"Izzie, come on! You're going to be late for school." Alex stood at the bottom of the stairs.
"I don't wanna go to school." Izzie appeared at the top of the stairs. "What if the other kids don't like me?"
Alex walked up to her sister and sat down, patting the spot next to her. She brushed Izzie's hair out of her eyes when she sat down. "The other kids will love you because I love you. It seems scary at first but I promise, you will like it. I was scared when I first went to school too. "
"Really?" Izzie's blue eyes widened in disbelief. "You were scared? You're not scared of anything."
"I was scared." Alex nodded. "But when I got there, I made new friends and we played lot of games. When mom picked me up we went to the park and I'll take you to the park after I pick you up."
"Promise?" Izzie's voice was small.
"I promise." Alex held her hand out. "Ready?"
Izzie placed her hand in Alex's. "I'm ready, Lexi. Let's go."
They made their way out to the car and Alex buckled her little sister in. Izzie hummed children's songs to herself as she watched the trees pass. Arriving at the school, Alex moved around the car to let Izzie out and froze at the sight of blood, at the sight of her sister with a hole in her chest her eyes vacant.
"Izzie! NO!" Alex shrieked as she grabbed her sister, clutching her tightly to her chest.
"You were supposed to save me, Lexi." Izzie's voice was muffled. Alex moved so she could hear. "You didn't save me, Lexi. I died and it's your fault."
Alex felt herself shake with sobs as her sister's words echoed in her ears.
"Alex!" Someone was shaking her awake. "Alex! Wake up!"
"Izzie, please wake up. Please wake up." Alex kept her eyes closed as tears fell down her cheeks. "I'm sorry, Izzie. I'm sorry."
"Wake up!" Sam's voice penetrated her mind. "Alex?"
Alex felt her eyes snap open and she looked around before Sam held her face in his hands. "Are you alright?"
Alex couldn't speak so she just nodded and Sam collected her in his arms and held her for a few minutes. "What happened?"
"Nothing. Bad dream." Alex pulled away from Sam and offered him a fake smile. "I'm fine."
She kissed Sam before grabbing her clothes and moving into the bathroom. She splashed her face with cold water and slipped on her jeans and tank top. Deciding against braiding her hair she brushed her teeth and exited the bathroom. Dean was back and both boys looked up at her when she entered the room.
"I don't know about you guys but I'm starving." Alex smiled, pushing her hair behind her ear. "Wanna go get something to eat?"
"Sure." Dean stood and jingled his keys. "I'm always up for some food."
Alex followed Dean out the door and turned back when she realized Sam wasn't following them. "Are you coming, Sam?"
"Yeah." He seemed like he wanted to talk about her dream but instead settled for, "You look good with your hair down."
Alex smiled and blushed. It didn't take long to find a restaurant and Alex decided that she needed a drink, despite it being so early. The waitress asked to see her I.D. and Alex handed it to her, praying she wouldn't bring any attention to the date on it.
"Happy birthday." The waitress offered with a smile. "I'll have it brought right out."
"Thanks." Alex grumbled and put her I.D. back in her wallet.
"It's your birthday?" Sam asked.
"Yeah. It's no big deal. I don't celebrate it anymore." The waitress came back with her drink and they ordered breakfast. "Don't we have a case or something?"
"I wish." Dean said, drinking some coffee. The three of them sat in silence for the rest of the meal, heading back to the motel after they finished. Sam said he had to do something so Alex stayed with Dean, watching him flip through different T.V. channels. Dean chuckled when he stopped channel surfing.
"Are you seriously going to watch porn while I'm sitting right here?" Alex asked in disbelief.
"Why not? Everybody's got a wild side." Dean smiled and Alex threw a pillow at him.
"I'll make the popcorn." Alex put a bag in the microwave and sat back down on the bed when it finished, munching quietly. A few minutes in Alex found herself questioning Dean about the aerobics needed to work in porn. They had been watching for about an hour when Sam came back.
