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Chapter 1

"Stanford? As in we are hear to see Sam?" I asked, still thinking I am dreaming we haven't seen or spoken to Sam in two years.

"Shhh…" Dean hushed me as he picked the lock of the building and made his way to Sam's door.

"We could just knock you know or they do have these wonderful inventions called door bells" I pointed to the bell next to Sam's door.

But Dean swatted my hand away. "It's 3 in the morning; if we knock or ring, like you want, he won't answer."

"Well at least let me do it so we aren't standing in the hallway all night" I exclaimed. I took the lock pick out of his hands and had the door open in no time. I saw Dean smile to himself since he is the one who taught me that.

Dean pushed me aside and walked right into a table knocking over a few picture frames making a very loud noise. Out of no where he got tackled unexpectedly and Dean wrestled right back.

"Whoa, easy, tiger" Dean laughed.

"Dean?" Sam said in shock, "You scared the crap out of me!"

"That's cause you are out of practice" Dean smiled as he was still pinning Sam to the floor and as soon as he said that Sam flipped him over. "Or not…Get off me"

"What the hell are you doing here?" Sam asked while helping Dean off the floor.

I was still kind of shocked that Sam hadn't noticed me standing there watching this happen. So I decided to answer the question he had asked.

"Making sure you are still alive and not possessed because I-We haven't heard from you in 2 years." I said as nastily as I could as I went to stand next to Dean.

"Alexa!" Dean said in shock.

"Uh, the phone?" Sam said, shaking his head in disbelief that his siblings actually broke into his apartment in the middle of the night.

"Sam, I called for a month straight after you left and you never once answered or called me back!" I was getting pissed now. Dean put a hand on my shoulder to hold me back from getting in Sam's face.

Just then we heard a noise from the back of the apartment and a blonde girl wearing Sam's boxers and a Smurfs t-shirt that looked like it belonged to a 5 year old came out to see what was going on a stood next to Sam.

"Hey Jess," Sam started, "This is my brother, Dean and my sister, Alexa" pointing to each of us as he said our names.

"Oh my God, I have heard so much about you!" Jess nearly squealed.

"You have?" I questioned, looking at her like she was insane.

"Yeah I can't believe that you had time to visit with how busy you guys are selling those car parts, Sam said you had this awful boss who wouldn't let you take vacations."

"Something like that." I mumbled.

"I love the Smurfs" Dean smiled as his eyes were making there way up and down her body, "You know I got to tell you, you are completely out of my brother's league"

"Let me just go put something on, then do you guys want something to eat?"

She was way too chipper for me, especially at this hour.

"Actually we need to borrow your boyfriend and talk about some private family business" Dean replied.

"No, anything you have to say to me you can say in front of her" Sam insisted.

I had enough of this, I just wanted to be back in the Impala and try and get some sleep. "Dad is on a hunting trip and hasn't been home in a few days, wanna talk now?"

"Jess, excuse us" Sam said gravely. "We have to go outside."

We not only walked into the hallway but completely out of the building before Sam would even talk to us. Well Dean at least because all I kept getting were death glares.

"We need your help Sammy," Dean started.

"No" Sam laughed. "I mean come on you can't show up here at 3 in the morning, break into my apartment," he looked over at me, "be rude to my girlfriend," then back at Dean "and expect me to hit the road with you!"

"You're not hearing me," Dean said "Dad is missing!"

"I swore I was done hunting, you have Lex you don't need me"

"Come on you know how much of a pain in the ass she can be I need back-up" Dean smirked trying to lighten the mood.

I just rolled my eyes and walked back to the Impala, got in the passenger seat and curled back up with Dean's Jacket. They must have come to an agreement because next thing I knew Dean was getting in the driver's seat and Sam opened the passenger side door.

"What the hell are you doing?!" I shouted as Sam tried to move me.

"If I am coming, I am not sitting in the back, and you are smaller" Sam simply replied.

"Fuck off, I'm going back to sleep"

Sam looked to Dean for help and he just shrugged. Sam sighed and got into the backseat and we were finally off to Jericho.

She slid up the wall unable to breathe until her back was against the ceiling and her blonde hair covered her face. Her stomach started dripping blood onto the bed bellow. She took one final gasp for air before bursting into flames.

I shot up from my seat and instantly grabbed my stomach, feeling like if I let go I was going to fall apart and started trying to catch my breath.

"Hey, hey, hey, you alright?" Dean asked "What's wrong?"

