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With the blade still in me I turned and saw, a man with a shotgun raised, pointing right at the demon. Like us, he didn't waist time before shooting at him. This time however, the demon did flinch as the bullets connected with him. The guy kept shooting and the demon kept stepping back, I don't know how but I fell on the floor and my blood started to pool around me. I sat up with difficulty and looked towards my sisters bodies, I know that around me, a fight was going on, but I did not care. I started to crawl towards Andy and I held her close as I cried over what was once my big sister. The pain started to become to much and I new I was dieing, a part of me was glad I'll be with my family again, no more pain, no more fighting, only peace. Faintly I heard the demons voice in my head,
"I'll be seeing you again my dear, sweet Alex, don't forget that."
"Not if I die first." I thought to myself. Did I want to die? A part of me did, but a bigger part didn't, that was the part that was fighting to stay awake, I wasn't ready to join my family yet no matter how much I wanted to.
I heard the man who saved me come near me and lay take my sister out of my grasp. It wasn't as hard as it would have been if I had more strength to keep hold of her. When he had laid her gently aside, he lay me down on my back before saying,
"I'm not going to lie; this is going to hurt like a bitch, just try not to think about it." His voice was gruff but still gentle, kind of reminded me of my fathers when he tried to calm me down after a nightmare. I felt when he grasped the knife and pulled it out fast trying to save me the pain. It didn't work to well. I let out a scream that for a moment I didn't recognize it as me. I felt something press against the wound, it was a piece of cloth, and he was trying to stop the bleeding with it.
"You still with me?" He asked me calmly. All I could do to answer was nod a little before everything went dark.
I woke up in a room I didn't recognize, I sat up fast but soon regretted it as I felt a sharp pain in my stomach. I gasped at the feeling it hurt worse then anything I have ever felt, and with the job I had I had a few bad wounds to compare it too. When I could stop thinking about the pain, I looked around the room and realized it was motel in town, what was I doing here? As I was starting to panic the door opened and a man wearing a leather jacket a polo shirt and jeans, with that alone I new he was a hunter. He looked towards me and I thought I saw a brief look of relief in his eyes before it was gone.
"So you're awake, that's good." He muttered, so he was a man of few words, how nice.
"Who are you, why am I here?" I asked him wanting answers, the last thing I remembered was driving towards the house I thought the demon was hiding in. He looked at me again after taking out his gun and placing it on the small table that was in the corner.
"You don't remember anything?" He asked me, I looked down and racked my brain for what I was missing, something was wrong, what was it!
"I found an article saying girls were dieing in there own homes with the doors and windows locked from the inside, I came looking for answers. I tracked the demon to an old house about a mile out of town and stormed in guns blazing, not that it made much difference did not seem to affect him. This demon was different from any I've seen, he had red eyes." With those words, everything came crashing back at me, the house, the demon, it offering me a deal, me telling it where it could shove that deal of his, it killing the last of my family, his final warning. I bowed my head and started to cry, how could I have forgotten about my sisters, oh my God!
"My sisters where are they!" I exclaimed I needed to know where they were; I needed to know if what was left of them was ok.
"Hey, hey calm down, I salted and burned their bodies, but I kept their ashes, their right here." He moved over to a duffel bag and pulled out two separate silver tins. I did not know how I managed to cry harder then I already was, but I did, it was hard to believe that, that was all that was left of my sisters.
"Who are you?" I asked again thru my tears.
"My name is John Winchester." Winchester, I know that name my father mentioned it once a long time ago.
"You didn't happen to know my father did you?" He smiled at me and only responded by saying,
"Depends who your father was.
"His name was Christopher Cortez." He sighed and nodded at me,
"Yeah I new his once, he was a good man."
"I know." Was all I said, "How long was I out for?" I asked him.
"Almost two days." I was shocked; I guess losing so much blood took a toll on me. Then I remembered a very upset nanny who was properly losing her mind right know, I sighed, I did not want to tell Kim about my sisters over the phone, but I didn't want to go back home either. I looked at John and decided that I owed her to tell her the truth face to face.
"Hey John, what did you do to my car?" I asked him cleaning the tears from my face.
"I took it back to your place." My head jerked up at that,
"The woman their, did you tell her what happened?" I asked franticly, Kim would be needing me if she new my sisters were dead.
"No, I thought it would be better if you told her." John answered me.
"Thank you." I sighed in relief; at least I still had time to think about what I was going to tell her. "John do you mind if you gave me a ride to my place, I don't think I should walk." Just the thought of it made hurt.
"Yea, I don't mind come on I have to go anyways."
"Don't you want to stay a bit and rest?" I asked him, I wanted some way to thank him for saving my life, I did not like having a dept owed.
"No, I'm all right; I have to go to my boy." He told me smiling.
"Oh, you have a son, how old is he?" I asked surprised, most hunters did not have children.
