Authoress Note: Welcome to Chapter 2 of Hell In a Handbasket. I hope that you guys like this next chapter. I have been working on this for a little bit since I've been splitting up episodes to make these stories a bit longer if they are only one episode. So I hope that you guys will like this part of the story.

Chapter 2

More Trouble

Sam gripped the wheel as he drove down the road. His eyes kept going to the rear view mirror that showed Aeron's car behind him. He swallowed the lump in his throat in agitation. He didn't understand why she needed to be part of this… he knew that it was personal, but it didn't mean that she didn't need to hunt with them.

"Vampire's nest in groups of eight to ten. Small packs are sent to hunt for food. Victims are taken to the nest where the pack keeps them alive, bleeding them for days or weeks." Dean rubbed his mouth letting out a soft sigh. "I wonder if that's what happened to that 911 couple."

"That's probably what dad's thinking. Course it would be nice if he just told us what he thinks." Sam said grumpily as he gripped the wheel even tighter in his hands. He couldn't believe how easily his father was ignoring them and treating them like they were kids, when they clearly weren't kids anymore and hadn't been for some time.

Dean looked over at Sam and let out a soft breath. "So it is starting." He simply stated. He could feel the tension that was in the air and it wasn't good tension. It was an itchy tension, and he hated it that they were butting heads like they were trying to fight for dominance.

"What?" Sam questioned as he looked over at his brother trying to figure out what he had meant.

"Sam, we've been looking for Dad all year. Now we're not with him for more than a couple of hours and there's static already?"

He let out a breath of agitation. "No. Look, I'm happy he's okay, alright? And I'm happy that we're all working together again."

"Well good." Dean said looking at his brother nodding his head thinking that this was a step in the right direction.

"It's just the way he treats us, like we're children." Sam said gripping the wheel again tightly in his hands.

"Oh god." Dean said with a groan rubbing his face knowing that it wasn't going to end well, Sam and their dad were going to butt heads again.

"He barks orders at us Dean, he expects us to follow them without question. He keeps us on some crap, need to know how to deal."

"He does what he does for a reason." Dean said coming to the defense of their father. He hated the fact that he was constantly in the middle when the two of them decided to fude.

"What reason?"

"Our job! There's no time to argue, there's no margin for error, alright? That's just the way the old man runs things." Dean said looking at his brother trying to get him to understand why he was doing what he was doing.

"Yeah, well, maybe that worked when we were kids, but not anymore, alright. Not after everything you and I have been through, Dean. I mean, are you telling me you're cool with just falling into line, letting him run the whole show?" Sam questioned as he looked at his older brother with pure agitation on his face. He hated it how Dean fell into line whenever their father was around, it was like he had no backbone.

Dean looked at him. "If that's what it takes." Dean said firmly knowing that it was probably going to cause some friction, but he knew that they really didn't have a choice in the matter, not in the least bit. There was too much that they didn't know.

"And that girl." Sam grumbled a little bit still very unsure about Aeron who they had just met.

"Hey, hey, hey, Aeron is here for a reason." Dean said trying to defend her knowing that the reason was much different than their own. She had lost the last remaining family member and she was alone.

"Yeah and what for? You heard her last night." Sam complained looking over at Dean. "What she said to dad."

"Yeah, she would shoot him with rock salt." Dean let out a breath as he looked at Sam. "Look, she's alone, Sammy. She has no one else." He ran his hand through his hair knowing that couldn't be easy on her, not in the least bit. "Would you rather have a teenager running around with no one watching out for her?"

Sam let out a breath gripping the wheel tightly. "It's just that we know nothing about her. Seriously it's not right. She knows about us."

"I don't think she does Sammy. She knows Dad. Not us. She would have threatened us with the rock salt if she knew us." Dean said as he rubbed his mouth thinking that could have happened. "We need her for this case. She's a vampire hunter. She's good at what she does. Dad wouldn't allowed her to come if she wasn't good at what she does."

Sam groaned softly leaning back some in the seat. "I dunno. Dean there is just something about having a teenager following us."

Dean shrugged his shoulders. He could tell by last night that she was fairly good at what she did by the way that she held her gun that she had on her the night before. It screamed well trained hunter.

SPNSPN

Dean held his phone up to his ear as Sam continued to follow their father. "Yeah, Dad. Alright, got it." Dean hung up his phone letting out a breath. "Pull off at the next exit."

"Why?" Sam questioned looking over agitated at him. He wanted to know what was going on and it was pissing him off that their father wasn't giving them anything to go on.

"Cause Dad thinks we've got the vampire's trail."

"How?"

"I don't know. He didn't say." Dean said looking over at his younger brother.

Sam's foot pressed the pedal down to the floorboards making the Impala speed past their father.

Dean looked over at his brother with wide eyes. He then looked in the rear view mirror and saw that Aeron was speeding up some. But deep inside of his mind he was hoping that Sam wasn't going to do what he thought he was going to do, stop their father and maybe cause an accident.

