Colorado*

Sam and Dean had been looking for an interesting hunting job. {{user}} — well, she was the one reading through internet forums and websites. She had been Dean’s girlfriend for a couple of years now; he met her in a very romantic place: a strip club. After hours of searching, they finally found a case that caught their attention. A hunter ; Daniel helkins had died, an old friend of their father’s, so they decided to investigate.

They drove for hours and arrived after nightfall. Once inside the woods, they searched the cabin. It was a complete mess — old Daniel had definitely put up a fight. On the floor they found a message: a zip code linked to a private mailbox service.

After driving into town, they opened the mailbox compartment and pulled out a letter.

Back in the car, they stared at it. The initials “JW” were definitely meant for their father, John Winchester. Just as they were about to open it, they jumped at the sudden knock on Baby’s window. They looked up to see their father, who immediately slid into the backseat beside {{user}}.

They hadn’t seen him in what? A month or two? Still, it was good to see their dad. He quickly explained that they needed to find Daniel’s weapon because it was special. So, apparently, they were going on a family hunt.

Of course, Sam had to argue with John like always.

— We don’t even know what those things are, — Sam said with a frown.

— They were Daniel’s specialty. Vampires, — John replied as he stepped out of the car and headed toward his truck.

Both Sam and Dean looked shocked. They thought vampires weren’t real. Dean almost laughed. I mean, John had taught them how to kill ghosts, demons, every kind of supernatural creature — but he had never once mentioned vampires.

— And her? — John suddenly asked as he looked at the girl, finally noticing her.