Summary; - Alexis Winchester is two years younger than Dean, and two years older than Sam. Their mother died when she was two and a half, and since then she grew up as a hunter. But when Sammy left for Stanford things changed again, and now Sammy's back with Dean things are about to change…but for the worst or the good? Alexis has a secret, one that isn't well hidden, will they be able to help her? Or will they continue to focus on the search for their Dad?

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Then:

Sam looked down at his trembling hands, full of adrenaline, everything was shaking. That wasn't the first time he stood up to his Dad, and he thought he had been getting better at it, but this was most definitely the worst argument out of all of them. He didn't know what to do, he didn't want to do this anymore, he didn't want to deal with the crap that came with hunting. And most of all he didn't want to deal with taking orders anymore, he didn't want to be a soldier!

However, he couldn't leave his siblings behind, he knew Dean could handle John, but he worried about Alexis the most. She was so fragile, yet so strong, he didn't understand how his sisters' mind worked, he didn't understand how she could keep herself together all the time. He asked her about it once, and she simply replied "because I know, when we hunt, I will do everything humanely possible to save all of them," of course that statement was wrong, the fact Alexis went…well the fact she didn't manage to save someone a couple weeks back, it was slowly killing her inside each and every day. And that's why Sam didn't want to leave her.

And Dean, what would Dean say if he left? Heck he knew he'd be pissed, but would Dean actually DO anything about it? If Sam kept his whereabouts quiet, would any of them actually come and look for him?

Sam flinched as he heard his Dad throw a glass on the floor in anger, he heard Alexis shout at him to tell him to calm down, then he heard Dean shout for some reason. With a deep intake of breath Sam stood up and clenched his shaking fists. He would miss Alexis, and he would miss Dean, but he had to get away from this. He walked two steps to the motel door and pushed it open, all eyes turned to him.

"I've had enough!" Sam said through heavy breaths.

John's eyes narrowed on Sam, anger almost piercing straight through them. "You want to leave? fine! Then go!" He shouted.

"No, will you two stop it!" Alexis screamed and stood in-between them.

John's throat seemed to clench as he looked into Alexis' eyes. Sam knew why, he remembered his Dad saying countless times to Alexis how much she looked like their mom, and he knew deep down it killed him inside.

"Alexis," Dean spoke and quietly pulled her out the way.

John marched straight up to Sam. "It's your choice boy! You don't want this life, fine! Just don't come crawling back to us if the normal life goes wrong!" he spat.

Sam swallowed hard. "Deal,"

Now:

Alexis remembers that night all too well, she remembers the smell of liquor coming out of her Dad's breaths. She remembers the tears welling up in her eyes, and the soft touch from Dean's arm around her back. It hurt to remember that night, it hurt to remember any night admittedly, but that night in particular was the worst. It was the night her Sammy left for Stanford, it was the same night she got dumped on Bobby.

"Alexis are you okay?" a colleague asked her as she stared in to space.

Alexis snapped out of her day dream to look up at her work friend. "Yeah Melissa, I'm fine," she sighed and put on a smile.

Melissa pursed her lips as she looked down at her form. "You know, there is that coun-"

"NO!" Alexis spat. "I'm not going to some dumb-ass counsellor who thinks they know everything about me, because they don't…no-one does," She mumbled.

Melissa nodded; she knew Alexis was right, no-one knew much about her. All they knew was she was the local (Bobby's) niece, and if anyone treated her in the wrong way there would be hell to pay. "In that case, there is a Mr Brenham in sector two, deep laceration to the arm, wife casually walked towards him with a knife, she slipped and hey presto, he wound up in our ward!" Melissa said and handed Alexis Mr Brenham's files. "Now get to work," she smiled and walked off.

Alexis sighed and looked down at her sheet.

"Hello Mr Brenham," she smiled once she reached her patient. "I'm nurse Winchester, I hear you've got yourself in a bit of a sticky situation," she smiled politely as she entered through the curtains.

"Could say that," Mr Brenham winced in pain.

"Well let me take a look at you," Alexis said as she uncovered the make-shift bandage the paramedics made to reduce the bleeding. The laceration was deep, and Alexis was sure if she looked close enough she would be able to see the bone. Something didn't feel right, his wife was supposed to have slipped, but if she did the laceration wouldn't be that deep, the knife his wife was holding would have just grazed him.

"Is he going to be okay?" Mrs Brenham asked, her face pale her eyes swelled from her tears.

Alexis looked up at her and covered the laceration back up. "He should be, he will most probably need surgery, the laceration is quite deep. Do you mind if I ask how your husband did this?"

The wife sniffed and wiped her nose with her sleeve. "I slipped, I had a knife, and then I blacked out. Hit my head on the floor," she swallowed as she pointed to her bruised head.

"I'll get you some ice, but for now, Mr Brenham I'll fetch a nurse to clean your wound and prep you for surgery," Alexis smiled quickly and left the curtained room.