I finally got my breathing back to normal and let go of my stomach. "Nightmare" was all I could say.

Dean looked at me then in the rearview mirror at Sam who had a concerned look on his face.

"Lex you haven't had a nightmare in ten years, at least not like this, and now you have had three in the last two nights, what's going on?"

"Dean, I'm fine it was just a dream, where are we?"

Dean knew I was lying, he always could read me like a book but he also knew that if he pushed to hard I would never tell him so he let it drop, for now.

"We stopped to get gas, we should be there in about an hour or so, I'm going to go get food, you want anything?"

"Monster energy drink but make sure it's the green one and a candy bar" I said trying to smile like everything was ok. I figured if I was hopped up on caffeine then I couldn't sleep, and if I couldn't sleep then I couldn't dream.

"Sam?" Dean asked ducking his head back in the car.

"No I'm good" he answered.

Dean nodded, finished getting gas and then went into the station to get food.

"Hey peanut, it's good to see you again," Sam started

"You can sit up front Sam..." I sighed and started to get out of the car. Sam got out and stood in front of me.

"That's not what I wanted, I have missed you" Sam tried to lean in for a hug.

I backed away and got in the backseat, "You could have fooled me"

"I haven't seen you in 2 years can you please drop the attitude, what the hell happened to you?" He sat in the front seat handing me Dean's jacket.

""You left me" Was all I said and took the jacket facing away from him and stared out the window just as Dean got back. He tossed me my stuff and got in.

"Dude you still have these cassette-tapes? You had these when I was in middle school! Black Sabbath? Motor-Head? Metallica?" Sam said while rummaging through Dean's collection.

"House rules, Sammy. Driver picks the music, shot gun shuts his cake hole." Dean said as he grabbed his collection and put them back on the floor.

"Sammy is a chubby 12 year old. It's Sam" he said as he rolled his eyes.

Dean turned the music up as if to show he couldn't hear Sam and winked at me. I couldn't help but smile. It was just like old times. I have always liked Dean's music and we always out numbered Sam.

We pulled into the town and the music was turned down.

"So, what was dad hunting anyways?" Sam asked breaking the silence.

"I don't really know to be honest. Bobby called and said he was here." Dean answered as he slowed the car down.

There were flashing lights ahead and it looked like there was an accident on the bridge. I reached over Sam and pulled out our ID's from the glove box.

"Sam you might want to stay here since we don't have an ID for you anymore" I suggested.

"Yeah, ok"

Dean and I started walking towards the scene. Dean started, "You fella's had another one just like this last month, didn't you?"

"Who are you?" The officer asked, looking us up and down.

I smirked and showed the officers our fake ID. "Federal Marshals"

"You two are a little young for Marshals, aren't you?"

"That's awful sweet of you" I smiled

"So back to my previous question, you did have another one just like this didn't you?" Dean asked getting impatient.

"Yeah about a few miles up the road and there have been others before that. We can't find any connection between the victims except that they are all men. We are thinking kidnapping."

"That's exactly the kind of crack police work I'd expect out of you guys" Dean said as he rolled his eyes.

"Officer, is there anyone we can talk to that the victim knew?" I asked hoping for not such a lengthy answer as before.

"His girlfriend is putting up posters around town; you should find her pretty easily."

"Thank you for your time" Dean said as we left to go back to the car.

We got back into the car and started looking for the girlfriend of the victim. It took us only 5 minutes.

"Sam why don't you go with Dean and talk to the girlfriend, I'm going to go get something to drink." I said.

Dean and Sam both nodded and went to talk to the girl. I made my way over the gas station for another Monster energy drink. I walked over to the cooler and grabbed four because knowing Sam we would be researching all day until we found something and that alone was enough to put someone to sleep. I usually did the research on a hunt when it was just Dean and I but Sam was back, for now at any rate, and he could do it. They were walking back to the car at the same time I was and I didn't even fight for the front seat anymore. Some how the backseat was a comfort to me reminding me of spending so much time there when I was little. As always we were headed to the library.

We got there and Sam got a computer right away searching for any female murders that happened on the Centennial Highway. I plopped down on Dean's lap who was sitting next to him and we both waited. I just cracked my can open when the librarian came over.

"Miss, there are no beverages allowed by the computers, I'm going to have to ask you to get rid of it or please move." She stated staring at me.

I just looked at her, chugged my drink and handed her the can.

"There ya go no more problems." I replied.

She took the can with a huff and walked away. Dean was trying not to laugh.

