***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!***

- This story takes place during "Croatoan" and "Hunted"

CHAPTER 1

To my fans of Supernatural:

She risked her life to protect them from The Hellfire Club. She was willing to sell her soul to save the Winchester family from her own fate. But little did she know what she was doing. Little did they know what she was destined to be – what they were destined to be. Much like the Sam and Dean, I too feel obligated to protect her but I have realized the need to share her story, because without it, no one will be able to understand the bond, the cost, the burden…

Chuck

Over the past several weeks Sam's abilities were getting stronger. His visions were becoming more vivid, more details, more painful. Most of his visions were related to others like him, people with abilities, or the demon. But then were times when he would wake up screaming Jessica's name – or Lex's. Sam told him he saw a red haired girl chained to a wall wearing a green dress. Even though he had a very adamant Lex telling him it wasn't her, the visions were saying otherwise, and it scared him.

To make matters worse, the visions weren't just coming in his sleep anymore, they came when they wanted.

There was a small stint when Sam wasn't getting anything. In fact, it was like old times with a vengeful spirit and all. Though, Dean could have done without getting arrested and his car impounded. Lex had a field day with that call. Hearing Dean beg for her help – she enjoyed it far too much but she came through. She hacked into the security system and cut the feed so they could steal back the Impala. She even went a step further to hack into the city records and clear both their names from St. Louis and Baltimore.

Then there was the cross roads demon. Having her confirm what Dean already suspected was torture. Usually Dean went to Sam for some kind of moral support. He tried. But how was he supposed to tell Sam how close he was to making such a deal. So Dean turned to the only person who was just as close as he was. Lex surprised him with her support. She actually talked him off the ledge. She made him remember the promise he made Sam. Thanks to her, Dean was able to move forward, at least for now.

And it was a good thing, because the vision silence was over.

Dean left to find some cheap beer only to return to Sam laid out on the floor. He was drenched in sweat trying to recover from a vision. Afterward, Sam told him about it. A boy strapped to a chair. Something was happening, something bad – and Dean killing the kid. The whole thing was crazy, but Sam's visions were rarely far off.

Dean pulled himself out of the Impala as Sam disappeared behind the bathroom door outside a broken down truck stop. He ran his hands over his face and sucked in a deep breath. Dean wasn't sure how much more Sam could take, or better yet how much he could take. They needed answers. Badly.

He dug into his pocket for his cell phone and dialed Lex's number. When Dean first met the girl, his hunter instinct told him not to trust her, but now she was the only person he could trust.

/How's Sam?/

Dean glanced back at the bathroom. "I don't know if I can do this Lexi. The visions are starting to wear him down. He barely sleeps. He barely eats. He just had another vision about me ganking some kid in Oregon. No other kids like him or yellow eyes involvement as far as we know but hell…"

Lex sighed. /I'm working on a couple leads./

"You gotta give me something. He's breaking Lex. Hell, I'm about to hit my breaking point." Dean begged.

/I wish I had answers, Dean. I really do. How about this, let me finish up here and I'll meet you guys in a day or so?/

"We're heading to River Grove Oregon."

/What the hell's out there?/

"How in the hell should I know? This is Sam's vision. I'm just playing follow the leader."

/Far enough./

"Get here quick." Dean was about the say something else when he heard Sam. He disconnected the call, raced to the bathroom and opened the door. Sam's face was mixed with water and sweat. His eyes were hard and riddled with pain. The circles under his eyes appeared to be just a little bit darker. "Same vision?"

"Yeah." Sam nodded using the sink as a crutch. "We need to hurry."

Lex tossed the phone over to the passenger side of her Honda Accord in frustration. She hated hearing how bad Sam was getting and her unable to do anything about it. She would never admit it aloud, but she was falling in love with him. Knowing that he was suffering was pulling on her heart.

To make matters worse, her lead was the last person in the world she wanted to see. Literally.

She took in a deep breath and made her way toward the complex. It was strange the déjà she felt walking toward the apartments. How many times had she made this trek before? Countless. There was a time in her life when this was more of her home than her own. For a long time, she came here as an escape from her life as a hunter. Hell, there was a time when she was about to give it all up for this.

Lex never expected to come here again, until she received the call. She reached the door. Lex remembered the code but she hit the call button. "Hey, it's Lex."

The door buzzed to life.

