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Sorry it's taken so long.

Chapter 15

It didn't take long for Bobby to settle in with them, thanks to the way he'd been turned he had no hesitation in working for the good of their people. Sam and Dean were happy to have him there and part of their family again, he was their only link to their old lives now. His news looks were getting the old hunter a lot of attention, much to his embarrassment. With Lenore's addition had come several unattached females, all of whom were looking for mates and Bobby was definitely a good catch in their eyes.

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Sam leant against a wall, eyes roving across the gathering. It was Hermione and Dean's first wedding anniversary and a big party had been thrown in celebration. He grinned as he saw Bobby with Lenore beside him, her arm around his waist. He knew Bobby had been married years ago and had always mourned his wife, it was good to finally see him happy. He wondered what Hermione's family would think of the new kingdom their daughter was building, safely away from the European Wizarding World. So far Dean was the only other magical among them and Sam was the only psychic but that could change in time. They had grown beyond just Alex's team and Lenore's group, there were now nearly one hundred of them thanks to several other groups joining them and being turned from mongrels into true vampires, a few were new turns, people found in situations where they would have died.

It still felt half like a dream that this was his life now, Consort to Royalty, all his injuries long gone. No more living life hunt to hunt, running credit card scams and keeping away from the police. Thanks to magic he no longer had a record, but he also had a new identity, still Sam Winchester, just with some altered dates and parents, Dean had the same. He could never have imagined this life when he was attending Stanford, he still missed Jess and he knew he always would. He had loved her and would have happily spent his life with her if the demon hadn't killed her. that worry still plagued him, where had the demon been since that night in the cabin? It definitely hadn't come after them and as far as anyone knew John hadn't found it again. Until that thing was sent back to Hell permanently or destroyed there would always be that small, nagging worry that it would return and take all this from him.

But that wasn't his main worry tonight as his gaze settled on Alex, the older vampire was. He'd caught snippets that worried him from his thoughts, not enough to bring to Dean or Hermione but enough that he always kept an eye on him. He'd noticed he wasn't the only one, some of his one men did too. It was good to know he wasn't imagining things. He just hoped the other man would let go of his obsession with Hermione and his anger at them for being with her.

Alex watched as his Queen and her King danced, looking utterly happy. He hated it, hated them for taking her away from him.

Nick watched Alex and then looked at Michael who nodded, they would try to intervene and talk sense into him. He'd had years to accept this and yet still he wanted their Queen for himself. Grant was the silent shadow Alex never noticed following him, he was that good. They kept Leonard out of it, he was busy with the new baby and taking care of his family.

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John slammed the breaks on as a man appeared on the road in front of him. He got out, hand on his gun and the man grinned at him.

"What if I told you your sons are alive?" Alex asked, and John froze. The vampire smirked at the hunter who frowned.

"They're dead."

"Sort of, if you mean the blood drinking form of dead," he shrugged.

"Who are you?"

"My name is Alex and I'm your new best friend."

TBC…

Sorry its short but very busy and just out of hospital.