"I have two, one is at Stanford on a full ride, and the other is hunting his own case now, Dean the oldest is Twenty-four, and the Sam the youngest is twenty-two." He told me proudly, I smiled a little and said,
"So they're both older me, I'm only twenty-one, you must be proud of them." I sighed sadly missing my family, it was like their was this whole in my chest and I could not get rid of it, I did not think I would ever get rid of it. I sat in the bed and watched him pack up; I was remembering more of the details of the other night, the screams, the blood, STOP IT! I had to stop thinking about that our I'll brake and I didn't want that, I didn't want to give that bastard the satisfaction of me braking.
"Are you ready?" I asked him, I had to get out of this room, I felt trapped in here.
"Yes, do you need help getting outside?" I was about to refuse, but as I moved my stomach stated to hurt so I just nodded my head. He leaned me against him and took small steps until we reached the car. It was a black 67 Chevrolet Impala, and it was beautiful, but I still loved my car.
"Nice car." I whispered half in awe and half in pain.
"Yea it is, but I'm thinking of giving it to my oldest, Dean." He smiled.
"You think he'll take of it?" I asked I would kill who ever tried to take my car, not even my sist- STOP THINKING OF THEM!
"Oh, yes he loves this car, more then even I do." He laughed but stopped when I gasped in pain. "Sorry about that." He sat me in the front seat and went around to the driver's side. As we were driving to my house, I thought of something?"
"Hey, John, what kind of bullets did you use on the demon?" I asked confused, when I shot at him he didn't even flinched, but when he saved me, the demon backed away.
"Silver dipped in holy water, why?" Oh, that's why, I'm so stupid!
"No reason just wondering." No reason to tell him how much of an idiot I am. "I have another question, why didn't you leave me when you left my car at my house?"
"Oh, that, well I guess this will sound silly but I wanted to know if you were going to be ok. I saved you and I just wanted to make sure I did it right." He said this looking out the window, aw he's shy I smiled.
"Thank you John, really thank you. I don't know how I will ever repay you." I told him truthfully, I would do anything to repay him for what he did.
"Oh, don't worry about that, I'll come back one day to collect." He laughed; I chuckled but soon regretted it as it didn't seem to agree with me.
"I'm sure you will." I gasp.
When we were out side my Victorian style home I sat in the car looking out the window.
"Do you need help out of the car?" John asked me softly.
"No, well yes, but I just need a minute." I sighed holding the silver tins close to me.
"I understand, it hurts going back to a place that holds so many memories, doesn't it." He smiled sadly. I looked out the window again and thought of when my father fell off the ladder painting the shutters, I thought of when I would play tag with my sisters, I thought of my mother cooking a apple pie, I thought of all this and sighed.
"Yes, it hurts."
"Come on, it won't get ant easier ten minutes from now." Was all he said before getting out of the car and coming over to my side to help me out. As I walked up the path, it seemed that everything started to catch up with me. I started to cry silently and held on a little tighter to John, afraid I would fall if I did not. When we got to the front door, he knocked and waited all of three seconds until Kim opened the door.
"Oh lord, are you ok Alex?" She asked me worried, but all this did was making me cry harder, what will she think of me when I tell her what happened.
"Come in, come in we got to get you laid down, you look dead on your feet." She ushered us in, out of the corner of my eye I saw John smile but I did not ask what he found funny.
"Are you alright dear?" Kim asked me nervously, I could tell she thought something was wrong. John sat me down in the living room, and then backed away to the doorway, if he did this because Kim pushed him away, or because he wanted to, I did not know. Kim kneeled in front of me held my hands in her ageing ones.
"Are you ok?" She asked me again sternly but gently. John interrupted before I could answer,
"I should really get going, I'm sorry for leaving right now but I'm sure my son is getting pretty worried by now." I looked up fast, and looked him in the eyes. He wanted me to do this alone, so that maybe I could morn my family with the last person I had, his eyes were gentle but commanding as if he would not let me do anything else.
"I… I guess I'll j… just have to repay… you latter." I smiled thru my tears.
"Yeah I guess you will, Alex I know you don't know me, but let me give you some advice. Don't let him win, don't let him brake you, don't give him that power over you, prove to him that you're stronger then what he thinks you are. Goodbye Alex, I'll come back one day to collect you hear." If I would have known that was the last thing I would hear of John Winchester foe two years, I might have answered him as he walked out my front door.
"Alex, Alex dear where are your sisters, why aren't they here, who was that man?" Kim kept throwing these questions at me, and I did not know how to answer her, so I kept crying and holding on to her.
"Ale-"
"They're d… dead Ki … Kim." I cried, she froze but did not let go of me, I was thankful I needed to hold on to something, and she was all I had.
"Alex, what happened?" Her voice was shaking and I could feel her tears on my shoulder.
