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Chapter 5

Carmen had been following Sam and Dean since they had hit town. Carmen knew a vamp job when she heard one but she knew the hunter that was working the job and had no intention of getting involved. But Sam and Dean had never met or heard of Gordon Walker before, unlike Carmen.

She and John had met him once a few years back and Carmen had taken an instant disliking to him. It was his eyes that did it for her. He could turn on the charm enough that you would believe anything he said, but his eyes were cold and deadly. The eyes of a killer. All hunters were killers, but from what she could tell of Gordon, he killed everything he hunted and enjoyed it more than he should.

Sam, Dean, and Gordon were currently sitting in a bar at a table and Gordon was buying them a round of drinks after killing a vampire. And she hadn't liked the look on Dean's face after he had sawed off the vampire's head. Dean and Gordon looked to be enjoying themselves but Sam didn't. Sam suddenly got up and started to walk out of the bar when Dean called after him and threw him the keys to the Impala. Carmen drank the last of her whiskey and followed Sam out and back to his hotel.

Carmen made sure to stay far enough back that Sam wouldn't notice that she was tailing him, not that Sam or Dean had ever noticed when she was tailing them, and had made sure to park in the shadows and kept a stealthy eye out for anything or anyone who walked in or out of the door that Sam had walked into.

Carmen had started to relax a little when she seen men dragging a bound and blindfolded Sam from his room. She knew it was the vamps, but only a few of them so she decided to follow behind them. Carmen stayed about half a mile back of the truck that they had shoved Sam into and kept her lights off so they wouldn't notice her.

Carmen parked Duke in the shadows, grabbed her "vampire killer" as she dubbed her big hunting knife and silently crept up to a window to look inside. She seen two vampires in the room with Sam, who was tied to a chair and talking to a woman that Carmen hadn't seen before. Carmen could hear the woman explain to Sam how they hadn't killed any human and survived off of cattle's blood so no hunters came looking for them.

'Obviously Gordon didn't get that memo.' Carmen thought as she continued to listen. Carmen then heard the woman, whose name she heard was Lanor, ordered the bartender from the bar she had just left, to bring Sam back to town without a scratch on him as a token of good faith. It was harder to follow them back to town then it had out of town but Carmen managed to get back to the motel in time to see Sam and Dean arguing in the parking lot.

Dean punched Sam in the face and started to walk back into the motel room. Sam and Dean were looking around for a missing Gordon when Carmen walked into their room. "Would you two like to stop pussyfooting around and go after that sadistic bastard or do you want to stay here and keep talking until he tortures that poor woman to death?" Carmen asked the two oblivious men.

Sam quickly turned to look at her while Dean quickly drew his gun on her. Carmen held up her hands to show him she had no weapons in her hands. "Carmen. What are you doing here?" Sam asked her. "Been tailing you since a few towns over." Carmen said lowering her hands and Dean lowered him gun.

"Bullshit you have. We would have spotted you." Dean said to her with a strange look on his face. "It's easy to track someone when they don't know you're around Dean. And if you wanna call bullshit again, I've tailed you numerous times over the past year and you never spotted me before. So what makes you think that you would spot me this time?" Carmen asked with a bored look on her face.

Carmen sighed and look at them. "Look, I'm heading out to the nest to save Lanor from Gordon before he gets too carried away. I hate the sadistic bastard, and personally this is the perfect excuse to put a few nonlethal bullet holes in him. So follow or stay I don't care, but I'm leaving." Carmen said walking out of the room. Shortly after she heard Sam and Dean follow behind her. "How do you know where the nest is?" Dean asked her as she threw her leg over Duke.

"I followed the vampires who took Sam from your room." Carmen said as she put her helmet on and started her bike waiting for Dean to finish hotwiring the Impala, which Gordon seemed to have stolen the keys for. After she heard the roar of the engine, Carmen shot off like a rocket out of the parking lot with Sam and Dean hot on her tail.

Sam, Dean, and Carmen walked into the farm house to see Gordon standing beside a very bloody and weak looking Lanor. "Sam. Dean. Come on in. I was just fixing to start the fun." Gordon said looking at them. Then he locked eyes with Carmen. "And Carmen Davis. Been a few years. You look good. Grown up. Quite the looker too, I might add."Gordon said as he drew a blade covered in dead mans blood across Lanor's arm.

