BLOOD LUST

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⋆༺ TEAR YOU APART ༻⋆
By: She wants revenge

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We left so early in the morning I didn't say goodbye to Bobby. I figured he had advised the boys to leave early because he knew that it meant I'd have to come home after our hunt. I never liked to leave without a goodbye, and Bobby knew that.

"Whoo!" Deans loud voice made my eyes snap open. I was sitting in the backseat of his car, a black Chevy impala, with my head against the window. I had slept most of the drive, and Dean was choosing now to be loud. "Listen to her purr. You ever heard anything so sweet?" Dean asked Sam, not realizing he'd woken me up from my slumber.

"You know, if you two want to get a room, just let me know, Dean and I'll wake up sunshine back there and we'll leave." Sam replied jokingly.

"No need." I mumbled as I rubbed my eyes.

"You're finally up." Dean commented, his tone lighter than normal.

"Wow. You're in a good mood." Sam observed, a small smile playing at his lips.

"Why shouldn't I be?" Dean snapped back, his tone changing quickly. Why couldn't I have slept through this?

"No reason." Sam replied with a shake of his head.

"Got my car, gotta a case. Things are looking up. I don't even mind Philly back there." Dean smiled, looking out at the road. My eyebrows raised in surprise at this.

"Wow." Sam scoffed lightly. "You hear of a couple of severed heads and a pile of dead cows, and you're Mr. Sunshine." He commented, earning a laugh from Dean.

"Don't compare me to her." Dean replied, his tone still light. It was nice that it was a joke this time.

"So I'm sunshine now? That's dumb." I rolled my eyes. I couldn't lie, I was a positive person. But sunshine just felt like another way for them to make fun of me.

"If I have to deal with Sammy, you have to deal with sunshine." Sam replied, pulling a small laugh from Dean. This was weird. If I hadn't known any better, I would've thought Dean had been replaced with a shapeshifter.

"That's still unfair. I have to deal with both sunshine and Philly." I argued and they both just let out small laughs. I let out a quiet huff and leaned back into my seat.

"How far to red lodge?" Dean asked, changing the topic.

"Uh, about another three hundred miles." Sam answered and I pressed my head back to the window.

"Good." Dean smiled, stepping on the gas and making the engine rev.

The closer we got to Montana, the faster my heart thumped in my chest. If Bobby was right and there were really vampires, I wasn't sure what I'd do. It'd been a long time since I had hunted vampires. There were hardly any left to my knowledge. But that was the way I liked it, so if I had to kill every vampire I came across, so be it. Those things didn't deserve to walk the earth after what they did to my family.

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"The investigation is on going, and that's all I can share with the press at this time." The sheriff told us. We sat in the towns small police department, posing as journalists for some news article. Sam was the one who'd spun the whole thing, so Dean and I weren't one hundred percent filled in on the lie.