A/N: Hey guys, apologies for the wait, university work and such unfourtunately takes precedence. Anyways, here be the next chapter. I would really appreciate a couple of reviews, just to know what you think. It's kinda demoralising not to get any. Anyways back to Supernatural goodness.

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Alyssa opened her eyes, shaking her head to clear it as she pushed herself up from the floor of the warehouse. She could see Kia lying next to the twisted pile of metal and wood that was what remained of the scaffolding, her sister lay still, her leg twisted in such a way that it had to be broken. Dean lay not far from her, also unmoving but with no visible injuries save a small trickle of blood running from a cut on his head. She could not see Sam.

The car had rammed its way through the wooden wall and now sat fully within the warehouse. Alex was slumped at the wheel.

Alyssa got up, feeling pain shoot along her leg when she put weight on it. She stumbled to the car, pulling the driver's door open. Alex stirred and looked up, a smile forming on his face when he saw Alyssa, her dark eyes full of hate.

"Nice to see you again, Alyssa."

"I wish I could say the same."

"Are you going to kill me, sweetheart?"

"Yeah, you put a hole in my coat, I'm kinda pissed."

"You always were more twisted when Kia couldn't stop you."

"I don't need her to stop me." Alyssa's eyes darkened.

"Oh you do, sweetheart. She keeps you in check, she always has, without her that feeling you crave would take over you…"

"Shut up." Alyssa struck Alex full across the face; he grinned as he spat blood out and looked across at where Dean lay.

"Those boys, I know about them and they don't kill humans, do you really think they'll be happy if you kill me?" Alyssa glanced at the still form of Dean.

"You threatened his brother; somehow I don't think he'll mind." Her hand shot out, her fingers wrapping around his neck. Alex's final sounds were those of fear as Alyssa drained the life from his body. She heard the pop of Kia's leg snapping back into place as the life force flowed between them. Finally it was finished and Alyssa turned away from Alex's body, moving towards her sister.

"Kia?" Alyssa was relieved to see her sister sitting up and looking around.

"Alyssa?" They hugged briefly and Kia turned to Dean, shaking his shoulder. "Dean? Wake up." When he did not stir, she shook her head and placed a hand on his neck. Within seconds Dean groaned and his eyes opened.

"Son of a bitch, where is he?"

"Taken care of." Alyssa did not need to explain what she meant.

"Where's Sam?" Dean sat up and looked around, his eyes scanning the dark warehouse.

"I don't know he was standing right next to me." Kia looked around and saw the twisted wreck of the scaffolding next to her. "Oh no."

Dean and Kia watched as she scrambled to the scaffolding. She reached for something and Dean swore as he saw Sam's hand sticking out from under the wreckage. He watched as Kia pressed her fingers into Sam's wrist, her face a mix of fear and concentration as she searched for a pulse. After what could only have been moments but seemed like forever, she turned; relief on her face.

"He's alive."

"Alright." Dean ran over to the wreck. "Sam? Can you hear me? We're gonna get you out of there, you're gonna be O.K." He began to lift pieces of wood and twisted metal away from the pile, Alyssa moving over to help him.

Kia began to look at the wreckage, trying to discern exactly where Sam was underneath it. Eventually she began to clear away some of the debris, managing to uncover Sam's head and neck. He was pale and dirt streaked, his eyes closed. Kia leant down, placing her cheek to his mouth; his breathing was shallow and uneven. Without hesitating, Kia placed her hand on his cheek; she shuddered as she let her life force flow into his body, relieved when his breathing became stronger.

Kia's brow creased as a terrible thought occurred to her. She scrabbled around and found Sam's torch, quickly she turned it on and lowered herself to the ground, lying flat on her belly to see under the wreck.

"What is it?" Dean had looked across at her upon hearing her curse.

"Some of the scaffold bars have gone through him."

"What? Are you sure?"

"Yes."

"We need to get him out from under that stuff. I need you to help me."

"No you don't." Dean turned as Alyssa spoke, his face incredulous. "You need her to keep him alive."

Dean only hesitated for a moment before nodding and moving to pull more wreckage from the pile, sweat running from his body as he lifted heavy chunks of wood and metal, throwing them away as he freed them from the wreck.