"Don't try to charm me, you sadistic ass. I've always seen through that fake charm you put on to get whatever it is you want." Carmen said slowly drawing her gun on Gordon ad pointing it at him. "Let her go. Now Gordon. All I need is just and imaginary excuse to put a bullet in you." Carmen said. She then smiled a smile that had a chill running down Sam and Dean's spine. "I might even become a little sadistic myself if you give me the right excuse." Carmen said lowering her gun so her gun was aimed at Gordon's nuts.

Sam walked up to Gordon demanding that he release Lanor. Gordon quickly grabbed Sam's arm, drew his big knife across Sam's forearm drawing blood, and then put the knife to Sam's throat as he walked him towards Lanor. Dean then drew his gun on Gordon as well. "Let him go Gordon." Dean demanded. "If I wanted him dead, Dean, he'd already be dead. Just proving a point." Gordon said as he squeezed Sam's arm and let blood fall on Lanor's face.
Lanor let her fangs pop out and began to hiss for the need of the human blood that was dripping on her face.

"They're nothing but killers." Gordon said looking down at Lanor. Hearing that, Lanor drew her fangs back and began to say "no" with determination. Gordon walked back a few steps and Sam picked Lanor up and walked out of the house with her.

Dean walked farther into the room, Dean at one end of the table, Gordon at the other. "Me and you need to have a talk, here Gordon." Dean said looking at him. "What's there to talk about? No shades of grey, Dean. I told you." Gordon said slamming him knife into the wooden table to his left. Dean raised his gun, ejected the clip, and put it in his jacket pocket. Dean went to go and put the gun back in the waist of his pants but at that moment Gordon attacked him. For a while Dean and Gordon matched each other punch for punch.

Carmen had lowered her gun when Gordon had put his knife in the table. But she knew that Gordon wasn't done by a long shot. Nobody came between Gordon Walker and his kill and he went through anyone who tried. Carmen moved out of the way when Dean and Gordon came crashing through the doorway into the den, where Dean proceeded to through Gordon into a glass bookcase and continued to punch the already dazed hunter.

Dean had Gordon's head under his arm and was walking him into the dining room when he accidently-on-purpose slammed Gordon's head into the doorframe. "Sorry." Dean said. He then threw Gordon into a chair and tied him up. Dean then looked up at Carmen. "Were you going to help at all or just stand there all night?" Dean said as he finished tying the rope off.

Carmen just looked at Dean for a while before answering. "You needed the stress relief more than me." she finally said. Dean gave her a look that said 'Are you serious?' "Stress relief? That's the story you're gonna stick with?" Dean asked as if he couldn't really believe her answer. Carmen put her gun in the holster strapped to her thigh and walked towards the window, feeling both Dean and Gordon's eyes following her. "Yeah. That's the story." she said looking out the window.

"Quite a jump for ya, huh Carmen? First big daddy, now his boys? Just working your way through the family, huh?" Gordon said in her direction. "John turned you into quite the hunter, I hear. Weren't much of nothing when we first met. Just a scrawny girl with no experience and a whole lot a rage. How bout it Carmen? Still feeling all that rage?" Gordon asked with a smirk on his face. Carmen lifted her leg and slowly withdrew a kunai from her combat boot.

"Do you really wanna know the answer to that question, Walker? Because we got a whole lot a time to waste, sitting here waiting for Sam to get back. And I'm pretty sure that if you really wanted to know the answer to that question, Dean here just might start feeling a powerful itch to take a nice long walk." Carmen said sliding a pair if ice cold hazel-green eyes over to look at Gordon.

"Alright. Point taken. You know, I've heard that you can be one ice cold bitch at times. Heard through the grapevine that if you found any hunter who crossed you or John that you would take a little vacation to hunt them down. Make sure they knew the price for crossing you or your partner. Also heard that their injuries were quite extensive too." Gordon continued.

Carmen just kept her frigid glare on Gordon as he kept talking, showing no emotion on her face. "That's right. So you remember that after you get outta here. I was the last thing that John left his boys. So they are under my protection, no matter how much they may not want or think they need it." Carmen said still looking at him. Gordon scuffed. "For whatever that's worth. If you protect them as well as you protected their daddy, I don't see their life expectancy being very long.

