CHAPTER NINE

Alana awoke in her seat, she and Sam had been traveling for hours. The sun was high in the sky and yet she was fine. Something must have happened to keep her from burning up. She glanced to her brother; he was intent to be somewhere.

"Where are we going?" she asked, sitting up.

"To Lawrence, Kansas. We're going to see Missouri."

"She's going to freak when she sees two vampires on her steps won't she?"

"She already knows."

"How?"

"I dunno, but she can read minds and know things before they happen."

"She has the gift too, doesn't she?"

He nodded, "She does, but she's scared as well."

She snorted, "Hell's bells, I'd be scared too with some unknown force after me."

Sam grinned, "But she will have answers for us and if I know dad and Dean, they'll be there too."

"Do we need them?"

"Yes."

She growled, rubbing her eyes and placing her sunglasses over them. She was tired, hungry and wanted a shower. Shower. She hadn't had one in days and she stunk. She wondered how Sam ever put up with her.

"You don't stink sis. Besides vampires hate water."

"You think?" she retorted, "I love my showers, thank you very much. I may be a blood-sucker but I'm a clean one. When we get to wherever we're going, I want a shower and a change of clothing. Got it?"

"Yes ma'am." He said.

She rolled her eyes, "You're much of a smartass as Dean now. God, will you two ever grow up!"

He cocked his head in her direction, "Nah! Wouldn't be fun to pick on you then."

She threw her hands up, "I give up! Kill me now."

Sam slowed the car as they entered Lawrence, Alana finally got a look at the town where he was born at. It was quite different from her own hometown, smaller in size and cleaner.

"Shit, its Bradyville, my god, this is why you're a nerd!" she exclaimed.

Sam laughed, "It's not that bad."

"It's too clean and reminds me of that movie Pleasantville. God, I am in hell."

Sam pulled in front of a white house and parked, stepping out from the cramped Impala. Alana followed suit and grimaced as the sun itched at her skin.

"Hell's bells." She muttered.

"Let's get inside before you burn." Sam said.

"Well duh Mr. Smartass." She retorted and followed her brother up the walk to the front door.

Sam knocked, waiting for Missouri to answer, she was home, he knew it.

"Sam is that you?" her voice rang out, "Boy where is your brother?" she asked and opened the door, looking square at him.

"It's me Missouri and Dean is with dad. This is my sister Alana."

Missouri looked her over in disapproval, "So you're the kid he had with THAT woman."

Alana scrunched her nose in disgust, "And what do you mean by that old lady?" she hissed, revealing her fangs.

"You're that vampire brat. Figures. Sam why in the hell did you bring her here?"

Sam entered the house, motioning for Alana to join him, "We need answers and we need them now."

Missouri huffed, "Say please or no deal vamp boy."

"I'm not messing around now; Dean is on the verge of turning. Alana is full blown and I'm about to kill myself. What the hell is going on?"

"You were turned in order to help your father Sam. With your gifts and as a vampire, you're stronger then the thing that killed your mother and Jess. But with HER by your side, your motive is blurred. You have to leave behind Alana and go head on with the beast; otherwise everything your father worked for is for nothing."

Alana shook her head, "I'm to help in some way, and otherwise dad would've never come for me."

"He came for you because you were alone. You were to remain with your vampire mother, but she messed up, now you're here where you don't belong. This is a Winchester family fight, not yours!"

Alana threw her against the wall, and curled her long nails about the woman's neck, "I am a Winchester Missouri, John is my birth father and don't ever forget it!"

"Enough Alana." John said as he entered the house. "Let her go."

Alana let her go and turned to her father, "Am I not your daughter?"

"You are indeed my daughter and Missouri, I would suggest keeping quiet. Alana is unstable and I don't want her regretting doing something that pissed her off."

"She shouldn't be here John, you know that."

Alana and Sam sat on the couch, where Dean motioned them to do. He stood in the doorway watching them as his father and Missouri spoke.

"She has a right to be here, she needs us Missouri."

"She's a danger to us all."

"She's a Winchester and damn stubborn one at that. She and Sam are connected somehow and he refuses to let her go anywhere but with him."

"She'll get you all killed."

"I don't think so." Alana and Dean said together.

John and Missouri looked to the three siblings, all alike in every way, right down to the attitude.

"Then she must be prepared to do battle against someone she knows all too well." Missouri said.

"My aunt Leslie, I know." She said.

The boys and her father looked to her, "What?" they said.

"Leslie is after us, the guards at that building, they took mom and Leslie now knows who we are. She is one of the obstacles that must be defeated."

John shook his head, "And you didn't say anything before…."

"Because I just found out, mom is talking to me, she's hurt. There's not much I can do for her now."

"Oh great." Missouri mutters.

Alana looks to her family and sighs, "We have to go, Tavern Cliffs is where we must be. There we'll kill the demon, Meg and my Aunt once and for all."

Sam stood, taking his sister's hand into his own. "I agree with her, the sooner we kill them, the sooner we are free from this hell."

John nodded his agreement, "Then let's go."

They left Missouri gaping after them, the four of them already long gone down the road, enroute to a battle they could lose to.

"Bless them father, they need our help more then ever." She said and closed the door once more.