Lexi sits in an open conference room, her wounded shoulder freshly bandaged and her wrists are bound in black zip ties in front of her. There's an armed guard at the door watching her and she taps the toe of her boot against the leg of the table in a consistent rhythm, unsure of how long she's been contained in the room, but knowing it's been over an hour or more if she had to guess.

Faintly she hears a commotion from another part of the building and at first, she thinks she's hearing things, but the noise grows louder and closer. There is shouting, loud crashing noises, and she's been in enough fights to know what a fist fight sounds like, and that is definitely what is taking place outside. The guard looks a bit concerned by the hubbub, but he holds his position and raises his weapon, aiming at the door in case anyone tries to come through it uninvited.

The noise dies down and the door to the room flies open and Greyson enters, his nose bleeding profusely as he drags someone else into the room. He shoves the man to the floor as another guard tosses another man to the floor before slamming the door shut behind him.

"Tie them up," Greyson orders, gingerly touching his nose.

The man closest to her rolls onto his back with a sly smile on his face at, the adrenaline rush from the fight still present on his face, and Lexi drops to her knees from the chair.

"Dean," she shakes her head in confusion, "how?"

"Surprise," the green-eyed man replies, his eyes fixating on her as he props up on an elbow, while the armed guard roughly grabs Sam up placing a set of zip ties on his wrists.

Maybe it was from being shot earlier, or the near-death experience from falling nearly twenty stories to the ground, or maybe it was just being in Greyson's menacing presence, but she's never been happier to see the green-eyed man before her. Wilson gives him a small smile of relief before she leans in, placing her lips to his. She can sense his whole body tense up at the action for just a brief moment, before he relaxes, bringing one hand up to her neck and kissing her back hungrily.

"Dean," Sam's tone sounds like a warning before the guard jerks the green-eyed hunter away from the girl.

Lexi inhales slowly, as she watches the man slip zip ties on Dean's wrists. She raises her hands to her mouth, her lips and tongue are tingling and cool feeling, as if she just had a breath mint, but she also feels the familiar surge of power through her veins. Lexi tilts her head curiously at the green-eyed hunter who gives her a sly smile and a wink as he turns away from the guard, revealing the small metal disc in between his fingers, the one from her neck. He had managed to take it during their little kiss, but how? She'd tried pulling it off herself, there was no removing it.

She glances to the youngest Winchester who quickly moves his hands to his mouth, holding a finger over his lips, indicating for her to keep her new freedom secret, and she moves to sit back down in the chair she had been occupying.

"So, you're with him now," Greyson remarks as he cuts his eyes to the man beside him, "makes sense, the two of you pretending to be the good guys."

"And what are you pretending to be?" Dean questions with a smirk, "Jealous ex…or pathetic excuse of man?"

Moore's fist lands hard into the hunter's abdomen and Dean doubles over from the impact causing Lexi to jump up from the chair while Sam holds up a hand to stop her. She catches herself before she does anything reckless. "If you hurt him," she snarls at the man she once considered a friend.

"You'll what?" He questions her with an icy stare, "Kill me, just like Logan…she trusted you."

"And I trusted you!" She yells back, as she clenches her jaw before glancing past Greyson to the green-eyed man behind him.

"You should have listened to us. You screwed me," Greyson sneers, "in more ways than one."

"HEY!" Dean's voice booms from behind him and he jerks harshly against the man holding him by the arms, "That's enough!"

Greyson cuts his gaze back to the hunter for a moment before turning his attention back to Lexi, "Well, now your little boyfriend can be insurance, to make sure you cooperate."

"I thought you tagged me for that," she remarks.

"That only took away your enhanced abilities," Greyson narrows his eyes at her, "I'm not stupid."

Lexi's lips twitch in a sly smile at his remark before she questions, "Insurance for what?"

"The buyers, who should be here soon, see you're a weapon," the man states, "one that is about to make me very rich."

"You sold me?!"

"Death was an option," he replies, "but knowing you're being used, in every way that you despise, sounded much better."

Anger flashes across her face as realization sinks in and she can't hide the fearful expression on her face as she glances over to Dean.

Greyson gives her one last smirk before he exits the room and she carefully sits back down at the conference table.

"Hey," Dean says to gain her attention, concern present on his face, "are you alright?"

"Aces," she replies, then looks at the two of them curiously, "How did you get here? I thought you were in Texas?"

Neither brother responds, they only smile mischievously at her. After a few moments Sam glances over at his brother who meets his gaze with a smirk.

"You have the buyer," Sam says, almost to himself, "Good, we have Possible."

Lexi watches as the youngest Winchester gives his brother a quick nod of his head and Dean turns to Wilson and says, "We're up, little witch."

The green-eyed hunter morphs from Dean to Loki before her eyes, while Thor stands where Sam had just been and the two of them quickly take out the two-armed guards watching them.

Lexi easily snaps the zip ties from her wrists with a little magical help and she stands up staring at them in disbelief, "What the hell?"

"It was Stark's idea," Thor says as Lexi stalks towards the God of Mischief. She slams her right fist into his shoulder with only as much human force as possible.

"You ass!" She yells at him.

"Technically," he begins, not trying to hide the playful smirk on his face, "you kissed me, and I had to sell it in order to get this off without anyone noticing."

Wilson keeps her eyes narrowed at him as he offers her the small metal disc, which she plucks from between his two fingers and shoves into her pocket.

"Bad Loki," she reprimands him like a puppy, "bad!"

Lexi turns on her heel and heads for the door as Thor playfully mocks his brother as he passes him.