(Any grammatical error that happens is because I'm using the dialogue of the episode as a guide and with the closed caption on. Okay it's just easier for me to do.)

Chapter 9

I'm standing next to Sam as he is talking to Dean. Dean is stubborn of course. "All right, well where is it?" He asks. "We were blindfolded we don't know." Sam replies. Dean glances at me and I nod my head. Dean of course replies. "You two have got to know something." Sam glances at me and tells Dean. "We went over the bridge outside of town, but maybe we shouldn't go after them."

"Why not?" Dean asks in disbelief. "I don't think they're like other vampires." Sam told Dean as I watched the look on Dean's face. "They're not killing people." Sam adds. I can see that look on Dean's face as Sam had it on his face earlier. "You're joking."

Dean still stubborn finally asks. "Then, how do they stay alive or undead?" Sam clears his throat. "Cattle mutilations, they said they live off of animal blood." "And you believed them?" I can tell Sam is getting impatient now. "Look at us Dean."

He motions to himself and then to me. "They let us go without a scratch." Dean looks down at me and I nod my head. "Wait, so you're saying." Dean shakes his head. "No man, no way." "I don't know why they let you both go, I really don't care." Dean tells us.

Dean is so stubborn I just want to knock some sense into his head. "We find them and we waste them." Dean walks away and we follow him. "Why?" Dean stops and turns around and looks at us. "What part of vampires don't you understand Sam?" Dean asks.

"If it's supernatural we kill it, that's our job." Dean tells us. Sam finally has enough. "No, Dean our job is to hunt evil and if these things are not killing people they are not evil!" Sam shouts. I so want to leave now, but I stay because I don't want to be in a room with Gordon all by myself.

"Of course they're killing people, that's what they do." "They're all the same Sam; they're not human, okay?" Sam is getting frustrated at Dean's way of thinking. "We have to exterminate every last one." "No Dean, I don't think so alright, not this time." He tells Dean as his arms are flinging around.

I finally had enough. "Sam's right." Dean glares at me and I glare back at him. "Gordon has been on those vamps for a year. ""He knows" Sam has disbelief on his face. "Gordon, you're taking his word for it?"Sam asks. "That's right." Dean replies. "Ellen says he's bad news Dean."

Dean has a look of disappointment on his face. "You called Ellen and I'm suppose to listen to her?" he asks. "Sam nods his head. " "We barely know her Sam." He finally tells us. "No thanks, I'll go with Gordon." "Right, cause Gordon is such an old friend." Sam laughs.

"You don't think I see what this is?" Sam replies. Dean of course doesn't see anything. "What are you talking about?" Dean asks. I'm watching this and even though I know how it goes, I don't like it. "He's a substitute for dad. A poor one."

"Shut up Sam." Dean turns his back on Sam. "He's not even close, Dean. Not on his best day." Sam continues. Dean turns around and I can tell he's getting mad. "You slap on this fake smile, but I can see right through it." Sam tells him. Dean has his hands out. "I know how you feel Dean, dad's dead."

I step away from them. I don't want to be close to them if they are going to go at it with each other. "And he left a hole, and it hurts so bad you can't take it." "But you can't just fill up that hole with whoever you want to!" Sam yells. "It's an insult to his memory. Sam tells Dean in a calm voice now.

"Okay." Dean pretends to walk away, but instead he throws a punch and it makes contact with Sam's face. Sam touches his face and looks at Dean. "You can hit me all you want, but it won't change anything."

I stand next to Sam and look up at Dean. He looks down at me, but doesn't say anything. Dean finally tells us. "I'm going to that nest. You two don't want to tell me where it is, fine." He adds. "I'll find it myself."

Dean walks away. "Dean." Sam calls him and we follow him back to the motel room. Gordon is gone. "Gordon?" Dean calls. Sam finally asks. "Do you think he went after them?" Dean turns to Sam. "Probably." "We have to stop him." Sam tells Dean.

"Really?" "Cause I say we should lend him a hand." "Just give us the benefit of the doubt, would you?" "You owe us that." Dean looks down at me and then back at Sam. "We'll see." Dean tells us. "Morgan stays here." I shake my head. "I can help."

Dean sighs. "She's safer with us, what if one of Morton's friends come in here and something happens to her? Dean doesn't say anything. "Give me the keys." He holds out his hand.

Sam reaches for the keys, but they are gone. "He snaked the keys." Sam looks at me and then at Dean. Dean is hot wiring the Impala. "I can't believe this. I just fixed her up too." I'm in the backseat. Dean pulls out a map. "So the bridge is all you two got?"

"Yes Dean." I pipe in from the backseat. Sam is looking at the map. "The bridge was 4 ½ miles from the farm." Sam tells Dean not looking up from the map. "How do you know?" Dean asks. Sam looks at him. "I counted." Sam continues. "Took a left out of the farm, turned right on a dirt road."

Using his finger to trace the path. "Followed that for two minutes slightly uphill, then took another quick right, and we hit the bridge." "You're good." Dean told Sam with a look of pride on his face. "You're a monster pain in the ass." "But you're good." Dean grins.

Dean put the Impala in drive and we left. I didn't say anything. I just sat in the back. I felt bad for Lenore, she and Eli were good and never killed anybody.