"Are—are you watching porn?" Sam didn't know whether to laugh or not.
"It's very informative." Alex scooched over on the bed so Sam could sit down.
"Actually," Sam held his hand out to her. "I have something to show you."
"What is it?" Alex accepted his hand and let him lead her out the door. "Where are you taking me?"
He led her to another room and unlocked the door, pushing it open and quietly pulling her inside. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the candlelight. Taking a few more steps into the room, she saw roses on the bedside table next to a cupcake with a single candle lit and when she turned back to Sam, he was holding a small box wrapped in silver paper.
"I know you said you don't celebrate your birthday," Sam stepped closer and handed her the box. "But happy birthday."
Alex smiled and opened the box revealing a silver locket shaped like a heart. She opened the locket and saw a photo of Izzie smiling back at her. With tears in her eyes she looked back at Sam.
"How did you get this photo?"
"I emailed your mom and she sent it to me. I just adjusted it to fit the locket." Sam moved to clasp the locket around her neck, pressing his lips where the necklace closed.
"Thank you so much, Sam." Alex turned and kissed him, gently at first then more passionately when Sam put his hand on her waist and pulled her closer. He released her too soon when he picked the cupcake up and held it in front of her.
"Make a wish." He smiled.
"I wish-" Alex was interrupted by Sam.
"If you say it out loud, it won't come true." Sam waited for her to make her wish and blow out the candle.
"There. My wish is made." Alex couldn't stop smiling as she fingered her locket. She kissed Sam again and let him pick her up and carry her to the bed where she spent her best birthday yet. When they finished and Alex snuggled into Sam she thought about her wish.
I wish I could stay with you forever.
Alex woke up before Sam the next morning so she snuck out of bed and took a shower, drying off and dressing quickly. She stopped in her tracks when she left the bathroom and saw the bed empty. She snatched her shoes and sat down on the bed to put them on when she saw Sam lying between the beds. Dropping to her knees beside him, she didn't know what to do as he writhed on the floor. Out of nowhere he bolted up, almost knocking their heads together.
"Are you okay?" Alex helped him on the bed and waited for him to respond.
"I need to talk to Dean." Sam dressed quickly and left the room without another word. Alex followed after taking the cupcake from the table and ate it quickly. Dean and Sam were leaving their room by the time Alex got there. They got in the car quickly and drove to a small town in Oregon. Sam had filled her in on the way.
"Sam, I don't think Dean is going to kill someone in cold blood." Alex followed him as they walked down the street, waiting for Dean to finish talking to a black man sitting on the porch. She caught a word in the corner of her eye and stopped to examine a telephone pole. "Sam. Look at this."
"Croatoan." Sam read the word and no explanation was needed to understand the possible implications. Dean came over and Alex told him about the word and it's history when he looked clueless.
"We need to get help here." Alex pulled out her phone and tried to call. "I don't have a signal."
Neither of the brothers had one either and when Dean said the pay phone had no signal, Alex got worried.
"This is what I'd do first if I was going to massacre a town." Dean said. "We've got to find this Tanner kid."
Dean told them about Duane Tanner on the way to his house. When they talked to a boy, Jake, he said his brother wasn't there but his parents were. His dad came to the door and confirmed that Duane was gone but that his wife was out. Alex felt like something was off and Dean and Sam confirmed her suspicions. They went around the house and peeked into a window and Alex didn't want to believe her eyes. Jake and Mr. Tanner had a woman tied to a chair and Jake dripped his own blood on her. Sam and Dean pulled their guns and Alex pulled a knife out of her pocket. Dean kicked the door in and fired at Mr. Tanner. Alex ran to the woman and cut the ropes quickly and ungagged her, turning around in time to see Sam not shoot Jake.
"Let's get her to a doctor." Alex wrapped her jacket around the woman who said her name was Mrs. Tanner. Since the town was so small, it didn't take very long to get to the doctor's office and get her examined and drop off Mr. Tanner's body. Sam and Alex stayed with Mrs. Tanner while Dean went to find Duane. While she watched Mrs. Tanner, Alex felt herself get slightly dizzy and her stomach started to churn. Shaking it off, she tried to get information from Mrs. Tanner.
