"Dean," she whispered elbowing him in the ribs in attempt to pull him out of his daze. "Sammy, help me out here,"

Dean shook his head and blinked his eyes in the bright sun light. He looked to Rose and almost passed out. Her long curly dark hair was cut into a short, straight, head hugging bob. Her 80's attire gone, and replaced by a black 20's flapper gown. He looked down at himself, finding a black and white pin stripe suit and tie. He scowled.

Rose grabbed his hand, and dug him after Sam who was heading for the local news stand. He handed Rose a copy of the paper, then huffed,

"1923...What did we do to deserve this?" Sam grumbled, in his unflattering blue suit.

"Ha yeah, what's next the future? Or medieval times?" Rose said sarcastically, touching the edges of her bob clearly uncomfortable with the lack of length.

"Don't give him any ideas babe," Dean said rolling his eyes. Taking the paper from Sam to get a glance at it.

"I think I know what we've got." Sam said, letting him have it.

"What?"

"A vamp nest that's taking victims at a local dance club," he replied.

"We are not going clubbing, Sam Winchester. You hear? No!" Rose said sternly. She could deal with having to wear the terrible clothes, but she refused to have to act the age. Clubbing was out of the question.

"Then how do you expect to take out the nest?" he asked, she glanced at Dean hoping he would take her side but only found an agreeing expression.

'God damn it,' she thought.

7 pm that evening, Rose stepped into the 20's club with her heels and boa, hating life. It wasn't hard to spot the vamp, tall muscular, blonde and trying to get a girl in a red flapper gown to suck face.

Rose bit her lip and made her way over while the woman in red got her act together, and turned down the vamp making her escape. Rose stood in the vamps line of sight, and struck a casually provocative pose. The vamp caught sight of her, and tried to make a move by taking her hand and pressing a kiss on her knuckles.

"Dashing," Rose commented trying to be dramatic.

"A proper description for one such as I," he said, kissing her hand again. Knowing that his fangs were a mere centimeter from her flesh made her uncharacteristically nervous.

"Might I show you around, Miss?" he inquired.

"Esmeralda," she lied.

"Esmeralda," he cooed. God what a creep. He offered her his arm, and she took it hiding a grimace. He began to walk her to the bar, but she stopped half way there.

"Oh dear, I seem to have forgotten my clutch in my car, could you accompany me to retrieve it," she batted her eyelashes for good measure.

"Of course," she couldn't help but catch his grin, that made her stomach churn. Rose lead the vamp out of the club and down the street a small ways, turned a corner then shoved him down the alley way where Sam and Dean were waiting to grab him and tie him up.

"Never again, you hear?" she threatened the boys, as they began to torture the vamp to find out where his nest was.

"We won't make you do that again, Rosie. Now snap a picture," Dean replied tossing her the Polaroid.

"Smile assholes," She said. Snapping a picture of the boys, making evil smiles at the camera and the vamp looking terrified and confused. "Aw, that one's going on the wall," she said putting the picture in the bag Sam came equipped with.

"Hey babe, can I take a picture of you all dressed up like that?" Dean asked over his shoulder while the vamp screamed under his gag.

"Why not?" She said, adjusting the boa around her arms, striking a pose. Dean laughed and took a picture. "Your turn, go for gangster," Dean smirked and traded places with Rose. He held a gangster machine gun, that was serving as his souvenir, and made a face for the camera.

"If you two dorks are done pretending to be movie stars, I know where the nest is," Sam called.

"Lighten up, Sam" Dean said taking a picture of him looking disappointingly into the camera. "So, did you kill it?" he asked putting the camera back into the bag.

"Yes, heads in the body bag," he said jerking his head behind him.

"Just leave it there, we'll be gone soon anyways," Rose replied "So where's the nest?"

"A few blocks down, it's a young nest so there's only about 4 of them there including him," Sam replied.

"How ever did you get him to tell you all that Sammy dear?" she gave him a twisted grin as they walked down the street.

"I asked nicely," he glanced at me with a mirrored twist4ed smirk.

"You two are sick," Dean muttered.

~Time Skip to 45 minutes later~

3 bodies lay on the floor, 3 heads lay leaking blood around them. Rose plucked the sparkly silver head band off the female vamp, held it up and said

"Souvenir?"