"Lex you didn't have to be so rude and Dean you don't have to encourage her" Sam scowled at us.

We looked at each other and just laughed.

"So what have you found, Sam?" I asked.

"Nothing actually, there wasn't any female murders on Centennial Highway." Sam answered sounding defeated.

"Well angry spirits are born of violent deaths, right? So what if it wasn't murder, what if it was a suicide?" I said leaning over Sam and typing it in the search engine.

Top of the list was an article about Constance Welch from 1981. She jumped off the bridge after both her kids drowned in the bathtub because she left them alone for a minute.

"Geez, Lex how did you get so smart?" Sam smiled.

"Someone had to step up when you left." I snapped.

Dean interrupted before we could go any further. "Does that bridge look familiar to you? Let's go check it out tonight."

Later that night I was on my fifth energy drink and very on edge as we got to the bridge. I couldn't sit still I just kept pacing back and forth. I could over hear Dean and Sam talking.

"Are you ever going to tell Jessica the truth?" Dean asked, "I mean, will she ever know about the things you have done?"

"No she is never going to know" Sam said coldly.

"Well that's healthy; you can pretend all you want, Sammy. But sooner or later you're going to have to face up to who you really are"

"Who is that?"

"One of us" Dean said while pointing to him and me.

Oh great, I thought he had to bring me into the conversation. I made my way over to where they were standing.

"No, I'm not like you. This isn't going to be my life" Sam said.

Dean sighed, "You have a responsibility."

"To dad and his crusade?" Sam asked in disbelief, "If it weren't for pictures Alexa wouldn't even know what Mom looks like. What difference would it make? Even if we do find the thing that killed her, Mom's gone, and she isn't coming back!"

I was already on edge and that was the last straw. I grabbed Sam and pushed him against the rail. "Don't talk about her like that!" I yelled. It's amazing how strong I can be when I am pissed off.

"Lex let him go" Dean instructed.

I let Sam go and as I turned to walk away I saw a woman with black hair and a white dress suddenly fall into the water. We all ran over to where she was just a second ago. Suddenly we heard the car start up and the headlights turn on.

"Who's driving your car?" Sam asked.

Dean just put his hands in his pockets and pulled out his keys. We turned and ran. We all jumped over the railing. The boys were able to grab on so they didn't fall into the water. I was however was not so lucky and it the water hard.

They climbed back on to the bridge.

"Sam, where is Lex?" Dean asked starting to worry.

"I thought she was behind you"

"ALEXA!" Dean started yelling

I could barely hear him. I must have hit my head on something when I fell into the water because he sounded so far away. I knew I had to answer him or he would never find me.

"Dean…" I yelled.

I saw him look over the railing and his face go white. It wasn't often I got hurt; Dean was always there to protect me. "Sam, she fell!"

Sam got to me first but all I wanted was Dean.

"Dean...Dean..." I kept repeating starting to get a little hysterical

"I'm here baby girl," Dean stated as he picked me up and cradled me in his arms. Immediately he began to look me over to make sure I wasn't seriously injured. I had a small cut about my eye brow but nothing to bad, head wounds of any kind bleed a lot. I was also shaking a little bit but I know it was from the caffeine. "My God you're shaking; let's get you back to the motel."

When we got back to the motel I took a shower and just let the hot water calm me down. I knew Dean wouldn't sleep tonight unless I did so I grabbed a sleeping pill out of my bag and took it before coming back into our room. I sat at the end of the bed and let Dean look at the cut on my head. It wasn't bad enough for stitches but he cleaned it out and put antiseptic and a band-aid on it.

I climbed under the covers of the bed I would be sharing with Dean. There was no way I was sharing with Sam, but made sure Dean was on the side closet to the door and within 20 minutes I was asleep.

"Dean," Sam said while looking at me sleeping, "What happened to her? This is not the Lex that I know, this is not my peanut. She wouldn't even let me comfort her."

"Sam she was messed up for awhile after you left, she wouldn't eat, she wouldn't sleep, she gave up." Dean sighed. "She is a fighter and it has taken her a long time to get where she is now. I just hope when we drop you off she doesn't start that crap all over again."

"I never meant to hurt her" Sam said sadly.

"I know that, but do me a favor, tell her that"

That was the first night I didn't wake up from a nightmare. Maybe I was onto something. Caffeine all day and sleeping pill at night. I know it's not the best thing but if it meant no more nightmares then who cares.

