Welcome to Mystic Falls (A Supernatural/Vampire Diaries Fanfiction)

Chapter 2-Impalas and Hellhounds

But it wasn't the kind of flirty look that Caroline passed at me; it was more of an urgent-panic sort of look. It was like she wanted to say something to me but she couldn't say it out loud.

I opened my mouth, planning to ask her what it was when I suddenly saw her put her finger on her lips as if wanting me to keep quiet. When I looked at her confused she looked outside tilting her head slightly in that direction and then tapped her ear. I nodded my head getting what she was saying.

She wanted to talk outside, where nobody could hear us and somehow the panicked look on her face convinced me of the fact that she had a solid lead on this case.

"It was nice talking to you guys, but I have to go continue with my investigation," I said, curious to know what Sherry had to tell me.

"And I'll go drop him off to his car," Sherry added, standing up but Damon grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards him.

"Hey!" I quickly removed his grip on her wrist, but I could tell that the damage was done. I had seen Damon whisper something in her ear and now she looked even more panicked than before.

What surprised me though was that none of the girls had come forward to help her; it was like they didn't want to or more like they were afraid to.

In some weird way, Damon reminded me a lot of Dean-the way he talked, how he drank, his behaviour, how he flirted with girls. It just made me want to get the hell out of this pretty little town and go back to chasing Lilith so that I could get my brother out of Hell and back on Earth.

It was all my fault though, if I had found a way to save him-any way to save him, then he would never have gone there in the first place. If I had just been a little more careful and watched my back, maybe Jake the soldier would never have stabbed me in the back in the first place. And Dean would have never had to bring me back from the dead.

Thoughts of my big brother started swirling around in my head again and I felt like calling Bobby and just telling him that it wasn't working, the distracting hunt that he had made me go on made me only that much more desperate to get my brother back. But I could sense that there was something really weird going on over here and curiosity got the best of me.

"Hey Sam, you alright?" Sherry asked as we neared my car.....I mean Dean's car, nudging me lightly. It felt so weird calling it my car. I had always treated it as Dean's property, never realising that there would be a time when Dean wouldn't be there to take care of it.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking you that question? You were the one who looked all panicked and afraid in there. What did you want to tell me?" I asked all these questions at once.

I saw Sherry hesitate a little and I realised that it was probably because of what Damon had whispered in her ear. I suddenly wondered if maybe Damon knew what was going on over here, but like Bela he just decided to ignore it or maybe rejoice in it.

I clenched and unclenched my jaw, trying to calm myself down, which somehow seemed to be a lot harder for me now than it used to be a few months ago. I used to think that Dean was the arrogant and impulsive one and that I was the calm and clearly thinking one. But hadn't I been the one acting on my impulses since the moment Dean had been dragged to Hell. Thinking that I actually had a chance against Lilith was definitely not me thinking clearly.

"I...I saw something a few days ago," Sherry suddenly spoke out, bringing me out of my thoughts, "but it was...horrible and like nothing I had ever seen before."

I saw Sherry's face turn pale as she probably revisited that memory and felt sorry for her, though I could relate. I couldn't even count the number of times that I revisited the night that Dean had gone to hell, but no matter how many times I did, the images of those hell hounds scratching at Dean just wouldn't stop haunting me.

I put a comforting hand on her shoulder, "What did you see?" I asked her softly.

"I don't think you'll believe me. In fact I just don't want to get you involved in this. It isn't what you think it is Sam. These attacks are not normal and they weren't made by an animal either," Sherry stated and I suddenly realised that she knew, she knew who/what was doing all this.

"I know," I simply replied, "and I'm here to kill whoever's doing all of this."