Supernatural : The Forgotten One

Chapter 45 - Eve

After being kicked out of my room so Dean and dumb ass could plan how best to kill a vampire I just walked around. I was not much in the mood to do anything but I did enjoy the outdoors. And I really did not want to be around either of them.

I had been out all day, hiking on the trails. Darkness had fallen and I decided it was time to head back. When I walked inside they were exactly where I had left them.

"Where's Sam?" Dean asked me speaking to me for the first time today.

"He's not back yet?" I asked him.

It had been almost a full day. He should have been back by now.

"Back from where?" Dean asked me.

"He went for a walk this morning. He should have been back hours ago." I told him.

Not even a minute later Sam walked in through the door with a worried look on his face.

"Where have you been?" Dean asked him.

"Can I talk to the two of you alone?" He said to Dean and I.

"You mind chilling out for a couple of minutes?" Dean asked.

Gordon shook his head no and the three of us walked outside.

"Maybe we need to rethink this hunt." Sam said once we were outside.

I was surprised by this. I have never had either of them to back down from a hunt before.

"What are you talking about?" Dean asked him.

"Where were you?" I asked him.

"In the nest." He responded.

"You found it?" Dean asked.

"Are you okay?" I asked at the same moment.

"They found me, man." He told us.

"How did you get out?" I asked.

"More importantly, how many did you kill?" Dean asked.

"None." Sam responded.

"Well Sam they didn't just let you go." Dean said to him.

"That's exactly what they did." Sam told him.

"Really?" I asked.

"Yes." He answered.

"All right well, where is it?" Dean asked.

"I was blindfolded. I don't know." He answered.

"You got to know something." Dean snapped at him.

"We went over that bridge outside of town, but Dean we shouldn't go after them." He told his brother.

"Why not?" Dean asked.

"I don't think they're like other vampires. I don't think they're killing people." He told us.

"You're joking. Then how do they stay alive or undead? Or whatever the hell they are?" Dean yelled at him.

"Magic." I said out loud not meaning to.

They both looked at me and I shrugged.

"It's a possibility." I told them.

"The cattle mutilations. They said they live off animal blood." Sam told us.

"And you believed them?" Dean asked.

"Look at me Dean. They let me go without a scratch." Sam said.

I looked him over and he was right. He seemed to be fine.