"There's sulfur in the blood," Sam entered the room.
"That's bad." Alex said.
"Mrs. Tanner, your family had a virus." The doctor said. "When you were attacked, did you have any contact with your husband's or son's blood?"
"Do you think I have this virus?" Mrs. Tanner was scared.
"We won't know anymore until we draw some blood." No sooner had the doctor grabbed her wrist than Mrs. Tanner threw the doctor across the room. Alex moved toward her but was knocked into a glass case full of medical equipment, glass cutting into her back. When Mrs. Tanner grabbed a scalpel Sam grabbed a fire extinguisher and hit her with it, effectively knocking her to the ground. After securing her in a storage room, Sam checked on Alex who assured him she was fine. The nurse wanted to leave to find her boyfriend but Sam convinced her to stay. Dean and the black man from earlier that morning knocked on the door and Alex let them in. Sam told him about the sulfur and was interrupted when the black man, Mark, told Dean that Mrs. Tanner was 'one of them'. Alex couldn't watch as Dean shot and killed Mrs. Tanner.
"We have to get out of here," Alex said. "But I'd be willing to bet that people here are good with rifles, am I right, Mark?"
"Yeah. Even with all your equipment, we'd be easy targets. Unless you have explosives."
Alex grabbed a bottle of potassium chlorate from the top of a cabinet. "We could make some."
"Let me in! Let me in!" A voice called.
"That's Duane Tanner." Mark let him in.
"Give Duane a once over, please doc?" Dean escorted him to the exam room.
"I was fishing. I got home and there's blood everywhere." Duane was frantic. "Has anyone seen my mom and dad?"
"Awkward." Alex nudged Dean and gave him a glare.
"Dean, can I talk to you?" Sam asked. "Alex, help Mark tie him up."
"How long til we know if he's infected, Doc?" Alex tied her final knot.
"It took three hours for the virus to incubate."
Alex sighed and turned her head as Dean opened the door with his gun drawn and aimed at Duane, ignoring Duane's pleas.
"Dean, don't shoot him." Alex stood in front of him. "There's no way to tell if he's infected.
Duane begged for his life behind Alex.
"Move." Dean ordered.
"No. If you want to kill him, then you have to kill me too." Alex met his hard stare, waiting for him to look away. She released her breath when he finally lowered his gun and left. "I'm sorry, Duane, but you have to stay here a little bit longer."
Alex occupied herself with helping Sam create bombs using different chemicals in the lab.
"We need more alcohol." Sam got up and went to the store room to get more.
"How are you doing Pam?" He asked her.
"Good. I'll be glad when this is over." She stood in front of Sam when he turned around. "I've been waiting for this for a long time."
"For what?"
"To get you alone." Pam knocked him to the ground and sliced his chest open and then sliced her hand, rubbing their blood together. Alex threw her knife into Pam's back and then tackled her, trying to be careful of the blood. Gunshots rang out seconds later, taking care of Pam once and for all. Alex moved to help Sam up when Mark's voice stopped her.
"She bled on him."
"I don't care." Alex helped him up and put gloves on, cleaning his wound. Sam was holding an ice pack to his cut when Mark said they needed to kill him. "No."
"We don't know if he's infected." Dean was getting testy.
"She bled on him. He's infected." Mark moved toward Sam but Alex wrapped her arm through his.
"Just get out of here." She ordered. "Get a car and get the hell out of here."
When everybody but Dean and Alex left Sam told them to give him his gun.
"No." Dean sat on the desk across from him and Alex.
Sam threw the ice pack on the ground. "This is the dumbest thing you've ever done."
"Don't ask him to kill his own brother." Alex said. "Don't ask me to kill you either."
"I'll do it myself." Sam didn't look at her.
