Dean growled at the little bitch and launched forward, grabbing he roughly and jerking her head to the side before he dug in. He was a little amazed how easily his teeth pierced her skin, like he was biting through tissue paper. And when that blood filled his mouth...he now understood why Lindsey was so obsessed with it.

He continued to drain her until the woman stopped moving and the blood flow slowed down, then let her slip from his hands and fall to the ground in a heap. Dean looked down at his hands, he fet stronger but as memories slowly drifted back he remembered the wasn't right. He looked up at lindsey, face back to normal and dripping with blood. "What did you do? "