally, Autumn was supposed to stay and light the fire when she heard people heading for the door, but instead Marc had been set to this duty.

"Ready?" Dean asked his brother and girlfriend.

"Yea." Sam nodded. He looked to Autumn who gave a careless shrug as if to say she could go either way. He'd already picked the lock, turning the knob and lifting up to keep the door from dragging the ground he eased it open.

Hammocks, cots, and sleeping bags littered the room. Not a single one empty. Dean took a quick estimate of the number of vampires they were looking at, four hammocks, three sleeping bags and two cots. Autumn and Sam were already pushing in past him. Autumn jerked her head toward the kitchen before she started picking her way through the mess of bodies.

Autumn slipped through the curtain the kept the kitchen separate from the main room. Kate laid on a throw-a-way bed, sound asleep a body pillow clutched in her arms. She was forced to think of the vampire's lost mate, the poor things mate for life. The pity Autumn felt was short lived when her eyes fell on the door labeled "STORAGE". She edged forward reaching for the door knob, it was locked.

Autumn cast a weary glace from Kate to the curtain before slipping her fingers into her hair to extract the familiar bobby pin. Her priority had nothing to do with revenge, all she wanted to do was get the victims out and safe. The lock was easier to pick than she'd expected. Her nerves nearly made her turn back around to get Sam or Dean to open the door. She didn't want to get caught sneaking in after Kate's prey. She cracked the door open soundlessly, pushed it further. Autumn strained her eyes to make out the forms of five bodies pressed together in the far back corner.

"Hey, it's okay, I won't hurt you." she said softly flitting into the small room. She move slowly, each movement precise, and deliberate. Autumn reached a hand out to the people clustered so tightly. "I'm here to help you."

"How do we know you ain't one of them?" a boy of sixteen asked.

"There was a girl here a few days ago named Winifred, she was taken with her little brother and parents from a campsite."

"So? Any of them freaks could know that." the same boy barked.

"Shh You're going to wake Kate up. She'll kill us all."

"Is Fred dead?" a girl not much older than the boy asked.

"No, honey. Fred's good as gold, we gotta her set up in a nice hospital bed." Autumn felt like a kindergarten teacher talking to a kid whose parent was late to pick her up.

"Guys let's just go. What do we have to lose?" the girl ask staggering to her feet. Autumn reached out to help the girl.

"I don't know, Mandy, our lives, maybe?" the boy growled striking out to drag Mandy back to the ground.

"Stop it!" Mandy said harshly keeping her voice low. "Dusty, come on let's go see your sister. Jamie, Kirby, you too."

"What do we have here?" a voice drew behind them. Autumn shoved Mandy behind her drawing her weapon and spinning around to meet the voice's owner.

A/N: I know it's short but it's been a while since I left you with a good cliff hanger so here it is. I'm posting this and going to bed. I'll see you guys tomorrow... the alerts are finally catching up.