A/N: I am shedding light! Seriously, if this chapter confuses you, I would suggest you go and look back on the chapters with Veronica in them and study the chapters hard when Veronica is talking. First read this, if you do not understand then go look and study. In all honesty, I didn't plan on this information that I have created in this chapter, it actually all came to me as I wrote today. So, it wasn't apart of the planned idea, but it still fits in with the original plan I still have.

Anyways, hope you like.

"So back to meeting while unconscious are we?" a small voice asked with a smile.

Alex's face scrunched up in confusion and her eyes fluttered open to find herself staring at the young girl Veronica standing in the doorway. "What the hell are you doing here?" Alex asked, sitting up and looking around, "In fact, where is here?"

"You are in the hospital Alex. Again. However, this is for a different reason than the last time. If you look down you'll see that you are sitting on yourself," Veronica said, nodding her head towards the bed Alex was currently on.

Alex glanced to the pillows and sure enough there she was, breathing tube in mouth, pale as snow, and bruised all the way to Hell. She climbed off instantly, not wanting to disturb anything, because she really did want to get better and back into her own body. "You didn't answer my first question Veronica."

The young girl sighed and rolled her eyes, stepping farther into the room and taking residence in a nearby plastic chair. "Haven't you been super busied since our last meet? Been a long time."

"Being one of The Fates you would know, wouldn't you? Deciding what happens in people's lives. Seriously, there are times when I wonder why don't change it and lift a damn finger," Alex spat.

"It's destiny. We are not allowed to change it when it comes to us, we are only supposed to put it in place and bestow it upon all."

"There was an open window somewhere for you to have stopped this from happening! Dean wouldn't be dieing…oh god, Dean."

The hunter didn't even wait to hear what Veronica had to say next as she ran out of her room, searching frantically from side to side and deciding to go down the right part of the hallway. Avoiding walking patients, doctors, and nurses, Alex came to a halt at a door, her instincts telling her that this is where she needed to be. When she stepped inside, she found what she had been looking for. Dean was in the bed, mirroring the same image as she was in her own room down the hall; color far better than hers and his body seemed to be healing fine.

"Dean," she breathed.

"Yeah?" his voice asked, which confused Alex.

"Impossible. Coma patients aren't supposed to be able to talk…unless…"

"Unless I happen to be close to death and a spirit?"

Alex pivoted to face the hallway where he was standing just outside the door. What was it with people and doorways? It didn't make sense to Alex whatsoever.

"Wow, even in death you are an ass," Alex joked.

"Ha, ha, funny. Why are you suddenly here? I've been trying to contact somebody for a few hours now and nothing."

"I don't know why I am here. Veronica didn't say--," Alex quickly stopped; not liking that she was giving away information to Dean that was confidential.

"Veronica? There is another person trapped here too?" Dean asked.

Thankfully Alex was saved from having to answer that, but not in the way she imagined. Sam came into the room and Alex couldn't keep her eyes from the gross bruises on his face; one big enough that his eye was half closed.

"Sammy," Alex said, her voice growing sad, "I'm so sorry."

"I'm back Dean. Donnie is recovering, they say she needs to stay in bed a few more days and then she can get into some normal clothes and a normal bed. She won't stop complaining about hospitals. Apparently, she shares the dislike with you and Alex," Sam spoke.

The female hunter gave an incredulous expression at Dean before shaking her head and letting out a snort.

"How am I doing Sam? Do you know?" she asked him, even though he couldn't hear her.

"Actually, he does and I do too. Doctor talked to him not long ago. I'm supposedly 'not' going to wake up. And you try telling the guy to go screw himself and tell him wrong when like this," Dean replied with a sigh.

"So what? I'm not supposed to wake up either? I'm fairing far worse than you are Dean! If I could go a shade lighter I think it'd be possible at the stage I am in. Hell, turn me blue to change it up."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean Dean, that somehow, I'm dieing faster. You actually still have color in your cheeks."

Dean's eyes furrowed and then softened as he walked over to her and embraced her form, needing to comfort her. "You are not going to die," he whispered.

"Because Azazel says I won't. Plans? What the fuck? I'm pretty sure that with what Saemis said, I'm wanted, and I know for a fact that being wanted by Nefer, he would want to kill me personally and no allow me in any so called 'plans'. There is no chance I am dieing, but machines can't tell that."

"Great, you made me feel better."

"You aren't dieing either. I'm going to make damn sure of it."

"And it makes me wonder how I got stuck with a stubborn girlfriend that happened to be a mirror image of myself."

