Author's note: This story exists because you, the readers, asked for it. I received so much amazing feedback on my first story that it gave me the courage to continue to try writing. You have been asking for more Sam and Alex, so here it is. I hope you enjoy and review.

I do not own Supernatural or any of the characters found there in. Alex and the Mayfair mythology are my own.

Prologue

The feel of the bone going through Dick's neck was far more satisfying than he ever thought it would be. Even if it didn't work, it sure as hell felt good.

Elation soon turned to confusion and fear as waives of some mysterious energy began emitting from Dick's body. Dean had heard his brother and Kevin enter the room, but he couldn't bring himself to look away from what was happening in front of him. He watched as Dick's face twisted into what could only be described as a smile before he suddenly exploded.

Sam did his best to shield Kevin from the black ooze with his body. Once it was over, he turned back to check on his brother only to find that both Dean and Cas were gone. His eyes began to scan the room in panic before he yelled, "Dean!"

It took a moment for the world to come into focus. The woods Dean found himself in the middle of were grey and dull. He could hear a rustling sound and what he could only guess to be the growl of some vicious animal. He rose to his feet and tried to figure out where he was. Cas was nowhere in sight.

The sounds kept getting closer and closer as he turned in circles trying to figure out where it was coming from, but it was no use. It was coming from all sides. An exit was what he needed. Knowing which way to go was almost impossible without knowing where the attack was coming from. So he decided to fight. He reached for his gun and found it was missing. He was completely unarmed.

Three ravenous creatures suddenly sprang forth from the tree line and began to converge on him. This is it, he thought. The end of the line. One of the creatures knocked him to the ground and raised a massive claw, preparing to strike. Dean readied himself for the death blow, but it never came. Instead he heard the creature nearest to him give a howl of pain.

When he looked to the creature now lying dead at his feet, he saw that an arrow was protruding from its chest. There was a whistling noise and another creature fell. Suddenly, someone jumped from the trees and landed directly in front of him.

They dropped their bow and drew what looked like a machete from a sheath at their side and began slicing threw the creatures one by one. Each fell as quickly as the next. Dean watched in awe. It took him a moment to realize that his savior was a woman.

Her hair auburn was tie back into a loose French braid that flied around her as she sliced and diced the monsters attacking her. Before long, the last monster fell. She had her back to him, but he could see her shoulders rising and falling with her rapid breaths.

Slowly, she turned to face him. His eyes grew wide when he saw her face. He stared into all too familiar blue-grey eyes he had long since given up on seeing again. There, standing before him covered in blood was someone he thought he would never see again.

"Alex?"

She gave him a slow half smile.

"Hey Dean," she said. "Welcome to Purgatory."

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