The last ten years had been busy for the ex hunter. When he was taken by Eli and Lenore they turned him instead of returning him. Sam thought about going back to his brother but with how Dean was acting... and with Gordon... It seemed best just to disappear. Dean would trust him, right? Sam wasn't going to hurt anyone.
Except that he did. He always did. He knew Dean was hot on his trail years ago but a quick trip out of the country changed that. Europe introduced him to a whole different breed and type of vampire and for once in years he had friends. Of course his friends were murderous vampires but it was a change from hunting at least.
Sam hadn't seen his brother in years and honestly, this was the last place he was expecting to run into him. Considering he was now looking down at at Dean, who was locked in a cage for viewing before he was going to be auctioned off as a slave. If Sam's heart was beating it would have stopped, his glass of blood tinted wine slipping a little in his hand. Dean looked older, tired. But damn if he didn't still look good.
His friends bought him here because they knew Sam needed something special. Some sort of friend that wouldn't have a choice to be with him, someone that could feed hid, serve him. At the time Sam chuckled about it and just went for fun. It'd been happening for years and he couldn't stop it but seeing Dean in a cage like that... he had to get his brother out of here.
6 and I'm gonna go nuts with it
Except that he did. He always did. He knew Dean was hot on his trail years ago but a quick trip out of the country changed that. Europe introduced him to a whole different breed and type of vampire and for once in years he had friends. Of course his friends were murderous vampires but it was a change from hunting at least.
Sam hadn't seen his brother in years and honestly, this was the last place he was expecting to run into him. Considering he was now looking down at at Dean, who was locked in a cage for viewing before he was going to be auctioned off as a slave. If Sam's heart was beating it would have stopped, his glass of blood tinted wine slipping a little in his hand. Dean looked older, tired. But damn if he didn't still look good.
His friends bought him here because they knew Sam needed something special. Some sort of friend that wouldn't have a choice to be with him, someone that could feed hid, serve him. At the time Sam chuckled about it and just went for fun. It'd been happening for years and he couldn't stop it but seeing Dean in a cage like that... he had to get his brother out of here.