Sam slammed on the breaks causing the car to slide.

John's truck stopped and so did Aeron's trying to avoid smacking into the large truck.

Sam got out of the car slamming the door.

"Oh crap. Here we go." Dean quickly got out of the car knowing that it wasn't good with what his baby brother was about to do. "Sam!"

"What the fuck was that?" Aeron yelled coming towards them, glaring at them.

"Stay out of it!" Sam yelled at her narrowing his eyes at the younger woman.

Aeron threw her hands up in anger.

"What the hell Sam?" John barked looking at his youngest son.

"We need to talk." He growled out getting into his father's face.

John stopped locking eyes with his youngest. "About what?"

"About everything. Where we going Dad? What's the big deal about this job?"

"Sammy come on, we can Q and A after we kill all of the vampires." Dean said trying to reason with his younger brother.

"Your brother is right, we don't have time for this."

"Last time we saw you, you said it was too dangerous for us to be together. Now out of the blue you need our help?" Sam questioned calmly until his anger boiled over. "Obviously something big is going down and we wanna know what!"

"Get back in the car." John ordered to his youngest.

"No."

"I said get back in the damn car."

"Yeah and I said no."

"Ok you made your point tough guy. Even yelling at Aeron. Look we're all tired,we can talk about this later. Sammy I mean it, come on." Dean said grabbing onto his brother's arm trying to get him to go to the car.

"This is why I left in the first place." Sam mumbled looking at John dead in the eyes.

"What did you say?" John questioned his tone going calm, anger simmering under the calm facade.

Aeron stuck her hands in her pockets as she watched the family before her implode. She never guessed in a million years that she would see a family implode much like her own all those years ago.

Sam swung around narrowing his eyes at his father. "You heard me."

"Yeah. You left. Your brother and me, we needed you. You walked away."

"Sam…" Dean said softly looking at his brother.

"You walked away!"

"Stop it both of you!" Dean yelled trying to get them to stop.

"You're the one who said don't come back Dad, you closed that door, not me. You were just pissed off that you couldn't control me anymore!"

Aeron grabbed John while Dean grabbed Sam to keep them separated.

"Listen, stop it, stop it. Stop it! That's enough!" Dean snapped looking at the two of them. Dean looked at the two of them. "That means you too." Dean told his father.

Sam jerked his arm away and went back to the Impala.

John pushed his shoulder into Aeron and went back to his truck leaving Aeron and Dean to look at one another.

Aeron shook her head lightly and went back to her car.

Dean let out a soft sigh. "Terrific." He knew that it was going to be one long night that was for sure.

SPNSPN

The four of them were hidden by the trees that were near the vampire's nest. They watched Luther look around before going inside of the building.

"Son of a bitch. So they're really not afraid of the sun." Dean said looking over at his father. That was one way to burst the bubble on everything that the movies had portrayed vampires in the film world… even that the written books about them.

Aeron shook her head lightly. "It affects them like a nasty sunburn. The direct sunlight does."

"The only way to kill them is by beheading." John said looking at his boys. "And yeah… they do sleep during the day, doesn't mean they won't wake up."

"I guess walking right in is not our best option." Dean said as he leaned up against the tree thinking.

Aeron pushed herself off of the tree she was leaning against. She walked towards her car.

"Actually that the plan." John told his sons knowing that they probably weren't going to like the idea. "Ron already knew the plan."

"And why does she know?" Sam asked in agitation not liking the idea. "A 16 year old girl know what the plan was and we don't?"

Aeron rolled her eyes putting her bag down. She wasn't sixteen. She was 21 years old with just having a birthday not that long ago.

"Yes, she has killed them."

"You just assumed that she has."

Aeron looked over as Sam. "He's right Sam. I have killed vampires before. Now come on. They'll catch our scent. We don't want that."

The four of them walked up to their vehicles.

Aeron unlocked the trunk of her car, tucking some of her red hair behind her ear.

Dean looked over at his father. "Dad, I've got an extra machete if you need one." He said holding up the extra one he had.

John pulled out a massive one that was shined and with a serrated edge. "I think I'm okay, thanks."

Dean looked at it in surprise. "Wow."

Aeron pulled out her machete that had stones on the handle that she had made special for her. She then reached into the trunk and pulled out her gun slipping it into the back of her pants. She tied her machete around her waist.

"So you boys really want to know about this colt?" John asked his boys looking over at them.

"Yes, sir." Sam said looking at his father. He wanted to know why this gun was so damn important to their father.

"It's just a story, legend really. Well I thought it was. Never really believed it until I read Daniel's letter."

Aeron chuckled as she took her coat off. "You could've just asked me."

"Yeah, but you threatened me the last time that we were on a hunt together."

