Buffy The Vampire Slayer Fan Fiction / Supernatural Fan Fiction ❯ Vampire Hunter ❯ Chapter 7

Disclaimer: Don't own them

So the polls for this are closed and I've made my choices.

S3SPN, Xander is now 26 and Dawn is 22.

Since I couldn't find a city name for episode 7 I randomly picked a place on a map of the US.

Any dialogue from the show was gotten from the subtitles.

 

Chapter 7

 

“Whatcha got Dawnie?” Xander leant in over her shoulder and she shoved him back.

 

“Gross! Blood breath! Go clean your teeth!” She shrieked and Xander laughed but headed for the bathroom to do as asked. Wouldn't do to piss off the young witch too badly.

 

“So?” He called from the bathroom and she went back to her laptop.

 

“Looks like vampires.”

 

“Oh, joy.” He drawled and Dawn laughed.

 

“How far? Will I need you to redo my charm?”

 

“Yeah. Looks like we're headed for Reading, Pennsylvania. And I already repowered the charm, it's on the dresser. Have a fun night?” She called, powering down the computer and slipping into her backpack.

 

“The usual and yes mother I ate.”

 

“With your breath I figured that already.”

 

“Ha ha.” He came back into the bedroom and grabbed a clean t-shirt. Dawn wolf whistled for the fun of it and he tossed his dirty shirt at her. She squealed and threw it back.

 

“Get packed so we can go okay?” She grabbed her bag and headed out to the car. Still chuckling he shoved his toiletries back into his bag before heading for the motel office to return the key.

 

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“Did you hear that?” Dawn whispered and Xander nodded.

 

“Gunfire.” He responded tightly, he could take a bullet no problem but Dawn. He looked back at and she grinned, the air around her rippling for a minute. Xander smiled and nodded. Taking off at top speed since he knew Dawn could handle herself. Two very familiar scents hit him, Dean and Sam, plus two unknowns. He turned the corner and saw two males shooting at...Dean who was actually running at them. Everything seemed to slow as he pushed even harder to make it in time. His feet left the ground and he wrapped his arms around Dean's waist, twisting his body so he was the one that took the impact with the pavement, leaving them behind a car with bullets slamming into the windows above them. Wide green eyes stared down at him in shock and then gradual recognition.

 

“Xander?” He grinned up at Dean and then rolled them again so he was covering the mortal as glass rained down on them.

 

“Hey. Are you suicidal? The idea is that humans run from gunfire not towards it!”

 

“Had to buy Sam time to get away.” Dean answered and Xander nodded slowly.

 

“Okay.” He lifted his head long enough to take a quick look around and then looked up.

“Trust me?” He asked and Dean stared up at him.

 

“I...yeah.”

 

“Then hang on.” Xander tightened his grip and felt Dean wrap his arms around him. He gathered himself and then leapt straight up, putting out a hand to grab the top of the wall and then throw them over it. He lowered Dean but kept a grip on his hand and began to run.

 

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Sam rounded the corner and slammed into someone who went flying.

 

“Owe!” He looked down and froze.

 

“Dawn?” He asked, shocked and she looked up at him with a grin.

 

“Hey Sam. Didn't pass Xander did you?” She scrambled up to her feet.

 

“No.” They both flinched as gunshots sounded again.

 

“Come on.” She grabbed his hand and yanked but Sam was a lot heavier than she could move without him wanting her too.

“Move Sam! Xander'll help Dean.” She yanked again, ready to use magic if she really had to but Sam finally started moving.

 

“This way.” He kept a hold of her hand to help pull her along since his longer legs made him faster.

 

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Dawn looked around at the mattresses against the walls and raised an eyebrow.

 

“Nice room.” She commented as she got her breath back and Sam shrugged in embarrassment.

 

“Are you okay? You weren't hit?” He asked, looking her over for wounds.

 

“I'm fine Sam.” She answered and then smiled, moving forward to hug him. Sam tensed for a second and then hugged her back just as tightly.

“I've missed you so much.” That made Sam stop and think and he pushed her back a bit, moving back to put more room between them.

 

“What are you doing here Dawn?” Sam asked while the only thought in his head was please don't let her be possessed.

 

“Hunting vampires. Heard the gunshots and Xander took off towards them.”

