Kat stomped into their current motel room. They had travelled to Red Lodge after reports of cattle mutation and a few bodies with severed heads.
"He piss you off too?" Sam was referring to Dean's new best friend a douche bag hunter called Gordon.
"You know what he said? Not only did he say that decapitation is okay because it's not like it was human! He also said that there's no black and white that when we find a, a thing we should kill it ... cause apparently were all evil" Kat was so angry, her eyes began to tint.
"Kat, just calm down, ok?" Sam stood up and took her hands in his. "Kat" He sighed. To make matters worse when they examined one of the victims head's they found retractable fangs. They were dealing with a nest of vampires. Gordon had been tracking the nest for some time and he was determined to finish it. She took deep breaths, calming herself.
"There's something about him Sam, we can't trust him and Dean's so far up his ass-" Sam pulled her into a hug.
"Look Dean's just looking for a replacement for Dad, don't let it get to you ... but you're right ..." He had called Ellen after they had gone to a bar with Gordon. He and Dean sparked up an instant bro-mance, Gordon began to dig at Sam, and so he left. He obviously didn't trust him either.
"What?" Kat had calmed and her eyes returned to normal.
"Ellen said he was dangerous very dangerous" Sam was worried.
"Well, so am I" Kat slammed down on the bed, the teddy she had won from the carnival sat infront od the pillow. "You don't think he, he suspected me do you?" Kat thought about Ellen and what Dean had told her.
"No, no I mean you didn't do anything ... vampish in front of him so why would he?" Sam went to the fridge and peered in.
"Sam when you meet me did ... did I feel ... did you get I don't know a vibe from me or ?" She wasn't sure how to ask the question without leading him.
"err ... well you have a strong personality, and ..." He wasn't sure what she wanted to hear.
"Do I feel different? From ... normal people?" She looked at him with sad eyes.
"... err, there's something about you, I mean your ... special" He smiled.
"Special ... right, look we gotta go fetch your dumbass brother" She stood up from the bed.
"Just, just relax ok, I'm gonna go get a soda from the vending machine and then I'll go get him" He pulled on his coat and made his way to the door. "You want anything?" He offered.
"No, no thank you" She removed her own jacket and closed her eyes. Now she thought about it, she could use a cold drink . She opened the door.
"Hey Sam?" a car sped away. "Sam! ... Sam!" she didn't think, she just followed, keeping her distance, it was hardly any effort to keep up. This vampire thing had some awesome perks.
They took him inside an old farmhouse, she snuck in. Sam was bound to a chair with a bag over his head.
"Sam" She whispered, she removed the bag from his head. He was gagged, she placed her finger to her lip to indicate her should be quiet. She removed his gag. She turned the bar tender that greeted them earlier showed his fangs, she showed hers. She was so glad she had old style fangs and not those hideous shark teeth they had evolved. A woman appeared at the door behind him.
"Wait! Step back, Eli" She ordered, he retracted his fangs.
"My name's Lenore, I'm not going to hurt you. We just need to talk ... especially now" She examined Kat. "How old are you?"
"Excuse me?" Kat stood in front of Sam defensively.
"Your fangs, their ... original ... are you an alpha?" She sounded intimidated.
"No I'm not, now I'm gonna take my friend here and were gonna go" She turned to untie Sam.
"We're not like the others. We don't kill humans, and we don't drink their blood. We haven't for a long time" She must have known they were hunters.
"The cattle, your responsible ... is it ...?" Kat raised her eyebrow.
"It's not ideal, in fact it's disgusting. But it allows us to get by" Kat was shocked; even she drank human blood just not from a human.
"Why?" Kat removed the last of Sam's ropes.
"Survival. No deaths, no missing locals, no reason for people like you to come looking for people like us. We blend in. Our kind is practically extinct. Turns out we weren't quite as high up the food chain as we imagined, example you" she gestured to Kat.
"Why are we explaining ourselves to theses killers?" Eli spat.
"Eli!" The woman ordered.
"We choke on cow's blood so that none of them suffer. Tonight they murdered Conrad and they celebrated" Eli shook his head.
