A/N: So I decided to update whenever I had a free moment because my schedule is filling up quickly. So a big thank you to:

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Vampires?

Katrine became part of the family. So did others. Like Castiel.

The Winchesters and Cas were like brothers to her. But Cas knew something wasn't quite right.

Luckily for her, feeding sessions were few and far between or she would have been found out by now. And the nightmares. They were scarcer than ever. Katrine's energy was running low and it was starting to become noticeable. She was getting hurt on hunts and was struggling to heal. She needed a good meal soon or she would have a lot of unanswerable questions on her hands.

Dean and Sam managed to coax her into going on a hunt but they never mentioned what they were hunting.

They spent four hours in the Impala rocking out to Metallica and AC/DC much to Sam's dismay.

Dean pulled up outside a warehouse, "We need to attack now while the sun's up. It weakens them."

"Weakens what?" Katrine asked, intrigued.

Sam turned around dramatically, "Vampires." Katrine sat stunned, not able to say anything.

The boys took this as disbelief. "They exist," Dean said, matter-of-factly, "You kill them by decapitation." Katrine nearly started laughing nervously, "I thought it was a stake to the heart."

"No, that's just fiction," Dean and Sam climbed out and went to the boot. There was nothing Katrine could do. She didn't have enough strength to run away and her SUV was at the bunker. She was going to have to go along with it.

She clambered out of the sleek vehicle and Dean handed her a machete, "You know how to use one of these?"

Katrine mimed swinging it and Dean grinned. "So, Sam and I will go in the front and attack while Katrine, you go round the back and catch any stragglers," Dean laid out the plan.

Everyone nodded and split up. "Will she be okay?" Sam asked after Katrine was out of earshot. "Yeah, just don't let any get out back," Dean replied.

Katrine had no idea what she was going to do. She couldn't think straight. She was so thirsty. Then she heard someone coming. Katrine was in no shape to fight someone who thought she was going to kill them so she stumbled towards some crates in an attempt to hide. But she wasn't quick enough.

The person rounded the corner and Katrine saw the figure from the coffee shop all those years ago. His perfectly neat suit and immaculately styled hair was definitely a sight for sore eyes.

"Elijah," Katrine breathed a sigh of relief. "What happened to you?" the man, Elijah, asked.

"So thirsty. Haven't drank in weeks." Katrine's legs gave way beneath her and she landed at Elijah's feet. He pulled back the cuffs of his suit and bit into his wrist wincing as he felt his teeth pierce his skin and veins. He pressed his wrist against Katrine's mouth and she began to drink the red fluid flowing from the wound.

In an instant the world stopped spinning. "Much better, although human blood would taste amazing right about now." Elijah lifted Katrine bridal-style, "I'm sure Klaus will be able to help with that but let's get you home." "And where is home this time, Mr Mikaelson?" "New Orleans, Miss Ward." And with that they disappeared into the falling sunset.

Dean and Sam stealthily entered the building, silently decapitating vampires as they went. Then they were spotted.

"Well, this was bound to screw up at some point," Dean groaned as the brothers launched an attack. They swung left and right, dodging teeth and separating heads from their respective owners.

Dean detached the final head just as the sun disappeared from view, "Sammy? Where's Katrine?"

"I don't know," the younger brother replied, worry etched into his features, "She isn't here."

"You sure?" Sam nodded. "Maybe she's in the car." The boys ran out into the star filled darkness to find an empty car. "Katrine!" Dean shouted running back and forth searching all the crevices where she might hide if injured.

"She's not here, Dean," Sam said.

"Well where else could she be?" Dean retaliated, "We didn't check the back. C'mon!" Sam sighed and ran after his brother.

Torches illuminated, they searched through the crates.

"Dean," Sam called his brother over. "What?"

"Look," Sam shone his torch on the ground. Glistening in the light was Katrine's machete and a pool of blood.

Dean's face spelt out panic so Sam took over. "Let's get to a motel near and call Cas. We'll find her, Dean." Sam gently tugged on his brother's arm and directed him toward the Impala.

A/N: Aw... the boys care about her. Make sure to review and let me know what you think. More of our favourite Mikaelsons coming up.

Lots of love,

Kat xx