Dean's finger hovered over Damon's contact number as he held his phone. He wanted to call him and apologize for what he said to Damon, but he thought maybe he should continue to wait it out. Dean sighed as he realized he was having an internal struggle with his stubbornness.
"Trouble in paradise," Klaus asked, making Dean look up.
"More like unnecessary family drama," Dean grumbled, setting his phone down.
"Been down that road. A dagger goes a long way in my opinion," Klaus said, stepping further into his new bedroom.
"Why a dagger? Actually I don't think I want to know," Dean said, changing his mind, "So where do we start? How does this work? Do you need another vial of blood?"
"No," Klaus said, "The blood we currently have should be enough for a while."
"What are you planning on doing with it," Dean asked, glancing at Klaus, "I never got to ask you before."
"That's a secret," Klaus said, "And one I plan on keeping to myself."
"Okay. How was my birth possible then," Dean asked, "You mentioned you only met one other vampire child in your lifetime. So how does it happen? Vampires can't reproduce."
"There are rare instances that they do," Klaus said, "As with that vampire child."
"What's her name," Dean asked, "Or his?"
"His name was Mieczyslaw but everyone called him Stiles," Klaus said, "He was something extraordinary. He had a natural gift for magic."
"Where is he now," Dean asked.
Klaus lifted his eyes to meet Dean's.
"Dead," Klaus confessed, "He died after a werewolf tested the very limits of his body. They sold everything: his blood, bones, and body parts until Stiles was nothing more than a puddle of blood. The lad never stood a chance."
Dean smothered an uneasy chill as he got a mental image. Is that what's going to happen to him?
"Why protect me," Dean asked, knowing Klaus could currently be making a hefty profit off of him, "You don't even know me."
"Because I couldn't protect him," Klaus said, deep in thought, "I made a promise and I failed to keep it. On that day I swore to save the next vampire child I ever met. This time, I don't plan on failing."
Dean stared at Klaus for a moment. He seemed so different compared to before. For the moment, Klaus looked approachable.
"Who was he to you," Dean asked, now intrigued by the story.
Klaus looked at Dean with grief in his gaze before his eyes went dull. His openness was instantly slammed shut, forcing Dean to back off.
"No one," Klaus said, "Lunch is almost ready."
Then he walked away. Dean watched him with his eyes until he got up to follow. He went to the hallway and slowly walked downstairs. Dean needed to know more about this Stiles. If he looked around, maybe he could find something of his...
"Going somewhere?"
Dean flinched slightly at seeing Kol waiting for him at the bottom of the stairs. He was eating a chocolate pudding cup.
"Nope," Dean said, turning around.
"Word of advice, Dean Salvatore," Kol said, "Don't poke your nose where it doesn't belong. Especially here, understand?"
Dean gave a short nod and Kol watched him go back to his room.
"Vampire child or not, his tragic tale does not belong to the likes of you," Kol muttered, looking both saddened and upset at the thought of Stiles.
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Fathered By A Vampire- Part 1: The Vampire Child Series
Hayran KurguDean always had a strained relationship with John Winchester because he knew John was under a lot of stress. He also knew John always looked at Sam differently than he looked at Dean since he was a boy. He always drew conclusions and made assumption...