"Eli, that's enough" She repeated. "What's done is done. We're leaving this town tonight" Kat was confused.
"Then why did you bring me here? Why are you even talking to us?" Sam asked he must have been confused too.
"Believe me, I'd rather not. But I know your kind. Once you have the scent you'll keep tracking us, it doesn't matter where we go. Hunters will find us; of course we didn't expect you to be a ... what did you say you were?"
"I didn't, so you're asking us not to follow you" Kat wasn't sure she should trust her.
"We have a right to live, we're not hurting anyone, you of all people should understand" Lenore pleaded.
"Right, so you keep saying, but give me one good reason why we should believe you" Sam looked over to Kat, she shrugged.
"Fine. You know what I'm going to do? I'm going to let you go ... Take him back. Not a mark on him" She gestured to Sam with her head, two vampires moved forward and placed the sack back on his head.
"Kat!" He shouted.
"Sam I'll be fine, go back to your brother tell him to rethink the hunt" They dragged him out of the house.
Kat sat at the dining room table, Lenore opposite.
"I have questions" Kat told her.
"So do I ... what are you? Alpha or just ancient?" Lenore seemed intimidated by her, made sense as the older the vampire the more powerful they became.
"No I'm a hybrid ... half human" Kat sighed.
"I, I didn't think that that was possible" She raised her eyebrow.
"Well neither did my father apparently, Leon Redfern you ever heard of him?" Luther had informed her of her father's name.
"Yeah he's, he was ... old, very old that explains your fangs" She nodded.
"How did he die?" Hunters, but how, why.
"About twenty years ago Leon spread the word, any information about your ware bouts or anyone who could bring you in alive, he'd make it worth their while" Kat raised her eyebrow.
"Why?" That's why Luther had come to her house that day.
"There were ... rumours; demons were up to something ... something big. With our species near extinction we needed all the help we could get"
"I guess a hybrid would come in handy" And here she thought he just wanted to play daddy.
"Yeah, unfortunately for him all the new contacts he was making ... well lets' just say hunters got wind and ..." She frowned.
"Right ... so look I have a few questions if you wouldn't mind?" Kat nodded to her.
"Of course" She smiled.
"Right so ... err where to start? Umm well I've only recently found out that I was a ..." she stopped.
"Vampire" Lenore told her, quite sternly.
"Yeah, well I mean I was diagnosed as anemic and I fainted at the sight of blood ... I was told that it was a reaction that my system was overwhelmed and ..." She didn't quite understand it herself.
"Right, ok I would imagine that not knowing your true nature and lack of blood would have severely weakened you, knowing that you're a vampire and what your body is craving, it'll make it easier to process" Lenore shrugged, Kat was the only hybrid she'd ever heard over. It would be all guess work and a little logic.
"Ok err ... using my abilities weakens me is that, is that normal?" Kat wondered if it was due to her lack of blood intake.
"The more you use your abilities the more blood you will require, why are you having problems?" She guessed that Kat would not want to drink straight from the source.
"I drink human blood but we steal it from hospitals ... I err I don't drink too much but ... not so long ago I was in an accident and I was taken to the hospital. I'd lost a lot of blood and so they gave me a transfusion ... I felt ... powerful" It scared her.
"The more blood you drink the stronger you'll become" Lenore stated like she was stupid.
"It's addictive, the power ... and if I don't do something ... vampire-ish I get restless and irritable" Too much power and jack all to do with it, thanks John.
"Well that shouldn't be too much trouble right you're a hunter?" She was still fascinated, how had Kat convinced two hunters to spare her life?
"It's easy though isn't it ... you do something and it's, it's amazing so you think oh a little more won't hurt and more and then you need more and more blood" Kat rubbed her forehead.
"It's a vicious cycle" Lenore frowned, she felt sorry for Kat.
"Tell me about me about it" Kat closed her eyes. "... err oh sometimes people just ... know I'm different, I've been told I have this, this presence?" Seems only hunters had noticed so far, or at least only they had kicked up a fuss about it.
"Your old school, strong, your human side eliminates most of our weaknesses ... they know your different but not why" Kat scrunched her face. That wasn't really going to help.
