Back in Black

I'm not a vampire

I pulled into the motel beside Bobby.

"Did you find anything?"

"A few possibles. This one's looking good for it though." I pulled out the paper to show them. "It's an old car manufacturing plant. Plenty of room for 20 or so vampires to hide out. It's been on the market for a few years now."

"I don't know. It seems too..."

"Don't you dare say that word!" I snapped. "Whenever a hunter uses that E-word, shit always goes sideways!"

"Well how do we know you aren't in league with them, huh? Pretty girl like you." I clenched my fists, ready to sock him in the face.

"Jim, you knock that shit off! This is the last straw!" Bobby yelled.

"If you need me, call me. I need a break from all of this testosterone."

"Don't stray too far."

"I won't." Once I got out of the room, I called Sam.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Gigantor."

"Lex, what's the matter?" I paused, unsure how to word it. "Whatever it is, you are one of the best hunters out there. Don't let it bother you."

"It's hard when the guy is constantly making sexist comments, and telling me how I can't do my job." I sighed.

"What guy?"

"Jim something. I don't know, and as of right now, I don't care."

"Do I need to come down there?"

"No, Sammy, it's fine. I'm fine. How's the job going?"

"We're headed out to the woods tomorrow, meeting someone there."

"What is it?"

"Wendigo. We're meeting the sister of someone it took."

"Wendigos are nasty things, Sam. You two be careful."

"We will. How's your job going?"

"It's alright. Could be better, but I'm pretty sure I found the location of the nest, so should be over soon. Just have to confirm it, then cut some heads off. Then I'll be over to Colorado to meet up with you two idjits."

"Be careful, Lex. I just got my best friend back, I don't want to lose you now."

"You're not going to lose me, Sammy. I'll be fine. Thanks for letting me vent."

"No problem, Lex. I'm here for you."

"Still. Thanks."

"Hey, I have to hit the hay, but I'll call you before we head out into the woods, okay?"

"Yeah. Tell Shortie I said hi."

"He hates that."

"What, me saying hi?"

"No, you calling him Shortie."

"I know. He'll get over it. I don't exactly like him calling me Princess."

"Okay."

"Dude, I can hear you rolling your eyes." He chuckled.

"I'm gonna hit the hay. Goodnight, Lex."

"'Night, Sammy." After hanging up the phone, I sat on the sidewalk for a few minutes. 

"I'm sorry." I heard a voice say.