Disclaimer: I don't own any of the characters from "Supernatural". I was I did though.

This takes place some time is Season 2.

Characters thoughts in italics.

Thanks Shannon for your beta work!

burka- A loose, usually black or light blue robe that is worn by Muslim women, especially in Afghanistan, and that covers the body from head to toe.

Chapter 5

The sun played hide and seek behind the clouds, reducing the light which had shone in the pit. How could I have missed this trap? I'm really off my game today. This is more time wasted. More time that those sons of bitches are doing God knows what to Sam. I have to figure a way out of this. Sammy's counting on me. I can't let him down.

Bobby and Shalimar steered into the larger clearing and parked alongside the Impala. The older hunter exited the pickup while Shalimar remained in her car. When she emerged, she wore a black burka and sunglasses.

The seasoned hunter looked bemused.

"Do you have a problem?" She said annoyed.

Bobby shook his head. "No problem."

"That's what I thought."

Bobby observed boot shaped footprints in the mud. "Looks like Dean went in this direction."

"Yeah, I can smell him."

She quickened her pace. "I'll try not to go too fast."

They headed further into the woods.

Dean rummaged through the duffel bag trying to see whether he could pull a MacGyver. Nothing he had would help him climb out of the pit. Branches snapped. Someone was coming. He pressed against one of the walls hoping the darkness would shield him from view.

Two ninjas leapt into the pit.

Dean laughed. "Am I stuck in a bad martial arts film?"

A deep voice chuckled. "Looks like we've got a real comedian on our hands."

The thin ninja swung at Dean. Dean ducked. The other rammed him into the wall. Dean interlaced his hands and thrust them into the ninja's back.

No effect.

"That's not good."

His attacker stood, wrapped his fingers around his neck and hoisted him into the air. Dean clawed at the ninja's hands trying to pry them from his neck. It was getting hard to breathe. His eyes started to feel heavy and eventually closed.

"Hey, Mitch." Stan tugged at his arm. "That's enough. Kate said alive remember."

"Yeah, I remember." He threw Dean over his shoulder and sprang out of the pit. Stan followed.

Bobby was huffing and puffing. "How much further?"

"Can't you keep up?"

He threw her a dirty look.

"Alright we'll rest for a bit."

Bobby sat down on a fallen log.

"So why are you after Kate?"

"It's personal."

"Can you be anymore vague?"

"She killed someone close to me."

"Lenore?"

"No, my brother."

Shalimar took a seat next to Bobby.

"One night Kate and her crew came. When they saw that we only drank animal blood, they were disgusted. They felt that we weren't fit to live. They killed the rest of our nest before Tyler and I managed to escape. Tyler suggested that we split up. Somehow they caught him. I heard him pleading for his life and Kate laughing. Tyler screamed. When I found him, he was dead.

A sole tear traveled down her burka. "I made a promise to myself that night. I will not rest until she's dead."

"I'm sorry about your brother."

She shrugged off Bobby's sentiment. "Well, they say whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger. Are you ready to start again?"

Shalimar and Bobby rose. The vampire hesitated.

"What is it?"

"I hear another heartbeat."

She ran to the right. Bobby followed as fast as his legs would carry him. They found a spiked log. "Boobytrap," they said simultaneously.

As Shalimar and Bobby continued, they discovered a rabbit in a bear trap. Its head was almost completely severed. Bobby's foot pressed on something. Two arrows sailed through the air. Shalimar caught both inches from his face.

His Adam's apple bobbed up and down. "That was close."

"Tell me about it."

They eventually reached a steep hill. Midway up the hill was a pit. The vampire knelt down and peered into it. Dean's scent was stronger.

"Dean was here not too long ago."

Shalimar dashed up the hill. The hill overlooked a rundown farmhouse. The place had definitely seen better days. Red paint was chipping off the sides. The front porch roof had partially collapsed. Some of the gray shingles had fallen off and were lying on the ground. A black van was parked on the far side of the farmhouse.

"He's down there. I am guessing Sam is too. I hear another heart beat. The bad news is they can hear your heartbeat,too."

"So much for the element of surprise," Bobby replied.

Bobby's eyebrows raised. "Are they able to sense you?"

"No. Unless we are in close proximity we can't sense each other."

Bobby peered through binoculars. "It will be dark soon."

No response.

Shalimar was a blur as she flew down the hill.

Bobby shook his head. So much for coming up with a plan.

The seasoned hunter followed her despite his misgivings. Hopefully she doesn't get us all killed.

Author's note: Some of the things about the vampires I just made up since they really didn't get into much of the vampire stuff on SPN. The sensing of vampires at close promixity I borrowed from Moonlight.