Nowhere To Run

Chapter One

Sam and Dean Winchester ran from the house when they realized it was rigged to explode. The last remaining survivor in the house was trying to shove her laptop into a backpack when Sam grabbed her hand, pulling her along with him. She began to protest but her laptop slid into the bag as soon as Sam started dragging her out.

They had just made it out to the lawn when the first explosions started. Sam threw himself onto the girl to shield her from the blast as they were thrown forward. The three of them hit the ground face first and rolled onto their backs as they watched flames engulf the residence. The girl had her hand on her mouth and tears in her eyes.

Dean stood up and grabbed the girl's backpack and Sam reached out his hand to help her up. "Are you alright?" He asked, as she dusted herself off.

"As alright as I can be." She frantically began looking around. "Where's my-"

Sam pointed towards the Impala. "Dean took it. I'm Sam, by the way."

"Thank you for saving my life, Sam. I'm Alex." She smiled slightly as they reached Dean leaning on the trunk of the Impala.

"I'm Dean. And this-" He pointed to the car. "Is Baby."

"Nice to meet you." Alex reached out her hand towards her backpack, which was still slung over Dean's shoulder. She opened it and started rifling through her things. "Oh, good. I have my laptop charger and my phone charger… Ooh, there's my camera… Hey, jerky!" She tore into the unopened bag of beef jerky while Sam and Dean exchanged confused glances.

"Do you have anywhere to go, Alex?" Sam asked, worrying his lip. They needed to get going. The firefighters and police were undoubtedly going to show up soon.

Alex shook her head and swallowed her mouthful of jerky. "No. I was living here with my parents. Long story."

Sam nodded away from the car and he and Dean walked to the middle of the yard, out of earshot. "We gotta get out of here, man. Let's just take her with us."

"You think so, dude? We don't even know her." Dean looked warily over at the girl shoving beef jerky into her mouth. She was wearing a leather jacket, a loose tank top with a skull covering the front, short shorts, and rocker boots. Her hair was bright teal and she had multiple tattoos and a couple facial piercings. After assessing her, Dean raised his eyebrows and changed his mind. "Yeah, sure. Let's go. I hear sirens."

"She seems harmless enough." Sam said, shrugging his shoulders, as they walked back towards the Impala. "And her family was just mauled and burned to a crisp."

"So, you're coming with us. We have a place you can stay for a while." Dean told Alex as he tossed her bag in the backseat.

"Am I being kidnapped?" Alex asked, as she threw her jacket on top of her bag.

"No. We're getting the fuck away from a crime scene. Come on."

Alex clambered into the backseat. "Hmm… Roomy." She said as she got settled. "I bet it's fun to have sex back here."

Dean started the engine and chuckled. "You have no idea." He replied, his signature grin spreading across his face. He reached for the radio and turned it up a little.

Alex leaned forward and turned the song up some more. "It's The Who. Don't give me that look." She laughed as she settled back into the seat. "Can I smoke in here?"

"Hell no." Dean said a little too quickly. "I have to get gas. You can smoke at the gas station."

Alex nodded. "There's a gas station a couple of blocks away that usually has good prices. You should go there."

Dean nodded and followed the directions Alex was giving him. A few minutes later, he pulled into the gas station and up to the gas pump. As he pulled out his wallet, Alex tapped him on the shoulder. "Take my card." She said, handing her bank card to Dean.

"You sure? How much-" Dean asked, taking the card slowly.

"Fill it up and get me a couple packs of cigarettes." Alex smiled at the tentative look on Dean's face. "One full tank of gas isn't going to hurt my bank account. Trust me. Besides, it's the least I can do." Dean got out of the car and pushed his seat forward to let Alex out. "Get me a Coke and a bag of chips, too. And whatever y'all want to snack on."

Sam and Dean walked towards the gas station and Alex walked in the opposite direction to the curb. Sam turned to look at the girl as she sat down and lit her cigarette. As she buried her face in her hands, Sam told Dean what to get him and he started towards their traveling companion.

"Are you alright?" Sam asked, taking the spot on the curb next to Alex.

Alex let out a forced laugh and looked up at Sam, taking a drag of her cigarette. "Like I said earlier, as alright as I can be."

"If you don't mind me asking, why were the hellhounds not after you?"

