Chapter Seven

Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters except for the ones that I've created.

Be warned, once again there is more violence and sadness but I'll try to make the next ones happier and with more laughter. I just wanted to show that throughout her life she has lost many things but kept on going to show just how strong she is and to make the joy and happiness she finds with Dean even more remarkable. This is one quote that I've found that I believe fits Lexi's life perfectly:

You never know how strong you are, until being strong is the only choice you have.

"You actually got to live a few hours of Dr Sexy? One of the best television programs ever? And then you found out that the trickster was an angel? The angel Gabriel?" I questioned incredulously after Dean told me the story of the trickster. I couldn't believe it; he knew an angel and not just one, according to his other stories.

"You'd better believe it. You know, you never did say how you became a hunter, did you accidentally meet a hunter or were you attacked?" Dean asked, rubbing his thumb over our interlocked fingers as I sat in his lap.

"A bit of both actually," I paused when I saw his confusion before continuing, "It was about a year after I got clean…

Three years ago.

My heels clicked against the concrete as I walked from the dimly lit school, tugging my jacket on tighter as the cool air flowed around me. I rubbed my hands together as I walked down the path and looked at the ground to ensure I didn't fall over in my new high heels. Hearing footsteps I glanced around in the darkness, searching for the person who was walking towards me only to find nothing but empty space. Feeling a sense of dread spread across my body, I walked even faster but stopped suddenly as I felt a hand on my shoulder. As soon as I saw who had touched me I laughed inwardly at myself for being so jumpy.

"I'm so sorry, Miss Haile, I didn't mean to scare you" she apologised quickly, pushing a piece of her caramel-coloured hair behind her ears. She looked worried as she stared at me, unconsciously wringing her hands. I felt grief build up as I stared into her innocent eyes, so similar to my twin sisters, filled with fear and nervousness.

"It's okay Camille, but I am wondering what you are doing at the school so late" I said, raising an eyebrow at her as I paused in my walk and looked at her, analysing her emotions.

"I need to talk to you, you are the only one who understands what I've been through," she responded.

Instantly my mind went back to our first meeting and how resistant she was to open up. I could tell straight away that it would take a while for her to let me in and I spent days just talking to her, watching how she shied away from certain subjects and lit up at the mention of others. It took a month for her to finally talk back to me, to let down her mental barriers and give me a chance. Hearing her talk about herself, her voice filled with disgust and loathing, broke my heart and I related instantly to her, before she even told me about how her brother died saving her from the fire that tore apart her home. By the time she had finished telling me her story, tears had filled my eyes and it took all of my self-discipline not to break down into tears. Since then I had made it my mission to save her from the dark creature threatening to take away her life, depression. We had made progress, she had been smiling and though it wasn't often that she did, it was a huge breakthrough for her and I knew that I had helped her which filled me with joy.

"Camille, what did you want to talk about?" I questioned, slowing my walk to match her pace as we walked down the path. Nervous by the grim look in her eyes, I wiped my hands on my pencil skirt and pushed away my fear for her, trying to keep my professionalism intact. Quietly I studied her appearance, thankful for the light that the streetlight nearby provided, her hair was up in a dishevelled ponytail and her make-up smudged from tears.

"My parents have been fighting a lot lately and tonight it went too far, my Dad packed his bags as I begged him to stay before he walked out on me. I yelled, pleaded and cried for him not to leave me but he just looked at me and said he was sorry." As she began to shake with either sadness or anger, probably both, I wrapped my arms around her and comforted her as she sobbed. My heart ached for her, to see someone who had been so strong these past few months break, just like I had, made me want to cry with her. To see someone who's only cares in the world should be shopping and boys, going through this loss made my heart break and shatter into pieces but I kept my mask on.

