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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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"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.

"Alright, if you're sure." When he woke up, he could do some more research. He pushed himself up and gave a stretch as he headed towards the kitchen. Figured he should let Bobby know that he was calling it a night. Just hoped things would be fine while he slept.

"Hey, Bobby? Think I'm gonna crash for awhile."

Bobby looked up when Sam walked in. He was a little on edge still. Still trying to deal with the idea of having a vampire in such close quarters. When Sam announced he was going to bed, he almost protested, but he could see the kid needed his rest. He nodded. "Alright. You know where the spare room is. Blankets in the closet if you need them."

"Thanks, Bobby... for all of this." He could have easily turned them away or went off on them like Dad had... but he hadn't. Sam really was grateful for that. He turned to head up to the spare room, grabbing an extra blanket as he settled on the bed. It didn't take him long to drift off to sleep. They'd been on the road a long time and with all the weird dreams he had anymore, a decent night's rest was pretty rare.

Bobby watched Sam disappear and then turned back to the coffee maker. Once it was finished brewing, he poured himself a mug, steeled his nerves, and headed back to the study to get back to work. Probably he should have gone to bed, too, and gotten some rest, but that just wasn't going to happen while he had a vampire under his roof.

Sam slept pretty deeply. There were instances where he jolted awake or squirmed restlessly, but he didn't actually wake up until that next morning. He just hoped that Dean had managed to make the basement safe and get settled in.

And that Bobby had left him be... maybe even started to feel more at ease around him. That might be asking for too much though.

Running a hand through his hair, he made his way groggily back downstairs. Coffee. He needed coffee and then he'd hit the books again.

While Sam slept, Bobby tried to make the most of things with Dean. It was still so damn hard to think of the boy as a vampire. Eventually, he'd asked fro and gotten the story of how it happened. It was about as ugly as he'd expected. Boy his age shouldn't have been hunting alone. It gave him a pang of guilt every time he thought of it. Should have tracked the kid down in person rather than taking the easy way out with a phone call. Maybe he could have stopped this from happening.

He watched Dean set up a side storage room in the basement for his daytime resting place. Bobby provided an old camping cot and some clean sheets for the venture. He'd been meaning to make use of that room sooner or later. Seeing Dean moving around in it just reminded him of his plans. Maybe after the boys left.

The boys. So hard not to think of them just like he always had.

By the time Sam got up, Bobby had fresh coffee on and was elbow deep in research. So far, it wasn't turning up much.

"Mornin', sunshine."

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