"Right ... I meet this crazy old woman, she hated me, I found out that she said she couldn't read me, why?" I a way she was glad, wouldn't want that nosey old bat poking around in her head.
"She was psychic?" Lenore was shocked, don't here of many of them anymore.
"Yeah, said she felt a block on my mind" She bet her and John had a right old bitch about her, even before John found out what she was he hated her. Maybe her 'presence' had something to do with it.
"Were on a different wave length ... I suppose it's a defence mechanism, wouldn't want anyone finding out what we are now would we?" Made sense.
"Wave length? Is that why we can sense things?" Kat was beginning to understand.
"Demons you mean?" Lenore nodded.
"Yeah ... and reapers?" Kat was hoping she'd say yes.
"Demons are powerful, dark ... a hybrid like you should have no problem sensing them but reapers ... your only supposed to see them when you're dead, we can't and we don't" Lenore looked sympathetic, Kat rolled her eyes.
"Well technically I am dead ... maybe that's why, my human side can see them cause half of me is dead" Her heart still beat and she needed to breath, she needed to eat, drink both blood and normal liquids.
"Maybe, best explanation I could think of anyway" She shrugged.
" Compulsion, why does it affect people differently?" Kat had only attempted it once, she didn't feel right messing with peoples minds like that.
"You can compel ... that's a lost art form to us, older vampires sure but for us new bloods, its hard to master " She looked shocked, Kat had assumed that it was instinct, that all vampires knew how to compel people. Now that she thought about it, it made sense that in all her years hunting them she had only witnessed it a handful of times.
"Right, I guess practice makes perfect right?" Kat wasn't really getting anywhere.
"I suppose" She nodded in agreement.
"I age, obviously but will I keep aging?" Kat had often wondered about this.
"Most likely, if it's any consolation you'll age gracefully" Kat was relieved.
"No It's good news, I, I don't wanna live forever" She'd have to watch all the people she loved grow old and die. She didn't want that either.
"Huh, funny that's what most people seek when they asked to be turned" Lenore was unsure why anyone would want this life. Maybe Kat would have been better off not knowing.
"Can I turn people? If I needed too?" She never had the intention too but she wanted to know just in case.
"Can't say for sure but I wouldn't get your hopes up, they probably wouldn't be able to withstand the transformation" Kat wasn't sure if she was glad or disappointed.
"Right ... oh my fangs, they have a tendency to pop out ... in well inappropriate situation" Lenore raised her eyebrow, Kat nodded. The penny dropped.
"Oh, oh I got it yeah umm you'll find they 'pop out' when you're angry, in danger or ... in the moment shall we say" Kat went a little red.
"Can I control it?" She could really do with keeping them under wraps.
"Eventually ... you just have to try and keep your emotions under control, you're a hunter so the last thing you want is other's finding out what you are" She imagined not all hunters would be as open minded as the two she was with.
"The two I travel with, they know" Kat told her proudly, they're not all bad.
"So I gathered, I never thought that ..." The more she thought about it, it made sense Kat was still human.
"To be honest I think that Sam doesn't care, to him I'm still the same girl ..." she smiled half-heartedly.
"But" Lenore could tell this was going to be a big 'but'.
"But his brother, my ... well were together" Finally.
"He isn't taking it so well?" Lenore frowned.
"No, no he is but ... I'm not sure I just, get this feeling that ... deep down he has a problem with what I am" She wasn't one hundred percent convinced he was completely ok with it.
"Do you?" Her question caught Kat off guard.
"What?" She asked.
"Do you have a problem with what you are?" Maybe to start with but not now.
"... No, not really ... it kind of explains a lot and as much as I hate to admit it I like the power, knowing I'm strong in my line of work that's comforting" She smiled, not only to look after but the boys too.
"Well then, just be careful ... now if that's all we have to get moving before he arrives" She stood.
"Gordon?" Kat hear him say he had been tracking them for a long time and something told her he'd go through Sam and Dean to get to the nest.
"The hunter, he's been tracking us" She frowned. Kat stood up and tucked in her chair.
