A/N: hey guys, sorry for the delay, the dissertation kinda took precedence.

Disclaimer: as per usual.


Dean looked up from the laptop as Sam entered the motel room.

"Dude, if you slept with her it must have been in record time." The grin on the elder Winchester's features faded as he registered the troubled look on his brother's face. "Sammy? What's up?"

"Something's going on with the girls." Sam sat heavily on the end of one of the beds.

"What like trouble?" Dean looked up, studying his brother's face.

"Yeah, I think it might be."

Kia walked swiftly down the alley towards the warehouse, she could see the hole that Alex's car had smashed through the wall; covered with a sheet of black tarpaulin that fluttered and crackled in the light breeze. A figure slipped out from behind the tarpaulin sheet and Kia recognised her sister almost immediately, she approached and stopped a few feet from where Alyssa leant against the wall.

"Alright, what are we doing here?"

"I need your help with something, well someone." There was a slight glint in Alyssa's eye that Kia knew to mean trouble. She sighed and followed her twin into the warehouse.

"So what's in here that you need help with?"

"Him." Kia followed Alyssa's gaze, stopping short when she saw a man sat on the floor and tied to a piece of scaffolding.

"Huh." Kia looked at the man, his uneven breathing and darting eyes telling her that he was terrified. "The reporter I presume."

"Yep."

"You know when I said not to do anything stupid." Kia looked at Alyssa with raised eyebrows before pointing to the tied up reporter. "Well that counts as stupid."

Alyssa shrugged. "He wouldn't co-operate."

"Did you actually try talking to him? Or did you go straight in with the tying up? Most people tend to go on a date before they get to that you know."

"Oh ha ha; very funny. I tried being reasonable but he wouldn't listen, he wants to either run his story or milk us for cash." Alyssa was determined that she had done the right thing and it showed in her dark eyes.

"So you tied him up. Did you plan on what you were going to do next or is that why you called me?" Kia was becoming exasperated with her sister's lack of detail.

"I have a plan, but I need you. I want to show him what he's dealing with."

"Excuse me." Kia's eyebrows shot skyward.

Alyssa moved closer to her sister, talking in a low voice. "If we show him what we can do, we might scare him enough to persuade him that we're the wrong people to annoy."

"Might?" Kia's voice was an urgent whisper. "We might scare him, but then again we might just make him more determined."

"And that is why we have to do it right. Come on, Kia, can you see any other way?" Alyssa looked at her sister, finally Kia sighed and nodded.

"Alright, but this has to work."

Alyssa smiled. "Oh it will."

"I told people where I was going. If I don't come back then they'll look for you two first." The reporter's voice shook with fear as he threatened them. The girls looked at each other, not turning to acknowledge him.

"Do you think he did?" Kia's voice was low.

"No, you know what reporters are like, at least the ones we've come across. If they think they have a story they keep it to themselves so no one can steal it." Alyssa turned to the cowering man. "I think you're lying, your sort doesn't tell people where you're going."

The terrified look on the man's face told the sisters that they had been right. Alyssa advanced on him, the wicked glint returning to her eye.

"You wanted to know what we can do; well we're going to show you." Her hand flashed out, fingers closing around the terrified man's throat.

Kia watched her sister's body shuddered as the life coursed through her veins, a second later she felt the power of the life force flow from Alyssa. She closed her eyes, desperately trying not to give in to the high that came with it, drawing breaths through gritted teeth. It lasted only a moment before the life force stopped flowing; Kia opened her eyes, Alyssa stood next to the gasping reporter, dark eyes watching her sister, her skin had an almost too healthy glow, appearing almost luminous in the half light of the warehouse. Kia was well aware that she looked the same, the newly acquired life shining beneath their pale skin, as always happened if they took life while healthy.

The reporter looked at them through dim eyes; to his weakened mind they appeared almost ethereal; even while terrified for his life as he was now they still reminded him of one of the story books he read to his daughter; spirit like creatures that were both beautiful and terrible at the same time, hair that was so dark it was almost raven contrasting with pale skin and bearing that spoke of power that was not gained, but inherent.

Alyssa's smile was almost mocking as she looked up at her sister and took a pace back. She gestured to the bound man before her with a flourish. "Your turn."

Kia sighed and glared briefly at her sister before approaching the cowering reporter.

"Please, no, don't…" He shrank away as she reached out her hand. Kia said nothing as she gently placed her hand on the side of his neck.