Aeron shrugged her shoulders as she threw her coat into the car before closing the door. "Well, you did almost get me killed."

"I told you to go the other way."

"And you knew that I wouldn't." Aeron challenged back looking over at him.

John simply shook his head knowing that she was a stubborn young woman.

"Okay, okay." Aeron shook her head. "I know the story… In 1835, when Halley's comet was over head, the same night that all those men died at the Alamo. Samuel Colt made a gun. A special gun. He made it for a hunter. A man like us only on horseback. Story goes he made thirteen bullets, and this hunter used the gun half a dozen times before he disappeared. The gun with him. Somehow my grandpa got his hands on it." She crossed her arms leaning against her car being careful not to scratch the paint job. "I have only seen it once. Grandpa wanted to show me what I would probably get when he passed." She shook her head as she pushed herself off of her car. "And now they have it."

"They say… they say this gun can kill anything." John said looking at his sons wondering what they thought about it."

"Kill anything like, supernatural anything?" Dean asked hoping that was what their father was trying to tell them.

"Like the demon." Sam said softly realizing why his father had wanted it.

"Yeah, like the demon. Ever since I picked up it's trail I've been looking for a way to destroy that thing. Find the gun, we may have it." John said shaking his head softly.

Aeron shook her head. "Never heard that story, but it ain't my business." She said heading down towards the barn. "Just try not to wake them up. Then there will be a real blood bath on our hands. Don't want that."

The four of them headed down to the barn. John was the first to go through the window followed by Sam, Dean, and then Aeron. They looked around the room. They saw the vampires sleeping hammocks.

John went ahead to check into the stalls.

Aeron, Sam, and Dean made their way through the barn.

Aeron being the smallest moved around the hammocks a bit easier than Sam and Dean could.

Dean kicked an empty bottle that was on the ground. He stopped taking a deep breath.

Aeron looked back and her eyes were wide. She closed her eyes gripping the machete hoping that they wouldn't wake.

Dean made his way around slowly.

"Thank god." She whispered as she slowly walked past Sam.

Sam found the girl that had been taken. "Dean… Aeron." He called softly as he began to untie her.

Dean looked behind them. "There's more."

Aeron walked over to look inside. "Yes. They're alive too."

Dean saw the lock that was on the door. He grabbed a metal hook to break the lock.

Sam looked sharply at his brother.

Aeron looked at him. "Don't you have a lockpick on you?" She questioned thinking that he was insane for not using one.

"Not on me at the moment."

"Damn." She muttered, what kind of hunter didn't have one.

"And what about you?"

""Sorry." She turned sharply to look at Sam. "Sam… Don't."

"Hey,hey,hey. I'm here to help you." Sam said softly.

The girl let an unearthly scream.

Sam scrambled back.

Dean looked around.

"Oh shit." Aeron said cursing. She hated the fact that Sam had just made a bigger problem.

"Sam!"

"No time. We gotta go!" Aeron yelled grabbing onto Dean's arm pulling him.

"Boys, run!" John yelled to his sons.

The three of them ran out of the barn quickly. Aeron was the first one up the slope going towards her car quickly.

"Dad?" Dean called out for John. "Dad!"

John came running up the slope panting and the three of them ran up the slope catching up with Aeron. "They won't follow. Not till tonight."

"And now we're fucked." Aeron snapped as she threw her gun and machete into the car.

"What does she mean dad?" Sam questioned as he looked over at the girl with narrowed eyes.

"Once a vampire has your scent, it's for life."

"What the hell do we do now?" Dean questioned his brows furrowing.

"You gotta find the nearest funeral home, that's what."

They boys looked at him confused and then to each other. Then to the girl getting into her car.

She looked at them, her eyes sparked in anger. "What the hell are you looking at me for. You heard your father. Gotta find the closest morgue and you'll find out why in a bit." She started her car up. "I'll see you back at the motel." She said as she closed the door and drove away.

"Dad…" Sam trailed off looking at their father.

"What is it Sam?"

"Why do you have a sixteen year old helping us?"

John shook his head. "She's not sixteen. She's 21 almost 22." John let out a sigh. "She's been at it for a while now. It's a damn shame though. She could've been anything that she wanted to be. Heard stories from her dad. She always wanted to be a teacher." He shook his head again. "Never happened though. Went right into hunting after her mom and dad died. Daniel took her in and taught her how to hunt vampires and other things."

The brothers looked down at the ground.

Sam felt like an asshole thinking that they couldn't trust her, but it was because she had threatened to shoot their father with rock salt. So who wouldn't react the same way. But finding out that she became a hunter like them… it was even more heartbreaking.

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This is the end of chapter 2 of Hell in a Handbasket. I hope that you guys enjoyed it. Please leave a review and let me know what you guys think. I'll try to update this as soon as I can. I promise. I'm working on so many fics at once that it is busy for me. Reviews help me continue on with stories. Until next time guys.