I'm Madly in Love with a Vampire

Chance knew he should have remembered that, but he had been spending so much time in a haze of trying to stay safe and keep them safe, it was hard to think on anything but their faces. Remembering just what he was fighting for.

"You know, we aren't completely useless. We know how to protect ourselves, your daughter, she's a vampire, just like you. Samuel...well he's not like her, but he does know how to use a bat, that's for sure. And I have my weapons, we can fight for ourselves. You don't have to stay away from us all the time." Part of him couldn't believe he actually said that, but at the same time, he was kind of glad to finally have spoken about it and said something. Though Chance hasn't been home in a long time. 

"I - uh - " he honestly couldn’t remember, his mind clouded with so many things. "B-blue?" he cursed himself internally, wondering how he could forget something like that. Part of him wanted to justify it, seeing as he was on the run constantly. He didn’t mean to leave Cas like this, but their safety was more important than his own. He didn’t want his kids to have the same life on the run as he did.

"Look, I - uh - honestly don’t remember. But there is something I have no one else would." He slowly moved the one hand, removing his mechanical arm and setting it down before the other. The hand of it moved even though it was detached from it’s owner. "The arm Asi made for me. One of a kind. No one else would have that. Or know how on our first date you cut up my food for me, how you drove me to the movie, and acted like a perfect gentleman. How you were there for me even though I was a fucked up pregnant vampire."

He looked over at Chance and spoke softly. "It's the same color as your eyes. I told you that it was my favorite color." He grabbed the arm and handed it back to Chance. He wasn't really sure what to do right now, part of him wanted to kiss the other, but at the same time, he wasn't sure if Chance was still the same person or not. He hoped the other was, cause he still loved Chance. The kids still loved Chance. 

Cas turned the light switch on and pointed to the kitchen. Heading there without even saying a word, he wasn't sure what to say. He pulled out a glass of orange juice for himself and then turned to Chance, not really sure if Chance wanted an actual drink or not. 

Chance couldn’t remember when the last time he saw his family was. Months ago? Years? At one point he stopped his running to be with Cas, but he was off again, on the trail of some asshole hunters.

You’d think they would learn not to mess with Dean Winchester. Not to mess with one of the best hunters in the business.

Not to mess with a vampire who could walk in daylight, and had a metal arm forged by a Goddess just for him.

But no, they kept pursuing him.

He had stopped them for now, lost their trail, killed off a lot of them. Chance had his regrets, but if they were stupid enough to trail him they deserved to die the way they did. And he enjoyed drinking every last drop of their blood.

The matter was if Cas would still want him now.

Chance hadn’t spoken with him in a long time, not wanting to draw the hunter’s to his family. But here he was, taking that chance.

The vampire pushed the door open, entering his own home as he looked around. He should make more noise, yeah, but he just wanted to see. What if Cas moved on? What if his family wasn’t his any more?

He walked through the hallway slowly until he saw the shadow of a person, noticing the familiar shape, he spoke softly. "Chance?" His voice was soft, cause he hadn't seen the man in a long time, he wasn't sure what to do with the fact that the kids were now a grade higher from Chance was last here. They had to learn to live with the idea of Chance not coming home again.