"Don't worry he won't find you, I promise" Kat smiled.
"Thank you" She looked genuinely relived, this must be a great weight off her shoulders.
"No thank you, I needed this little chat"
Kat began walking; the vampires were loading up their truck. She thought about everything they had previously discussed but the real problem would be preventing Gordon from coming here. She returned to the motel, she walked; human pace. She needed to think. She noticed the Impala was gone from the lot. She opened their motel room door.
"Guys!?" No reply. The farmhouse. Where else would they have gone?
The Impala looked like it had been abandoned; no way would Dean leave his 'baby' like that. As she moved closer to the farmhouse she could hear Sam, Dean and Gordon. It didn't sound good.
"Gordon, I'm letting her go" Sam told him sternly. Kat peered through the window. Lenore was tied to a chair, bleeding. Gordon pointed the knife at Sam's chest.
"You're not doing a damn thing" He snapped, what could she do they couldn't kill him he was human, a terrible one but human none the less. No kill meant no vamping up in front of him.
"Hey, hey, hey, Gordon, let's talk about this" Dean held his hands up.
"What's there to talk about? It's like I said, Dean. No shades of gray" He smiled.
"Bastard" Kat whispered to herself.
"Yeah. I hear ya. And I know how you feel" What did Dean mean by that, did he agree?
"Do you?" Gordon wasn't convinced.
"That vampire that killed your sister deserved to die, but this one..." Gordon erupted into laughter.
"Killed my sister? That filthy fang didn't kill my sister. It turned her. It made her one of them. So I hunted her down, and I killed her myself" He sounded proud. How could he do that? To his own sister none the less.
"You did what?" Dean couldn't believe it.
"It wasn't my sister anymore, it wasn't human. I didn't blink. And neither would you" she's heard enough, she moved slowly.
"So you knew all along, then? You knew about the vampires, you knew they weren't killing anyone. You knew about the cattle. And you just didn't care" Sam shook his head in disgust.
"Care about what? A nest of vampires suddenly acting nice? Taking a little time out from sucking innocent people? And we're supposed to buy that? Trust me. Doesn't change what they are. And I can prove it" Kat watched from the kitchen window, if she could open the door without drawing any attention to herself she could get the jump on Gordon. He grabbed Sam's arm and slid his knife across it, he then placed it against his throat. He dragged him towards Lenore. Dean pulled his gun.
"Let him go. Now!" He ordered. Kat could smell his blood, not enough to make her crave but still Lenore hadn't feed on human blood for a while, what would she do?
"Relax. If I wanted to kill him he'd already be on the floor. Just making a little point" He held Sam's arm over her face, blood dripped onto her. She hissed and her fangs extended.
"Hey!" Dean shouted.
"You think she's so different? Still want to save her? Look at her. They're all the same. Evil, bloodthirsty" Gordon shouted to him. Lenore retraced her fangs and turned her face away from them.
"No. No!" She shouted.
"You hear her, Gordon?" Sam spat.
"No! No!" She repeated. Sam pushed him away.
"We're done here" Sam began untying Lenore.
"Sam, get her out of here" Dean gestured to the door. Perfect, Sam opens it she'd slip in.
"Yeah" He picked her up in his arms, Gordon moved closer to him.
"Uh-uh. Uh-uh! Gordon. I think you and I've got some things to talk about" Dean blocked his path, Sam opened the door.
"Shush" She winked at Sam, he nodded. She stepped into the house. Gordon jammed his knife into the wooded table.
"Fine" He nodded to Dean, he looked at the knife, Kat appeared in the door frame behind Gordon she smiled to Dean. He smirked, pulled the clip out of his gun and threw it aside. Gordon grabbed the knife from the table. Kat tapped him on the shoulder, he turned. She punched him in the face, he fell to the ground, out cold.
"Damn that felt good" She smiled. "Miss me sweetie?" She stepped over Gordon's unconscious body.
"Kat, are you ok?" He placed his hands on her shoulders.
"Yeah I'm fine, Dean what were you thinking ... he's a dirt bag, he's not like us" Kat frowned.
"I know, the way he was talkin' about ..." Dean looked angry.
