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familiar faces (bloodnbadthings

Sam hadn't been out this way in a long time. Under other circumstances, he might have been looking forward to seeing Bobby again, but that was before he started traveling with something they normally be more inclined to hunt than buddy up with. This wasn't just any vampire though, this was Dean, and hopefully... hopefully Bobby would get that. At least hopefully not try to stake him on sight.

Either way, they were at the end of what they could do on their own. Eric had given them a place to really start from, but Bobby was definitely the guy who could lead them in the right direction when it came to tracking down and killing the demon. Dad wasn't going to help them and Sam wasn't going to call begging him for it... that really would put Dean in danger. Last time they met, he looked about ready to stake Dean if he hadn't been there.

Fidgeting a little in his seat, Sam found himself feeling over his neck again, checking it in the mirror for the hundredth time. He knew he didn't have any visible marks. They couldn't risk that one again with another hunter, even if it was Bobby. He just couldn't help the nagging worry that he'd know anyway, somehow, that Dean fed on him. Hell, that he fed on Dean.

Even if Sam had been trying to lay off the blood for this visit. No way was he showing up strung out on vampire blood either... even if he'd been almost tempted to ask for it. Something to ease up his nerves. Not a smart move though.

When they made the turn into Bobby's, he gave Dean a look over. "So, you ready for this?"

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Dean felt Sam's disappointment and reached over to put a hand on his shoulder automatically. He hated that he couldn't find the answer Sam needed. Dean would have done anything to take that feeling away.

"There's got to be some way to track it, right? Other monsters are trackable." Vampires, werewolves, ghosts... they all had patterns.

Sam leaned into that touch lightly when he felt it, trying to take some comfort in it. There wasn't much to ease those worries right now though. Even if they figured out how to track it -- and Dean was right, there'd have to be some way to track it down just like any other monster. Sam just didn't know what they would do now once they found it.

"I think Dad's already been tracking something down, so there's got to be something out there."

"I'll see what I can do." Bobby watched Dean cautiously. They were too close for his liking. Sam was too comfortable with a vampire's proximity and touch.

"Gonna have to give me a day or two. It's a lot of lore to comb through." He watched the two of them a moment. "Could use some extra eyes on it."

"Yeah, of course. Anything, Bobby." He slowly started to draw away from Dean when he caught Bobby's eyes on them like that. Cautious, maybe disapproving. Sam wasn't too sure, but he didn't want to give him any reason to take back that invitation. Didn't want to pull away from Dean either, but... he didn't have much choice there.

"We'll help out wherever we can."

"Sure. Whatever you need." Dean was a little disappointed at the loss of contact, but he let his hands fall into his lap and kept them to himself. He knew they had to be more careful around Bobby, but it still sucked.

"I have another six hours or so, anyway." Then he'd have to go to ground somewhere.

They did have to be careful now. Sam had gotten used to Dean touching him... he'd gotten used to touching Dean. Not always in brotherly ways anymore. They might not be able to pull marathon sex sessions since leaving the house Eric loaned them, but they hadn't stopped it completely. That was something Bobby couldn't know about, right up there with sharing blood with each other or the bond.

Hopefully he didn't pick up on anything while they were here.

"We'll need to find Dean somewhere safe before dawn."

"Some place like what?" Bobby wasn't too sure about a vampire bedding down in his house. Besides which, he wasn't sure where he could put the kid that wouldn't allow light in. The basement maybe, if they covered the few little windows. "Basement's the best I can offer."

"He's been sleeping under motel beds. As long as light doesn't get in and it's safe, it'll be fine." Anything had to be better than sleeping in the trunk or something, right?

He gave his brother a look. "Do you think that'll work, Dean?"

At this point, Dean thought he might feel a little safer in a motel room, but he could tell Sam was hopeful. Well, that and he was kind of hoping Bobby would decide not to kill him all on his own. He nodded slowly, glad for the vampire poker face once again. "Sure, that'll work. Can't be any worse than the dust bunnies I've been eating."

