Of Vampires and Winchesters
Summary: Sam and Dean head to Mystic Falls on a case to kill vampires. Of course, it's only understandable they'd run into the Salvatore Brothers. One of the brothers takes an interest in the younger Winchester. Dean's not too happy.
AN: Sam is a half-demon and female. So she pops in and out whenever she wants. Her loves using her powers.
Disclaimer: I don't own Supernatural or The Vampire Diaries. I so wish I did though.
Ch. 1: Winchesters meet Salvatores.
Dean sighed. He was driving toward a small town called Mystic Falls, which apparently was infested with vampires as Bobby had explained. Sam had yet to make an appearance, but that was like her. She just popped in out whenever she felt like it. Freaking demon powers.
"Hey, Big Brother." Dean jumped and nearly ran off the road. He turned his head and there sat his baby sister in all her black clothed glory.
"Jesus, Sammy, don't do that! You know I don't like it when you do that!" Dean exclaimed trying to calm his rapidly beating hear. Sam smirked but let it drop.
"Sorry, didn't mean to scare you, Dean-O." Dean shrugged, Sam always said that.
"Yeah, sure you didn't. Bitch."
"Jerk." Dean smiled as they went through their usual silly banter.
"So, what case we got today, my dear brother?" Sam asked examining her nails.
"Bobby found a town infested with a nest of vampires."
"Ooh, my favorite." Sam said,
"Oh, I know. Anyway, it's in this town called Mystic Falls in Virginia. We should get there by night fall."
"So, what have you been up to, my dear half-demon sister?" Dean asked.
"Oh, nothing much. Just hanging around." Sam said cryptically.
"Care you elaborate on that, Sammy?" Dean asked, though he didn't want to know what his half-demon sister did she wasn't with him.
"Not really. I'm going to sleep. Wake me when we get there." Sam sat back in the seat and closed her eyes. Soon enough, her breathing evened out, telling Dean she was really asleep.
Sam was a half-demon. Old yellow eyes had possessed their dad and had gotten Mary pregnant with Sam. They never realized until Sam turned 15 and starting to come into her demon powers. John was around what she had, so Dean had to deal with the new Sam.
When Sam had turned 18. She declared she didn't want to have hunting as a full-time thing. She popped in and out most of the time, enjoying her newfound freedom in moving from one place to another. And Dean knew he couldn't suffocate his sister, so he let her do whatever she does. Because he knows Sam will always have his back. That's what family does. Even if she is an annoying little sister.
It was about 12 p.m. when the sign for Mystic Falls came into view. He turned into the first motel he saw. He parked and woke Sam up.
"Sam, we're here. Wake up." Sam groaned as she slowly came back from dreamland and sat up.
"Remind me not to sleep in the Impala ever again." Sam said wincing at the pops in her back.
"You should know that by now. My baby might be pretty, but she's not so comfy to sleep in." Dean got out of the care and walked into the motel office to rent a room.
Dean thanked the motel employee and went back to his car. He parked the Impala in front of their room and grabbed their bags. Sam had disappeared, bag and all. Dean sighed and walked in. There she sat, sitting comfortably on the bed nearest the bathroom. "That's cheating, you know."
Sam looked up, amusement in her eyes. "Not really. You just aren't quick enough, bro."
"No, you cheated using your damn demon powers." Sam rolled her eyes, laying back on the bed.
"Get over it ,Dean."
"I'm gonna catch a couple hours of sleep before we get started," Dean said laying down on his bed.
"All right. I'll head into town and get a feel for the town. I'll get some coffee and food while I'm at it." Sam stood, putting her black leather jacket on.
"All right. Don't cause any trouble, Sammy. I don't wanna have to bail you out again."
Sam rolled her eyes but said, "Okay, Dad." Sam saluted him as she disappeared. Dean sighed as he settled down to sleep. His sister was definitely a pain in his ass.
Sam made sure to she appeared out of sight before continuing to walk on the sidewalk. Mystic Falls was small, quiet town. One of those towns where everyone knew everyone and got into everyone's business. Sam watched as people talked with neighbors and friend, as if nothing was wrong.
'Nothing wrong, my ass,' Sam thought. There was a restaurant at the end of the block, so Sam decided to pick up food from there.
For it being only noon, it was pretty alive. So, Sam guessed it was the place to hang out and everything. Sam walked up to the counter and sat down at the bar. The bartender looked up from the glass he was cleaning and walked over to her, eyeing her up and down as he did. Sam sighed, she always had guys checking her out ever since she was 15. dean always got angry at this, going into big brother just on principle.
"Hi, what can I get you?" He asked.
"Two orders of a burgers and fried with onions on the one with mayo and ketchup on it." Sam said, taking out her wallet.
"That for here or to go?"
