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Sorry for the long wait.

Chapter 9

Sam grinned as he danced with Dean, both able to feel the people watching them move sensually against each other to the beat of the music. They were hunting but nothing said they couldn't thoroughly enjoy themselves in the process. Jesse and Xander had hunted earlier and they knew what the older vampires would be doing by now back at the warehouse they were currently staying in. they signalled out their prey, drawing them in before leaving the club with them for the alley where they hungrily fed on the two men who stank to their enhanced senses of blood and alcohol. No loss to the world. They hid the bodies and then left, wandering the city and enjoying the night,

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Bobby stared at the report from another hunter, it wasn't possible, it could be. But the descriptions matched so well. But he didn't want to believe it. Not his boys. He deleted the message and stood, heading for his room to pack. He had to see them for himself, see if these vampires were really his boys and free them if it was true. He would not let what was left of them run around killing.

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Xander grinned as he fought the demon, Dean beside him. Sam and Jesse were dealing with the demons 'friend'. It was a good fight; the two demons were relatively powerful but after all the training with the brothers they were no real threat. Xander darted in, taking its attention and leaving it wide open for Dean to kill. Seconds later the second fell to Jesse and the four grinned, letting their features flicker back to human. Xander grinned as Jesse pulled him in to kiss deeply, both ignoring the splattering of ichor on their clothes. Dean excitedly jumped his own mate, making Sam laugh but easily take his weight. The four walked away, blending with the night time crowds as they wandered, none noticing the man watching them sadly.

Bobby retreated to his motel, heart breaking at what he had seen. The report had been true, his boys were no more, all that was left were demons using their bodies. He had to kill them, but could he? He'd seen how well they had brought down their opponents, if anything their fighting skills had drastically improved since he'd last seen them and he wasn't getting any younger.

"So who do you think was watching us?" Xander asked as they flopped on the mattresses.

"It was Bobby." Sam answered quietly and Dean sat up.

"Bobby?" he had been in the wrong spot to see or catch his scent but Sam nodded.

"Who's Bobby?" Jesse asked and they both turned to their Sire. Neither thought twice about telling him everything. Bobby had been family in life but even with partial human souls their first loyalty was now to their Sire and their vampiric family. Jesse and Xander listened carefully before exchanging a look, someone so knowledgeable could be very useful. Pity about his age but that wouldn't make him any less effective as a vampire.

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Bobby froze at the whisper of movement behind him and turned, already knowing what he'd see. He stared at the two young men before him sadly even as Dean smiled.

"Hello Bobby." Dean greeted cheerfully but Bobby stayed silent. "Seriously? It's been years since we've seen each other."

"It's been years since I saw Dean but you aren't him." Bobby answered.

"So harsh Uncle." Dean shook his head, leaning against a gravestone. "We haven't gone anywhere."

"Dean." Sam called and his brother fell silent, Sam had always been the better talker after all when it came to the important stuff. Sam moved closer to Bobby who tensed, ready to fight but Sam held his hands up. He could easily make Bobby come with them peacefully and then once turned Bobby wouldn't care but he wanted the man he saw as a father to come to them willingly. "Hi Bobby." Sam greeted him calmly. "Why are you here?"

"Do you really need to ask?"

Sam shook his head. "I suppose not, you're here to kill us."

"I'm here too free what's left of my boys." He snapped and Sam smiled softly.

"We're right here Bobby." Sam moved slowly closer. "We're not demons, well not fully. You're still family."

"I don't believe you, you've been seen killing!"

"Scum who prey on the vulnerable. Worlds better off without them." Dean answered with a shrug.

"Bobby please, we're still your boys." Sam held his hand out to the aging hunter and Bobby stared at the hand. Why hadn't they attacked him yet? He knew he didn't stand a chance against them, they all knew it. And yet instead he offered his hand, like he was still Sam. He tightened his grip on his blade and saw sadness in familiar hazel, unable to keep from loosening his grip at the sight. That look was so Sam….so soulful…how could a demon make it?

"Come on Bobby, we don't want to fight you." Dean added, moving back up beside his brother, green eyes serious but someone who knew Dean could see the hidden pain and longing, emotions the boy had always buried to be John's soldier. The blade slipped from Bobby's hand and the boys smiled.

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Bobby lay limp on the mattress as Sam and Dean drank deeply from his wrists, darkness encroaching. It was hard to think…how had this happened? The cemetery….

he felt so tired.

"It's okay Bobby, you're going to stay with us forever." Dean promised, lifting his face to reveal yellow eyes and bloody lips.

As darkness overtook him he felt something warm slide down his throat and he swallowed.

Sam removed his wrist from Bobby's mouth as the man went still in death before smiling tiredly at Dean who was instantly beside him, tending to him. he'd given Bobby a good amount of blood and was understandably weakened by it.

"Good work Sam." Jesse praised. This was an experiment; would Sam's own uniqueness affect his children? Or would they be a normal vampire? Sam smiled at the praise from his sire, always happy to please him. And then he moaned as Dean's ministrations turned to teasing as usual after having fed and Jesse chuckled but pulled him to lean against him, keeping him from stopping Dean. Sam deserved a reward after all.

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Bobby happily taught the older vampires everything he knew about the Supernatural. He would do anything to please his sire and they needed to know to be safe. All he wanted was for his Sire and his mate to be safe and happy. He could remember how lonely his life had been but now he had his boys and their Sire as well as his mate. He didn't have a mate of his own but it didn't bother him, they never left him out when it came to pleasure. Now they were using his knowledge for a specific purpose and it thrilled him, John deserved everything he had coming for how he had treated them, he would happily drain him dry. Then again he probably didn't taste good.

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Rumour had finally reached John after six years but it was too late for him to do anything as the five vampires trapped him. he put up a good fight but years of drinking didn't help and he eventually fell under a blow from the creature wearing Dean's face. Then the pain began as fangs tore into him. they dragged his death out for hours until finally the man breathed his last. Xander and Bobby readied a pyre, none of them wanting the bastard to haunt them. Sam tossed the corpse on and they watched him burn before turning to each other to celebrate.

THE end,

Originally I planned this to be longer but I've run out of ideas so here it is. Bobby turned and John dead.