Sam was hoping the same... that Bobby wouldn't want to kill Dean, that he'd give him a chance. Sam didn't think he'd be sleeping easy when and if he could even convince himself to, not if it meant leaving Dean vulnerable. "We can cover any windows up in a little bit."

"Alright." It wasn't his favorite plan in the world, but it was what he had to work with. Besides, if he could keep Sam nearby maybe he could talk some sense into the kid. At least keep an eye on him.

He got up and reached for some books on nearby shelves and from piles around the desk. Once he had the ones he was looking for, he dropped them with a 'thud' on his desk. "In the meantime, let's get crackin'."

"Alright." Sam reached for a few of the books Bobby piled on the desk for them to go through, passing some to Dean and keeping some for himself. Better to just get focusing on what needed to be handled.

He settled in, scanning the pages, making note of anything that looked useful.

Dean took the books he was handed and started flipping through them. Once he settled into it and focused, the pages started turning faster and faster. When he wasn't thinking about trying to look normal, the vampire mannerisms started to peek out.

Sam knew that Dean wasn't exactly the same, deep down. Hell, Dean had told him once himself that he tried to act more human than vampire... But Sam couldn't even begin to get into all that yet. Didn't want to, not when Dean was all he had, not when he saw his brother alive after thinking he was dead all this time.

Besides, he wanted to believe that Dean could make this work, could keep himself in check.

While Dean read, turning the pages even faster, Sam kept his nose buried in his own collection of books. Finding answers was more important than anything right now. They needed a plan on what to do next.

Well, that was unsettling. Bobby paused in his reading for a moment or two, watching Dean. That was not the weirdest monster behavior he'd ever seen, but it was pretty weird up close.

Bobby shook his head and turned back to his own research, keeping one eye on Dean as he worked.

Sam kept up reading for a couple hours until he couldn't focus anymore, couldn't take in anything he was trying to read. That was it. He was kind o worn out after being on the road so long and it was getting pretty late on top of it all. "Do you have any coffee made? Could go for a cup right about now."

"No, but I can make some." Bobby sat back in his seat and stretched. Yeah, he could use a break, too, and a boost. Some caffeine was exactly what he needed.

He pushed up from his chair and headed for the kitchen.

He nodded and muttered a quick thanks as he marked his place in the book he had, putting it away. Stretching out tiredly, he gave Dean a glance over. "Find anything useful yet?"

"Not much outside of what Bobby's already told us. It doesn't look like anyone's done much in the way of tracking these things." Dean marked his place in the book and closed it in his lap. Then he turned to look at Sam, giving him a shrug. "Exorcising, summoning, binding... nothing about tracking. It's bizarre."

"Then we keep looking, I guess. There's got to be something in all this." Or at least Sam was really hoping. He let out a sigh as he brought his hand up to rub over his face, slouching down a bit.

"We have to find something." And hopefully, without having to go back to any other vampires for help.

"We will, Sammy. We'll find something. I promise." Even if it meant going further into debt with Eric. Although, Dean was starting to worry that even Eric might not have the answers Sam needed. Demons, especially ones that liked fire as much as the one they were chasing, weren't really things vampires were likely to get mixed up with.

He managed a smile at the promise, giving a nod. He wanted to believe that, he really did... even if things didn't look anything near promising right now. For now, he reached over to squeeze Dean's knee lightly. Figured they could get away with that much while Bobby was gone.

"Thanks, Dean..."

"Anytime. You know I've got your back, dude." His hand moved to cover Sam's, giving it a slight squeeze. The slight contact was nice, even if it had to be brief. "Why don't you grab some rest? You look like you could use it."

"Yeah, I know." He wished they could get away with a little bit more, but it was too risky when Bobby was ready to stake Dean already. "You sure you'll be okay, if I do? Still a little bit before sun up..."

"Yeah, I'll be fine. Don't worry about it." He could leave the house if he needed to. Dean was kind of hoping it wouldn't come to that, though. Bobby probably wouldn't try to stake him, at least for Sam's sake, so long as he behaved.

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