Kia knelt next to Sam and carefully reached a hand under the wreck, feeling for where the scaffold bars had gone through his body. She frowned as she counted one after another and her hand came out covered in blood. Gently she brushed her fingers over Sam's cheek, allowing her life force to flow into his body.

"Just hang on, Sam; it'll all be O.K soon."

"How's he doing?" Dean looked over as he pulled a scaffold bar away from the wreck, the pile was certainly getting smaller and he could now see Sam's legs.

"Well he's not getting any worse."

"He doesn't look any better." Dean looked dubiously at his brother's ashen face. He hated seeing Sam like this; quickly he threw the bar away and reached for the next one.

"I'm not making him better yet." Kia did not look up from Sam.

"Why not?" The anger in Dean's voice was unmistakable.

"If I give him too much of my life force, he will regain consciousness, if he regains consciousness he will be in massive amounts of pain due to having four metal bars each two inches wide through various parts of his body. Do you get my drift?" Kia looked at Dean with raised eyebrows, daring him to argue with her.

Dean realised that she was right and looked at what remained of the wreckage in front of him. All that was left was a large chunk of wood that had once been part of a crate. He motioned to Alyssa and they grasped it between them, lifting it carefully and dropping it a few feet away.

What Dean saw when he turned back to his brother scared him beyond belief.

Sam lay still, his face pale and his breathing shallow. There were four scaffold bars left, each propped up on the others and buried deep in Sam's body, one in his shoulder, one in his side, one just below his ribcage and one just above his hip.

"We need to take them out." Alyssa's voice jolted Dean from the horror of seeing his brother pinned like a butterfly.

"I'll do it."

"O.K."

Dean knelt next to Sam, Alyssa kneeling beside him. He grasped the bar in his brother's shoulder and Alyssa placed her hands on Sam to brace him.

"Sorry, Sammy." Dean closed his eyes and pulled, hearing the crunch of bones grating as the bar slid free.

The wound looked huge, dork blood welled from it, flowing over bone fragments from Sam's shattered collar bone and shoulder. Dean watched as Kia placed her hand on Sam's cheek and the blood stopped flowing, his shoulder regaining its shape as the bones reformed.

Dean wrapped his hands around the next bar, surprised when Alyssa placed a hand on his arm.

"Dean, wait."

"For what?"

"We can't do it like this, we don't have enough to give." Dean looked up at Alyssa, noting that she was pale, her breaths short.

"What about what you took from Alex?"

"Used in healing us, bringing you back to consciousness and keeping Sam alive for this long."

"So what are we going to do? He won't survive a trip to the hospital."

"We have to take them all out, then Kia can heal him as long as you help us."

"Fine." Dean did not hesitate in agreeing. No matter what the cost, Sam had to live, his little brother had to be taken care of, and it was his job.

He grasped the next bar and pulled, throwing it aside and pulling out the next one. He pulled out the final bar, trying not to look at the blood and bone fragments that surrounded the other wounds. He pulled out the fourth bar, unprepared when Sam woke up.

Sam's back arched and he cried out in pain, knocking Kia aside as he thrashed. Dean scrambled forwards, grasping Sam's shoulders, trying to hold his little brother down while at the same time trying to remember when his little brother stopped being so little.

"Sam? Sammy." Dean pressed his weight down, trying to stop Sam thrashing, he knew that if Sam moved around like this then he could well do himself more damage and bleed to death very quickly.

"Dean." Sam's choked cry tore into the older Winchester.

"It's gonna be O.K. Sammy." Dean looked at the blood that was soaking into Sam's clothes.

"We need to heal him now." Alyssa reached over and grasped Dean's arm. "Come here." Dean moved aside as Kia scrambled to Sam's side, following the pull on his arm.

He watched as Kia leant down and looked on in disbelief as she kissed his brother. He was unprepared when Alyssa placed a hand on the back of his neck and drew him towards her, covering his mouth with hers in a deep kiss.

To Dean it felt as though the strength was being drawn from his muscles, he couldn't break the kiss. But then, he reasoned that being kissed by a pretty girl was not normally something he wanted to break away from. Vaguely he realised that he could no longer hear Sam's cries of pain.