"If we give you the gun, we're killing you." Alex turned his face to hers and kissed him. "I'm not killing you."
"I'm sick. It's over for me." Sam had tears in his eyes. "It doesn't have to be for you. You can keep going."
"Maybe I don't want to keep going." Dean countered. "I'm tired, Sammy. I'm tired of this job, this life, this weight on my shoulders man."
"So you're just going to give up? You're just going to lay down and die?" Sam couldn't believe his ears. "I know this stuff with Dad had—"
"You're wrong." Dean didn't look at his brother. Sam's tears fell freely now and Alex grabbed his hand and squeeze his fingers gently. "It's not about Dad."
Footsteps from outside stopped their conversation and Dean opened the door.
"You'd better come see this." The doctor said simply. Once outside she spoke again. "There's no one anywhere. They're all just gone. Vanished."
They couldn't believe their eyes. Alex felt flushed so she got a cold paper towel to cool herself off. It had barely touched her skin when she vomited into the nearest trashcan. Digging in her bag for a peppermint she saw a tampon when it hit her; she hadn't started yet this month. Calculating the last time she had one, Alex felt herself pale as she thought backwards. It had been a few months since she joined the Winchesters, since she and Sam first slept together. She went to the exam room, where the doctor congratulated Sam on his clean blood. Alex cleared her throat and asked to talk to the doctor privately.
"Is everything okay?" The doctor was concerned.
Alex couldn't look her in the eye when she spoke. "I think I'm pregnant."
"Oh, let's have you take a test." The doctor moved to go back to the exam room but Alex stopped her.
"Please don't tell either of them."
"Of course."
Sam and Dean were confused by Alex's request to stay for a little while longer but thankfully, it didn't take very long to get the results back. Alex felt stunned when she was told that her test was positive.
"You need to get prenatal care as soon as possible."
Alex nodded and shoved the paper into her bag and walked out to the car without a word. Sam and Dean followed her, obviously confused. Sitting silently in the backseat Alex ignored any questions and avoided conversation. The next day Sam and Dean were drinking beer by a lake while Alex stuck to water, sipping it carefully when her phone rang. The readout said it was her mom was calling but she tapped the 'ignore' button just in time to hear Dean tell Sam what his father had said.
"You might have to kill me?" Sam's voice rose. "Did dad know about the demon's plans for me?"
"I don't know." Dean was upset.
"What else did he say?"
"Nothing. That's all." Dean took a drink. "I promise."
Alex watched stunned while they argued between themselves.
"You're immune to some weirdo demon virus and I don't know what the hell anymore." Dean said.
Alex took Sam's hand as he turned away from his brother who begged him for some time. Later that night Sam got out of bed, careful not to wake Alex. He kissed her cheek and she murmured in her sleep, not fully awake as Sam slipped out the door and drove away.
"Where is Sam?" Dean woke Alex the next morning. "He's gone."
"I don't know. He was here when I fell asleep." Alex sat up and looked around. "Are you sure he's not getting some food?"
"He won't answer his phone." Dean tied his shoes. "Damn it, Sammy."
Alex dressed in a hurry and followed Dean to the car, trying to call Ellen while they drove. She said she hadn't seen him at all but would let them know. Dean was angry and frustrated. Alex knew better than to talk to him like this so she stayed quiet until Dean's phone rang. It was Ellen, telling them where Sam went.
"We're going to Indiana." Dean stepped on the gas without another word. Alex watched the road signs, calculating how much longer until they got to Sam. It wasn't long until they pulled up to a motel and Alex saw Sam, standing with his back to them.
"He's alive." Alex sighed, relieved. That is, until she saw Sam move and revealed a small brunette.
