CHAPTER ONE

Amnesia

Everyone does stupid things. Most of them are mistakes on a test, forgetting anniversaries, or saying the wrong thing. Which are usually big deals to some people. However when you mess up so bad that you can't recovery from it, then you know the small mistakes are nothing. If you don't know how bad I'm talking, then listen to Lexee's story.

LEXEE'S POV

I could see a faint light surrounded in darkness. I tried not to think about it. The more I thought about it, about anything, the more I remembered. But the light was becoming brighter and I was beginning to get cold. I slowly opened my eyes and realized I was outside under the moon. How did I get here? Better yet, why was I here? Did someone abduct me?

As I began to sit up I felt my body ache everywhere, and I noticed bruises and cuts all over. I suddenly became very aware of myself and what was around me. I barely had anything on, short shorts, and a tank top, no shoes. I woke up lying in a field filled with dead grass, small trees that appeared to be losing their leaves, and a fence. I smelled for anything recognizable, smoke or cars. Nothing. I was alone.

As I walked along the fence as a guide something weird happened.

"AHH!!" I yelped as I fell to the ground and gripped the wooden fence in pain.

I suddenly got the worst headache ever along with images that didn't make sense. I saw two men, a strange-scary-looking-thing, and…me.

"What the-AHHHH!!!" I fell further to the ground holding my head in my hands.

This time the headache came back even worse along with more images. The strange scary image had me by the throat and seemed to be doing something to me. White matter appeared to be coming out of my nose and mouth. Then the two men came crashing through a door shooting it, making it disappear. That's when I looked puzzled and jumped out the window. Before the images stopped the men said,

"Dean, we need to find her it could still be after her and-."

"I know Sam."

"Uh!" I rolled onto my back letting my head rest from all the pain. "What the hell was that?" I whispered to the air.

DEAN'S POV

"AHH! UGH! TUHH!" Sam yelled out in pain.

"Sammy you okay?"

"Tuh…" He looked at me as he caught his breath. "I'll live."

"You're still getting headaches? I thought they didn't last long, Sammy? Sam?" He was holding his head.

I took a look at my brother. He looked so weak after doing whatever he did, and there's nothing I can do to fix it. I'm the one that's suppose to protect him, care for him, and what happens if I can't protect him from, himself?

Then he took a deep breath and slowly sat up. "I'm fine."

"Do you think she got it? I mean it probably will scare the hell out of her, totally ruin the chances of us helping her-" I kept rambling on like an idiot but I couldn't help it, I still wasn't use to this whole thing.

"Dean."

"Hmm?"

"She got it."

I wasn't sure if I should be happy or worried that my brother can place visions, images, into random people's heads. Along with the fact that he one day is suppose to lead an army of demons? What the hell is all that about?

"Dean it says here on the Arlington Weekly Newspaper that on the outskirts of the city a woman was found near a railroad station. She appeared to be covered in cuts and bruises. When she was finally questioned she didn't even know her own name. The doctors believe that she has amnesia from whatever incident that happened."

"Does it say who found her?"

"Uh….Jim Harris. It says that he's the conductor of one of the trains. He was leaving the train as he found the woman lying limp on the ground. He says that he tried everything to wake her, but she wouldn't move. She seemed so…scared."

"Do you think it's-"

"Lexee? Yea."

I spin around. "How do you know?"

He shows me the computer. "There's a picture."

"Right. It doesn't mention anything about you sending her the vision does it? Sam? Sammy? SAM?!"

"Oh right. Sorry I'm just worried." He gets up from the table and sits down on the bed.

I nod my head. Sam looks up and studies my face. It makes me a little uncomfortable.

Sam quickly stands up and points to the computer. "I'm talking about Lexee, Dean. Who knows what she's going through right now."

"Well that's why we need to keep researching. We don't know squat about this damn thing and that poor girl doesn't know squat about anything at all!" Before I could stop myself I had raised my voice. I saw the look on Sammy's face, pout, apologetic, and hurt so I calmed down. "So geeky boy, where do we start?" I sarcastically said as I pat him on the arm.

"Well I think we should start with calling Bobby, maybe he's come across one of these before."

"You know, we really need to hurry up and figure out what this thing is because I'm tired of calling it a thing. Okay well you call Bobby and I'll go see what I can find out at with Jim."

"Dean wait, that article said that Lexee had mentioned something about the vision I gave her. The police think she's in shock and making it up to deal, but the doctors are thinking differently. They're thinking about placing her in a mental institute. Dean, w-we can't let them do that. She basically is blank upstairs, it would be torture to her."

I could feel the concern coming off of my little brother. "Don't worry Sammy, we'll save her. First we need to find a way to kill this son of a bitch." I flashed him a quick grin to cheer him up, but it did me no good. "Listen Sam," I walked towards him and began to place a hand on his shoulder, but his words paralyzed me.

"Dean, all she'll be thinking about are those images and I know what that feels like." I was taken aback. He'd never told me that before, it almost made me swallow my words, but I coughed them up.

"Well right now all you can do is call Bobby and figure out what we're up against." I nodded my head at him. "'Kay?"

I began to walk out the door and hopped into my 'baby'. We better kill this son of a bitch soon because I can't stand anymore chick flick moments.