"Monsters?" Kat suggested gingerly.
"You're not a monster Kat" He snapped.
"And neither are these vampires, Dean I'm gonna make sure he doesn't find them" She turned and picked him up effortlessly, She threw him onto the chair Lenore had been tied too.
"Kat what you gonna do babe?" She rolled her eyes at him.
"I'm not gonna kill him if that's what your worried about" She began tying him up.
"Then what you gonna do?" Sam returned shutting the door behind him.
"Did I miss anything?" He smiled when he saw Gordon.
"Nah, not much. Lenore get out okay?" Dean asked.
"Yeah. All of them did, so what we gonna do about him?" Sam gestured to Gordon.
"I don't know yet" Kat slammed down on the table.
"Can't you ... you know" Sam widened his eyes. She shook her head in confusion "You know make him forget?" He wasn't sure if Dean knew she could do that, but it was their best option.
"Oh, err" Dean looked from Sam to Kat.
"Excuse me?" He didn't know, she never got round to telling him.
"Compulsion, controlling human's minds" She kept her gaze on Sam.
"You didn't tell me about that" Dean looked hurt. Kat and Sam keeping something from him, the two people he was supposed to be able to trust implicitly.
"Well to be honest Dean ... I haven't really had the chance, I told Sam cause I was upset and I was finding hard to accept what I was ... but with all this going on, the demon, John ... I guess we've all been preoccupied" Kat felt a little neglected if she was honest, it's like they forgot that she'd lost her uncle and her world turned upside-down. All because of Winchester family drama, drama which she'd put aside all her own to help them with.
"She's right Dean we've been selfish, we haven't even ... we haven't been there for you Kat, not like you have for us" Sam frowned. He was so cute. He looked over at Dean. He knew Sam was right, he's hardly spoken to either of them since John died.
"... I, ... he's right and I'm so sorry Kat, I am ... but right now we need to deal with him before he wakes up" Dean was genuinely sorry, but he was right they needed to decide what they were going to do with him.
"I don't want to attempt compulsion, it's too risky if he knows about it and how it works he may be able to resist it ... even if it works he may remember and then I'll be ... well he'll know what I am too" Kat could risk him spreading the word round the hunters.
"Just leave him, we'll call someone in two or three days, have them come out, untie him" Dean jammed Gordon's knife back into the table.
"Ready to go, Kat?" Sam asked her, smiling.
"Not yet ... I guess this is goodbye. Well, it's been ... unpleasant to say the least" She kicked Gordon knocking him to the floor. Still tied to the chair. "Okay. I'm good now. We can go" She smiled.
They exited the farmhouse, Sam had injured his wrist. Kat wrapped it up in a bandage, she suspected it was broken. They all walked in silence. Dean gestured to Sam with his head, indicating that he wanted to speak to Kat alone.
"Kat" She turned to face him, Sam carried on towards the Impala. "Sam was right in there, we, I especially have been selfish" He frowned.
"Dean don-"She raised her hand to stop him.
"No Kat, look you lost your uncle, you, you found out that you were a ..." He was struggling to say the word.
"A vampire" she said it for him.
"Yeah ... and we, we were too preoccupied with our hunt that we, we weren't there for ya' Kat not like we should have been" He took her hands in his. "What I said to you back at the Roadhouse I meant it, me and Sammy were so grateful to you ... but I guess we just haven't been showing it" He smiled apologetically.
"Dean, you guys you mean a lot to me and I don't blame you for wanting that thing dead, believe me putting a bullet in Luther's head, it was the best feeling in the world ... I understand how easy it is to get wrapped up in revenge. So don't apologise" She wrapped her arms around him.
"I think me you and Sammy we need to have a long talk. You, you can explain everything to us and we can talk thorough it and ..." We they couldn't do anything about it even if they wanted too.
"That sounds like a really good idea, Lenore helped me clear a few things up today so, yeah" She nodded, he kissed her lips.
"Ok so, we'll get take out and you can fill us in, sound goo?" He smiled.
"Yeah, it does ... as long as your paying" She took his hand and they walked to the Impala.