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You parked your car away from his and watched as he got out of the Impala. He loosened his tie as he made his way to the motel room. Your mouth was dry, and your stomach felt as if you were about to throw up. "You don't have to do this. You can find a different way." you told yourself. But you knew there wasn't another way. It had taken you forever to track him down. And if you left now, it all would have been for nothing. Just a waist of time. Besides he and Sam were the only ones that could help you. Slowly you pulled the car up next to his. You glanced at your son sitting next to you.
He looked so much like his father. It was aggravating at times. You wished the boy had some of your features. But now you were thankfull. It might actually make it easier in the long run.
"Was that him?" your boy asked
"Yeah, that was him."
"Why are we doing this? We've been fine this long."
"Because we need his help. Look, just give me a few minutes ok. I'll come and get you."
"MOM."
"It's gonna be ok, trust me." You were nervous as hell as you climbed out of the car and stepped up to his room door. You glanced back at your son, gave a weak smile and then knocked. Slowly the door opened and you starred into Sam winchesters confused face.
"Hi Sam you probably don't remember me." You said.
"I..." you could tell he was trying to place your face.
"Sam where'd you put the....." Dean's voice stopped when he saw you in the door way.
"Hey Dean, long time no see." you said.
"Y/n?" your name flew from his lips like they meant to be there.
"Can I come in and talk to you for a minute?" Still confused Sam stepped back and let you in.
"What are you doing here?"
"I tracked you down. Been looking for you for a while actually."
"I don't understand."
"I'm sorry but who...."
"Sam, this is y/n y/ln." Dean said. Sam's face showed recognition at the mention of your name.
"The Vampires, in (town). What was that like 13/14 years ago?"
"12yrs, 9 months and 3 days to be exact." you said.
"you said you were trying to track me down? Why?" His voice came off a little annoyed and you suddenly wanted to flee.
"Look this was probably a bad idea, sorry. I'll go."
"y/n, you came all this way. There had to be a reason." Sam said softly.
"Yeah. I need your help. I'm sorry. I know your probably working. But I..."
"It's ok, we just finished a job." Sam said.
"Ok Well. Shit."
"Y/n what's going on."
"A few months back, I met this guy. I thought he was the one ya know. Only he wasn't. He played me. And...." You were stumbling over your words.
"And? Did he hurt you?" Dean asked angrily
"No. Well. Shit. Ok, I fucked up, and it turned out he was part of the vampires nest that you had taken out all those year ago."
"Did he?" Sam asked.
"No. I'm fine. But he's following us. I'm barely staying ahead of him. And I don't know how much longer we can keep running."
"We?" Dean asked.
"My son and I. He's out in the car." Dean looked a little taken aback, but not so much that he was shocked. After all it had been years since he last seen you.
"Why is he chasing you?" Sam asked
"My son's father, caused him and his clan a lot of trouble. He wants my son. Kind of a revenge thing I guess."
"His father's a hunter?" Dean asked. You nodded.
"No offense, but why didn't you go to him?" Sam asked. Slowly you looked at Dean.
"I did." There was a death shattering sound of nothing, as your words registered with the two of them.
"And?" Dean asked even though he was afraid he already knew the answer.
"And... I'm sorry Dean. I should have tracked you down as soon as I found out. I should have found a way to let you know. But You disappeared on me. And I knew your line of work, and I didn't think you'd.... Shit." You were almost in tears. Dean stood up calmly, Almost to Calmly.
"Let me get this straight. You didn't think after 13 yrs that You might want to let me know that I have kid?" Sam watched the two of you, as if he were watching some kind of off the wall reality show.
"You don't know how many times I wanted to tell you, I...."
"Does he know?" Dean asked. He towered over you, but you weren't afraid, you knew he wouldn't hurt you. And you knew he had a right to be angry.
"Yeah. He didn't until a few months ago when I realised what Max really wanted."
"So this vampire, he's after your son because we killed off his nest?" Sam asked finally. You gave a small nodd.
"Where is he?" Dean asked.
"Out in the car." Dean suddenly lost all color, he wished he had a drink, hell he wished he had 20 drinks sitting in front of him.
"Y/n, Why don't you go get him?" Sam suggested. You gave a small nod then turn and left.
Dean/Sam.
"Can you believe this shit?" Dean growled.
"Well, actually yeah. I mean come on Dean. I'm surprised we don't both have a dozen out there." Sam said.
"I can't do this Sam, I can't be a dad."
"I don't think she's asking you to. I think she just needs help."
"So what, We gank this asshole and then I'm just supposed to forget I have a kid?"
"I don't know Dean. But they need help. And after that, well... I guess you'll have to cross that bridge when you come to it." There was a small knock on the door. Sam looked at Dean who took a deep breath. Sam then went and opened the door. Y/n walked in followed by a tall young teenager. Sam couldn't believe how much the kid looked like his father. He stood straight up, as if ready to bolt, or attack at any moment. Sam gave him a small smile then shut the door behind him.
"Guys this is my son (son's first name) Dean. (Son's first name) this is Sam, and Dean. Your Uncle and Father." She said.
Dean looked at the boy. He was his, there was no denying it. It was like looking into a mirror.
"(son's name)" Sam said.
"Hi."
"So um, let's talk about this guy that's chasing you." Dean said. He couldnt take his eyes off the kid.
"You mean the Vampire that you forgot to kill?" The boy sneered.
"(son)" The way y/n said his name clearly was a warning and the boy sighed.
"When was the last time you saw him?" Sam asked.
"About a month ago. We were on road, and He was just standing there, watching our car pass. That's when I knew, I couldn't get away from him no matter how much I wanted to."
"So he's tracking you." Dean said finally.
'Yeah."
"Did you tell them about the threats?" (son) asked
"Threats?" Dean and Sam asked.
"It's not important." You said trying to dodge the conversation.
"Bull Shit. The Son of A Bitch called her. Said he was going to kill her in her sleep, and take me with him. Change me. I told her I wouldn't let it happen. But she thought we needed to find you." His words came off in discuss.
"He threatened you?" Dean asked. There was anger rising inside him.
"Yeah, but, this isn't about me. This is about him. And keeping him safe." Dean looked at his son. The boy stood arms crossed, attitude pouring out of him.
"Ok. Well. First we need to get you both somewhere safe. Somewhere he will never find you." Dean said.
"And where would that be?" The boy asked.
"You leave that to us." Dean said.