***This series does not belong to me. I did not create the Supernatural world, nor do the characters belong to me. This is my disclaimer. The Fields Family however is of my own pure genius mind so I kindly request if use is wanted to please ask. Thank you!***

Episode - "Born Under a Bad Sign."

To my Fans of Supernatural

As you've begun to realize, Lex isn't just a passing guest star. While Bobby played surrogate father, and role model, Lex played their conscious and voice of reason. When all else failed, when everything was starting to break apart, Sam and Dean knew they could turn to Lexi for a safe haven. But her role wouldn't end there. After risking her life – after fighting side by side – after jumping into the trenches, Sam and Dean were starting to realize how apart of their family she was.

I know what you all maybe thinking… You may have also begun to ask yourself, am I really Chuck? Or am I just another Fandom writer trying to add to the wave of fandom Supernatural stories? If I am really Chuck – why didn't I write Lex into my stories? I understand your questions and concerns. There are millions of fan-fic stories and many of them involve female hunters joining the brothers.

But my reasons for not writing Alexius Fields into my stories was for the same reason Sam and Dean tried so hard to not get her involved. Much like the Winchesters, I too felt – feel – obligated to protect her, but I also feel – now – that her story needs to be showed to the world. By removing Lex from the stories, plot holes in the Winchester boys' story have formed – holes that only Lex Fields' story can fill.

So I am releasing her stories to the world known as "The Lost Winchester Chronicles." Believe the stories or not, but it is about time the world know who Alexius Fields is.

Chuck

The sound of knocking woke her up out of a dead sleep. It'd had been a long night of flying and driving. Cancelled flights and bad weather always made for a perfect way to corrupt travel plans. About three days ago Lex received a call from an old MIT friend and fellow hunter – so to speak. Ash was a crazy odd-ball with a good stomach for liquor and a bad sense of style. They bonded during her first year. Being able to talk to someone else about the crazy demonic supernatural crap that existed was a godsend.

His call was out of blue. He mentioned a hunter name Jo who needed some backup in Duluth Minnesota. She was currently playing bar tender and waitress as a local bar in the area while working a case. Ash mentioned a few times how he would've called the Winchesters, but there was some bad blood between Jo and Dean – and of course Sam was missing.

A few weeks ago Sam went missing trying to hunt down some lead about another kid with powers like him. Dean had just told him the truth about the final words from their dying father and Sam blew, just as Lex suspected. He disappeared for a few days after that. Lex called every hunter she knew trying to find him. He reappeared and ended up saving Dean's life.

But the worst part about that whole thing – Lex found out entirely second hand from Bobby. Dean never called her to tell her Sam disappeared. He never called her to tell her he was okay. In fact, they cut their last stay short for some very odd reason she'd yet been able to discern. Lex gave them both an ear full. To Lex's surprise it was Dean who caved first. He told her their father made them promise to protect her, but instead they've been getting her involved and hurt. Apparently, they both agreed keeping their distance from her was safer for her. So far, they'd done a bang up job.

Lex wasn't upset with them, even though she tried. They were just doing what John told them to do. She would've done the very same thing. How could she be upset with that kind of devotion and respect? Instead of lingering on hurt feelings, Lex continued to do what she always did. She hunted. So when Ash told her about this friend who could use help, Lex jumped at the chance.

But being woken up at ten A.M. was not on her to do list today. She desperately wanted to get a few more hours of shut before she went to see Jo. The knocking came louder. Lex slipped on a robe and rubbed the sleep from her eyes as she made her way to the motel door.

Her heart skipped a beat and her body went hot, but the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end. The last time she had this feeling, it turned out badly. "How did you find me Sam?"

"I called Eli. He told me where I could find you. He said you were head out here to work on a case with Jo."

"Jesus Christ! Do you realize you're brother's been looking for you!"

Sam nodded giving his trademark sheepish grin. "Yeah, actually I just saw him. I wanted to make sure he knew I was okay."

"And is everything okay?" Lex moved out of the way still giving her gut feeling the chance to take the reins. "I mean seriously Sam… with everything going on?"