Dean and Sam went to finish the job. I wanted to go with them but Dean wouldn't have it saying I needed to rest from the night before. So I cracked open an energy drink and started to watch some TV. I started playing with the green colored tab thinking if I was going to be drinking these so much maybe I would start keeping them and make a bracelet or something. Just then the phone in the motel rang.

I answered, "Hello?"

"Hi, miss there is a package for you in the office."

"Ummm. Ok. Be right there."

That's weird no one knows we are here except for Sam and Dean. Maybe it was the wrong room. I walked up to the desk.

"Hi you called saying there was a package for room 213"

"Oh yes, here you go" The woman smiled and handed me a box.

I got back to the room and wasn't sure if I wanted to open it or not but then I figured it couldn't hurt. I opened the box with my knife that dad had gotten me for Christmas the year before. It had my initials carved into the handle. I never got presents from him that didn't surround hunting. I opened the box and saw dad's journal. My stomach instantaneously dropped. Dad never went anywhere without it. I grabbed my cell and called Dean.

"Hey squirt, how you feeling?" Dean answered.

"You guys almost done?" I asked trying to make sure my voice didn't crack.

"Yeah we are all done on our way back now, everything ok?" Dean asked starting to get concerned that I didn't answer his first question

"Dad left Jericho"

"What? Did you see him?"

"Dean I think something happened…"

"Lex, what's going on, ANSWER ME!" Dean yelled getting frustrated.

I just hung up the phone. What could I say? Was my dad in trouble? Was he dead? I just sat on the bed and stared at the journal in my hands. I heard my phone ringing but I didn't care. I started flipping through the journal and found a note.

Alexis 35-111

Sam and Dean barged into the room and started yelling.

"Damn it Alexa answer your phone when I call you" Dean screamed.

"Lex, what are you holding?" Sam asked even though by looking at it he already knew. Dean just wiped his face with his hand.

"Dad's journal, the lady at the front desk said someone had a package for me, I opened it and this was what was in it, then I flipped through it and found this." I said while turning the book around so they could see.

"Coordinates?" Sam asked

We got into the car and Sam pulled out his laptop looking to see where the coordinates pointed to.

"I got it" He exclaimed. "They point to a Black Water Ridge in Colorado, but from what I can tell there is nothing there but woods."

"Dad wants us to go and that is good enough for me" Dean answered.

"Dean I still need to get back for my interview." Sam said.

"Interview?" I asked

"Lex it's for law school, I can't miss it." Sam said apologetically.

I rolled my eyes and rummaged around my bag until I found my Ipod I turned it on put my headphones in and just smiled back at Sam sarcastically before looking out the window watching the trees pass as we drove down the highway.

We were back at Stanford dropping Sam off and I climbed into the front seat as we were driving away.

"Squirt you know you could have changed seats while the car was parked, then you wouldn't be climbing all over my baby" Dean sighed.

"Yeah and risk being hugged by Sam again, no thanks"

"He just misses you, it makes him upset how much he hurt you when he left" Dean tried to explain

"Dude, no chick-flick moments"

"This coming from my chick of a sister" Dean laughed. "Alright, but don't say I didn't try."

I just rolled my eyes and tried to get comfortable. "De, can I have your jacket again please."

"You know you keep taking it all the time it wont be my jacket anymore" He teased as he took of his jacket and laid it over top of me.

I must have fallen asleep because I had the same dream again but this time I saw more.

She slid up the wall unable to breathe until her back was against the ceiling and her blonde hair covered her face. Her stomach started dripping blood onto the bed bellow, the bed where Sam was laying. She took one final gasp for air before bursting into flames. The whole room caught on fire and both of them were gone.

I screamed as I woke up. Dean swerved the car. I could see he was about to swear at me then he saw the expression on my face.

"Baby girl what's wrong?" Dean stopped the car completely and took my face in his hands so I had to look him in the eye.

"Dean, go back Sam is in trouble"

He must have seen something in my eyes because without question he turned around and headed back to Sam's apartment. When we got there smoke was already coming out of the windows. We ran to his apartment just in time to see Jess pinned to the ceiling, bleeding from her stomach, and on fire. Dean ran into the room to grab Sam and I just stood there staring at my nightmare coming to life before my very eyes. I was almost expecting to wake up. Then Dean grabbed my wrist and pulled us both outside.

Sam was silently crying while Dean talked to the cops and I just sat next to where he was standing not knowing what to say I still couldn't believe my dream came true.

Dean came back over and helped me up. Sam grabbed his bag and set it in the trunk.

"We have work to do."