A gentle wind blew fallen leaves along the road making them dance and bob about, the Impala stopped a few of these dancing leaves crushing them crisply under it's tires as the motor came to a halt on the tarmac.

There were about 3 police cars and about half a dozen police in uniform walking around,the roed infront of the impala had been taped off to prevent the general public from entering the scene of crime,were also a couple of men dressed in suits taking pictures of almost everthing.

The body lay near a wall of a building, it had been covered with a sheet, blood had stained its way through , Dean ,Sam and Angel moved into the cordoned off area,a police officer came over to prevent them from stepping further onto the scene,all 3 produced there fake FBI badges and I D ,

Sam spoke first " hi,agent Luke and Solo and this is special agent Santana, we'd like to take alook at the body" the officer lead them over to where the body lay, " how long ago was it reported?" Dean asked as he bent down and pulled back the sheet he glanced back up to see a look of horror on the officers face, he obviously wasn't used to such a grisly scene,Dean thought to himself,the young man took a gulp of air into his lungs then answered,"um,well it was phoned about an hour ago,a jogger found him,"

The body lay half on its side ,half on its front ,you could clearly see the wound on the neck and that this had lead to a hugh loss of blood, Dean was hardened to such violent looking scenes ,He replaced the sheet over the victim and stood back up to return to his standing position, Sam and Angel had rejoined them having left briefly to talk to the jogger . both Sam and Angel had thanked her for her help and had watched as she was lead away by another officer,

"well" Angel started "nothing seen,he was already dead when he was stumbled upon"

Dean thanked the officer who then returned to his duties and continued what he was originally doing,"perhaps the victim stumbled acrossed vampiro , Dean motioned to the body"have we any info on the victim?" he finished,Sam answered quickly "er,yes,he was 34 year old Guthery Johnson ,lived alone on the other side of town,worked just down the road at the local garage ,one of there best machanics,"

"I'll go check out the garage" Angel said as she started to walk away, "we're meet you back at the motel" Dean called after her ,she stopped and spoke to an officer asking directions to the garage then disappeared Sam and Dean watched after her until she was gone from sight,

The two men made there way back to the car ,they would go and have alook around the victims house ,they didn't think that they would find much but it was worth a try any how.

Dean and Sam were first back they entered the room taking off there tye's and removing there jackets hanging on hangers and returning them back to the closet ,Sam pulled out one of the chairs from around the table and sat down ,whilst Dean moved over to the fridge and took out 2 bottles of beer before he had closed the door there was a knock on the door ,dean walked over to it and spied through the spyhole ,Angel stood outside ,he opened the door and let her enter on passing she took one of the bottle that Dean held "cool" she said as she opened it and started to drink, Dean could only smirk at her she had a way about her that he rather liked,she always seemed very sure of herself.

Dean opened his mouth and spoke " once again nothing is standing out here,apart from the fact that all are dead,and were killed during the hours of darkness"

Sam pushed his long hair back with his hand "so what evers doing it like the night " he commented " did you find anything out?" he turned to face Angel who was starting to join him by sitting at another empty chair,Dean had by this time gone and retrieved another bottle of beer and had opened both and handed one to Sam,

Dean sat himself on the edge of the bed "well our guy was quite a good mechanic ,very popular with everyone , just your regular run of the mill guy,drank at the two monkey's honky tonk bar every Wednesdays and Fridays apparently he like the country bands that played these nights,was very good reliable, you could set your watch by him,that was until the no show this morning,"

"well ,somethings got to have made what ever is killing these people,well kill these people," Dean was getting pretty pissed by now they would normally be getting answers ,yet here they were still sitting on there butts with no more insight into the killings, Sam was tapping on the keyboard of the laptop,whilst Angel was sitting pen and paper in front her she was writing down the victims names.

1st victim Lenny Gore dob 1,5

2nd victim Jessica (jess) Lancaster dob 28,5

3rd victim Guthery Johnson dob 15,5

"hey guys,all these were born in may,don't know weather it means anything or not,but might"

Dean's phone rang and he fumbled in his pockets and pulled it out to answer it,"Bobby" both Sam and Angel looked towards Dean,"are you sure"

"oh ok, I'll call you back" he hung up,

"Bingo" he announced, "looks like it's a vampire alright,not your usual one but still a member of the family of freaks "he said " they also have diect links to the devil,hence the black eyes,"

"well at least we know how to kill them," Sam replied

"chop there heads off or you can use the knife that will kill a demon,or silver" he took in a breath,"and they pray on people born in may" he raised an eyebrow and winked at Angel, who jumped in by saying "hell I'm good,I just knew it,"she beemed that wide brimmed smile of hers,

By now it was getting late,Angel rose from her chair and moved across the room,gathered some jeans and a top and went into the bathroom to change into them,Dean and Sam didn't pay to much attention, sam was busy on the laptop trying to get as much information on the monster that they hunted,Dean just lay on the bed watched some baseball on the tv,Angel re- entered the room,

"well " she started "I'm hitting the bar,anyone want to join me?"

Sam turned her down,but Dean although starting to feel tired accepted, he knew Angel and what she was like someone should keep an eye on her,when Angel went looking for action and a quiet drink in a bar was the furthest thing that happen and besides dean decided she'd seemed restless all evening and didn't think that a quiet drink was all that she had in mind , both left the room " shall we take the impala?" Dean asked "that'll be good" was he's answer,

"so where we heading?"

"which ever bar we come to first, I need a proper drink, Dean" she smiled at him,a smile he hadn't seen before ,he thought to himself as he climbed into the car what ever happened to the cute ,quiet woman he'd once known.