Dean could feel himself getting weaker, his breaths were short and his legs collapsed. As he fell to his knees, Alyssa broke the kiss, falling back against a crate. Her breaths shuddered and her teeth were gritted in pain as she looked across at Kia who had not released Sam.

"Kia…please…you're going to kill us…" She choked back a cry of pain, and relief flooded her eyes when Kia pulled away from Sam.

Dean watched as the girl collapsed beside his brother, her breaths shallow, her eyes closed. Anxiously, he looked at Sam, relieved when his brother's eyes opened and he sat up, shaking his head to clear it.

"Sam, you alright?" Dean could see no sign of the wounds through Sam's blood soaked clothes.

"Um…yeah." Sam looked surprised as he registered the state he was in.

"Well I'm glad one of us is." Alyssa's tone was dry.

"What happened?" Sam had looked at Kia's still form beside him and reached out a hand, feeling for the pulse in her neck, relieved when he felt a light fluttering beneath his fingers.

"We nearly killed ourselves saving your life." Alyssa sounded tired.

"You did what?"

"So many questions with you two. I will explain, but please don't make me do it while I'm sitting on a warehouse floor which is in no way comfortable."

"Alright, we should get Kia to a hospital, she doesn't look so good."

"She'll be fine, take us home, please." Alyssa grasped the top of the crate she was sat against and hauled herself to her feet. She reached down and grasped Dean's hand, pulling him up beside her.

Sam pushed himself to his feet and was amazed, he had never felt stronger. He looked down at the still form of Kia and crouched down, gently placing his arms under her and lifting her effortlessly.

They made their way back to the Impala, Dean and Alyssa leaning on each other, Sam carrying Kia. Gently, he laid her on the back seat and Alyssa climbed in beside her. Sam was surprised when Dean handed him the keys without protest and almost fell into the passenger side.

"Hey, Sam, drop me off here will you." They were just coming up to the motel when Dean spoke for the first time since they had left the warehouse.

"Are you sure, man, you don't look so great." Sam looked across at his brother; he looked as though he hadn't slept in three days.

"Yeah, I just need a shower and something to eat and I'll be good as new. I'll meet you at their place and bring you some clothes; I think those ones kinda stand out a bit."

"Alright, thanks." Sam pulled the Impala over and Dean opened the door, shaking his head to clear it before getting out of the car. Sam watched to ensure that Dean made it into the motel before pulling away from the kerb.

As he drove towards the apartment, Sam glanced in the rear view mirror. Alyssa sat with her head resting back against the seat, her face pale and her eyes distant.

Sam parked the Impala in front of the apartment block; Alyssa stumbled out of the car and leaned heavily against it while Sam lifted the still unconscious Kia from the back seat.

They made their way into the building, Sam using Kia's body to cover the worst of his blood soaked clothes. He was thankful that the halls were empty and they made it to the twin's apartment without being seen. Sam carried Kia through the door and heard Alyssa close it behind him.

"Kia's room is that one." Alyssa motioned to the second door on Sam's left and moved ahead of him, opening the door. She watched as Sam carefully laid her sister on the large double bed on the far side of the room.

"What now?" Sam looked up at Alyssa who had knelt on the bed next Kia.

"I have to get cleaned up and go out." She rubbed a hand across her face and shook her head.

"You don't look so good."

"Kia gave too much of her life force when she healed you, she has a habit of that. If I don't recover something then she could be like this for days." She shook her head again and brushed a lock of hair away from her sister's pale face. "I don't like leaving her alone, will you stay with her?"

"Um…yeah sure."

"Thanks, Sam." Alyssa rose off of the bed and left the room.

Sam sighed and sat on the end of the bed, looking at the still form of Kia. The girls' normally pale skin was ashen, her eyes closed and her long, dark hair flowed in untidy waves across the covers. The rise and fall of her chest was so shallow that Sam had to look twice to reassure himself that she was actually breathing. He had been sitting there for about ten minutes when things changed.

Kia's breathing quickened and her body shuddered as her head began to toss from side to side. Sam moved to her side, concerned.

"Kia?" He placed a hand on the girl's shoulder in an effort to calm her.

"You won't be able to calm her." Alyssa's voice was quiet. Sam turned to see her standing in the doorway staring at her sister with sadness in her eyes.

"What's happening to her?"

