Abducted: Part Two SPN | Dean x Reader | Slow Burn

Chapter 34: Welcome Home

"Hunters!" A female's voice screeched as you stepped out from your own hiding place.

You lunged at the closest male who was able to dodge you at first. He was strong, but when you struck the syringe of blood into his leg and pumped half of the contents into him, he slowed down and you were able to slice his neck from behind.

The female who had called out upon your arrival came up to you next. Yelling profanities at you because as it turned out the male you had killed was her mate. You were able to jab her with the syringe as well but she put up a bit more of a fight. Leaving you with a laceration to your side, thanks to the small blade she carried. It didn't stop you from slicing her head off though. And you watched it fall to the ground before her body slumped on top of it.

Looking up, you saw Dean had already made work of the two remaining, meaning there was only one left. More than likely waiting for you both in the caravan.

"You good?" Dean called out to you. When you nodded back at him he added, "Stay out here," before moving into the trailer.

Within seconds you heard the sound of another head dropping to the ground. Followed a few more later by Dean calling out "Fuck! We're too late..."

The vampires latest victim hadn't survived.

You both slept in a little the next morning. Hunting a nest of vamps had taken the first half of the night. Resulting in leaving the motel you'd called home for the past three nights, shorty before checkout ended.

Your first point of call before hitting the road back home was coffee and breakfast. Findng a diner a few blocks away that looked promising. You sat down together for a meal of bacon and eggs, Dean adding a half stack of pancakes on top of his, as well as an extra cup of coffee, or two.

Now filled and ready for the five and a half hour journey home, Dean escorted you back to Baby in high spirits. The bacon had clearly worked wonders, as had the four kills he'd accomplished last night. Your two honestly seemed pointless, but admittedly, you were glad you were there to help.

"You're exceptionally happy today." You commented as Tulsa grew smaller and smaller behind you in the back window.

"Well yeah. Four vamps in one night. I haven't done that before... Was the date as good for you as it was for me?" He chuckled at you. "Cause I could definitely go for more dates like that."

"Oh hell no! The only blood I'll accept on a date from now on is some that's coming from a rare steak. And even then I'd be sending it back for the chef to cook the cow some more." You stated amused.

"What?! You don't like hunting as a couple?" Dean snickered back. "We already have the his and her machetes? Maybe we can get a his and her grenade launcher?"

You looked at him with a smirk. "Have you ever used the grenade launcher you have in the back?"

Dean glanced at you with his own smirk before returning his eyes to the road. "Nope. One day though... C'mon. You gotta admit, it's nice, just the two of us on the road. No Sasquatch brother of mine third wheeling."

"Pretty sure I'm the third wheel." You joked back. "But yeah, it's nice. Even when you're covered in monster guts."

"Washing the monster guts off with you was the best part sweetheart." He chuckled. Followed by a smirk that seemed to grow wider than the previous tongue in cheek comment called for.

"What?" You asked through your own chuckle.

Dean shook his head. "Nothing."

And the two of you continued driving in silence for a few extra miles. Dean checking the rearview mirror a lot more frequently than normal. Especially with you in the front with him.