Chapter 12

"If it weren't for you, we'd be in LA still. But no, things had to be screwed up," Dean said, his eyes narrowed at her. "And you know what, I now wish we had left your sorry ass in jail."

"This isn't you. Dean, something happened to you. You're not like this."

"No? Well, listen up, sweet heart. This is me, and I'm tellin' you what I think and feel," he leaned in toward her, his face inches away from her face. "I'm tired of you're bull crap. You're a screw up. First, you become friends with a cop or whatever the hell he is. You never do that. It was only a matter of time before your little friend opened his mouth and gets you in a hole you can't get out of," he shook his head. "I mean, how stupid can you be?"

Alex opened her mouth to say something but he covered her mouth his hand.

"Did I tell you to talk? No, I didn't," he said, his hand stayed over her mouth.

She closed her eyes silently praying Sam would show up and save her. She re-opened her eyes and met Dean's and she saw that he looked… bored.

"Let's have some fun, shall we?" he asked.

She could feel her heart beat faster at the word fun, she didn't like the sound of it. She hoped it wasn't what she thought it meant. She gasped in surprise when his hand went to the back of her head, pushing her forward when he stepped to one side so she wouldn't fall against him. She fell to the floor with a loud thud, her hands hitting the floor palms first, which sent an unpleasant sensation through her arms. Her face touched the floor and her eyes were closed for a moment before she felt Dean grabbing at her hair, lifting her head up off the ground. She tried not to cry out from the sudden yank of her hair.

"You're supposed to be a hunter. Someone who fights back… hunter my ass," he let a short laugh escape his mouth. "You're pathetic, that's what you are." He let go of her hair and grabbed her shoulder, pulling her to one side so she was lying on her back. "Fight. Come on."

Alex laid there, her eyes locked with Dean's. She didn't want to fight him. She hoped Sam would show up and stop him before she had to…

Dean lifted his arm up and lowered it back down, his hand connecting with her face, sending her head to go to one side. The stinging hurt her right cheek, but she didn't fight back. She looked back at him again. "Fight!" he all but yelled at her.

"Are you sure about that?" she asked, she felt like if she didn't do something now, she'd regret it later on.

"I'm more than sure."

"Ok, then…"

Dean was lifted off of her and thrown into a wall, his back hitting it with a loud thud, and the cracking of the wall being broken from the impact. Alex stood up at that moment, she watch him fall to the floor. Pieces of the wall fell apart and fell on him. He sat up and looked at her, surprise upon his face.

"I wouldn't piss off a telekinetic, if I were you," she said.

"Not bad," Dean said standing up. "I didn't think you'd have it in you."

"You thought wrong, apparently," she said.

He stepped closer to her, but before he could take another step, he was yet again thrown back into the wall, this time he managed to stay up without falling to the floor.

"I could do this all day," she said.

"I'm sure you could," he said while he took a step forward and he quickly grabbed her and pushed her, causing her to fall on the bed behind her. He got to her and kept her down on the bed. "But I'm sure you wouldn't want to," he added while he wrapped both his hands against her throat and let his grip tighten.

Alex got ready to send him flying into the wall again, but before she could, she heard a thunking sound and Dean falling forward unconscious. She looked from Dean and saw Sam standing in front of them and his hand gripped the front of a pistol so the handle was the side that connected with Dean's head.

"Are you alright?" Sam asked dropping the gun on the edge of the bed before he pushed Dean off of her, and reached a hand out to her, and she took it and he helped her to her feet.

"I'm fine. Thankfully you got here in time, 'cause I think if you didn't get here soon… I might have hurt him badly by continuously tossing him against that wall," Alex said as she glanced at Dean.

"Yeah, I'm sure you would have," Sam agreed.

"Now, tell me what the hell happened and why Dean decided to go all psycho on me?" she asked looking at Sam.

Sam gave her a look that told her they screwed up. "Apparently we missed something when we tackled this gig…"