So here's the conclusion of Asylum. Enjoy this chapter, I added the beginning of Scarecrow in at the end just so I would have a better conclusion at the end. Sorry it took so long.

Alex was bored out of her mind. If her ankle wasn't sprained, she would have been pacing. Then again, if her ankle wasn't sprained she would have been at the asylum taking care of the spirit. She pulled her laptop out and began poking around for nothing in particular. Even though she knew there would be no new messages, she opened up her email.

"What the-?" she stared at the screen. Much to her surprise there was a new message. From a contact she didn't know. Hesitantly, she clicked the message.

Alex,

You don't know me, or probably even that I exist. My name is Tyler. I'm your cousin. I'm 26. I heard about your parents deaths. I'm sorry, that's a terrible tragedy. The police told us that you were still alive but nowhere to be found. I just want to make sure you are okay. Please reply to this email so I can know for sure. Also, maybe you could come out to Kentucky. I don't know how my mom would feel about that but it would be nice to meet you. Besides, I've heard you're a horse girl and you probably know how famous Kentucky is for its horses. Anyway, it would be nice to talk to you in person. I hope I'll get the chance to see you.

Your cousin,
Tyler Morgan

"What the heck is going on?" Alex whispered. After a minute of contemplation, she decided to risk a reply.

Tyler,

Nice to hear from you. You were correct in assuming that I didn't know you exist. I can assure you that I am alive though I am currently sitting in bed with a sprained ankle. However, I am doing quite well. A visit would be quite nice though I doubt its chances. It would be very difficult for me, though not impossible. Who knows, perhaps I will find myself in Kentucky soon. I would like to meet you in person and talk but for now it appears that this is the only way we can talk. Please don't try to trace this email or anything like that. I am happy where I am. As much as I would like to meet you, I have new obligations and friends. It is safe, don't worry. Again, it's nice to hear from you. I hope we can continue to talk.

Your cousin,
Alex Thurman

"Well alright then." she spoke quietly to herself. She pulled out her green notebook and began writing in it. After finishing the entry, she pulled out her black book and flipped a couple pages in to a blank one. It was the journal she was filling with what she learned from Sam and Dean. The first couple pages had the information she'd learned about vengeful spirits and poltergeists. Once she had written what she knew about the asylum and its ghosts, she tried the TV. After flipping several channels she found a show that she actually enjoyed. Three episodes of Veronica Mars later, a new, crappy, 3 am show came on. Alex decided to grab a couple hours of sleep. She turned the lights out and fell asleep relatively easily. However her sleep itself was troubled and not two hours later she woke up feeling even more tired than before. Slipping back into old routine, she pulled her laptop out and opened a new tab to begin playing music. Sam and Dean would probably hate it, which was why she took the alone time to play it out loud and even sing along, despite hating her singing voice. As long as no one was around it didn't matter. Her mind wandered for a while as she listened, visiting memories she had all but entirely forgotten. Her laptop beeped with a new email.

Alex,

Thank God you're alive! We, your aunt, Jordan, and I, were really worried. They didn't want me to send the email but I did anyway. Looks like it paid off. Jordan is your other cousin by the way. She's 22. Anyway, I promise I won't try to track you down. I'll have a hard time keeping my mom from tracking you but I'll do my best. Honestly I'm a little worried though. Who are these friends and what are the obligations that you have now? And how did you sprain your ankle? What are you doing? And can you at least tell me where you are? Please, come visit us. If you like it, maybe you could stay. We'd really like to see you. Could you maybe send us a picture? At least tell us about yourself. Sorry, I probably sounded like a frantic mother in this email. I'm just really surprised to hear from you.

Your cousin,
Tyler

Alex couldn't help the small grin that came as she read the email. She replied quickly.

Tyler,

Sorry to have you guys so worried. But don't worry. Life's working out for me. I can't tell you my friends' names or what we're doing but I promise it isn't illegal. I fell off a fence. That's how I sprained my ankle. At home. I fell off our fence. I also can't tell you where we are. Like I said in the last email, I'm not really in control of where we go. But I will try to get you guys on our path at some point. I can't send a picture, not right now at least. But I guess I could tell you a little about myself. I'm 15. I love sports. I'm not very tall. I have blonde hair and hazel eyes. I'm fairly smart. I like to read, watch movies, and play guitar. I love music. Kind of a random list there but that's a little something. How about you? What are you like?

Your cousin,
Alex

Alex sighed and closed out of her email. She pulled out one of her spare notebooks and began writing down the facts she had learned about her family.

Sam and Dean came back a little after sunrise.

"Fun night?" Alex asked as they came in.

"What the hell are you listening to?" Dean asked. Alex paused the song.

"Yeah." Alex shifted and ran a hand through her hair. "It's not for most people. It's called Can You Feel My Heart by Bring Me the Horizon."

"It's just, like, screaming." Dean said.