"We… were hun… hunting the de… demon and he tricked us… he killed them but be… before he could … finish me Jo… John saved me. I could not tell her what that demon did. How he killed them, it would only hurt her more, let her think they died with out pain. Moreover, I would not tell her what that monster told me, I could not, I new I would brake if I did. By the time, I was done talking she was sobbing harder then I ever remember her ever crying before.
"Thank… Thank God, I st… still have you." She cried, somehow this made me mad, how could she mention him now, even if he was real then why dose he keep hurting me, taking what I love from me, HOW!
"Don't. You. Dare. Say. That." I said thru clenched teeth, I had stopped crying, and had stood up. Kim looked at me sternly, how she managed that while crying I would never know.
"Look here now young lady, I know what your opinion is that matter, but I would have you know your mother believed in a God until the very end." I was about to interrupt saying how well that turned up for her, but Kin kept talking, "And she didn't believe because she wanted too, but because she had too. You have to believe in something Alex, you have too or it's all for nothing. God has a reason for what he dose, even if he doesn't tell it to us." Kim told me, and I looked at her angrily.
"A reason?" I asked her quietly, "What reason dose He have for taking my family from me, what reason dose He have for the pain he caused me? No Kim, He doesn't care for our family, and if He dose, He has a strange way of sowing it." I couldn't help but be mad at this being my mom had told me would take care of me, I new she would be disappointed in me, but I really couldn't help it.
"I don't know what that reason is dear, but I'm sure in time you will see it, for now I guess I will believe enough for the both of us." She sighed. I sank back onto the couch, put my head on my hands, and cried until I passed out.
When I woke up, I was still on the couch with a blanket over me. I sat up and rubbed my face, I could tell it was swollen from all the crying I had done. I didn't know what time it was, but it seemed late out if the darkness was anything to go by. Everything seemed surreal, like it was happening to someone else, like I was still dreaming; I looked out the window at the stars and started to think about my life, and what I was going to do with it now. A few hours latter, I was in the sunroom drinking a strong cup of tea when Kim came in. Her face was red and her eyes were swollen, she had been with us, with me, forever, ever since my mom first got pregnant with Ally. I hated that I was going to hurt her more, but it was what I had to do, what I needed to do.
"Hey." I said calmly, I new she would understand, but it still hurt.
"Hey dear." She smiled sadly. Well better not beat around the bush,
"I been thinking I want to move out." Her answer was better then I thought it would be she started to choke on the tea she had been drinking a moment ago. I sighed and got up to help her, when she was better all she said was,
"WHAT!" That was the reaction I was looking for.
"I know it's sudden, but… I can't stay here Kim." I sighed; she looked at me and asked,
"Why?" In a small voice almost in tears again.
"No, no don't cry Kim." I hugged her and sighed again trying to buy time to find what to say. "Kim I can't stay here, I just can't. I need time to think about things, and I can't do that here too many memories that just hurt too much." She cried softly on my shoulder.
"I get it, but what am I supposed to do here all by myself, half of my life has been taking care of you and your sisters."
"I know, but you also know I will be back, we Cortezs always come back to this house, no matter what. I just need time, I am not talking about cutting you out of my life I could never do that. You're all I have left and I will come back one day, but I need to sort out my life and I can't do that here." I told this all to her while crying myself. We held on to each other for a little while longer then she let go and went to go wash her face, while I did the same.
"Well if you want to be gone by tonight we might as well get started packing, shouldn't we." She told me smiling,
"Yes we should." I smiled right back at her. I went to my room and started to grab some clothes from my closet and dresser, Kim came in with one of the suitcases we had for traveling, and help me put everything in. When it was all done and Kim was taking the suitcase to my car I sat down on my bed and looked around at the room I have had my whole life and only let one small tear out. I only needed a few more things and I would be leaving my home. I went to my dresser and grabbed my necklace with a silver pentagram that was passed down from my mother, then I went to book case and got my photo album and looked for three pictures in specific. One was of Kim reading I took when she wasn't looking, another was of my mom and dad hugging and smiling, and the last was of my sisters and I, we were laughing and Andy was sticking out her tongue out at the camera, I smiled and placed them in my purse before closing the door of my room.
"Well make sure to call me when you have a place you understand young lady." Kim told me sternly; man, I was going to miss that.
"Yes I understand." I smiled.
"Good and don't worry about the house I will take care of it." I could tell she was trying to keep from crying, I was as well.
"Thank you Kim, for everything. I have one more favor to ask of you if you don't mind." I asked her, it was cowardly of me to ask, but I new I couldn't do it with out braking. "Could you take Ally and Andy's ashes to the family cemetery, burry them next to mom and dad would you please." I passed her the silver tins with there names on them. Kim let a few tears fall before grabbing the tins and nodding her head. I hugged her one last time before getting in my car and driving away from my life, my home, and my memories with out looking back.
So review and tell me what you think, I only need one more chapter before adding in the brothers, oh and the next chapter my be shorter sorry, but still review please and thank you!