"She's suffering because of what she did for you."

"This is because of me?" Sam looked again at Kia as she shifted weakly, a small whimper escaping her.

"Happens whenever she gives too much, that's why I have to go out. I can't leave her like this." She pulled on the jacket she held in her hands over the now clean clothes she was wearing. "I won't be too long." Alyssa looked at Kia once more before turning and walking from the room.

Opposite the door was a desk; Sam pulled the chair out from under it and placed it next to the bed. He looked at Kia as he sat down; her head still tossed and small whimpers of pain escaped her. Even though he barely knew this girl, he didn't like seeing her like this; especially when he knew it was a result of saving his life.

Without warning, Kia drew in a gasping breath, jolting Sam from his thoughts. He looked at the still unconscious girl as her back arched and her fists clenched. Gently, he placed a hand on her head, trying once again to calm her.

"It'll be alright, Kia."

The girl drew in another shuddering breath and went still under his hand. Sam's brow creased in concern; Kia seemed completely lifeless, her skin ashen and her body still. Sam placed his fingers on her neck, searching anxiously for a pulse. He let out a sigh of relief when he felt a light fluttering under his fingers. Kia shuddered and he felt her pulse become stronger, steady beats replacing the light flutter. As Sam watched, her chest began to rise and fall steadily and her skin began to regain its normal colour.

Sam sat back in the chair, watching as Kia began to look more alive than dead. He could only guess it had something to do with whatever Alyssa was doing.

It had only been about five minutes more when Kia's eyes opened. Momentary confusion crossed her face, disappearing as she realised where she was. She turned her head, jumping when she saw Sam.

"Hey, how're you feeling?" She smiled as he laughed in response.

"Shouldn't I be asking you that?"

"I'm not the one that got speared by a load of scaffold bars. You gonna answer my question?"

"I'm fine, no injuries, nothing. What about you?"

"I have a headache, I need a shower and I'm starving hungry. Other than that, I'm good." She sat up and swung her legs off the bed, resting her elbows on her knees. "So, does food sound good? I'm fairly sure that's what we were planning on doing before things got less fun."

"Um, yeah sure."

"Good." She stood up and Sam stood, catching her arm as she swayed.

"You alright?" He watched anxiously as she shook her head to clear it.

"Yup, I'll be fine." He let go of her arm and followed her as she left the room.

Kia walked past the punch bag and the knives on the wall before turning through a door. Sam followed her and found himself in the kitchen. Kia already had the freezer door open and was searching around inside it. Finally she pulled out two pizzas and held them up.

"How about these?" When Sam nodded, smiling at the slight irony of her food choice, she rose and began to pull the packaging from the pizzas.

"So, what exactly has Alyssa gone to do?" Although Sam wasn't entirely sure he wanted to know, he figured that Dean inevitably would and his brother was unlikely to be polite when he asked.

"She's recovering what we gave you." Kia put the pizzas into the oven and turned to face him, leaning back against the counter. "She'll probably be in a club somewhere and she'll simply walk past people, taking something from everyone she touches. Most of them won't even notice." She moved to the fridge and pulled out two beers, handing one to Sam.

"Thanks." Sam looked up at her, freezing as she looked him up and down. "What?"

"Looks like I'm not the only one who needs a shower. Oh and I think that shirt is history."

"Yeah, Dean said he was gonna bring me some new clothes."

"Well when he does, feel free to use the shower, until then feel free to watch the T.V."

"Why, where are you going?"

"To get cleaned up." She left the kitchen and Sam followed her, sitting down on the couch and turning on the T.V that hung opposite her bedroom.

Sam was still flicking through channels when he heard Kia's bedroom door open behind him, on instinct he looked round, hastily turning back again when he saw her leaving her bedroom wrapped only in a towel. Carefully he turned his head back again, just catching a glimpse of creamy skin as she closed the bathroom door. He swallowed and turned back to the T.V, trying to concentrate on the moving figures before him rather than the sound of running water.

It was a relief when there was a knock on the door.

"Fresh clothes as promised, Sammy." Dean threw a bag into Sam's arms as he walked past. He flopped down on the couch, looking around as he did so.

"She's in the shower." Sam answered his brother's unasked question as he closed the door and sat down again, smiling at Dean's raised eyebrows.