Suddenly I heard a rustle and felt my fear go up slightly, though I knew I was being ridiculous. At least I thought I was until a menacing looking man slid out from the shadow of a nearby tree and into my line of sight. The danger that seemed to emanate from him made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up and I untangled myself from Camille, whispering for her to run. She broke off into a sprint but a few moments later he stood in front of her, his mouth wide to reveal hundreds of tiny teeth that shouldn't have been there. The second his abnormal teeth latched onto her throat and she cried out in pain, I ran towards them and tried to get him off of her. I was rewarded with a backhanded slap that sent me sprawling to the ground, my head slamming onto the concrete. Blurriness took over my vision as I desperately tried to fight the darkness that tried to take over, as it had many times before. Unable to tear my eyes away from the monster in front of me as he attacked Camille, I tried to push myself to my feet but I couldn't. I watched as she fell to the ground, her skin paler than death and her breathing shallow, a tear fell from my eyes. Knowing that death was inevitable, I felt my ability to survive begin to falter as I gave up and accepted my fate. My eyes fluttered closed and darkness descended, but just before it did I heard Camille's voice.

"Don't you dare give up," she demanded as she drew her final breath and her eyes shut. As the monster picked me up and pushed me into a tree, my head smacking against the rough bark, I struggled to stay awake. I fought against him, punching and kicking but it was no use as he simply batted off my hits with his hands, unfazed by my attacks. He pushed my hair from my shoulder and leaned in to attack me but I persisted, I owed Camille that much. Just as his teeth touched my skin, I heard a loud shout and the monster removed his hand from my neck, causing me to crumple to the ground. My head was on fire as I fought against the blackness which tried to take over my body and force me into an unwanted rest but I couldn't give up, I refused to.

"You never let anyone stop you, you keep hanging on." My sister's words floated through my head just as my eyes almost closed and instantly they shot open, the blurriness seeming to fade slightly as a renewed sense of strength seemed to flow through me. The fight in front of me became clearer and I watched as a woman with long blonde hair and porcelain skin, who couldn't be much older than me, fought against the monster using an axe. It was odd seeing her fight when she looked so angelic with her long white-blonde hair that resembled mine and grey eyes. She moved with grace as she stopped his blows before she got the upper-hand and swung upwards, the blade slicing through his neck with ease. I watched as it fell to the ground with a sense of satisfaction as he got what he deserved. As she walked away, I finally found my voice and yelled out to her. Straight away she stopped in her walk and turned back around.

"Are you okay?" She asked, assessing my wounds.

"Just a few bruises, a possible concussion but that's not why I called out to you. What was he?" I had to know, there was no way he was human, not with that type of strength or those disgusting shark-like teeth.

"He was a vampire." She answered before I attempted to get to my feet, feeling weak and hating it. Instantly she stopped me, "Do you have a death wish? Judging from that bruise, you were knocked to the ground, hard, and you said it yourself, you probably have a concussion. I'm Kymera by the way"

"Lexi" I greeted, refusing to sit around and continued to attempt to get to my feet, after a few moments she finally helped me up. Just as I finally got to my feet, a man walked up and I felt fear build up until I saw the resemblance between Kymera and the stranger, though it didn't disappear completely.

"Kymera, why the hell did you wait around?" He demanded, his voice strict and harsh but I could detect the undercurrent of concern.

"I couldn't just leave her, she could have died besides you saw her fight, she is a great fighter and she would make an amazing hunter with the right training"

"Do you have any idea what you would be offering her? A life without normalcy, she would be alone all the time and would instantly lose any ability to trust?"

"Is that what you's do? Kill things like this?" I asked, trying desperately to keep the pain out of my voice.

"See dad, she should be unconscious by now or worse, dead but no, she's standing and asking questions. I bet that she would love to be a hunter, to keep other teens from meeting the fate that this one did" she argued, gesturing towards Camille's limp corpse and instantly I nodded my head in agreement. If I could save anyone from feeling the grief of losing a friend or a family member, I would do it and I knew that Kymera could see the determination in my eyes, mirroring her own.

"Are you sure that this is what you want?" He questioned me one final time, looking me directly in the eye. I nodded without a second of hesitation and he sighed, sensing my stubbornness.

"Well then I guess it's training time for you, I'm James Pâté and this is my daughter Kymera. We are hunters and try to stop these creatures, saving as many lives as possible and it seems that soon you will too"

"You actually asked for this life? You choose to never be able to trust anyone properly or get attached without risking their lives?"

