A/N: Another chapter and it's longer! YAY! Also, in case you didn't realize it, but last chapter at the end hinted to a possible episodic type of chapter or so, so I will be going into the show's actual chapters but kind of making them my own along the way while writing them. This chapter is based on Devil's Trap of Season 1. Hope you enjoy! :)

The five hunters stood, stationed at all entrances, not even bothering to salt the windows and doors. This was something that needed to be handled and dealt with, even if it meant letting the enemy behind the lines and inside the safe house. Alex could feel Dean come up along side her, a wave of confusion and curiosity rolling off of him.

"What did you mean earlier about an Aunt Emerald?" he asked.

"Nothing Dean, it's none of your business," Alex replied, not in the mood. Why was he talking to her? She didn't know why and if she remembered correctly he didn't believe her on what she said about his father.

"The hell it's not--."

"Dean, shut your trap," Bobby interrupted, snapping a look at the hunter.

Dean shrank away silently and returned to his designated area. Alex gave Bobby an expression of appreciation, causing him to give her a sympathetic look. She knew he wasn't happy with her, and that yeah she was still angry with him, but Alex loved him no matter what and could never shove him off and away for long. Suddenly, whipping her from her thoughts, Alex and everyone else heard the sound of footsteps outside on the gravel.

"Get ready…" Donnie said, moving next to Alex along with the others as they all stared at the door, waiting. The knob turned slowly, the door being pushed in, revealing a short blonde haired chick, stepping into the house.

'Good call on the appearance about who was coming,' the voice within said.

"Well, well, if it isn't Alex Tatiani," the girl said, cocking her head to the side with an evil grin. "I've also got a Singer, a Lewis, and the famous Winchester sons."

"And to what pleasure do we have a bitch like you coming in and ruining the nice friendly get together?" Alex asked harshly.

"Names Meg…" the woman said, glancing down at her body with a smile and then looking back up to meet the hunters gazes, "Came with the territory."

Dean began to step forward and Alex knew that he was pissed off and set to a fine point at being in the same room with a demon and not doing anything about it. His hand reached inside his jacket pocket and pulled out a flask of holy water, about to uncap it. Meg rolled her eyes at Dean's intentions and before he knew it, he was flung into the air and into a corner of books by an invisible force.

"I swear, after everything I've heard and been through to get here, I'm a little under whelmed," Meg said, "First, Johnny doesn't have the Colt, and he gives the gun to your pretty brunette head. Lackluster. I mean, did he really think that he could hide it from me and that I wouldn't find you?"

"Actually, he was counting on it," Alex stated, grinning as her eyes shifted upwards to the ceiling. Dean limped to their side, his gaze following everyone's, eyes widening in surprise.

"Gotcha," Donnie said.

888

Tying up the demon was a pain, it wasn't easy and it took at least three people to hold her down while the other two tied her to the chair. Once they were all done and satisfied at a job well done, Bobby and Sam went off to place salt lines everywhere just in case other demons were out there. They really only planned on the one coming and dealing with her.

Alex, Donnie and Dean stared at Meg where she sat. At this moment, Alex was the only one in close range to her and was prepared to interrogate more than Dean; however, she knew that Dean would enter soon enough when it came to his dad.

"You know, if you wanted to tie me up, all you had to do was ask," Meg said.

"Yeah, well, whose to say you would've let us if we did, bitch," Alex spat.

"Where's the gun?"

"Safe and sound. I mean, you obviously already know that I have it, so why even ask?"

"Question as to how and why John gave it to you."

"He knew that he was being watched. It only seemed logical. Plus, I was there at the time and it was easy to give it to someone he trusted."

Meg grinned wickedly as she caught Dean and Donnie's eyes. "Yet, you two, even Bobby and Sam, didn't know about her meetings with him. Hmm…interesting."

"Shut the fuck up," Alex barked.

"Tisk, tisk, you didn't ask very nice."

"Where is John?"

"Get your story straight there, Tatiani, either you want me to talk or you don't. Which is it?"

"Talk."

"Nope."

"You think this is a fucking game, where is he? What did you do to him?" Alex leaned in and yelled, feeling Dean's hand on her arms and tugging her back and away from the tied up girl in the wooden chair.

Meg had gotten to her and was happy about it too, Alex wished she could wipe that smile right off Meg's puppet's face.

"Hey, Alex, it isn't worth yelling over," he spoke calmly.

"He died screaming in case you were wondering Dean. I killed him myself." Meg's words floated to the two and Alex saw the flash of molten green fury now in his eyes as he left her behind and stopped dead before the devil's trap above.

Alex and Donnie flinched at the sound of a slap echoing in the room, and pretty soon Bobby and Sam entered, seeing the event that was going on.

"That's kind of a turn on—you hitting a girl," Meg commented.

"You're no girl," Dean grit.

"Dean," Bobby warned, walking over to the hunter and pulling him to where the others were standing.

"Sure, you get to hit her and be all mad and I can't?" Alex muttered, Dean glaring at her.

"You okay?" Sam asked the both of them.

"She's lying, he's not dead," Dean said, his voice dropping low to something weak and vulnerable.

"Dean, you've got to be careful with her. Don't hurt her," Donnie said.

"Why?"

"Because she really is a girl, that's why!" Alex exclaimed.

