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Just Another Bad Day

Chapter ten

"You don't want to do that!" Dean shouted to Frank as he began heading down the steps. When Frank ignored him and continued down the steps he looked at Jim. "Your buddy won't be coming back up you better barricade the door."

Jim looked at him; he wasn't sure what to believe. He didn't believe in vampires, but he knew he saw something down in the basement, what or who it was he had no idea.

Dean turned his attention back to his brother; he was his main concern at the moment. If either of the men got themselves killed that was their problem. He had warned them and under the circumstances there was nothing he could do. He looked at Karen who already was starting to stitch Sam's incision closed. Dean once more knelt by his brother's side who now lay on the kitchen floor shivering both from the pain and the blood lost.

"Hang in there Sam; we're going to get out of this. We've been in tougher situations then this before." Dean said as he gently squeezed his brother's shoulder trying to reassure him. He took a napkin off of a table and blotted the sweat from Sam's forehead as he looked at Karen.

"How's he doing?"

Karen shook her head as she gave Dean a worried look.

"He lost a lot of blood and he has a fever, if he goes into shock…." Karen knew if Sam went into shock and if he didn't get to a hospital he could die. "Your brother needs to be in a bed some where and kept quiet and warm."

The basement

Frank had turned on the light at the top of the steps then slowly walked down them.

"Mike….Mike you down here?"

There was no answer. He looked around the cellar but saw no signs of life.

"Stupid idiot…" He mumbled to himself referring to Jim. "The jerk is scared of his own shadow."

He had started heading back to the steps when the lights suddenly went out.

"Hey!" He shouted toward the steps. "Turn the damn lights on!"

When the lights didn't come back on he began feeling his way toward the steps cursing as he tripped over some containers on the floor and went down hard.

"Damn it Jim turn the lights on!" He shouted again as he rubbed his sore hip.

He started to get up but as he did he could feel someone standing next to him.

"Jim?"

There was no answer.

He reached in his pocket and took out a lighter. He flicked it on and held it up in front of him. Standing before him was his buddy Mike.

"Mike! Why the hell didn't you answer me?"

As the light flickered on Mike Frank could see the blood on his neck and down the front of his jacket.

"You're bleeding….Did that kid hurt you?" Frank was angry. If he found out Sam had hurt one of his partners he was going to make sure he paid for it.

Frank started to reach for Mike…it was the last thing he did.

Mike's arm shot out and grabbed Frank's shirt and pulled him closer. Frank managed to get out one scream before his throat was ripped open and Mike began to feed on his blood.

The Kitchen

"What the hell was that?" Jim asked his eyes wide with fear when he heard the painful scream coming from the basement.

"That was your buddy." Dean said standing up and walking over to him. "There's nothing we can do for him, but we can get these people out of here including yourself and I can go down there and see if I can finish that thing off."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Jim was beginning to panic as he looked back and forth between the basement door and Dean not sure what to believe. "Finish what off? What the hell's going on? Where's Frank?"

"Frank's probably dead. … If that was your buddy Mike in the basement earlier he's more then likely been bitten by a vampire and probably just killed your other friend, or turned him into a vampire like himself. Let's just hope he finished him off and that we don't have to deal with two of them now. … Your best bet is to get out of here ….. Your kidnapping plan, or whatever it was you were planning, just went up in smoke. Your one partner is a vampire and the other is either dead or has been turned…. Now I suggest you just forget about your plans and let these people go then get the hell out of here yourself. I'll take care of the thing in the basement….it's what I do." Dean then nodded his head toward his brother. "My brother is sick and needs to get to a hospital, if he doesn't he could die. … You haven't killed anyone, but if he or anyone else dies you'll go down for murder in the first degree."

"You said you could kill what ever it is that's down there?"

"I can try." Dean told the truth. If Frank had been turned and there were now two vampires in the basement Dean knew it was going to be difficult to kill both of them without his brother's help.

"Then go ahead and do it…..But remember, your brother is up here with me, and if you try anything …he dies." To emphasize his point Jim walked over and pointed his gun at Sam's head.

TBC