Supernatural Series Rewrite- Season 1

Dead Man's Blood- Part 2

You were sleeping peacefully in Dean's arms, your face to his bare chest and his arms were around your waist. What most people didn't know about Dean was that he was actually big on cuddling. He needed that grasp of reality and you were that. He needed you close to him so that he knew it was real and not a dream. You didn't mind it since you loved being in his arms.

He was strong.

He was brave.

He was home.

"Dean, Y/N, Sam, get up. We have to go." John slapped your feet to get you up. You groaned, not wanting to start your day now. You opened your eyes and saw it was still dark outside. You looked over to the clock and it was just a little before Dawn. You wouldn't have woken up if John didn't touch your feet. They were very sensitive and touching them is a sure way of waking you up, not matter how deep you are in sleep.

"I picked up a police call," John informed. Dean groaned and started rubbing his eyes while Sam sat up groggily.

"What happened?" Sam asked.

"A couple called 911 because they found a body in the street. Cops got there but everyone was missing. It's the vampires." John walked to the door.

"How do you know?" Sam asked.

"Just follow me, ok?" John said as he left the room. Sam got his jacket on and immediately followed his dad. You looked over at Dean who was sitting up now. He was still half asleep and honestly, you were too.

"Huh, vampires. Gets funnier every time I hear it." Dean chuckled and got up to grab his jacket. You giggled and did the same, following Sam and John out of the room.

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You and the brothers took Dean's car while John took his car. It was best to be separate because you could already feel the anger coming off Sam. John made you three wait by the car like you were children while he talked to the police.

"I don't see why we couldn't have gone over with him," Sam said, sulking.

"Oh don't tell me it's already starting." Dean rolled his eyes slightly.

"What's starting?" Sam asked, confused. John was already done and was by your side in no time.

"What have you got?" Dean asked, ignoring Sam's question.

"It was them all right. Looks like they're heading west. We'll have to double back to get around that detour."

"How can you be so sure?" Sam asked, getting angry.

"Sam..." Dean sighed, not wanting to hear his brother and dad fight.

"I just want to know we're going in the right direction." Sam snapped.

"We are," John said, not giving away any details.

"How do you know?" Sam asked, getting agitated. John ignored his son and handed Dean a bag of something sharp that resembled human teeth.

"I found this," John said. Sam scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"It's a.... a vampire fang."

"Not fangs, teeth. The second set descends when they attack," John looked from his oldest son to his youngest. "Any more questions?" Sam decided not to say anything and he looked away. You put a hand on his arm as a way to comfort him but he shrugged you off.

"Alright, let's get out of here. We're losing daylight." John walked to his car while Sam and Dean walked to Dean's.

"Hey, Dean why don't you touch up your car before you get rust? I wouldn't have given you the damn thing if I thought you were going to ruin it." John commented on the condition of Baby. You looked over at Dean to see him grimace and Sam with a 'told you so' look.