"To go, please." Sam said. He rung up the order and Sam paid. "All right, I'll let you know when your orders ready."
"Thanks." Sam flashed him a smile before turning away.
"I'm Matt, by the way." He said.
"Sam. Sam Winchester."
"Did you just move here?" Matt asked.
"You could say that. My brother and I just arrived."
"Oh, you have a brother. Older or younger?"
"Older. I'm the baby by four years."
"It must suck. Being the baby of the family."
"Yeah, but I know I can count on my brother. I've counted on him for the last 24 years of my life."
Matt smiled and went to prepare her order. Sam sighed in relief when he walked away. Sam turned to survey the bar. Throughout the entire conversation, she could feel someone staring at her.
Sam turned her head to her left to see a guy sitting next to her. He had jet black hair, wore all black clothes, and had a smug look on his face.
"Who are you?" Sam asked her guard up.
"I'm your dream come true. Damon Salvatore. So very nice to meet you…"
"Sam. So very nice to meet you. You're here with your brother you said?"
Matt came back, the orders in a to-go bag.
"Here's your order." He then noticed Damon. "Oh, hey Salvatore."
"Matthew." Damon acknowledged.
"You have a nice day, Sam." Matt said.
"Thanks, and you too." Sam picked up the bag and walked to the entrance. As she opened the door, she turned to look back at Damon. He smiled and waved. Sam turned and walked out, heading back to the hotel. She made sure no one was really watching before teleporting into her and Dean's room.
Seeing as Dean was still was sleeping, Sam took out her laptop and started doing research on the town, eating her own food as she did.
Dean woke around 3, and it was a good thing too. Sam was getting really annoyed by his snoring and his stomach rumbling.
"Hey." Sam greeted staring at her screen.
"Hey." Dean walked over to the table where his food sat and took it out. Since it had gotten kinda cold, Dean used the microwave to heat it up. Once it was warm enough, Dean sat across from Sam digging into his food.
"How's it going there, Poindexter?"
"Okay, I guess. Looks like vampires have been coming here since the time of the Civil War. There was a guy, Charles Gilbert, who led a vampire hunt to kill them off. And there's one other thing."
"What is it?"
"I found this picture of a fire that happened over 80 years ago at the Salvatore house." Sam turned the computer so Dean could see it.
"Yeah, what about it?" Dean took a bit of his burger.
"See the guy with the black hair?"
"Yeah." Dean said around a mouthful of food.
"Dean, that's gross. Don't talk with your mouth full. Anyway, I saw him at this restaurant I was at."
"Like his direct descendent or something?"
"Try his doppelganger. He looks exactly like this guy in the picture."
"What's his name?"
"Damon Salvatore. I think he's a vampire."
"Are you sure, Sam?"
"Dean, he appeared out of nowhere. I felt like someone was watching me when I was talking to the bartender. I had turned to look, then his voice came out of nowhere."
"All right, looks like we found one of our vamps."
"Also, I went to check out barns that had been rented or bought. I found one. Its just outside the town. It was bought about 2 months ago, around the time the bodies began disappearing."
"Okay, let's go kill us some vamps. We'll go at dusk" Dean walked to the bathroom.
"Why not now? They's be sleeping. Why at dusk when they'll be awake."
"Because it'll be fun and because I'm the oldest and I say so." Dean said. Sam rolled her eyes and went back to researching.
"You're going to get yourself killed one of these days, Dean." Sam muttered under her breath.
Sam listened until the shower was going before she disappeared, going to check out the Salvatore house. She appeared in the woods outside the house and crouched to hide from view. The house was old, but looked like it had gotten a new make-over. It had at least 3 acres. The Salvatore's must be loaded, Sam thought.
Sam ducked down at the sound of an engine, but made sure to have the car in her sight. It was a black convertible, so Sam wasn't surprised when Damon stepped out and locked it. Damon whistled as he walked to the front door, but stopped with his hand on the doorknob. He turned and looked out at the woods. Sam moved further back so he wouldn't find her. Damon shrugged and walked into the house. Sam sighed in relief and teleported back into the motel room. Dean looked up.
"Where'd you go? I came and you were gone."
"I went to check out the Salvatore house. For a century-old manor, it's in really good condition. The Salvatore family must be filthy rich." Sam said going over to her bed.
"They probably have been saving up over the years. Being that old of a vampire. They must have tons of money." Dean took out his prized machete and began to clean and polish it. Sam opened her own duffle bag and began to arrange her weapons, intent on using her own prized machete that had been specifically made for her. Sam always liked being well-prepared.
At dusk, Dean nodded to Sam and they headed to the barn. Once there, they parked the Impala out of sight so the vamps or anyone wouldn't see it.
