"So ghosts, spirits and demons-they all exist?" She confirmed, as I explained to her what I did. I was pretty impressed by how calmly she was taking the news.

"Yeah, they do," I said nodding my head.

"And you kill them all," she raised her eyebrow questioningly.

I nodded my head again and her response was pretty unexpected. A smile played on her lips as she admitted, "That's pretty cool."

I shrugged and replied, "It has its ups and downs. Now why don't you tell me what you saw the other night?"

Sherry nodded her head as she started, "It was the night our High School had its Halloween party. We were all wearing our costumes and it was really stuffy and crowded so I decided to go up to the Terrace to get some fresh air. That was when I saw it. At first I just saw Jeremy-Elena's little brother-and Vicky sort of making out and I thought that there was no way I was going in there…"

Sherry gave me a disgusted look before continuing but I had to interrupt, "Vicky-isn't she one of the missing girls."

Sherry nodded her head, "She's Matt's sister."

"Matt the bartender?" I asked.

"Yeah, but that girl's far from missing," Sherry said, rolling her eyes.

"Well, what happened to her?"

"She's dead," Sherry replied, biting her lip and I knew that it must have been really hard for her not to burst out crying.

I still remembered how freaked out I'd been on my first hunt. I'd jumped at the smallest of sounds, and like the jerk that Dean was he'd taken full advantage of those moments.

"Well why don't you continue telling me what you saw," I said, sensing that we were approaching the climax of the story.

"I was just about to turn around and go back to where I'd come from when I saw something weird happened to Vicky. Her eyes, they….," Sherry touched the part under her eyes with her fingers, "they had these red veins popping out under them and her teeth grew these….fangs on them."

It was obviously pretty clear to me now that we were dealing with vampires, but what kinds of vampires were these that had their veins popped out and grew fangs?

"Did this girl-Vicky….did she have an extra layer of teeth coming out? All around here?" I asked, pointing to the area all around my mouth.

"No," Sherry shook her head a little confused, "only sharp fangs….here." She pointed to where her canines were.

I nodded my head absentmindedly as I thought about what I had just learned. Was this a new race….a new species of vampires than the ones we usually met with? Or maybe these were some other creatures entirely. But what other creatures were there with fangs that could suck blood out of humans and make them seem like animal attacks?

"What happened next?" I asked.

"She started attacking Jeremy and he tried to push her away, but she was obviously stronger than him. She was a vampire," Sherry suddenly paused, letting it sink in, "Then in the next moment these three figures appeared. One of them was Elena and the other two were guys. I couldn't see their faces properly at that time."

"So Elena knows about the whole vampire deal," I asked surprised. I would've thought that she would have told me already, "Is she one of them?"

That could be the only explanation.

"No," Sherry said and she looked completely sure of the fact, "but the two other guys that had come with her were. They managed to stop Vicky and stabbed her with a wooden stake."

Sherry stopped here and I immediately looked up to see her fighting her emotions.

"You okay?" I asked her, "We can stop if you want to."

She shook her head, "I'm fine."

"Alright then," I decided not to push her too much, "Did the wooden stake have any effect on Vicky?"

"Yeah. It killed her," She said.

I stopped what I was doing and looked up at her. Since when had wooden stakes killed vampire? I'd thought that it was just a myth. The only thing that could really kill a vampire was decapitation and the colt.

"Anything else you noticed about them?"

"Well…they had like super speed and they could hear long distances," Sherry added.

So apparently these vampires had special powers. They could run faster than humans and hear them from far away, which was probably why Sherry had told me that talking in the Grill was a bad idea.

"Did you see who those two guys were?" I asked hopefully.

Sherry nodded her head, "It was Damon and his little brother Stefan."

"So aren't you going to do something about it?" Sherry asked me as she sat in my car. I'd decided to give her a lift home.

"I can't just go in the Grill and kill them," I explained, "especially since I've never dealt with these kinds of vampires before."

"What do you mean by these kinds of vampires?"

"Well the vampires that my brother and I have dealt with are different. They have like a second layer of teeth over the first layer, and the only way to kill them is by beheading them," I explained, but I decided to leave out the colt since I had no idea where it was.

For the next few minutes there was just silence in the car, and the faint whispering of the music playing. I felt an instant pain in my heart when I realised which song was playing, it was Highway to Hell.

"Here we are," I broke the silence as we reached Sherry's house. It was two storeys high and quite big as per our usual, standard motel.

"I can help you," the words were spoken so quietly that I had barely even heard them.

"What?" I turned to look at Sherry.

"I can help you," Sherry said it a bit louder this time, but she didn't look me in the eyes, "with this case."

"And how are you going to do that?" I asked with an amused smile. After all she was just a normal high school girl who had seen something horrible. I wasn't going to let her get involved in this.

"I have all the case files from the Sherriff's office," Sherry admitted sheepishly.

I looked at her shocked, knowing that there was no way that the Sherriff would have just handed them over to her, "How?"

"With a little help from Caroline," she said, not emphasising on how exactly she'd managed to get them.

I decided not to pry and asked her straight away, "What do you want in return?"

She looked surprised and hurt by my harsh words and my tone, "Nothing, I was just hoping that you would let me help you on this case."

I sighed as I put my hand through my hair, "I'm sorry," I apologised for my behaviour. After everything that Dean and I had been through it was pretty easy to forget that good people still existed in the world.

"I would like to see those case files," I added, "but you can't get involved."

Sherry nodded her head and tried not to look disappointed by what I had just said.

"Look what we do…it's dangerous and you aren't a hunter. Hell, you aren't even an amateur and the last thing I need is for somebody else to get killed," I tried to explain it as best as I could.

"It's okay, I get it," she said, getting out of the car, "You don't have to wait outside for me. It might take me some time to find the files."

"I'll go back to the hotel then, and you can give me a call when you find them so that I can come to collect them," I told her.

Sherry shook her head in disagreement, "I'll swing by your hotel…or you could come inside and take a look," she offered.

I decided to park the Impala and go inside, since it would be better for the both of us.

I stepped inside her house and the place looked cosy and quite comfortable. Curiosity got the best of me as I asked, "Do you live here all alone?"

Sherry threw her bag on the couch and turned around to face me with a serious expression, "Why? Are you planning on kidnapping me?"

Horrified with that question, I opened my mouth to explain but closed it when she burst out laughing.

"I'm just kidding," she said, as she headed upstairs, "I'll just go and change into my casuals. Can you wait for some time?"

"Sure."

"Thanks. Just sit down and relax," she said to me before taking her bag and disappearing up the steps.