Alex smirked and exited the room, not telling Dean where she was going. She hoped he understood that she needed to do something on her own; he must've considering he didn't follow her out.

"All right Veronica, lead me away," she muttered under her breath, watching for some sort of sign that would tell her where the girl was and wanting to talk.

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John remembered being asleep in that cabin hidden away in the woods, he remembered hearing Alex's voice from the other room take on a new tone than he had ever heard before. Shortly after that a scream sounded and claws were digging into him, spreading its icy, dark fingers throughout and burying bone deep until it all stopped and he was viewing from within, no control.

"Johnny. Time for you to do the dirty work," the voice said, the hunter knowing instantly who it was.

"You…"

"Me."

His body sat up and went over to the window removing the salt line that was placed there; launching through the glass as if it were nothing and he were invincible. No cuts were made though and for that he was grateful.

"What did you do them? What do you want with me?"

"Why is it that hunters always ask those two questions first whenever encountering demons?" Azazel sighed in annoyance, running through the woods to the main road. "I didn't do…much. Just stated truths here and there were unspoken, more on your part than anything. As for you in general, you'll see."

There was a pit forming in his stomach and he didn't like the poison that had managed to seep right into the mix.

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Veronica sat on the empty hospital bed in the shuttered room, liking the dark and how her white long robe seemed to glow a little. She never completely got the gist as to why she was created a little girl; she most definitely didn't fit the maturity level one wasn't supposed to have being at such a young age. Then again, the child aspect of it did fit her personality wise. Always playing tricks and messing with people's fates to her liking. She had to tell Alex this bit of information, an important fact.

"I'm in here Alex, don't go too far or you'll miss me," she giggled, turning her head towards the room door just as Alex came inside, her long curly blonde hair moving as she did.

"Why are you here? Answer the question before I lose my patience and figure out a way to kill you even if there isn't one," Alex threatened.

Veronica let out a sigh as she hopped off the bed, stepping forward and then stopping a few feet away from the hunter, knowing it was a safe distance for now.

"There are some things you should know Alex. What happened with the demon Azazel, I would say it was fate, but it wasn't. You should've never known of your destiny along with the other children of his like Sam. Earlier before you…" she paused to give a chuckle, "ran to Dean's side to check if he was okay, you asked me why I didn't do anything to save Dean from what he is now experiencing."

Alex narrowed her eyes at the girl, not understanding where the point was going to come in. "Why won't you do anything? There is still time, there is still a chance to save him. I might not die, I know I won't, you know I won't, but he still can. Break one of your god damn rules and save him already!"

"The paperwork is being graded."

"What? What does that mean?"

"It is being filed, but it is not quite yet set into motion. Being one of The Fates, we get one opportunity to be in charge of certain human beings. Usually, it's only one that we get. In my case, it's you and Dean. He will be saved, but of course there is something that I had to work out with The Fate that held another's contract and story in order for him to live."

"Care to elaborate?" Alex asked, her voice shaky.

"Do you remember the first time you met Dean? The first feeling you had for him?"

"What does this have to--"?

"Just answer."

"I was drunk," Alex paused, smiling at the memory and completely forgetting that Veronica was even in the room as she continued.

"He caught me as I was falling off the bar, his eyes were the first thing I saw and they were stunning. Jade. Perfect. Mesmerizing. I remember seeing him the next morning as I came out of the bathroom, he was standing there, short, 6'0, cocky, and so many more words that I was so dead on about. I had feelings I kept denying that I had for him over time because, well, if you knew Dean, you'd understand."

"Actually, I do know Dean. And all of what you felt and how you two met, this is what I am talking about Alex. I control Dean's and your fate. I could've pointed you into another direction then hunting. I could've maybe kept the same you that you are now, but made it so then you didn't fall in love with Dean, but Sam instead."

"I don't think I'm comfortable with the fact that my life hasn't been my own since birth."

"No one ever would."

"What did you mean about paperwork? About working something out with another Fate in order to get Dean to live," Alex questioned, eyes furrowing.

"There is something you must understand Alex. Dean will in time, but you need to faster and now, so then you can help him through this and that your fates will go as planned, even though, in the end it all will."

"You aren't making any sense."

"John Winchester's fate handler has already agreed. John Winchester must sacrifice his own life for his son."

Author End Note: Thanks for reading and please review. I hope no confusion was there, or if it was it was settled with the studying I spoke of. If you still have questions about anything you are confused on with this chapter and the whole Veronica thing, just let me know and I will be happy to clear things up for you by explaining. Again, thanks.