"Sam, you sly dog." Dean sounded impressed then groaned when Alex punched him in the arm. They watched for a few more minutes until a gunshot shattered the glass door. Dean found the shooter seconds before Alex did, getting to him moments before she did. It was Gordon and Dean had kicked the gun out of his hands and had beaten him before Gordon knocked him off. Alex took the opportunity to give Gordon a kick to the back, which he returned by slamming the butt of his gun into her stomach, knocking the wind out of her. He followed that with a quick blow to her face, effectively knocking her out. Dean charged him from behind and Gordon deflected him and knocked him to the ground. When Alex woke up she and Dean were tied to chairs in an old beaten down building and Dean was on the phone with Sam.
"I know you're pissed at us Gordie," Dean said. "Since we left you in your own mess for three days." He chuckled to himself. "That was awesome."
"This isn't personal." Gordon said. "Although I was gonna whoop your ass for that. I'm not a killer Dean. I'm a hunter. And your brother is fair game."
"Sam's a person." Alex said. "He's not evil."
"I was working a case in Louisiana, an exorcism on a teenage girl. It seemed routine but between all the jabbering and head spinning, the damn thing muttered something about a coming war. It just kind of slipped out of it's mouth. It was too late, I was interested and you can make those things talk if you have the right tools. This demon tells me they have soldiers, humans fighting on hell's side, can you believe that? What would make you turn against your own race?"
"I'm starting to see the appeal," Alex glared at Gordon.
"The biggest kick in the ass?" Gordon acted like he didn't hear her. "This thing said I knew one of them- our own Sammy Winchester."
Dean laughed at Gordon and Alex joined him. "This is a whole new level of moronic, even for you."
"I know about Sam's visions. I know everything."
"Because a demon told you?" Dean's bravado was going strong. "It couldn't have been lying."
"I'm not some reckless yahoo, okay? I did my homework. I made damn sure it was true. You have your Roadhouse connections, I have mine. It's how I found Sam in the first place." Gordon sat down next to Alex. "I found another one here about a month ago; he could deep fry a person just by touching them?"
"Did he kill anyone?"
"Just the cat. But he was going to. They're all going to be killers, Dean. We have to take them all out. That means Sammy too."
Alex flinched at Gordon prepping his gun, then cleared her throat. "Sam isn't the soldier it was talking about."
"What makes you say that?" Gordon stared lovingly at his gun.
"I'm pregnant." Alex stared into Gordon's eyes. "I'm not far along, but Sammy Winchester is in my womb. It's the soldier, not our Sam."
"You want me to believe you?"
"There's proof in my bag. A letter from a doctor in Oregon." Alex nudged her head toward her bag. Gordon rummaged through her bag until he found her letter and read it, laughing at the end. "I'm telling the truth. Baby Sam is the soldier they want."
Gordon examined her for a minute, trying to read her. "What does Sammy think of his child being a soldier for hell?"
"Sam doesn't know I'm pregnant." Alex looked down but she could hear Dean's eyes widen. "Sam isn't a danger to anyone. All the demonic properties have been transferred to the baby. He hasn't had a vision since I conceived."
"You don't think Sam is stupid enough to walk through that front door?" Dean asked, regaining his composure.
"No, especially since I'm sure you found a way to warn him. Do you really think I'm stupid?" Gordon ignored the look from Dean and continued. "He's going to check the place out, see me covering the front door and go through the back. Then he'll trip the wire and" Gordon pulled a grenade from his bag "Boom. Both Sams are covered; just in case."
"Sam won't fall for a trip wire." Alex said.
"That's why there's two." Gordon collected his things for the trap. "That will stop him. I wish I didn't have to do this. For what it's worth, it will be quick."
Going to lay his trap, Gordon allowed Dean and Alex to talk.
"You're frickin' pregnant?" Dean asked, a little angry.
"I just found out." Alex struggled against her wrist bonds.
"You're going to let this guy kill it before Sam even knows?" Dean was really angry now.
"I'm trying to buy us time. Sam will see everything, he'll save us." Alex panicked a little now. "If not, then baby Sam and I are both going to die and in that case you and Sam get out of here."
"No deal." Dean looked over his shoulder. "We are all getting out of here."