All of the hunters stared at her in awe and she had to admit that it was a weird thing for her to say when she was all for doing anything imaginable at injuring Meg because of her acting the way she was.

"She's possessed. That's a human possessed by a demon," she continued.

"You're tryin' to tell me there's an innocent girl somewhere in there?" Sam and Dean asked in unison.

"That's actually good news, so soak it in chums," Donnie said with a glowing smile as Sam went over to one of the piles of books, picking up what appeared to be a leather bound journal.

"There is an exorcism I found in Dad's journal that we could use," he said.

"Great, you read, I'll interrogate," Alex piped in.

"Hold it. We'll interrogate. You aren't leaving me out of the fun," Dean grinned.

Sam, Dean, and Alex entered the room with the devil's trap and demon while Bobby and Donnie watched from the sidelines in the other room. Meg eyed Sam intently as he walked over and stopped off to her right just close to being out of her peripheral vision. "Are you going to read me a story?" she asked.

"Hit it Sam," Alex ordered, ignoring Meg completely.

The sounds of the Latin words rolling fluently from Sam's mouth catching Meg's attention and she narrowed her eyes at Alex and Dean. "An exorcism? Are you serious?"

"Oh, were goin' for it, baby—head-spinning, projectile vomiting, the whole nine yards," Dean answered.

'Really need to update him on the whole possession thing Alex,' the inner being pointed out.

"No kidding, Dean, you should really study your demonology," Meg commented, "Alex knows hers all too well I would say. After all, you are one aren't you? Well, only a half-demon."

"I'm going to send you back to Hell where you belong Meg. Say hi to my other relatives while you're at it will you?" Alex snapped.

"I'm gonna rip the bones from your body before you get the chance."

Alex found her staring at the body of the poor possessed girl as she winced and grunted while the demon fought to stay inside and fight the Latin words being recited.

"He begged for his life with tears in his eyes Dean. Begged to see his sons one last time," Meg said through clenched teeth, "That's when I slit his throat."

Sam and Dean shared a nervous expression, and Alex couldn't help but get to Meg first before Dean as she leaned inwards. "For your sake, I hope you're lying. 'Cause if it's true, I know for a fact that Dean, even myself, will march down into Hell and slaughter ever last one of you evil sons of bitches, so help us God."

She could sense the shock from the brothers and the other two in the next room. Dean mainly was surprised that this hunter he had come to know had basically taken the words right out of his very mind.

"Fine, he's not dead, but he will be. If only you knew. This is nothing compared to what's coming. You are concerned about where John is, and what I did to him…it's not even half of what you should be really concerned about," Meg said, eyes going coal black as the exorcism was close to its finish.

The wooden chair holding her where she sat lurched forward, scraping against the floor with a god awful sound. Soon after a scream erupted from the poor girl as black sand-like smoke flew from her mouth and into the fireplace that was alight in the house. All hunters were silent as they stared at the motionless girl left behind. Blood trickled from wounds that were beginning to appear on the body and crimson was being coughed up as Meg's head rose with glassy eyes.

"Hurry, get her free. Donnie get some blankets and a glass of water. Bobby, call the cops." Alex was at the girl's side in a heartbeat, removing the bindings and lifting her with the Winchesters so then she was resting on the floor.

"Thank you," came a small whisper.

"Shh, shh…just take it easy, all right?" Alex spoke softly, brushing back the hair from the girl's forehead to get a better look at her.

"It's been a year," Meg coughed, "I've been awake…for some of it. I couldn't move my own body. The things I did—it's a nightmare."

Alex closed her eyes as the tears came and threatened to make them known; being put through what Meg was, she could understand how horrible it was. Then again, she had lived through it for three years, and Meg hadn't come close to even experiencing her kind of Hell.

"Was it telling us the truth about our dad?" Dean asked.

"Yes. But it wants you to know…that they want you to come for him," Meg gulped, whimpering a bit just as Bobby and Donnie entered.

Donnie knelt down and placed the glass of water to Meg's lips, tipping it a little to get water into her mouth before bringing it back and onto the floor.

"Where are they keeping our dad?"

"Jefferson City, Missouri, by the r-river," Meg paused, "Sunrise."

Alex opened her eyes suddenly, knowing full well that Meg was no longer with them at this time. Those last words spoken by Meg were frustrating and she winced as Dean raised his voice to ask what it had meant, but of course there would be no answer.

'We were too late. She's gone.'

"Ya better hurry up and beat it before the paramedics get here kids," Bobby stated, as they all stood up, nodding in agreement. They needed to follow Meg's directions and get to where John was and save him.

"Thanks for everything Bobby," Alex said, embracing the old hunter in a tight hug, not wanting to leave, but knowing that she had to.

"Ya just go and find him. Come back and see me, or even call to let me know yer all right and that ya succeeded. I'm gettin' old and I get more worried than ever when it comes to ya idjits."

Alex smiled, a small tear rolled down her cheek as she went upstairs, and grabbing the always packed duffel bag she had, along with the others and exited the house she knew as home. Giving a last glance back as Dean pulled the impala out of the driveway and down the road towards the river sunrise in Jefferson City, Missouri…Alex had a feeling that something bad was brewing and it had marked the four occupants in that very car.

Author End Note: Thanks for reading and please review.