We ate cows too, even if it wasn't blood, but meat. They weren't evil. They were doing what we did, survive. Sam had a worried look on his face as we drove to the farm that Lenore and Eli were at. I didn't say anything, but I knew what he was thinking.

I held my breath when we drove over the bridge towards the farm. Not everything in the episode could come out the way it's suppose to. Could it? We finally arrive and walk into the house and stop and I see Lenore in the chair gasping.

"Sam, Dean and you brought the girl along, come on in." "Gordon, what's going on?" Dean asks, even though I'm pretty sure he knew what was happening. "Just poisoning Lenore here with some dead man's blood." He continued. "She's going to tell us where all her friends are, aren't you?"

I move to the side the other side of Sam and over to the wall. "Want to help?" Gordon asks. Lenore has her head to the side and I can tell that she's in pain on the chair. "Look man." Dean is interrupted by Gordon. "Grab a knife." He tells Dean.

"I was just about to start on the fingers." Gordon holds up the knife with dead man's blood on the blade and cuts Lenore's arm with the knife. I can see how it's affecting her. I feel so bad for her. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, let's just chill out, huh?" Dean answers.

Gordon turns around, "I'm completely chilled." "Gordon, put the knife down." Sam tells him as he walks forward, but Dean puts his arm out to stop him. Gordon is moving the knife around in his hands. "Looks like its Sam who needs to chill."

"Just step away from her, all right? "You're right." Gordon throws the knife on the table. "I'm wasting my time here, this bitch will never talk." He pulls something out of his bag. He pulls a long knife and holds it up.

"May as well put her out of her misery." Gordon continues. "I just sharpened it, so it's completely humane." Sam steps forward. "Gordon, I'm letting her go." Gordon holds up the long knife and points it at Sam to stop him. "You're not doing a damn thing."

Dean walks over. "Hey, hey, Gordon let's talk about this."Gordon is flashing the long knife. "What's there to talk about?" He asks. "It's like I said Dean, no shades of grey." "I hear you and I know how you feel." "Do you?"

"The vampire that killed your sister deserved to die, but." Gordon laughs. "Killed my sister. "That filthy fang didn't kill my sister. It turned her, made her into one of them." Gordon continues as he points the long knife at Sam. "So I hunted her down and killed her myself."

"You did what?" Dean asks in surprise. "It wasn't my sister anymore."Gordon stops pointing it at Sam and turns to Dean. "It wasn't human." Gordon told them and added. "I didn't blink and neither would you." He points the knife at them. "So you knew all along then." "That the vampires weren't killing anyone." Sam replies.

Sam continues. "You knew about the cattle and you just didn't care." "Care about what?" Gordon asks as he continues. "A nest of vampires suddenly acting nice, taking a little time out from sucking innocent people, and we're suppose to buy that?"Gordon asks.

"Trust me, doesn't change what they are and I can prove it." He holds the knife up at Sam. Sam has his hands up. I'm right next to Sam. He grabs me instead and my arm and pulls up my sleeve and slashes the knife across my arm and turns me around and holds the knife at my throat.

Dean pulls out his gun and points it at Gordon. "Let her go." Dean cocks the gun. "Now!" The knife is still at my throat. It doesn't take much for Gordon to hold me as I'm not very big. He finally tells them. "Relax, if I wanted to kill her, she'd be dead on the floor."

Great not only I'm I being used as an example, I'm being bled for Lenore. Dean still has the gun pointed. "Just making a little point." Gordon tells them. He holds my arm above Lenore, letting my blood drip down on her. As the blood drips down on her and she opens her mouth and her teeth turn into sharp razors and she hisses.

Dean looks down at Lenore and then back at Gordon. "Hey." He shouts the gun still pointed at Gordon. "Thinks she's still different. Still want to save her, look at her." He motions for us to look at her still hissing and has a full set of sharp teeth.

I feel sick as I never been so close to a real vampire before. Dean looks down at her. "They're all the same, evil, blood thirsty." When he mentions bloodthirsty I look down to see Lenore's fangs retract and she isn't hissing anymore.

Lenore closes her eyes and looks away from my arm. "No, no, no." "You hear her Gordon?" Sam asks. Gordon still has my arm and the knife at my throat. Lenore is weak, but she manages again. "No, no."

Gordon takes the knife off my throat and let's me go. "We're done here." Sam tells me as he gently grabs me and pulls me in front of him. "Sam, get them out of here." Dean tells Sam as Lenore is gasping and I'm holding my bloody arm.

Sam gently picks up Lenore. "I got you." He whispers gently to Lenore as she wraps her arms weakly around his neck. I follow him holding my cut arm to stop the bleeding. "Unh,unh,unh." Dean motions with the gun when Gordon tries to move.

We are outside and I have no idea what is going on in the house. I just hear a bunch of noise. Sam and I leave with Lenore. We ended up helping Lenore and the others get out of town and after Sam drove back to the motel and tended to my arm he drove back to the farm house.

(Please note that I'm not writing what happens at the farm house after Sam drops me off at the motel and after he tends to my arm. You already know what happens if you've seen the episode. With that case closed they are now free to work on my case.)