"And what about Alyssa?"

"Out." Dean looked up at Sam's short answer.

"Do I wanna know where?"

"Recovering what they gave me from various people in bars and clubs."

"But she's not hurting people, right?"

"Apparently not." Sam raised his beer bottle to his lips, taking a long drink.

He nearly choked when the bathroom door opened and Kia walked out, once again wrapped in a towel, water dripping from her hair, and making her pale skin glisten.

"Oh, hey, Dean." Although her head was inclined, her eyes were raised and she smiled, disarming both brothers completely. They watched, their mouths hanging open as she turned and walked into her bedroom.

"Dude!" Sam reached over and backhanded Dean across the shoulder. Dean looked away from the not quite closed door.

"What?"

"If she caught you, she'd kill you."

"Best not get caught then." Dean grinned as the door opened.

"Best not get caught doing what?" Kia appeared, dressed in a red strap top and jeans, her damp hair brushed back.

"Enjoying the company of a fine lady like yourself."

"Now would that be an answer designed to get you out of trouble?" Kia raised an eyebrow.

"I think so."

"Well lucky for you it worked." She turned to Sam, a smile on her face. "You can use my bathroom, I'll save some pizza for you."

"Thanks." Sam rose and picked up the bag of clothes, heading to the bathroom.

Once inside he closed the door and dropped the bag of clothes in the corner. Steam still hung in the air, the fine water droplets turning everything misty. He caught the scent of strawberries, he guessed from Kia's shower products and inhaled deeply, drinking in the smell and shaking his head as he found himself imagining inhaling the scent from her skin. He looked in the bag, thankful when he discovered that Dean had thought to put his own shower gel and shampoo in there, much as he liked the smell, he didn't think strawberries was really the scent for him. He stripped off his clothes, surprised at just how much blood covered them. Dropping them on the floor he stepped into the shower, allowing the steaming water to run over his body.

Kia placed the pizzas on the small table and passed Dean the beer she was holding. He watched her as she sat down, one leg curled beneath her, the other stretched out along the couch.

"Help yourself." She gestured to the pizzas. "Just leave some for Sam." She reached out and picked up a slice and Dean did the same.

"So, if your sister is out, are we gonna get our questions answered?" Dean could not contain his need to find out more about these two sisters. Kia smiled and sighed.

"Always more questions from you two. Yes you will get answers, but wait until Sam is out of the shower, I don't want to sound like a CD put on repeat." She looked at him over the top of her beer bottle and Dean realised he was not going to persuade her otherwise.

It was not long before the bathroom door opened and Sam walked in, his hair dripping as he buttoned up a shirt over his bare chest. Dean tried to hide his grin as he caught sight of Kia's face. Her head was inclined but her dark eyes gazed out from beneath long lashes, drinking in Sam's body. An appreciative half smile had formed on her lips. She watched as Sam reached back into the bathroom and picked up the bag that now contained his shredded and bloody clothes.

"There's a bin in the kitchen if you wanna get rid of your shirt."

"Um, sure, thanks." He walked to the door, Kia's eyes following him.

"Damn." The word was whispered under Kia's breath as she raised her eyebrows and shook her head. She looked up as Dean snorted through a mouthful of pizza. "Quiet, you."

"I'm saying nothing." Dean raised his hands. "Picture of innocence."

"Yeah, I'll believe that when I see it."

"Believe what?" Sam had come back in from the kitchen. Kia swung her leg off the couch and he sat next to her, looking between Kia and his brother. "She putting you in your place again?"

"Yeah laugh it up." Dean shook his head as Kia giggled.

"Anyway, you have questions?" A faint smile still lingered on her features.

"Um, yeah, what was the deal with Alex?"

Kia took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

"I met Alex just over a year ago when we were still living in England; initially he seemed really sweet and kind. Alyssa never really liked him, but I did so she kept quiet. What we didn't realise was that he knew about our abilities; he was hunting us, he just wanted to get close first."

"Sick bastard. So what happened?"

"He attacked me, tried to get me to tell him how he could kill us both. I managed to knock him out and call Alyssa, we ran and hid, always moving until we ended up here."

"Hang on a minute." Dean was confused. "Why didn't Alyssa just waste the son of a bitch?"

