1:27 am.
"Nothing on." I grumbled as I tossed the remote to the television on the foot of the bed. My insomnia was killing me and that was a problem even my vibrator couldn't fix. I bet Dean could fix it.
Without a second thought I grabbed my phone and scrolled through the contacts. I stopped when I came to a name I hadn't seen before, knowing pretty well it was what he saved himself under. Dr. Feelgood.
Hey Dr. Feelgood, you up?
I knew it was a 50/50 chance he actually would be, and if not I'd have to play it off in the morning. Luckily enough, the response came almost immediately.
Awake and taking on new patients ;)
I smirked and slid out of bed, making my way to the mirror. I was only wearing an almost see through white shirt that only went down to my thighs. Pulling it up slightly so he could see my lack of panties, I sent him a picture and hoped that was the only response he would need.
Before I could even walk away from the mirror, there was a knock on my door. "it's open!" I called as I tossed my phone on the dresser.
Without a word, Dean came rushing into the room and over to me. "I knew you wanted me." He smirked before crushing his lips onto mine. Before I could say a word, his hands were all over me and his tongue was fighting mine for dominance.
"Dean." I half moaned as his lips found their way onto my neck. His lips had me so hypnotized I didn't even realize it when he laid me down on the bed.
"Now that is a fucking beautiful sight." He mumbled as he fumbled with his belt.
"Here." I grumbled impatiently and reached for his belt. In a second it was off and it was discarded along with his pants. Now on my knees, I took this opportunity to brush my lips along the tent that was now in his boxers.
Before I could pull them down, a loud bang came from the room next door. Sam and Deans room. Without hesitation, we both pulled on pants and ran out, only to find the door had been kicked in.
A man and a woman had cornered Sam, who looked as if he had just woken up. Before we could make our presence known, the two whipped around and hissed at us. Dean pushed me behind him as they started to approach, and I took it as an opportunity to grab the bottle of water next to the door. It was the only thing around, but it was worth a shot.
With one quick motion, I undid the cap and splashed them with it. I knew it was just plain water, but as dad always said, sometimes psychological warfare is the best warfare. It would at least give Sam time to grab the knife on the nightstand that the leeches were blocking.
They both emitted a scream and threw their hands up to shield any more that could be coming. Quickly, Sam grabbed the long knife and in one quick motion he beheaded both of them.
"What was that?" Dean looked between Sam and I in amazement.
"Was that….?" Sam eyed the water bottle in my hand as he dropped the weapon.
"Aquafina? Yeah. But they didn't know that." I huffed as I threw the bottle into the waste can by the door. "Did its job though."
Sam sat on the edge of one of the beds and rubbed his eyes. "Thank god you guys both got here when you did or else…" he hesitated for a minute and looked up. "Why were you two together in the middle of the… you know what. Never mind."
"Nothing happened, Sam." I rolled my eyes and knelt down to examine one of the vamps that had tried to attack Sam.
"Yup. Absolutely nothing." Dean huffed. "What are you looking for?"
"This." I grabbed the dead vamps wrist and turned it to the light so Sam and Dean could see. On the inside, barely visible was something that looked like a crest. "Remember the clan I mentioned before? They're part of it."
"Which means our cover is blown." Sam realized. "And it also means we need to act sooner than later."
"Well," I got up and looked between the boys. "Let's get this plan together."