They waited for Gordon to come back. When he did come back, he set up a table of sorts and laid a blanket down over the top of it. He picked up a large knife and cleaned it, telling Alex and Dean that he had no choice, that if this was little Hitler, we would do the same thing. Alex prayed silently as she tried not to cry. Gordon gagged Dean before releasing Alex and moving her to the table; tying her hands and legs then gagging her. Fear finally overtook her when Gordon raised the knife and moonlight reflected off the blade. She thought she heard the lock being picked and Gordon smiled with the knowledge that his trap would be sprung. Alex screamed against her gag as she heard the first explosion and Gordon ran the blade against Alex's abdomen, opening her body. The second explosion made him smile wider as he drove his knife deeper. Gordon decided to make sure Sam was dead and went to check on him and Alex sobbed when she heard Sam's voice order Gordon to put his gun down. She couldn't see anything but she heard Dean grunt, trying to get free; she heard the sounds of bodies thrown against walls. Then it was quiet for a moment until she heard Sam grunt and a body hit the floor.
"Do it!" Gordon dared him. "Show your brother the killer you really are Sammy."
"It's Sam." He hit Gordon with his own gun, knocking him out. He walked into the room where Dean and Alex were. Alex sobbed happy tears when she saw Sam. He released Dean first to help with Alex, kissing her forehead.
"Sam, we have to get her out of here." Dean cut the ropes holding her down while Sam put his jacket over her stomach.
"What the hell happened here?" Sam asked, ungagging Alex.
"Dean, you promised." Alex moaned between gasps for breath. "You promised."
"Let's just get out of here." Dean moved to the back room where Gordon was but Sam stopped him. "I'm not making the same mistake twice."
"Gordon's taken care of." Sam lifted Alex as carefully as he could and they ran, not getting far before they got fired at. Alex screamed when they dove behind a ledge, trying to ignore the pain throbbing through her.
"That's not taken care of." Dean shouted as Gordon continued to fire. A few minutes later, they heard sirens and Gordon was arrested; his arsenal of weapons found.
"Anonymous tip." Sam said, smiling.
"You're a fine, upstanding citizen, Sam." Alex managed between gritted teeth. They waited until the cops left before making their way back to the Impala. They took Alex to the nearest emergency room, offering fake names and insurance. Sam and Dean waited in her room for hours after they took her to the operating room. When she was finally finished, a nurse came and found them.
"How is she?" Sam asked.
"She's fine and waking up now. Who did this to her?" The nurse asked.
"The police already have him. We thought it would be faster to bring her rather than wait for an ambulance." Dean offered.
"Right. Well, it was a good thing you did. Luckily, Miss-" She checked the chart "Hunter will be just fine. She needs to be on bed rest so no vigorous activities. Unfortunately, the baby didn't make it-"
"Baby?" Sam interrupted.
"Yes, Miss Hunter was about seven weeks along." The nurse opened the door to let doctors bring Alex in. "We will be back to check on her in a few hours."
Sam moved to sit by Alex, taking her hand as she slept. "Did you know Dean?"
"Not until she said something while we were with Gordon." Dean looked at the ground.
"Why would she tell him and not me?" Sam didn't take his eyes off her sleeping form.
"You'd have to ask her, man."
"Dean." Sam's tone pleaded for him to tell the truth.
"She thought it would save you and that we could save them both." Dean watched Sam's reaction. "I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry, Sam." Alex's voice was hoarse and tears fell down her cheeks. "I'm so sorry."
"Hey, it's okay." Sam sniffled but smiled. "Just rest for now."
Dean left the room and checked into a motel, allowing Sam and Alex to have some privacy. Sam never left her side, holding her hand and helping her with anything she needed. After a few days she was discharged and while they waited for Dean Alex spoke.
"I'm sorry, Sam."
"It's okay." He held her hand. "Just—why didn't you tell me?"
"I just found out when we were in Oregon and then you disappeared." Alex wiped away the traitorous tears on her cheeks. "Hunting isn't a place to keep a pregnant lady or a baby. I wasn't ready to leave you yet."