"Yeah a bit. But it's the lyrics that matter. 'I'm scared to get close. I hate being alone. I long for that feeling to not feel at all.' They actually mean something." Alex was always happy to defend her music. "But anyway, let's hear about the hunt. What happened?"

"Oh not much. Went in to find all the bodies and burn 'em, ended up finding two kids who thought it would be a good place for a date, found out the doctor was doing much worse than lobotomies, the patients were actually asking for help, Sam got attacked by the doc and shot me-" Dean listed.

"Wait, Sam you shot him?!" Alex exclaimed.

"Ellicott was controlling me. Sort of. It was weird. He made all the hate and anger come to the surface. And violence. It was only with rock salt." Sam defended himself.

"Ah. Okay then. Continue." Alex told Dean. Dean huffed but continued.

"Well I knocked Sammy out. The doctor tried to attack me but I managed to salt and burn the bones. Then we got the kids out and came back here." Dean finished. "How was your night?" Alex laughed.

"Well it dulls in comparison. Played around on my computer, watched TV, slept, and listened to music." Alex gave a vague outline. "But uh, there was one thing I thought I should tell you. I got an email. From my cousin."

"What? I thought you were just making them up." Sam asked.

"So did I. But he wants me to come and meet him. I told him it wasn't likely but if I was in town I might say 'hi.' I didn't say where I was or who I was with. Just that I was safe and alive." Alex told them.

"Can I see the email?" Dean asked. Alex gave him a queer look but nodded and brought her email back up. Dean read it quickly. "Does it seem real to you?"

"I think so. I know my aunt lives in Kentucky. And she is the older sibling so it's not surprising that he could be eleven years older than me."

"Well if we're ever in the area maybe you can see them. We're not gonna go out of our way to-" Dean told her. Alex put up a hand.

"I know. There are hunts to be done and we have to find your dad. But if we end up nearby I would like to visit. I think." Alex shrugged.

"Good. That's settled." Dean said.

"So. Where to next?" Alex asked.

"I don't know. But I'm tired. I'm gonna get some sleep. Did you say you slept?" Dean said.

"Eh. Got a good, well decent, hour and a half." Alex gave him a small smile.

"Well what do you guys say we grab some sleep and then head out?" Dean suggested.

"Works for me." Alex nodded. Sam nodded as well.

"Sure." Alex slid over to make room for Sam on the bed. He got in and laid next to her. "How's your ankle?"

"Sprained." Alex tried to keep a serious face but could feel a smile trying to come out. Sam chuckled. "It's not too bad. I've hurt it worse."

"You seem to manage that a lot." Sam commented. Dean was in his bed already asleep.

"Yeah. I liked things that were very fun but could possibly end badly. My dad always said I was trouble. And he was right. If someone told me it was dangerous I was probably going to try it."

"Wild child." Sam snickered.

"Geronimo." Alex gave the word a slight tune.

"Huh?" Sam asked.

"It's a song. Nevermind." Alex smiled.

"Does everything you hear remind you of a song?" he asked.

"Pretty much. Now can we please go to sleep?" Alex asked, pretending to sound annoyed. Sam grinned.

"Sure." He turned off the light and they both fell asleep quickly.

After a couple hours Sam was woken by the phone ringing. "Dean." he groaned. Dean was still asleep. He grunted but reached over and answered the phone. "Hello?" The voice that spoke caused him to sit up straight. Alex was woken for the second time by Sam's sudden movement.

"You okay Sam?" she asked.

"Dad?" Sam said quietly. Alex's hand shot to her mouth. Sam spoke quietly and Alex listened to his half of the conversation. If Dean had been within her reach she would have woken him. Dean woke up on his own to Sam's voice. When he heard Sam say 'Dad' again he rose up and stared at his brother.

"Is that Dad?" Dean asked. Alex nodded and mouthed 'yes' to him. She paused for a second after. Despite finding the elder Winchester slightly annoying she had to admit he was pretty damn hot. She snapped herself back to the phone call. Dean reached out for the phone. "Give me the phone." he whispered. Sam continued talking to their dad, his voice sounding angrier the more he spoke. Dean asked again, louder. Sam ignored him. Finally Dean snatched the phone out of his brother's hand. "Dad where are you?" Dean asked. He listened before grabbing a pen and paper and writing down the names their father listed. Sam still looked angry. Alex sat up and situated herself next to Sam

"He told you not to find him." she said. It was sort of a question but more a statement.

"He gave me an order." Sam snorted. "He told me to do some job he is now telling to Dean." Alex nodded. Dean finished getting the names down and tried to get more out of his dad but was forced to just say goodbye. None of them said anything but they packed and headed out to the car. Sam took the driver's seat for once as Dean sat in the passenger seat trying to figure out what he could about the names. Alex, though she would've liked to help with the research, decided to try and get a few more hours of sleep. She knew that the brothers would get her caught up once she woke up.

Like I said, that's the end of Asylum. And a little bit of the beginning of Scarecrow. Did you guys like the peek at Alex's family? I wonder if she'll visit them...