"Have you met me? I barely trust anyone anyway or get attached; you are the exception it seems" I responded with a soft smile, "Besides Kymera and her dad, you would have to be the only one I would trust with my life"

I left Benny out because that was a conversation for another day and if I was lucky that day was a long way away but considering where I was, luck wasn't exactly something I could count on.

"So what happened to Kymera?"

"We were close, practically sisters" I told him before telling him the tale of putting red hair dye into her shampoo because she set me up on a blind date. I continued on with the story of her retaliation, pouring flour into my blow dryer and forcing me to both buy a new one and spend the next three hours attempting to get it out of my hair as well as off my clothes. He laughed along with me for a few minutes before Dean suddenly got serious and stopped abruptly, turning to face me.

"What's wrong?" I questioned, glancing at him curiously.

"What are we? I mean are we a couple?" He asked, standing up and beginning to pace around the forest.

"I don't know what we are," I began, standing up and stopping him in his tracks, "But whatever it is, I like it and I don't want to ruin it by trying to label." To reinforce my message I pressed my lips to his and he responded instantly, his lips moving in sync with mine. After a few moments I felt his hands on my hips as I tangled my fingers in his hair and I felt him pull me even closer. He pushed me up against the tree and I wrapped my legs around his waist, smiling against his kiss.

Seconds later I heard footsteps and paused instantly, upset as I pulled away from him but I felt my sadness disappear straight away as I glimpsed two or more figures wearing suits, Leviathan. I untangled myself from him and slightly nodded my head in the direction of the monsters that appeared to be trying to surround us, knowing that it wouldn't be long until they attacked.

In one swift movement I grabbed my dagger out of my boots and decapitated the closest Leviathan, I threw a blade lying on the ground to Dean before three more Leviathans swooped in. I cried out as the nearest, a tall blonde, slashed at my arm and drew blood. I quickly got the upper hand, pinning her to the ground and one moment later her head was lying a few feet from her body. Before I could get up one of the Leviathan pulled me up and I bit down on my tongue to stop from screaming in pain as he pressed me up against the tree, my blade falling from my hand in the process, with his arm pushing on my neck. I could feel the bruising forming from the force already.

"Where is the angel?" He hissed, causing a shiver to run down my spine but I simply glared at him, trying to grab the dagger I had placed inside a sheath hidden in my black skinny jeans. My fingertips had just touched the hilt when he pushed his arm harder on my throat but I kept silent. Glancing behind him, I saw Dean get struck from behind and yelled out but that only distracted him as he got back up to his feet. I made sure to stay quiet from then on.

"Tell me where the angel is" the creature demanded, running a finger across my cheekbone with a sick smile on his face.

"I don't know any angels" I replied through gritted teeth, thankful that I'd finally got a good hold on my blade. Knowing it wouldn't harm him much, I bit him on the arm and after he loosened his grip in shock, I swung my blade upwards. His head fell to the ground with a thump, his body following closely behind. Instantly I looked over to Dean to see another decapitated Leviathan near his feet and a grim expression on his face.

"You okay?" I asked softly, casually kicking the body out of my path as though it wasn't a monster who had been interrogating me just moments ago. The expression faded from his face but not his eyes when he caught my gaze and I simply nodded, knowing he'd explain if he wanted to.

"I have to find him." He said quietly before speaking up, "I can't just leave him on his own, I have to help him. The Leviathan and everything else in here are out to get him and will not quit until he is dead. He may have abandoned me but I still owe him my life and will not let him get killed if I can stop it."

"Of course, we'll do it together" I told him, lacing my fingers with his and I felt a weight lift off of his chest when a small smile graced his face.

"Welcome to the messed up life of a Winchester, where you find romance in the deepest, most dangerous place in the world" he murmured.

Thank you for reading it and please review and let me know what you think :) Also, just to clarify Lexi is a student therapist/councilor sort of thing. Just realised that this is the biggest chapter I've posted *does happy dance* and I promise to try to make them bigger in the future but sadly, Chapter 8 will be kinda small (sorry!) I may just have to make the one after that extra extra long ;)

-Addy