Alex let out an almost genuine laugh that time. "It's not funny. I shouldn't laugh. But the night the demon showed up at my house, I was spending the night with a friend. My parents didn't want to say anything to me about it, but I noticed things were happening. My dad's business had been bankrupt and suddenly it was doing well. My mom's business that she had out of the house was taking off after years of almost nothing. My brother was winning football games and getting scholarship offers. My baby brother was actually making good grades and he got the girl he wanted. I made a joke over dinner one night and asked if they had made a deal with the devil that I hadn't been in on." She took a slow drag of her cigarette. "I mean, everything that they wanted was happening, yet nothing was happening to me. It seemed as good of a guess as any."

"What'd they say?" Sam asked.

Alex leaned over laid her head on Sam's chest. Dean gave Sam a questioning look as he walked to the Impala and Sam just shrugged his shoulders.

"They got really quiet." Alex sighed and took another hit of her cigarette. "And then they told me. They told me about the demon and about the ten year thing. I was so angry. I ran away for a month."

"What about the explosives?" Sam wrapped his arm around Alex and placed his hand on her shoulder.

"They wanted to go out on their own terms. I was trying to get out when they heard the hellhounds. They didn't get it detonated fast enough. If you guys hadn't been there, I wouldn't have gotten out."

Sam didn't know what else to say, so he just rubbed Alex's shoulder in comfort. "Come on. We have a long drive ahead of us."

Alex just nodded and stubbed out her cigarette. She followed Sam to the Impala and climbed into the backseat quietly.

When they arrived at the boy's bunker, Alex climbed out of the car with a confused look on her face. "You guys live in a cave? Are you sure you aren't kidnapping me?"

Sam chuckled as he threw Alex's bag over his shoulder. "Wait 'til you see the inside."

Alex marveled at the inside of the 'cave' for a few minutes, smiling. "Okay, this is kind of cool. Where am I sleeping? I need to shower…"

"Yeah, of course." Sam led Alex to the room that she would be sleeping in and then showed her where the shower was and left her to do her own thing.

After her shower, Alex was walking back to her room when she heard Sam and Dean talking.

"How long is she staying with us?" She heard Dean ask.

"I don't know, man. She doesn't have anywhere else to go. No family or anything. Why can't she just hang around here for a while?" Sam replied.

"You trust her, Sammy? Really? We don't know anything about her, except that she's smokin' hot." Alex heard Dean chuckle.

"Dean…"

"Sammy. Seriously, dude. Think with the other head for a minute."

"Oh, that's rich coming from you. How about she stays long enough to get back on her feet?" Alex heard a bottle clink on a hard surface. "Damn it, Dean. Don't look at me like that."

"Go to bed, Sammy. We'll talk about this tomorrow."

A chair slid across a wood floor and Alex heard stomping coming towards her way. She hurried to the room Sam had shown her and closed the door quietly.

Sam sat up in bed, not sure what had awoken him. But then he heard a scream. He heard it again as he pulled his pajama pants on and once more as he rushed out his bedroom door. As he got closer to Alex's room, he realized her screaming had turned into his name. Sam busted her door open and ran to her side. He grabbed her shoulders and Alex screamed again, trying to fight him off.

"Alex! It's me. It's Sam!" He shook her a bit to try and wake her up better.

Alex took a deep breath and dissolved into tears when she realized that it really was him. Sam sat down next to her and wrapped his arms around her. Alex wrapped her arms around Sam's torso and buried her head in his chest.

"Are you alright?" Sam asked, rubbing his hand in comforting circles over Alex's back.

Alex sniffed and forced a laugh. "You have to ask me that a lot. I'm sorry. It was just a nightmare, I guess. Sorry for waking you up." She let go of Sam and rubbed her eyes.

"It's no problem. I don't sleep well, or much, anyways." Sam confessed, shrugging his shoulders.

"Thanks." Alex managed a small smile and lay back down. Sam got up and began to walk out of the room, but stopped when he heard his name. "Sam? Will you stay with me tonight?"

Sam turned around and thought for a second. "You sure?"

"Just in case I have another nightmare." Alex scooted over in the bed to make room for Sam and he climbed in next to her. "Thank you."

"No problem." Sam smiled.

Alex sat up, breathing heavily. Sam sat up and placed a hand on her back to let her know that he was there. "Nightmare?"

"Yeah. Sorry." The pair lay back down and Alex put her head on Sam's chest. He paused for a moment before wrapping his arm around her. "So, you and Dean… You hunt demons and stuff?"

"Yeah, kind of. It's a little more complicated than that."

"Tell me about it." Alex snuggled in closer and laid her arm across Sam's torso.

"It's a long story…" Sam warned.

"I don't want to go back to sleep yet."

"It might be a couple hours of listening to me talk." Sam tightened his grip on Alex as she shifted against him.

"I like listening to you talk." Alex smiled, closing her eyes as Sam began his story.

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