 

“Hunting vampires! You....how...when?” He stammered and she smiled.

 

“Nice to see you the one speechless for a change.” She said and then spun as something hit the door. Sam pulled a gun and blinked as Dawn revealed a rather nice looking knife. They both relaxed as the door opened and in spilled Dean and Xander, after Dean muttered a quick come in to the vampire.

 

“Dean! There you are.” Sam lowered the gun and relaxed.

 

“Sorry. Wanted to stop for a slice but someone had other ideas.” Dean shot a look at Xander who shrugged.

 

“You okay Dawnie?” Xander asked and she rolled her eyes.

 

“Which one of us ran to the gunshots?” She asked rhetorically and he smiled.

 

“Nice move you pulled back there, Dean, running right at the weapons.” Sam yelled at his brother, Dawn's comment reminding him of his brothers' rather suicidal actions.

 

“I'm with Sam on this one.” Xander commented, ignoring Sam's look since Dawn had accused him of basically the same thing.

 

“Well what can I say? I'm a badass.” Dean answered with a grin which quickly faded.

“So I guess Gordon's out of gaol.”

 

“Uh, yeah, I guess so. You know, how the hell did he know where to find us?” Sam asked.

 

“That bitch.” Dean growled. Dawn looked at Xander who shrugged and moved to lean against the wall next to her. They stayed quiet while Dean called to someone named Bela on the phone before threatening to kill her and then hanging up. The room fell silent and then both brothers turned to face the two.

“Xander what are you doing here? I'm assuming that's Dawn?” Dean asked and Sam's eyes went wide, how did Dean know Xander?

 

“Heard about some local kills that sounded like vampires so we came to take care of the problem, I'm guessing you're here for the same reason. And yeah, this is the Dawn Patrol.” That got Xander an irritated swat.

 

“It's great to finally meet you Dean! When Xander got home you were all he talked about!” She gushed and Dean actually blushed slightly.

 

“DAWN!” Xander yelled, slapping a hand over her mouth to silence her.

 

“Dean?” Dean turned to Sam.

“How...when did you meet them?”

 

“Never met Dawn. Xander I ran into each other while you were at Stanford.”

 

“It was a few months after that that Dawn got her acceptance letter to Stanford.” Xander added for Sam's sake.

 

“Why didn't you tell me you knew Dean?” Sam asked and Xander shrugged.

 

“Didn't know he was your brother, he never told me his last name.”

 

“Wait, if you know Xander then why make such a big deal when Dad told us about vampires not being extinct?” Dean asked and Xander shook his head.

 

“What does Xander have to do with it?” Sam asked, turning to stare at Xander, Xander who should be near Dean's age and yet...he looked younger than Dawn now. Sam stepped away.

“What...” Xander sighed.

 

“He didn't know Dean. Not like I knew he was your brother or anything and it's not something you just tell anyone.”

 

“Xander...what are you?” Sam asked tightly and Xander sighed again before his face shifted and Sam actually squawked which made Dean chuckle.

 

“You knew?” Sam asked his brother and Dean nodded.

 

“I wandered into the wrong type of bar, Xander got me out in one piece. I looked you up, there's some really interesting sites that follow you two. So, soul curse?” Dean asked and Xander blinked.

 

“Is that what they assumed? No that was my sire. I kept my soul for other reasons. So no nasty curse with a very big out clause.”

 

“You're a vampire.” Sam stated, still seeming to be in shock. Xander nodded and Sam turned to stare at Dawn.

“Dawn?” He asked and she smiled.

 

“No vampire here. Me, drink blood? Ick.” She shuddered and Xander playfully grabbed her round the waist and growled in her ear. She shrieked and hit him on the head.

“Bad vampire!” the two Winchesters just watched in shock.

“So who were the people shooting at you and why?”

 

“You..you just...”

 

“Sam I grew up on the Hellmouth and my sister was the Slayer. Plus we've actually been looking for you two since I graduated. We're not the only ones tracked on underground sites you know. They said there was a demon after Sam, that it killed Jess but that you guys got it last year. That Gate opening? Turned into a mini-apocalypse in LA as the demons celebrated. Not a nice way to spend my birthday. Besides if you want to get real technical about it I'm only what, six years old?” She turned to Xander for confirmation which he didn't give, too busy chuckling at the looks on the brothers faces. Dawn sighed.