"Because I wouldn't let her." Kia's voice was quiet.

"Why not?"

"Because I've been trying to stop her killing since we were eight years old."

"What?" Both brothers spoke simultaneously.

"How do you think we discovered our abilities?"

"What happened?" Sam looked at Kia, her eyes were sad.

"We were asleep, I woke up when I heard a noise and went downstairs. There was a man in the house, I think he was drunk or high or something. Anyway, he went to attack me with the crowbar he was carrying, I screamed and our dad appeared, he went for the guy but got caught round the head. The guy was about to hit me with the crowbar when Alyssa appeared, she tackled him; an eight year old girl tackled a fully grown man. He tried to shake her off, but she latched onto his wrist and wouldn't let go, a minute later he fell down dead. I ran to our dad and grabbed his hand, and the blood disappeared and he woke up."

Dean thought through what Kia had said and frowned as a thought occurred to him.

"What do you mean; trying to stop her killing? I thought she said she only kills people who try and hurt you."

Kia closed her eyes briefly and bit her lip before turning her head towards Sam.

"Do you remember how you felt after we healed you?"

"Um, yeah it was like…I dunno like I was on a high or something."

"Yeah well what you felt is nothing compared to what I feel when Alyssa takes from someone, and what I feel is nothing compared to what she feels. It's like the biggest rush in the world to her, and I have a nasty feeling it's addictive."

"Wait wait wait, so you're telling us that your sister is addicted to life force?" Dean sat up from where he had been lounging.

"Not yet I hope." Kia looked troubled, swirling her drink distractedly.

The brothers looked at each other and Sam looked back at Kia.

"Kia, we need to know; is Alyssa dangerous?"

"She's a living weapon, of course she's dangerous." Kia looked away.

"I mean, is she in danger of hurting innocent people?"

"No, she's still in control." Kia looked up. "Now do you have any more questions or are you just wondering if you have to stop Alyssa?"

"Actually I do. What happened in the warehouse, I mean, you were kissing Sam and Alyssa was kissing me then Sam got better and the rest of us went jelly legged."

"Wait, did I miss something?" Sam looked between his brother and Kia, his eyebrows raised.

"Yeah, I kissed you to heal you; it's a very quick way of giving and taking life force. Anyways, Alyssa and I share life force as I've told you before, so while I was giving, she was taking. However she had to stop taking from Dean, else she would have done some damage. She then closed off her life force from me, hence me knocking myself out."

"Wait, she can close of her life force from you?"

"Yup, takes a lot of strength and concentration but she can do it." Kia picked up another slice of pizza.

They all looked up when the door opened and Alyssa walked in, looking once more awake and healthy. She smiled at them as she pulled off her jacket and dropped it on the arm of the couch before reaching over to swipe the pizza from Kia's hand.

"So what did I miss?"

"Sammy's face when he found out he missed being kissed." Dean smiled, covering the distrust in his eyes.

"Well the situation was kind of urgent, and hey, who wouldn't." Alyssa smirked as both boys looked away.

"Alright, well I think that may be time to go." Dean tried to ignore Kia's muffled sniggers as he stood up.

Kia stood as the brothers headed for the door and went with them out into the hall. When they got to the top of the staircase, Kia stopped and turned to the brothers.

"Dean. I know you don't trust Alyssa, but…just give her a chance, she's in control."

"Do you really believe that?" Dean met Kia's dark eyes, noting the mix of emotions in them.

"She's my sister, I have to." Her answer was simple and Dean understood, he nodded his head and turned, heading down the stairs.

Sam turned to follow him and stopped when he felt Kia's hand on his arm. He turned; the few steps he had gone down putting him only just above her eye level. He was unprepared when she leant forwards and placed her lips against his. Her lips were soft and Sam caught the scent of strawberries. The kiss lasted only a few seconds before Kia pulled away, a small smile on her lips.

"One you can remember."

"So um, I'll see you tomorrow?" Sam gently brushed a lock of hair away from Kia's face. She nodded and smiled before turning and walking back down the hall.

Sam closed the door to the Impala and looked at Dean; his brother was shaking his head and smiling.

"What?"

"Seriously, man, sleep with her already."

"Shut up." Dean merely grinned again and started the car.