Sam and Dean took their positions, weapons at the ready. They'd agreed that Sam would cover high ground while Dean took the lower ground. This way Sam had a higher advantage point and could help Dean out if he needed it, if she wasn't busy killing her own vampires.
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Damon and Stefan had arrived there a bit later. They'd been planning on going after the vampires in the barn for a while, knowing that they weren't stopped, they'd take out the entire town if they wanted.
And since they were vampires themselves, it would be an even match.
Damon smirked when they arrived outside the front of the barn. He'd been waiting a long time for this controntation.
"Are you ready, little brother?" Damon asked.
"Yeah, let's get this done." They went to open the door, but were surprised when it was opened by body flying through. Damon and Stefan stepped back in confusion. What the hell just happened? The person stood to show a young blonde man, machete in hand. He didn't seem to notice the brothers as he charged his attacker.
They watched him dodge around the vampire's own attack and sever the head completely.
"Take that you son of a bitch!" The guy shouted.
"Dean, pay attention! There's still 7 more of them!" A female's voice said fighting her own vampire. Damon moved to get a closer look at the girl. The voice was familiar to him. He smirked thinly when he saw it was the girl from the bar. Sam Winchester.
Sam severed another vampire head from its body. As she stood looking for another opponent, she sensed one come up behind her, and quickly poofed from sight. It stood there confused, wondering where she went.
"Behind you." It turned a second too late when its head was severed from its body.
Damon stared at the younger Winchester in shock. How quickly she disappeared and reappeared behind the vampire was like vampiric speed. Was Sam Winchester a vampire as well? Damon thought.
Sam looked down at the sudden cry of her brother. A vampire had taken him by surprise and had stuck him from the back. Dean lay on the ground, holding his wounded arm in pain. The thing crackled thinking he was hers. Then her arm was cut off.
"Don't think about it, sweetheart. You've had enough fun," Damon said, holding the severed limb.
Sam and Dean stared in surprise when they saw Damon. Why was a vampire attacking another and helping them?
Damon completely took out the wounded vamp and turned toward the Winchesters direction.
"We'll save the questions for later. Right now we gotta take these bastards out." Damon said, pointing to the last five vampires who were royally pissed off.
The vampires and hunters stood back-to-back, facing their enemy. Sam and Dean held up their weapons, and Stefan and Damon readied their fists.
The vampire enemy attacked first, fangs bared. Damon took the first two while Stefan, Dean, and Sam took out the last three.
Sam was having a hard time fighting her vampire. But she soon made a plan in order to take it out. Sam dropped her guard purposely, and the vampire fell for it. As it went to attack her, Sam held up her hand and the vampire screeched as it flew into the wall. As it lay there dazed, Sam turned on her Demon powers and completely ripped it apart, and as she was doing this, her eyes had turned black.
When its screams had died, Sam put her head down and sagged to the ground, eyes back to normal.
"Whoa, easy there." Someone had caught her before she could fall to the ground. He threw her arm over his shoulder and carefully helped her over to the others.
Sam felt a breeze hit her face, so she assumed they'd gone outside. The person helping her gently set her down, easing her to the ground.
Then she felt someone touch her shoulder. "Sammy, you ok?" Dean's voice came. Sam tiredly picked her head up and opened her eyes.
"It's Sam." Dean rolled his eyes while making sure she was ok. "I'm fine, Dean. I just need to rest for a bit." Dean nodded and let up, deciding to interrogate their helpers.
"Who the hell are you?" Dean asked. The darker-haired guy scoffed and looked at him, wearing an 'are you serious?' look. The other guy answered.
"I'm Stefan Salvatore. This is my brother, Damon. Sorry about him. He's a bit of an ass. Who are you?"
"I'm Dean Winchester. This is my sister, Sam. What the hell are you?" Though he already knew the answer.
Stefan and Damon shared a look before turning to Dean. "Well, from what you've already guessed, we're vampires. What exactly is your sister? Is she also a vampire?" Stefan shot a look at his brother, who ignored him.
"I'm not even close to being a vampire. I'm a half-demon, half-human breed. That's also why I tire out so easily when I use my stronger powers. They use up both my demon and human energy."
"Half-demon, huh." Damon said really surprised. "Haven't met one of them before. Full-blooded yes, but half-demon no." Stefan sent an annoyed look toward his older brother before turning back to the Winchesters.
"Would you like to come back to our home to rest for a bit? Like Sam said, she needs to regain her strength." Sam, by this time, had wobbly stood up, swaying back and forth on her feet. She almost jumped ten feet when a hand landed on her shoulder. She turned to see Damon, a sly smirk on his face.
"Don't you boys worry. I'll take Sammy here back to the house myself." Damon picked her up bridal style, ignoring her shout of "Hey, put me down!" Damon winked at the other two. "Meet you guys at home." And with that, Damon was gone in a flash.
