CHAPTER FIVE

Dean's cell rang throughout the night but he refused to pick it up, the ID saying unknown. His voicemail would pick up the message and he would check it in the morning but as it kept ringing, he finally grumbled and turned over on the bed and grabbed the phone, answering it harshly.

"Who the hell is this?"

The line was silent for a moment before a girl's voice spoke, "Dean?"

"Yeah? Who is this?"

"My name's Alana Winchester." She started and was cut off.

"Is this some kind of joke? There is no Alana in our family."

"Please listen Dean, your father, our father is in danger, Meg has him."

His jaw dropped as he looked at the phone, "Meg?"

"Yes Dean, Meg has taken control of dad."

He shook his head, "Our father, not yours."

"You're wrong Dean but this isn't the point, the point is, Meg is after you and Sam and you need to know what she's been up to."

"How would you know?"

"I've been following her for days. Dad called me a few days ago and asked me to find you and Sam. Said that Cristo was after us all for who we are."

"Cristo?"

"Meg's consort and father. She's a demon and is going to kill us if we don't stop her. She already has our father and we need to save him Dean. I'm sorry some of this is new and hitting you like bricks but the matter of the deal is that dad is a demon now and we have to find out what he knew before this all went down so that we can save him."

Sam turned and looked to his brother; he had heard his half of the conversation and was curious. Dean shook his head. "Where are you at?"

"In Tompkinsville, Ohio."

"We're two hours west of there in Bentley. We're at the Hotel Plaza. Room 324, second floor. Get here and we'll talk more."

She sighed, "Thank you Dean." She said and hung up the phone, relief suddenly filling her heart.

Dean closed his phone and looked to Sam, "You were right, Meg did get to dad but he isn't dead, just possessed."

"Who was that on the phone?"'

"Sam it doesn't matter right now."

"Yes it does Dean. You said there wasn't a Winchester by that name. Now who was that?"

"She said her name was Alana Winchester. And she called our father, dad. I think it was Meg playing with us."

"And you led her here?"

"I want dad back Sam, so bringing Meg here only makes it easier."

Sam shook his head, "What if her name is really Alana and she isn't Meg, what then? We hurt her as well?"

Dean shrugged, "She'll have to tell us who she is and why she contacted us. Until she gets here, there's nothing else we can do."

Sam laid back on his bed and sighed, "So dad is possessed, what do we do now?"

"Figure out a way to save him from Meg and kill that bitch once and for all."

"Easier said than done." Sam said wearily as he gazed out the window, the full moon was overhead, lighting up the darkened sky. "I don't have the strength to fight this time around."

"I know Sam, we'll be fine. We'll get dad back and everything will be back to the way it was."

Alana drove for two hours and finally arrived in Bentley. She found the Hotel Plaza easily enough and parked. She was hesitant about going up there but she had no other choice. Meg and dad weren't far behind her and if her feeling were right, they were now following her and she'd led them straight to them all!

"Shit!" she muttered and got out of the car and hastily made her way up to the second floor. She stood in front of 324, breathing steadily before knocking on the door. She waited and when it was opened she stared into that of the face of her older brother Dean.

"Dean?" she said.

"Alana?"

She nodded, "We have a problem. Meg and dad are not far from here." She said and felt the ice chill on her back, "Let me in, they're here." She hissed in pain.

Dean let her in and she held the tears at bay but her back was throbbing. How many times she'd felt the pain as it tore at her skin, how many times she endured the death-like grip every time Meg was near.

"Who's here?" her other older brother Sam asked.

"Meg and dad." She said.

Sam looked at Dean and he looked at her as if she was crazy. But when she raised her head, there was no denying that she was a Winchester.

"I'm Alana Mary Winchester. Your sister." She said as tears burned at her eyes.

Dean saw her pain then when he circled her to make sure the door was shut, saw the welts on her back. "Alana?"

"They're demon marks. Meg scratched me some time ago, now every time she is near me they burn. I was careless and I led her to our father. I'm so sorry."

Sam got out of bed and kneeled in front of her, she was tiny but she was their sister. "We were there when dad told us to leave. Meg was by his side."

"I know. I came a little later and by then it was too late. Meg tore his throat out as I watched. She smiled up to me and I screamed."

Sam's eyes bulged, his nightmare! "Then I witnessed…"

"You saw what I saw that night Sam. Somehow I can see where you are but lately I've been…" she cringed in pain, "Help." She gasped as she collapsed to the floor.

"Dean."

They picked her up and put her on Dean's bed. She was shaking and the angry welts on her back were darkening as they watched.

"Alana, what's happening?" he asked.

"Meg's here and so is dad." She cried, "You have to kill her in order to save dad."

Sam nodded at Dean, "Get the guns from the bags; I have an idea in easing our sister's pain. We're going to need her help."

Dean pulled the bag from the corner of the room and set it on Sam's bed, pulling out various guns as Sam sat his sister upright. Her hazel eyes held her pain as he pulled her into an embrace. Somehow they connected and a white light surrounded them. Dean stepped back and watched in astonishment. This was totally new for Sammy.

As the light dispersed, the welts on Alana's back were gone and the pain had resided. She looked at Sam in wonderment. "How?"

"I just pictured you safe. And that's what happened."

Alana hugged him; "Somehow I think..." she stopped as the door was ripped from its hinges.

Alana and Sam both jumped off the bed Dean pointed the rifle and grabbed at Alana pushing her behind him. As he did Sam grabbed his gun and waited as Meg and John walked through.

"Shit." Sam said.

"Come on Sammy, you really thought I was going to let you and your family get away hunting me down? At least you met your little sister before I kill her."

"Screw you." Alana said.

"Oh come now Alana, you tasted the evil, haven't you once thought about joining me?"

"NO way, you're pathetic Meg. I pity you. You have nothing, I have everything."

John stepped forward, a gun in his hands, "I do have your father and I will kill him if I need to, no worries on that you bastards. I'll have your souls in no time."

Sam fired the rifle and point blank took out Meg. Dean knocked the gun from his father's hands and pointed them both at him, waiting for him to move but he didn't.

"What are we going to do?" Alana asked as Meg got to her feet.

"What we need to do is to take out this bitch once and for all and get dad back."