“There was this thing with a Hellgoddess, and yes that's as bad as it sounds. I was made to hide what she needed and given to the Slayer for protection. So they made me from her blood and bam, Buffy suddenly has a little sister.”

 

“So what are you?” Sam asked and Dawn glared.

 

“Human now thank you very much. I was...” She looked at Xander who shrugged.

 

“I think we can trust them.”

 

“I was the Key.”

 

“The Key to what?” She looked at Dean as he spoke and then at Sam.

 

“Dimensions. Glory needed my blood at a specific time to rip apart the dimensional boundaries so she could go home. Buffy died stopping her. So now you know can we get back to the matter at hand?”

 

“Gordon's a hunter....” Dean looked at Sam who shrugged.

“That's gotten into his head that Sam here is the anti-Christ.” Dean finished. Dawn looked at Sam and laughed.

 

“Sorry Sam but you? No way.” Sam smiled at that.

 

“Thanks.” She nodded and smiled.

 

“So we need to stop him.”

 

“We already got him thrown into prison once and he busted out.” Dean explained, taking a seat and pulling out a machete to sharpen, Sam sat next to him and Dawn and Xander sat opposite.

 

“There's still that vampire out there Dean.” Sam pointed out.

 

“First things first.” Was the answer.

 

“Gordon.”

 

“When we find him or if he finds us...” Dean trailed off and Xander had a pretty good idea what he was going to say.

 

“Yeah?” Obviously Sam didn't.

 

“I'm saying. He's not leaving us options.”

 

“Yeah I know. We gotta kill him.” Sam finished and Dawn's eyes went wide.

 

“What! Sam you can't kill someone.” She argued and Xander squeezed her hand.

 

“Sounds like they're running out of options Dawn.”

 

“I...I could bind him from harming any of us.” She blurted out.

 

“Can you really do that?” Dean asked.

 

“Sure. It's not that difficult a spell. I'll need a few things and it'll take some time but I can do it.”

 

“Won't stop him from getting others to do the dirty work for him.” Sam pointed out.

 

“Okay so I make it so he can't do that either.” Dean's phone ringing cut her off. When he hung up he grinned.

 

“Bela apparently doesn't want me killing her, she got us a description of where he is.”

 

“Dawn tell me what you need and I'll find it.” Xander told her and she nodded, digging out some paper and a pen and beginning to write a list.

 

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“So how are you going to do this? You said you're human now.” Sam asked as he burnt something that really stank, no wonder a vampire couldn't track you over it.

 

“I'm a witch. I may no longer be able to tear down dimensional boundaries but that doesn't mean all that power just upped and vanished. I started learning wicca off a friends girlfriend when I was in High school.” She answered as she went over the spell.

 

“A witch? But...Dawn the only witches we know are ones that have sold their souls to demons for power.” Sam said softly and she turned to him.

 

“Then you've never met a wicca or one of the many other varieties out there Sam. My power comes from inside me and nature. I'm a white witch Sam, promise.” Sam nodded and finished with the bundle he was holding.

 

“That'll stop the vampire from tracking us down till we've dealt with Gordon.”

 

“Good. So what else is bugging you?” She asked and he froze.

“Come on Sam, I know you better than that.” He smiled and sighed.

 

“It's just...what sort of hunter am I that I never realised Xander `s not...”

 

“Human? Being turned, because he kept his soul, it didn't really change him. Other than his dietary needs anyway. Plus I came up with a charm for him, lets him go out in the day but I have to recharge it every few days. We didn't know you knew so he was very careful to act human around you. Explains why he thought your scent was familiar, you smell like your family, like Dean.”

 

“Found the wharehouse.” Dean called as he opened the door. Sam nodded and grabbed his gun. Xander came in after Dean and dumped the bag in Dawn's lap.

 

“We'll go, you work the mojo Dawnie.”

 

“Be careful, all of you.”

 

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Dawn threw her knife but the vampire dodged. She lunged for the weapon bag Sam had left behind but was tackled to the side. She managed to roll and stared up into dark eyes.

 

“Gordon.” She gasped, hands on his chest, pushing him back.

 

“You're a nice looking girl, pity you're mixed up with Sam.”