The next thing Dean knew, he seen a knife fly through the air, imbed itself deep into Gordon's shoulder and then heard Gordon yell in pain. Carmen then marched over towards Gordon and kicked him square in the chest with her size seven combat boot, sending Gordon flying backwards. Gordon landed on the hard wooden floor with a pained grunt. "Whoa. Carmen. Why don't you take a walk. I can handle this dick." Dean said grabbing her upper arm and pulled her back a few steps from Gordon.

Carmen looked over at Dean and nodded. She then walked over to Gordon, placed her booted foot on his chest, leaned down to grab the handle of her knife, and violently jerked it out. She wiped the blood on Gordon's pants, put the knife back into her boot and walked out of the house, slamming the door behind her.

"Quite the spitfire, huh Dean?" Gordon said after Carmen had walked out of the house in a temper. Dean didn't know what had originally set her off, but he knew that Gordon deserved what he got after making the wisecrack about Carmen keeping them alive like she had his dad.

"Shut up, Gordon. Or I'll tell her to come back." he said walking around the room. "I tried to help on a case not so long ago. I think it was a few months back. She was still with your dad. They were clearing out a vampire nest but your dad skipped out on her. Showed up as she was killing the last few vampires. Quite the cold, bloodthirsty killer. She was covered in blood and didn't even notice." Gordon said trying to taunt him.

Dean looked at him as if it was old news. Dean didn't know much of or about Carmen and suspected he wouldn't know unless he asked either Ellen, Bobby, or the little Hellcat herself. And with the last few encounters he had had with Carmen, he would take his chances with Ellen or Bobby.

Dean had seen Carmen fit to be tied before, like the time she had caught up with them in Colorado, and even the first time they had met she had been shooting fire from her eyes. But tonight...tonight when she looked at Gordon, and when he had spoken of his dad to her, the look in her eyes had sent a chill down even his spine. And it took alot these days to spook Dean Winchester.

He wondered if his dad even got that feeling from her. From the few stories his dad had told them, Dean could tell that Carmen was a good hunter. Hell, she had been trained b his old man, so of course she was good. But from the look in her eyes tonight, Dean had no doubt that she could turn into a cold blooded bitch if she so chose.

It had been hours, the sun was up, and Sam still wasn't back. And Carmen had never come back either. He hadn't heard her bike so he figured she was around somewhere. A little while later, Dean heard the front door open and close. A minute later Sam walked in, followed by an emotionless Carmen. Dean didn't know what was going on in her head, but he needed her to just stay with it for a while longer and then she could go bat shit crazy for as long as she felt like it.

"Lanor get out okay?" Dean asked Sam who was standing beside him. "Yeah. They all did." Sam said looking down at a still tied up Gordon. "Don't worry Gordon. We'll call someone to come out here in a few days to come untie you." Dean said to Gordon. Sam then asked him if he was ready to go. Dean got a look on his face and then gave Gordon a hard uppercut to the jaw, which tipped the chair backwards to slam onto the hard floor. Dean turned to Sam and looked up at him. "Okay. We can go now." Dean said rather cheerfully and walked out of the house followed by Carmen and then Sam.

"Sam." Dean said causing Sam and Carmen to turn to look at him. "Hit me. Come on, one free hit. I won't even hit back." Dean said getting prepared to take a hit to the face. "Dean. I'm not gonna hit you. I'll take a raincheck." Sam said turning away.

"But I won't." Carmen said suddenly putting all of her strength into her one hit. She must have put more muscle into the hit then intended because Dean hit the dusty dirt road. Dean looked up at her in surprise. "What the hell was that for?! I said for Sam to take a hit, not you!" Dean said rubbing his now sore jaw.

"For getting involved with Gordon. For falling for every slime covered word that came out of his mouth. Your father taught you better judgment then that, however screwed up the lessons were. And even Sam told you that he couldn't be trusted. She you wanted to be close to someone you thought was like you so badly that you let him get between you and Sam." Carmen said glaring down at Dean, but at least there was fire behind that hazel-green glare he was getting.

"You have family, Dean. Trust them, above everyone else. You may not have known Ellen long, but she knows her shit when it comes to hunters. So the next time she says someone is bad news, you listen to her. And your damn brother." Carmen said heatedly. "Now get your filthy ass up and get going." Carmen said turning her back on him and walked to her bike, put on her helmet, straddled the bike, cranked it, and sped off leaving a cloud of dust in her wake