"Lex… I…" Sam stopped in mid-sentence and pulled Lex into him kissing her as passionately as he ever had. It took her breath away. "I'm sorry I left. I thought I was doing the right thing, but I don't want to walk away from this, from us."

Lex stumbled to find her words. "Sam, I understand why you left. In fact, I agree with it. I agreed with it back in the junk yard when I said we shouldn't be together. Not now."

Sam pulled away. "Right, I know but why does it have to be like this? Haven't we earned it?"

Lex swallowed hard sharing Sam's sentiments but unable to verbalize it, afraid of what would happen if she did. "Sam… look… I need a minute. Come on in. Make yourself comfortable. I'm gonna get dressed."

Sam made his way into the small one bed motel room. Lex smiled as sincerely as she could. She couldn't wipe away the feeling of uneasiness. Without drawing attention to herself, she grabbed a t-shirt and a pair of jeans off the floor. As she made her way to the bathroom, she swiped her cell phone from the small coffee table making sure Sam didn't notice. Lex shut the door and locked it before dialing Dean.

Dean pulled the phone to his ear to be able to listen better. "Hi… uh… sorry to bother you, but…" Dean was usually pretty good at lying on his feet, it was actually one of his better hunting abilities. But given the current situation – Dean was having a hard time coming up with something believable. "My son snuck out of the house last night and went to a Justin Timberlake concert." As the words spilled out, he realized how stupid it sounded, or so he thought. "What? Yeah, no Justin is quite the triple threat. Anyway, he's not back yet and I'm just – I'm starting to worry." He paused. "Right, yeah… boys will be boys." Dean agreed in annoyance. If this woman honestly knew what was happening… Dean thought bitterly. "But see Sammy is a diabetic and if he doesn't get his insulin… I just… I have to find him. Please. I'm begging ya." At least his desperate need to find Sam was genuine.

Dean's shoulder went straight as the woman began to help him. "Yeah, no, no, no, I'm on the website right now. I just need to activate the GPS in his cell phone." He quickly entered the password the woman provided and with a sigh of relief his coordinate appeared. "Yeah, right there. Duluth Minnesota. Yeah, that's a long way for a concert. I appreciate your help."

Just as he hung up his phone rang out 'In The End' by Linkin Park. He was more of a fan of the old school eighties rock but the first time he met Lex, she was wearing a band t-shirt and thought it was fitting for her. "Now's not a good time."

/Dean… Sam's here./

"Lex, be careful. That's not Sam."

/What the hell's going on Dean?/

"I don't know. But keep him…"

/Sam…/

Dean heard the startled sound of Lex's voice followed by glass shattering, wood breaking and the cut of her phone. He knew he didn't have any more time. He closed his phone and raced to his car. Duluth was five hours away from here. After the video at Steve Wendell's Dean could only hope he wouldn't be too late to save Lex. A sick feeling boiling in his stomach. What if he was too late?

"Sam…"

"And here I was hoping Sam's good looks would be enough to convince you."

Lex went to move, only to feel herself sailing through the air before crashing into the mirror. She fell smashing her head against the edge of the sink as the phone slipped from her fingers. Stars danced around her eyes. She was slow to get up. She could feel the blood running down the side of her face and the ball swelling above her eye.

Sam smiled and flicked his finger. Her body broke through the bathroom door and skidded across the carpet coming to a halt at the dresser. Lex could taste the blood oozing from her mouth. She got to her hands and knees spitting it out. She went to use the dresser to stand but Sam was already there. He pinned her to the dresser by sheer demonic force as he grabbed the chair from the coffee table and placed it in the middle of the room. "Here's how the game is going to be played. You're gonna answer my questions honestly and truthfully…"

"And if I don't?"

"Then I'll have the pleasure of torturing you and making Sam watch."

Sam grabbed her and pulled her down into the chair tying the knots with skilled ease.

"Screw you sick son of a bitch."

Sam's eyes went coal black as he smiled. "I was hoping you'd resist."

"How in the hell did you get in Sam?"

"Don't you remember? I mean I was in your head after all"