 

“Why are you trying to kill him?”

 

“He's evil, he has to be stopped before he destroys the world.” He growled out and she rolled her eyes.

 

“You know how many times I've heard that about someone and guess what? World's still turning. Now GET OFF!” She screamed, throwing power out through her hands. Gordon went flying and she flipped up to her feet, hair haloing around her as her power was unleashed. Gordon growled and lunged and she held up a hand.

“Thicken.” She intoned and he slammed into a wall of solid air. The door slammed open and then Gordon vanished under one pissed off Aurelian vampire. They separated and Xander snarled, game face out and a lot scarier looking than Gordon. Sam and Dean froze in the door as they took in the scene. Gordon chuckled.

 

“Hanging out with vampires and witches now Sam?”

 

“Look who's talking fang face.” Dean snarled, pushing Sam behind him. Gordon tried to lunge for them but Xander cut them off. Gordon may have been a hunter but Xander was older in vampire years and knew how to use his speed and strength to his advantage.

 

“Dawn?” He called as he threw Gordon across the room.

 

“He wrecked it, I have to start again. But he's not human anymore...i don't know if it'll work.” She called as she moved over to Dean and Sam so that they were covered by her shield as well.

 

“So be it.” Xander growled and then he moved. Gordon's face was locked in surprise as his head hit the floor with a thump.

“You okay Dawn?” he asked turning to them, his features fading back to human. Dawn lowered her hand and with it the shield.

 

“I'm fine.” She answered, moving over to where she's been preparing the spell to clean up the mess. Xander pulled her up and looked her over for wounds. Dawn rolled her eyes and Dean chuckled.

“Laugh it up, you're probably next.” She warned and Dean's eyes widened. Sure enough as soon as he'd checked Dawn, Dean found himself being manhandled.

 

“Dude I'm fine. Get off!” Dean grumbled but in reality he liked it. Other than when Xander had been shielding him they'd barely touched and he'd almost forgotten what it felt like to have those cool, gentle hands on his body. Sam was next and then Xander and Dean took care of the body.

 

“So why do you smell so much like death Dean?” Xander asked as they dumped Gordon's body in the pit for burning.

 

“I'm a hunter Xander, I'm around death all the time.” He tried to shrug it off.

 

“Not like this Dean. Are you sick or something.” Xander put a hand on Dean's shoulder to keep him still.

 

“Or something.” The hunter muttered and Xander knew if his heart still beat it would have stopped then in dread.

 

“Dean please. I know it was just one night years ago but...I care about you. Please, maybe I can help.” Xander pleaded and Dean made the mistake of looking into his begging eyes.

 

“Sam...Sam was killed. I made a deal, sold my soul to bring him back.” Dean finally answered and Xander swallowed hard.

 

“How long?” He asked, dreading the answer.

 

“They gave me a year. So still a few months left.” To his shock instead of demanding more answers Xander yanked him in hard and covered his mouth in a bruising kiss. Dean tensed but then went with it, clinging to Xander as the vampire lifted him off the ground slightly.

 

“It's not happening. I will not lose you again.” Xander growled out and Dean was shocked to see his eyes gleaming gold but it didn't scare him. Deep down he knew Xander wouldn't hurt him.

 

“It...if I try to break the deal, Sam drops dead. Hell, we don't even know who holds my contract Xander.”

 

“Nothing's foolproof, we'll find a way if I have to go down there and tear the Hell apart.” Xander answered pulling him for another kiss. Dean was shocked, they barely knew each other and Xander was winning to do that for him. Why?

 

“Why?”

 

“Because it's the right thing to do. Because Sam is my friend and your death would tear him apart. And...and because other than my Sire you're the first person I've ever wanted to do more than just have sex and feed from. I want....I want you Dean, whatever you're willing to give me.” Dean's eyes widened as Xander finished. Xander wanted him? Why? The vampire could have almost anyone.

“Don't want anyone, want you.” Xander purred against his throat and Dean swallowed. No one had ever wanted him like that and he didn't know what to do. Xander sighed and gave him a gentle kiss before stepping back with a small smile.

“We need to finish and get back before they get worried.”

 

“Xander I....” Dean trailed off and Xander smiled again.

 

“It's okay Dean. I know this was sudden, just think about it.”

 

TBC....