A/N: Okay so some author's make mistakes right? Well this one did. I went back and reread my story and it didn't make sense haha. so i wrote a chapter that would make the story come together. Hopefully it worked as i thought it would! Please enjoy! :)

Disclaimer: No i don't own SPN...

CHAPTER TEN

The Wind

Dean's POV

"It's always the last one. Next time I'm checking out the last one first," I thought to myself as I walked into Lexee's room. The hospital seemed to be very busy. Many people were coming into the ER with wounds that seemed unnatural, and some even died right there. This job, I hate this job.

I entered room 509 with a few nurses quietly talking with Lexee's doctor. Perhaps it was about the asylum? So I scooted on up and interrupted, "Dr.?"

"Williams." He said matter-of-factly. "Can I help you?"

"I'm agent Young," I showed him my badge, "And I would just like to ask Lexee here some questions."

He stared at me with disbelief. "But the police have-"

"We just like to be thorough." I said with a little grin.

After a few long moments, he finally agreed. The three exited while I slowly made my way over to Lexee. As she answered my questions, I realized that she didn't remember anything at all. Except for the vision Sam implanted in her brain, which sounds painful. Suddenly she began to remember me and started to ask me questions that I couldn't answer in public.

I began to think of a way to take her with me without getting caught but I had nothing.

"What's wrong?"

"I need to get you out of here. But I can't take you through the entrance."

I glanced up at her and a smile slowly grew on her face. "Sure ya can."

This plan, it would never work! I would never think of anything so stupid! Dressing her in baggy clothes, and just walking her out in a wheelchair? Right.

"Come on Dean! Let's go."

We eventually made it passed the nurses' station where a group of hot nurses' were freakin' out. Probably over Lexee, but we didn't stick around to find out. Instead we took the elevator down and quickly exited out the entrance. When we reached my baby, Lexee didn't seem so good.

As we drove back to the motel Lexee began to slowly wake up after she fainted.

"Hey, you ok?"

"I think so. Where am I?" She said as she rubbed the side of her head.

"Arlington. I'm taking you to Sam. Maybe he'll be able to help."

"Help with what?" She began to sound scared.

"You don't remem-" Oh, yea.

"Remember what?... Hey! Remember what?"

The drive was better when she was asleep. When we reached the motel she wouldn't get out.

"Lexee get out. Don't make me get you out."

She turned to me with tears falling down her cheeks, "What don't I remember?"

Sam was always the gentle one, the sensitive one, so he laid everything on her, easily of course. "And so now we're trying to protect you which means you'll need to stay with us until we kill this, ok?"

Lexee bit at her bottom lip as she stared at the table we sat at. It had black spots on it, probably from paint or something hot. She held her hand against her chest and her eyes squinted.

"Are you okay?"

"My chest just hurts, really bad." Sam and I glanced at each other. I remembered the passage from earlier, and this sounds like it, "So, I'm a witch, I'm slowly dying, and I caused all of this? Oh and this 'demon' wants my head on a plate?"

"Basically."

"Dean! I know it sounds-"

"Crazy, but what I don't get is how come I don't remember. Anything?" She said with a little frustration.

"We think the Zegaon took your memory. We believe it's how he survives, or how he kills his victims." I know it's a lot of information but she needs to know.

"Where's your bathroom? I want to take these baggy clothes off." I pointed the way.

"Dude could you be more insensitive? This poor girl doesn't have a clue on what's going on and you're making it worse! Just try to be nicer, okay?"

"Okay!"

"Guys, it's okay. I'm okay…it's all..oh-kay." She got out as she held her chest, and walked back towards the table. I know this sounds bad but man she's hot now that those baggy clothes are off.

She slowly sat down and took a deep breath but didn't let it out for awhile. Sam and I looked at each other, and back at her. She had her head on the table. The room was so silent you could hear pin hit the ground. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath myself. Then I felt the table violently shake, and a painful screech followed.

I jumped up from my chair to Lexee who was on the floor shaking everywhere. I yelled to Sam to grab a glass of water and some blankets. My heart was pounding against my chest. I'd seen a lot in my life, but I'd never seen anything like this.

When Sam returned, I laid the folded blanket below her head as she began to calm down. As I told Sam to watch Lexee I ran to the book where that certain passage remained, "If the victim is somehow scratched, or bitten by the Zegaon however is NOT killed, the Zegaon's venom will slowly kill the victim. The victim will experience chest pains, coughing blood, uncontrollable shaking, cold chills, hot flashes, and eventually their heart will disintegrate." She only had two symptoms left until…

"Dean!" He sounded frantic.

"What is it Sammy?"

"I think she's comatose."

"What? You mean, like she-"

"She won't wake up Dean."

I was speechless, and shocked. "…on the bed and, Dean are you listening to me? Dean?!"

"What? Yea."

As we began to pick her up the motel door swung open, off the hinges, with a large gust of wind and knocked us off our feet. I picked my head up and the wind was still blowing as strong as ever. But nothing evil was insight. I attempted to stand up only to be thrown against the wall. I slowly opened my eyes to the room. Papers were flying everywhere, the curtains to the window were going crazy, and furniture was overturned.

But one thing stuck out. A large white light appeared at the threshold of the door and the wind began to go crazy. It turned into a sideways tornado engulfing Lexee, leading into the light, and pulled her through.

I couldn't find my voice or words to scream or say. The white light began to shrink inside itself and the wind disappeared. Sam slowly sat up and turned to me with his hand against his head. He looked about as confused as me.

I just had her and now she's gone. We promised we'd protect her.