Again, the girls shuddered, this time in pain as they felt the life force leave them. The reporter looked on in confusion as he felt himself grow stronger, he watched as the incandescent glow of their skin faded, leaving them looking human once more.

"What…what happened?" He looked at the girl who had crouched down in front of him, her eyes on a level with his.

"She took your life force, I just gave it back. That's what we can do." Kia glanced up at Alyssa who had moved a few paces away. When she spoke again her voice was an urgent whisper. "Look, she's going to keep taking your life force, and each time I'll only be able to give you a little bit less back, that's how our power works. If you don't agree to leave us alone she will want to kill you and I don't know if I'll be able to stop her."

"Please, no, I have a daughter, if I die…"

"Then for her sake, please, just promise to leave us alone, don't write a story, and forget you ever saw us. You have my word I'll make sure she lets you go."

The reporter looked up, frightened into silence as Alyssa approached again.

"Anything?" She looked at the reporter and her mocking smile returned. "No?" Her hand moved almost too fast to see and within a moment she was once again draining the life force from his body.

Kia stumbled back, desperately fighting the high as the power flowed into their bodies. The reporter was crying out in pain, fear and desperation as he felt the life being drained from his body. Kia watched as the glow returned to her sister's skin. Fighting the shudders running through her body she stumbled over to her sister and grasped her arm.

"Alyssa enough! You're killing him!" The brief flash of anger in Alyssa's eyes as her sister looked away from the now slumped reporter scared Kia briefly, but it was gone in an instant, replaced again with that mocking amusement that was no less threatening.

"So save him."

Kia was worried as she crouched down in front of the reporter once more, she had never seen Alyssa like this and it scared her. Concentrating on the task at hand she once again let the stolen life force flow back into the reporter and leaned towards him as he looked up at her.

"For goodness sake, please, just say you'll leave us alone, next time she might kill you. Please just promise."

"I promise. Please just let me go, I swear I'll forget I ever saw you, just please…" He broke down into pained gasps.

Kia rose to her feet and turned to Alyssa. "He's promised, he says he'll leave us alone."

"Do you trust him?" Alyssa seemed to be back to her normal self again as she turned to face her sister.

"The state he's in, I don't think he has the will to lie."

"Alright, we'll let him go." She moved over to the reporter and knelt down to undo the ropes that bound him to the scaffold.

Kia moved away and pulled out her phone, dialling Sam's number. He picked up on the second ring.

"Kia?"

"Were you sitting on the phone or something?" Kia could not disguise the amusement in her voice.

"Um, yeah I guess." Sam sounded sheepish.

"Alright, I'll see you in a bit." She smiled at Sam's stammered goodbye and hung up, slipping the phone back into her pocket.

Alyssa stepped back and moved to stand beside Kia as the last rope fell to the floor, she watched the reporter as he struggled to his feet and look warily at them as he realised he had to go past them to get to the exit.

Kia smiled at him. "It's alright, you're free to go." He nodded gratefully at her and began to make his way across the warehouse.

Kia felt the change in Alyssa's bearing before she saw her move. It took the elder sister only a second to cover the remaining distance between herself and the reporter; she crashed into him, slamming him against a concrete pillar.

"Alyssa what are you…" Kia started to run towards her sister, stopping short when she saw the look in her eyes.

"I don't trust him, I'm sorry, Kia, but I just don't." The reporter was gasping and struggling as Alyssa placed a hand on his head and drained the life from him. It took only seconds and when his struggles ceased she stepped away, letting his lifeless body fall to the floor. Her skin was glowing once more, her eyes bright with an almost fevered glint as the high coursed through her body.

Kia moved forwards, reaching for the lifeless hand of the reporter only to find herself grasped by her sister.

"Don't even think about it."

"He promised, Alyssa, you didn't have to do that." Kia's voice was full of disbelief at what her sister had done. "Let me go, I can still heal him." She struggled at the arms that were wrapped around her like iron bands.

"No you can't. He's dead and you can't heal him without nearly killing us, it takes too much to bring someone back from the dead."

Kia struggled again, freezing in place when she felt an iron grip on her wrist. She looked at Alyssa's hand and then up at her sister.

"You wouldn't dare…"

"If it stops you then yes I will." Alyssa's jaw was set. "He stays dead." With that she turned and pulled Kia from the warehouse, looking back only once at the slumped form of the reporter.

A/N: well there we go, hope you like. Reviews please, I want to know what you think.