Chapter 10:

"Well how in the Hell was I supposed to know I was pickin' up two extra passengers?" Bobby asked, glaring at Dean through the driver's window of the blue pickup truck. "Even if I did, though, this is the car I got with me."

"Alright, well, Sam and I'll ride in the back," Dean told him. "This is Dr. Temperance Brennan and Special Agent Seeley Booth. Booth and Brennan will sit up front with you. We'll get the Impala and ride in her while you tow her back to the motel."

Bobby narrowed his eyes at Dean before looking over at the two newcomers. "FBI, huh?" he grumbled, giving Booth a long, even stare.

"Ya," Booth replied. "No worries, Bobby. Sam and Dean saved our lives, so Bones and I are sticking with you to back you up, not to cause trouble."

"My friends call me Bobby," he replied, his voice gruff and even. "You can call me Singer until you reach that status." Bobby shifted his gaze back to Dean. "I was told I'd be let in on the details of what went down when I got here," he told him.

"Let's head back to the Impala, first," Dean said. "If it gets towed and someone gets nosy and opens the trunk, it'll be Hell getting her back."

"Yea, alright," Bobby replied with a sigh. Sam and Dean hoisted themselves up into the back of the truck and Booth and Brennan got in the front. Bobby pulled the car around in a tight U-turn and drove back down the road.

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"I don't like it," were Bobby's first words once they got back to the motel.

"Bobby, it's a good option, I think," Sam told him, shutting the door once everyone was inside. "We can use the extra manpower. Booth and Brennan are both proficient in firearms and they know what we're going up against."

"Yea, I get that. I still don't like it. Anyone who's not a hunter is a civilian, in my book. They've got no experience with anythin' like this and they've got good odds at gettin' themselves killed. Just wanted to make my opinion known before we go over there," Bobby replied.

"That's a rational position to take, Mr. Singer, and we understand," Brennan said with a nod. "But with Booth and me accompanying you as part of your offensive, if Sam's estimation of the total of vampires in the nest is correct, we're shifting the odds from 3:8 to 5:8. Not to mention the vampires that might be newly turned."

"True, but that ain't gonna help us much if you freeze up and go from ally to victim," Bobby replied.

"And what if you guys get overpowered?" Booth shot back. "You and all the victims they've got restrained there are dead. That helps no one."

"I'm not sayin' I'm gonna take a stand against this, just that neither option is ideal," Bobby said. "But as a hunter, they rarely are. So you've both got weapons loaded with bullets coated in blood. I've got an extra machete for Booth. Did they brief you on what the plan is?"

"Keep out of reach of the sharp, pointy teeth is all we know so far," Booth replied.

"Infection from vampire blood is dangerously easy," Bobby warned him. "Could be as simple as a drop in your eye. Consider it a disease that can spread from blood-to-blood contact. I mean Sam and Dean ran into a vampire who was turning girls by tellin' them he had this new drug they could try out. They took a couple drops and that was it."

"That seems straightforward enough," Brennan said. "It's only ingesting or injecting; it's not transferred through any other bodily fluids?"

"Nope," Dean replied. "Stoker didn't get it right though. Stakes, holy water, none of that works. They're wicked strong, like you saw before, and they've got enhanced sight, hearing, and sense of smell, so we'll approach slow and quiet from downwind. Sunlight gives them a bitch of a sunburn if they're in it for too long, so they do sleep during the day, but if you want to kill it it's decapitation all the way. Dead man's blood is like poison, so it'll disable them long enough for us to take their heads off."

"We aren't going to know for sure which of the kids have already been infected, but it's a fairly straightforward question to ask them, if they drank any blood," Sam told them. "Most likely, they'll only be turning one at a time because a newly turned vampire is difficult to control. It might actually go after one of the nest. If they are turning more than one, they'll be restrained."

"Now I'll say it again," Bobby said in a low voice, looking over Booth and Brennan. "Sam and Dean here have been doin' this their whole lives. Sometimes hunters gotta do bad things for good reasons and this isn't just me worrying about you two chokin' when you need to take one down. We're killin' at least eight vampires tonight and chances are we'll need to kill more, and they're kids. It'll be easier to handle if they got their teeth out and they're leapin' at your throat thinkin' of nothin' but your blood, but otherwise one'a us'll take care of it, alright?"

Booth nodded once, his face solemn. "Alright."