"Why did you tell Gordon?"
"He was going to kill you. A demon told him that you were a soldier for hell. I thought maybe the baby inherited all of your abilities and I knew you would save me. I was trying to save you." Alex sniffled. "I didn't want to lose you."
"Alex, it's alright." Sam hugged her and kissed the top of her head. When Alex breathing regulated Sam spoke again. "I love you."
Alex smiled and looked up at him. "I love you too."
Dean was on the phone with Ellen when he picked them up, yelling at her and telling her what happened. Finally satisfied that she was informed, Dean hung up. Alex slid in the backseat while Sam and Dean took their regular spots.
"Where are we going now?" Alex asked.
"You can't go on another job right now, Alex." Sam lectured.
"How about Amsterdam?" Dean chuckled. "I hear the coffee shops don't even serve coffee."
Sam and Alex laughed as Sam dialed his phone. "Hello, Ava, it's me. Just wanted to let you know that everything is okay. Call me back, please."
"Who's Ava?" Alex asked.
"She's another one of us. She's a psychic." Sam looked at his phone.
"Was she the brunette at your room?" Alex remembered.
"Yeah. We should go check on her." Sam looked at Dean.
When they got to Ava's house it was dark. After letting themselves in, they made their way up to the bedroom. They found a man's body covered with a comforter and his blood. Sam found a ring on the floor.
"Ava."
Alex ran her fingers over the window sill. "Sam. There's sulfur here."
Sam came to look at it and Alex went back downstairs. She paced a couple of times before taking a deep breath and speaking out loud. "I want to talk to you, you yellow eyed ass."
"That's not very polite." Alex heard his voice behind her.
"Why are you taking all these people?" Alex crossed her arms in front of her. "And why did you send Gordon after us?"
"This way Sam gets to meet the other soldiers before the contest." Yellow Eyes grinned. "Gordon was just for fun."
"Gordon killed the baby." She glared at him.
"There never was any baby." He waved away her accusation.
"Yes there was. I had a test done and it was positive."
"It's easy enough to trick machines or have a human do what I want."
Alex was thoroughly confused now. "So you controlled the doctor in Oregon and every doctor at the hospital?"
He smiled. "Did you need something?"
"Stop trying to start a war. I will stop you. Sam, Dean, and I are going to stop you. We will send you back where you came from." Alex glared at him.
"I love it when you're feisty. It's obvious you're a soldier's daughter." Yellow Eyes brushed her cheek with his fingertip. "I made a good choice recruiting you. You'll do well in the war."
"The only fighting I'm going to be doing is killing you." Alex stepped closer and pulled a hidden knife from her pocket. "Stop this while you can. I won't ask again."
"I would if I could but you see," He leaned forward and whispered in her ear. "I just don't want to."
"I was hoping you'd say that." Alex smiled and jammed the knife into his stomach. Yellow Eyes shouted in pain and tried to exit the body. "Now, see. If you do that, then you're going to get hurt worse because this knife will keep you from leaving the body but won't kill either of you."
Yellow Eyes clawed at the knife. "Oh, and I'm the only one who can remove it. So you're going to listen to me now. If you won't release Sam then we have options. I can kill you and then Sam will be free long enough to find a way around you or I will take Sam's place and you will not interfere in Sam and Dean's life or Sam and I will enter the contest together and destroy your army from the inside out. Which do you want?"
Yellow Eyes groaned before answering. "Sam is a good little soldier and so are you. You can compete with him."
"Good." Alex ground the knife deeper into him for a minute before pulling it out. Yellow Eyes growled at her before disappearing. Alex smiled as she cleaned the blade turning and bumping into Sam as he came down the stairs.
"Where have you been?" He asked.
"I was looking around. Do you have any idea where Ava is?"
"No. But it has something to do with the abilities." Sam sighed as Dean came down. "We'll just have to keep working cases and hope it brings us closer to him."