With all the courage she could muster, she opened the door and made her way up to the third floor apartment 317. With nervous hand she knocked. Almost immediately it opened. Standing before her was Dominic Bradford, her college sweet heart. He was as handsome now as he was then. He had deep brown eyes and hair as black as a raven. His skin was olive and remained tanned all year long. His smile reached his eyes showing off his perfectly white teeth. Like in college, Dominic was all about his appearance. He wore the latest fashions and kept himself in pristine condition.

"I know you know the access code."

Lex nodded. "I was trying to be respectful."

"Come on in." He moved out of the way to allow her in. She entered despite herself. "I didn't think you'd actually come."

"Why wouldn't I?"

"The way we left things."

Lex slowly made her way in. To her surprise, the apartment looked just as she remembered it. There were still indie band posters and cheap replica paints covering the walls. His guitar rested next to the couch. Old Chinese food containers were piled up on kitchen table and local brewer beer bottles filled the trash. Granted, only a year had passed since she was last here, but to her it felt like ages. "You said it was urgent. Something about a man with yellow eyes following you around?" Dominic nodded. After looking into the hall, Dominic closed the door. Lex raised a curious brow. Dominic was never so cautious. He played the laid back stoner guy, though he never smoked. "Dom, what's going on?"

"When I close my eyes, he's there. He's telling me to do things Lexi."

"Who?"

"The man with yellow eyes! God, I feel like I'm going nuts."

"Start from the beginning."

"I seriously thought you were crazy. You know that? You and your brother, talking about demons and vampires! But it's all real!"

Lex swallowed hard.

"At first I thought you were in some street fighting gang. You would disappear for days on end Lexi. And when you came back you'd be covered in new bruises, scraps and cuts. What was I supposed to think? Then I over hear you talking to Eli about a hunt and a demon exorcism. I thought I was helping you."

Lex turned away, shoving her hands deep into her pant pockets. The last time she was in this room, she'd been dragged away in a straight-jacket. She spent three weeks in a mental facility before she was released. They determined she was sane, only because she was able to play nice and tell the doctors what they wanted to hear. Of course, her release was only after a few sessions of shock therapy and medication trials. Afterward, she hacked into their database and erased any trace of her stay. She never saw Dominic since. "Tell me what's going on?"

Dominic licked his lips and sat down on the couch. "A few months ago, around my twenty-second birthday I started to be able to do things."

"You've gotta be most specific."

"I can read people's minds." Dominic glanced up at her. "I was able to know what people were thinking. At first it was only every once and a while but it started to get more frequent. I tried to shut it off but I can't. A few weeks ago I started seeing this man with yellow eyes. He's in my dreams. He's telling me how he has plans for others like me. That I have to prove myself. I know this sounds crazy but you are the only one I could think of who'd believe me."

Lex sat down next to him. "I do."

"You know someone like me, but he's a hunter like you." Lex threw him a curious look. "I told you I can't control it. It just happens." Dom cradled his head in his hands. "I'm so sorry I put you in there. I really thought…"

"You were helping me."

"You were talking about a demon killing your parents! Being a hunter who fought ghosts and werewolves. Do you realize how insane it sounded?"

Lex rose to her feet. "Of course I know. I live it remember? Every day! I do it so people like you don't have to. I told you the truth because you begged me to let you in. You said you wanted more out of the relationship. So I did and then you call the crazy squad to drag me away to some insane asylum." She took a moment gather her thoughts. "I don't blame you. I just should've never told you. I blame myself."

Dom rose to his feet slipping his hand to her cheek. Only to pull away just as quickly. "You're in love with the guy like me." Lex didn't answer. "I'm sorry. I didn't know."

Lex took a step back. "What is the demon telling you?"

"That he has plans for us."

"What kind of plans?"

"I don't know what he plans for the others."

Lex stared at him for a brief moment only to take a step toward the exit. "But you know what he has planned for you?"

The fearful Dominic sitting before her disappeared in a flash, replaced by a man full of conviction and purpose. A sinister smile parted his lips. "He said you weren't allowed to go. He said if you went you might end up getting killed and I can't let that happen."

"You're talking about Sam and Dean. What is Azazel planning to do to them?" He nonchalantly shrugged. "Okay, and how to plan to stop me from going?"

"I thought you'd never ask."

Something caught the corner of Lex's eyes. Just as she turned, a small wooden board came out of nowhere and smashed her over the head causing her to black out.