Previously on Take the Long Road Home,
As Alexis' brain began to catch up with the new reality she was faced with, she realized that she was in a car, with two strange men, and she was wearing nothing but a white bath towel. Make that two angry, and confused, but apparently dangerous men who were pointing firearms into her face yelling at her to explain herself and asking how she came to be in the backseat of their car.
So much for a typical Saturday morning.
Chapter 2
Faced with two large, armed, angry, shouting men Alexis did the only natural thing her body could, to react to a situation like that. She screamed at the top of her lungs startling both of the men causing them to shove their guns even closer to her in the backseat.
As the guns got closer Alexis scrambled away from them reaching for the door handle, and she tumbled out on the ground once the door opened despite the threats and protests from the two men in the front seat. As she got to her feet and began to run away from the car, they too scrambled to get out of the car to capture her, and hopefully get some answers about her presence in their vehicle.
Alexis ran barefoot down the side of the dark deserted road as fast as her feet could take her, over the harsh gravel that cut into her tender feet while clutching her white fluffy towel to her small frame. She heard footsteps pounding behind her and Alexis made the mistake of turning to look behind her. The motion yanked the towel on her head off, and onto the dusty ground. If she wasn't scared already, the sight of two ginormous men with guns running her down set her heart to pounding into overdrive as the adrenaline kicked in.
Now Alexis had ran track for a couple of years in her high school, and while she was no means the fastest runner on the team she could hold her own pretty well. When faced with this type of situation, with being pursued on foot, at night, by two large, angry, armed, men, once the adrenaline kicked in Alexis took off like her life depended on it, and for all she knew it probably did. Let's just say, that if Alexis' mad scramble away from the Impala was being timed, like the track meets at her school, she would have broken every school record, ever set, at any time, by anyone.
However, despite her best efforts Alexis was barefoot, confused, frightened, and did not posess freakishly long legs that took one stride to her three unlike her pursuers.
So the two large figures chased behind her gaining on her with every stride. One of the men, the shorter one began to wave his gun around and shout at her. Through the pounding sound of Alexis' blood rushing to her head and the heartbeat thumping wildly in her ears Alexis could make out the words, "Stop right now, or I'll start shooting!"
Not wanting to get shot, Alexis' instincts warred with her decision to run causing her feet to slow momentarily. But before she could make a decision either way the choice was taken away from her when the taller one who was closer to her launched himself at her, sending her and him flying to the ground, landing hard as their limbs got tangled together from the impact.
Realizing that she was on the ground in nothing but a towel being pinned by a large armed man Alexis quickly turned over to lie on her back instead of her stomach and began to hit him hard with both her fists, and with her knees, and feet. "Get off me!" She shouted as the man grappled with her arms trying to stop her from striking him, as the other man slowed to a stop behind them, training his gun on Alexis.
"Sammy, get off her, I've got her in my sights," the second man said to the one pinning Alexis down to the ground.
"You hear that?" The one called Sammy asked roughly shaking Alexis' arms as he straightened up slightly. "My brother's got a semi-automatic 9 millimeter pointed straight at your head, one wrong move and you won't live to see tomorrow." Alexis looked warily up into the barrel of the gun, stopping herself from struggling further she relaxed her fists, and gave a small nod to show that she was listening.
"Good," Sammy said in relief as he saw her defenses fall. "I can assure you that he's an excellent shot," Sammy went on to say, warning her as he slowly released Alexis' arms, getting to his feet and brushing off his jeans at her nod of understanding.
"I… I'm not, I mean… I don't…" Alexis stumbled over her words as she tried to come up with words to explain the situation.
As the men looked down on her in confusion, coupled with caution, and suspicion, Alexis mind began to wander as she looked up from her position on the ground at the two towering giants standing above her. I mean how tall can one person even be? 6'4? 6'5? Alexis wondered as she looked up in amazement at the tall frame of the gigantic one who tackled her.
"Who are you?" "Where did you come from?" The two questions asked simultaneously from the brothers confused Alexis, and her eyes shot back and forth between the two figures in the shadows not sure how, or even if, she could answer their questions.
"And how the hell did you manage to magically transport yourself into my Baby as we were driving down the road?" the shorter one with the gun queried angrily.
"One question at a time Dean," Sammy said calmly. "She's just a girl, and she looks terrified," he went on to say softly, gesturing to Alexis' face frozen in terror and the way that she was starting to shake as she clutched the towel to her body.
"Then, she'll have to prove that she is just a girl Sam," The one called Dean said firmly as he drew a flask out from behind his back.
Alexis recognized it as either being filled with whiskey, or most likely holy water, and since neither of those things were an immediate threat to her, she didn't flinch when Dean flung it at her hoping for a reaction. When her skin didn't start burning and sizzling like he had anticipated, Dean looked rather dissatified with the outcome, as he was hoping for a simple explanation and solution to the night's proceedings.
Sam however seemed to be relieved at the outcome of the test, and released a breath, satisfied that Alexis was not demon possessed.
"Hold on Sammy, just cause she's not a demon doesn't mean she isn't another kind of monster," Dean warned carefully, as he noticed his brother's guard dropping slightly.
"Do you honestly think a monster would be waltzing around wearing a bath towel in the middle of the night Dean?" Sam questioned gesturing to Alexis' wardrobe pointedly.
Ignoring his brother's protests, Sam crouched down beside Alexis.
"C'mon, up you go, off the cold ground, "he said as he noticed that her shivering was getting worse. Sam reached over and grabbed Alexis' arm gently pulling her to her feet where she stood shaking and trembling like a leaf. Partially because it was cold outside at night, but mostly because out of all the fangirl fantasies that Alexis had ever dreamed up in her teen years of meeting the famous Winchesters, if these men were indeed the Winchester brothers, this meeting was definitely not one of them. They were scary! Plain and simple. Scary and dangerous and not exactly what Alexis had envisioned.
So when Dean pulled out a big sharp pointy silver knife for the next test, Alexis did the only thing that was rationally left for her to do without getting shot. She fainted.
Hey guys, I know this chapter is kinda short, but I promise the next one will be longer, and will be from Sam and Dean's point of view, so we can see what they make of this strange situation, with this random girl who just appeared in their backseat. Please review! Thanks for reading!
