Chapter 189-Trouble Once Again

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We went to Spider and found out that more women had gone missing. Unfortunately, we didn't find enough information for Dean, and he felt like going there had been useless, so we left "that was a big, fat waste of time." Dean said as he shook his head "look, three blondes have gone missing, including Lucy, all last sighted here. I'm telling you, Dean, this is the hunting ground." Sam said "hey." Dean said as something caught his eye as Sam and I looked off in the direction Dean had gestured and spotted a man with his arm around a blonde woman's shoulders.




We followed them into an alley, and as the man raised a dropper of blood above the girl's mouth as she stood there with her tongue out, Dean punched him in the face. Sam pulled the girl away and shoved her toward the entrance of the alley "get out of here. Go! Go!" Dean yelled as the girl ran off, and the vampire hurled Dean into a brick wall and took off in another direction "Dean!" Sam shouted as Sam and I ran over and helped Dean up "I'm good. Come on." Dean said.



As we turned the corner of the alley, we spotted two unpleasant yet familiar faces walking out of the dark toward us. As Kubrik and Gordon raised their guns, we dove behind some cars. They started shooting, and windows started exploding. We managed to avoid getting hit and then crouched down behind a wall, panting "all right, you two run. I'II draw them off." Dean whispered to Sam and me "what?! No, you're crazy!" Sam protested "keep her safe." Dean said and then darted out from hiding, and gunshots started up again "go. Go. I'II be right behind you. No matter what happens, keep running, and don't look back." Sam said.




As I nodded, and then Sam and I took off down the alley as the shots continued. Sam helped me climb through some windows, and we eventually made it to safety. Sam and I made it back to the broken-down motel and paced around, waiting for Dean to turn up. About an hour later, the door swung open, and Dean walked in "there you are!" Sam shouted "we've been freaking out. What the hell,
Dean?" I asked angrily as Dean shrugged, looking completely unconcerned "yeah. Sorry, I stopped for a slice." Dean said.




"Nice move, you pulled back there, Dean, running right at the weapons!" Sam shouted "well, what can I say? I'm a bad-ass. So, I guess Gordon's out of jail." Dean said "uh, yeah, I guess so." Sam nodded "what is with this guy? I mean what the fu-." I said "hey!Even though I agree, watch the language." Dean said as he pointed at me "how the hell did he know where to find us?" Sam asked him.

As a look of realization crossed Dean's face "that bitch." He mumbled as he pulled out his phone and dialed a number. (.) "Hi, Bela." (...) "question for you. When you called me yesterday, it wasn't to thank me for saving your ass, was it?" (...) "excuse me?" (...) He raised his voice in anger. "I don't know, maybe pick up the phone and tell us that a raging psychopath was dropping by?!" (...) "he tried to kill us!" (...) "there were two of them." (...) "Bela, if we make it out of this alive, the first thing I'm gonna do is kill you." (.) "listen to my voice and tell me if I'm serious." He hung up and shook his head.




As Dean pulled out his machete, sat down, and started sharpening it. Sam and I sat down with him "that vampire's still out there, Dean." Sam said "first things first." Dean said "Gordon." Sam sighed "about that. When we find him, or if he finds us...well, I'm just saying he's not leaving us a whole lot of options." Dean said as he looked at Sam and me, anxiously awaiting our responses "yeah, I know. We've got to kill him." Sam said "I one-hundred percent agree." I said as I put my hand up "really? Just like that? I thought you two would have been like...'no, we can't, he's human, it's wrong." Dean said mockingly.




"No, I'm done. I mean, Gordon's not gonna stop until we're dead...or 'til he is." Sam said as I nodded in agreement.

Ring! Ring!

Dean looked at his phone and groaned before answering it "what?!" (...) "you're a hundred miles away. How the hell did you-." (.....) "and?" (...) "thanks." He said as he pulled the phone away and hung up, with worry in his eyes "what was that about?" Sam asked "apparently, Bela doesn't want us holding a grudge, so she found out where Gordon is for us." Dean said "how?" I asked him "spirit board. I guess he's holed up in some riverfront warehouse." Dean said as he put his phone back into his pocket "then why did you look so worried?" Sam asked.




"She just said the spirits warned us to stay away from Gordon." Dean said "oh, well, that's reassuring." I said as Sam and Dean both had their guns drawn as we made our way down the stairs of the warehouse. Halfway down, we realized we had just stumbled onto an extremely gory scene. The vampire who had been drugging women was knelt in front of two headless women who were hanging by their arms. Dean indicated for Sam to watch his back when he spotted a large knife on a table. He crept over to it and grabbed it.




As he stepped forward with the knife ready to decapitate the vampire, the vampire spoke "go ahead...do it. Kill me." He said through tears "what happened here?" Sam asked him "Gordon Walker. I never should have brought a hunter here. Never. I just....I just wanted some kind of revenge. Stupid...exposing him to my family." The vampire said "oh, yeah, you're such a family man." Dean said sarcastically "you don't understand." The vampire sighed as Sam walked around the vampire, pointing his gun at the back of his head as he walked over to the decapitated women.




"I don't want to understand, you son of-." Dean said "I was desperate! You ever felt desperate? I've lost everyone ever loved. I'm staring down eternity alone. Can you think of a worse Hell?" The vampire sighed "well, there's Hell." Dean said with a straight face "I wasn't thinking. I just...I didn't care anymore. Do you know what it's like when you just don't give a damn? It's like....it's like being dead already. So, just go ahead. Do it." The vampire said.


"Dean. Heads weren't cut off...they were ripped off...with someone's bare hands. Dixon, what did you do to Gordon?" Sam asked him as Dixon started sobbing, and the three of us shared a look of fear and concern.

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