Dean was surprised about how quiet the nest of vampires was, he and Sam had killed many-a- vampire and hell one of those bastards were loud as hell. 'why the fuck are they so quiet, it's not like they are sleeping?" Dean whispers to Sam.
"Don't know, I'm going to go to the other side," Sam nods to the other side of the house, Dean nodding that he had heard him.
Dean quietly slips into the house, the door was cracked, and he still heard nothing, he was quiet as he made his way through the house to an open room,....full of dead vampires. "Holy fuck ...who the..." Dean feels the cold steel of a machete before he hears the voice.
"I did. What the fuck are you?" it was a woman's voice and she meant business.
"What the fuck are you?" Dean growls trying to jerk around but was stopped by the machete digging into his neck.
"I believe I asked first .... ah ah don't fuckin move over there, come on out I can see ya," the woman had caught him and Sammy who was this woman.
The look on Sammy's face confused him ....he looked star struck. "Damn...I.....um yeah damn...we are hunters... and I just gotta say I'm a huge face ....not as much as he is tho," Sam stutters.
"Good to know drop your weapons and give me some names," the voice demands.
Sam bends down laying his gun and machete on the floor, "I'm Sam Winchester, that's my brother Dean," Sam answers nodding towards Dean.
"Winchesters huh. John's boys?" she asks, Sam nodding his head yes. "Okay I've heard of you two, I'm gonna let you go ...but I swear to God you try anything and Ill put a bullet between your eyes you understand?" the voice tells Dean.
"Understand," Dean says. He feels the colt metal slowly leave his neck, and the woman step away from his back. He turns around....and can't believe his fuckin eyes .....no wonder Sammy was acting the way he is.
"So by the looks on your face I'm guessing you know who I am," the woman smiles.
"Velma....I thought you were just in a cartoon," Dean gasps.
The woman laughs, "yeah well its based off of me and my group," she answers. "How about w get out of here its starting to stink even more then when I got here," she tells them.
"Hold on you done this all by yourself," Dean was impressed.
"Sure did," she smirks turning and leaving the two standing with their mouths hanging open.
"I always thought Bobby was making it up when he told us that the show was based on an actual group of hunters," Dean says.
"Must have been telling the truth. But where are the rest of them why is she alone?" am says picking up his gun and machete.
"Doesn't look like she needs em," Dean grins heading towards the door he came in. Dean walks outside and spots her standing close to his car, he still couldn't believe his eyes he hears Sammy come out and walk up beside him, the two men make their way to Velma.
"Can I ask you something?" Sam asks popping the trunk of Deans car.
"What?" she asks.
"Where's the rest of your group?" he asks.
"Um I'm the only one left, the life has taken them," she answers.
"Shit sorry," Sam says closing the trunk.
"Ah its the life right," she shrugs.
"Yeah, your right. Um can we give you a ride somewhere, are you staying somewhere around here?" Sam asks.