She went straight back into thinking about Sammy, and where he was now, and she wished more than anything that he had survived – that some monster hadn't caught him unarmed. And then she did one more thing, something she rarely did, she prayed that she would get to see him some time and she had faith that she would.

Just then she felt a buzz in her pocket, she frowned and swooped it out as she quickly went through the back entrance of the hospital.

"Bobby, what is it? Are you okay?" she spoke fast.

Bobby grunted. "Okay is an understatement, but yeah, I'm good. Just thought I'd let you know I have…a case, it's here,"

Alexis' heart skipped a beat. "Here in Sioux Falls?"

Bobby sighed. "Yeah," he paused, and Alexis felt awkward, then it hit her.

"Oh my god! You want to ring my Dad don't you?" she grunted. It was part of the deal of her staying with Bobby, any danger in Sioux Falls, any what-so-ever Bobby had to call her Dad.

"That's the thing, I've already tried," Bobby sounded irritated, but that was nothing unusual.

"And…?" Alexis frowned.

"And the god damn idjit didn't answer," Bobby grunted again.

"Jeez Bob don't get too cranky, have you had any sleep since I started my shift?" she asked concern clear in her voice.

"No," Bobby grunted. "But listen, once you've finished your shift come straight back here, it's going to be a long night," then he cut off.

Alexis sighed. She did long for a hunt, any hunt, but at the same time she felt safe and secure where she was now. She had a good job at the hospital, and she felt like she was actually saving people, and that's what attracted her to the life she already had.

Dean and Sam – somewhere in South Dakota

Sam jumped up from his dream state and looked around him quickly. Dean could feel the tension coming off him, after all Sam had been asleep for near enough ten hours, the longest he'd slept since Jess died. And every time Sam woke up, he would jolt up, pupils wide and look around him.

"Good sleep?" Dean commented, he glanced at Sam quickly then back out on the open road.

"Yeah, that's one way to put it," Sam mumbled. He tried his best to stretch in the Impala and then examine the surroundings outside the car. Once he saw a sign he frowned and shot a glance at Dean. "Why are we still in South Dakota?"

Dean took a quick intake of breath. "We have to pick up someone,"

Sam frowned, "Who?"

Dean cleared his throat, Sam could have two reactions if he found out who they were seeing. One; he would shout at him, cause fuss, and make them leave. Or (his more preferable option) two; he would be delighted with the thought of seeing his older sister. "Alexis,"

Sam's jaw dropped as he contemplated. "She's not with Dad?"

Dean frowned. "Of course she's not with Dad! Why did you think that?"

Sam shrugged, and avoided eye contact with Dean. "Dad just seemed more protective over her than he was with us,"

Dean tried hard not to roll his eyes, this was a sensitive subject, and he wanted to avoid an argument. "He was," he admitted.

Sam nodded and pulled his lips to the side as he thought. "She's with Bobby isn't she?"

Dean grunted to himself. "Yeah,"

Sam laughed, he laughed so hard it almost shook the Impala – this confused Dean. Out of all the possible reactions he never expected that one.

"What?" Dean grunted.

Sam tried to contain his laughter. "Well the ol' man really did go crazy after I left didn't he?"

Dean didn't even try to hide his eye roll.

Sam stopped laughing and resorted to a large smile. "I mean, that's the reason she's there isn't it? After that kill a few weeks before I left, he was trying to take better care of her, and he thought having two brothers would solve that. But then I left and-"

"And Dad sent her packing to Bobby! Yeah," Dean said, his jaw clenched. That's just one of the reasons for his boiling anger in the pit of his stomach, Sam left, and because of it Alexis was pushed out of his life. All because she didn't have enough body guards to protect her, he didn't just loose a brother and a sister that day, he lost his best friends even if he didn't like to admit it to himself, it was true.

Sam's smile faded and he looked to the floor. "Isn't she going to be kinda pissed if we just show up?"

Dean grinned, Alexis never like unwanted visitors, especially ones she didn't like. But he hadn't left her out of the dark completely, every time he went solo he would attempt to call Bobby and check up on her, and sometimes he would even call Alexis herself, then stop by the next day for a catch-up session with her. The last time they spoke things were fine, simple, no complications – now he was going to show up with Sammy, he was sure things would be different. "Na, I'm pretty sure she'll appreciate the visit,"

Sam nodded then another thought came to his mind. "Does she hunt with Bobby?"

Dean gave him an exasperated look.

"What? I'm interested that's all!" he said in his defence.

Dean let out one last sigh. "You'll see once we get there Sammy, you'll see,"

Sam didn't take any comfort in Dean's words, but he knew better than to back-chat him, so he slid down in his chair and looked out at the setting sun. He wished more than anything that Alexis wouldn't be mad at him, that she would be the one person who understood where he came from, she was normally that person – but from the tone of Dean's voice it sounded as if she might have changed, and that scared Sam, that scared Sam quite a lot.

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