Dean stood there, hand stretched out. He sighed and looked at Stefan. "Is he always like that?" He asked, referring to Damon.
"Sadly, yes, especially around beautiful women like Sam. He always has to try to charm them." He gave Dean an apologetic look. Dean waved him off. This gave Big Brother Dean an idea.
"Maybe this is what Sam needs right now to take her mind off everything." Dean said. Stefan nodded, though he had no idea what he was talking about. They headed to Dean's car and drove to the Salvatore house.
Damon appeared in front of the manor and opened the door with ease.
"Okay, we're here, so can you put me down please?" Sam said, struggling to be put down.
"Not quite yet. What you need is something to boost your blood sugar. I can tell your about to pass out." He went right into the big kitchen and deposited Sam in a chair at the bar table. Sam sighed and rested her head on the table.
"Okay, so we have a choice between chocolate or vanilla. Which is your favorite?" Damon asked, holding out two cartons of ice-cream.
"Vanilla. I think chocolate tastes gross." Sam said her head on table.
"Vanilla it is then." Damon put the chocolate back and took out a bowl and ice-cream scooper.
"This should help you get back on your feet in no time." Damon pushed the bowl to Sam, spoon and all.
Sam sat up and started eating it. After all, it was ice-cream, which was a rare treat.
"So, you're a half-demon. That must give you a lot of freedom." Damon stated. Sam looked up and locked eyes with Damon, staring at him. He stared back, then when he blinked she was gone. Nowhere in sight. "Yes, it does give me a lot of freedom."
Damon turned and saw her sitting on the counter.
"Wow, you're fast." Damon commented.
"Yeah, it's nice. It's called teleporting. Its way easier to travel now." Sam finished up her ice-cream and put the bowl in the sink, filling with water. When she turned back, she stared calmly into Damon's dark eyes as he stood close to her.
"You, Ms. Winchester, are the most intriguing person I've met in my lifetime, and I've lived for a long time."
"I'll take that as a compliment then."
"You can take it any way you want to." Damon hovered closer to Sam, almost kissing her. He noticed a bit of cream on her chin. So, he took his finger and gently wiped it up and licked his finger.
"Mmmm, vanilla." They heard the distinct sound of the Impala's engine as it pulled up and Damon quickly separated from Sam, winking as he did. Sam looked away, wanting to hide her flushed face.
"Damon? Sam?" Stefan's voice rang out.
"In the kitchen." Damon answered, eyes on Sam.
Dean and Stefan walked in, taking a seat at the bar table. "You feeling better, Sammy?" Dean asked. Sam nodded, turning back to them. "Yeah, much better."
"So, what do you guys know about the vampires other than us?" Stefan asked.
"Nothing much. We just know the town's infested with them. I did some research on the town. As you two know, vampires have been coming here for almost over a century. Yours guys' father had helped in the hunt to kill them. How'd you guys get turned anyway?" Sam asked, going back and forth between Stefan and Damon.
"I guess I'll start at the beginning," Damon started, "I had just got back from fighting the Civil War. I think it was because I had gotten really bored, and I really wanted to piss my dad off. That was fun. Anyway, I had met Katharine. She was beautiful and very spunky. But she was also a lying, manipulative, cheating bitch."
"Katharine got around?" Dean asked.
"Oh, yeah. Back and forth between my brother and I."
"Wow, bet that caused some tenstion." Sam said.
"You have no idea." Stefan muttered.
"Anyway, Katharine had locked the vampires in the Mystic Falls Church Crypt with a spell cast by a witch. By this time, Stefan and I had already been infected with vampire blood. They had put Katharine in the crypt as well. Our dad was pretty pissed we'd sided with vampires, so he killed us by his own hand. But what he hadn't accounted for was the vampire blood Katharine had given us. It activated and ta-da! Here we are 100 years later! And still handsome." Stefan rolled his eyes at Damon.
"Wow, betrayed by your own father. And we thought our family had problems." Sam said sarcastically.
"Since you guys are already here, would you like to stay in the guest rooms? That way you don't have to go back and forth from your motel and here." Stefan asked, very gentlemanly.
Sam and Dean shared a look with each other, having a silent conversation. Finally, Sam nodded and smiled.
"Sure, that'd be great. We just gotta get our things and give the key back." Sam hopped down from the counter and walked over to Dean. "Let's go, Big Brother." Sam turned to the Salvatores' and said, "Be back in a jiffy, boys." Sam placed a hand on Dean's shoulder and they poofed from the kitchen.
"Wow, that never gets old." Damon took a glass and poured himself a glass of scotch. Stefan rolled his eyes the old Salvatore and went to make up the guest rooms. Though he had to agree, watching Sam disappear never got old.
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