Its been a while since I updated this story, but so many ideas have been running through my head, I had to make sure I knew were this story was headed, and I think I finally got things in under.

I know a couple of people were confused by the way I ended the last chapter, so hopefully I clear a few things up.

Beneath My skin

John eyed the women in front of him, she looked exactly the same as women laying unconscious upstairs, from the brown choppy hair, to the piercing blue eyes that looked as if they were searching for you very soul, to the small scar on her jaw, she was the same height with the same curves, she even spoke and held herself the same way. But one of them wasn't who they were claiming to be, one of them wasn't Max Dawson but the question was which one.

"Max?" Max's eyes shifted over to Ellen and she raised her eyebrow in confusion, her left hand moving to lay on her hip.

"What's going on?" Max's eyes drifted over to the three Winchesters as they shifted uncomfortably not sure what their next move should be, Sam turned to face his father, as did Dean both of them waiting for the go ahead of what was going to happen again.

"Maybe you should sit down" Max shifted her gaze over to John and her other hand came to rest on the table in front of her, and she leant her weight onto it, bending forward so she was looking at John, defiance written clear in her eyes.

"How bout you tell me what the hell is going on, I mean yea I dropped of the radar for a while, but yall are looking at me like you've seen a ghost"

"A while" Ellen's voice was shriller then she had meant it to be, but the last couple of days was finally beginning to catch up with her. Max turned to face her, guilt written all over her delicate features.

"Ok more then a while, but that don't explain the look that these three are given me, I mean yall are looking at me like ive grown three heads or something"

John sighed and ran his hands through his hair, causing Max to shift her gaze back to the three Winchesters, her face becoming cold, like stone all emotions disappeared. A true hunted John thought.

"Two days ago someone claiming to be you came here and summoned a reaper, bargained her life to bring me back from the dead, now that someone is lying up stair's in unconscious, and we think that she or it is possessed by the demon"

Max looked over at Dean and Sam and lowered herself into the chair opposite John, she placed her hands onto the table and rested her head into them, her eyes never leaving John's.

"So you're saying none of you sensed that it wasn't me" Ellen came into view, her body standing behind John.

"Max we all thought you were dead ok, there was know calls for three years we were al happy to see you, we had know reason to think you weren't you…………hell this thing acted and looked like you"

Dean turned to his father and caught the underlining look, the one that said how do we know this is who she says she is.

"How do we know that your not the demon and that the girl upstairs isn't the real Max" Max shook her head, and leant across the table.

"You don't, but I think I can prove to you that I am Max, and I can also tell you how you've got a look alike upstairs"

Dean turned to Sam and Sam turned to face his father, before they watched her leave the table and walk out of the room, each of them pulled out a gun and followed her upstairs.

"Bout a week ago I was hunting a shape shifter thing knocked me out and took on my form" Max turned to face the Winchesters that has just entered the room, her gaze fell to the gun in their hands, and she stepped into the devils trap that was surrounding the bed, her eyes wondering to the figure that looked exactly like her.

"Its kinda hard hunting yourself, the thing knows everything about you, right down to your deepest and darkest secrets"

She lowered her gaze down to the necklace that was lying around the other women's neck and she reached forward ripping it from her neck.

"That's mine bitch" She stepped back out of the devils trap, and the Winchesters lowered the guns and Max turned to face them as she fixed the necklace round her own neck.

"So your saying that's a shape shifter" Max looked over to Dean.

"Your smart, and yes that's a shifter, and if im not mistaken its possessed by the demon"

John looked over at the women lying in the bed, he shook his head no not a women a demon, the demon, and he looked up at Max.

"Makes sense, the outburst I mean, it aint fun and cakes being possessed" Max shifted her gaze to John and could see the shiver that worked its way up his spine, she had a feeling she was the only one who saw it, he looked like a man who hide his true feelings, just like her she thought.

Sam looked over at Max taking in her posture as she watched the shifter sleeping in the bed, he had a bad feeling that he couldn't quite place, he looked around the room taking in his surroundings, his eyes landed on his father, the one man he couldn't get along with the one man that he always fought with, when he had died he had felt guilty but now he was alive Sam could feel the budding anger rising, he shook his head and turned to his brother who was staring at him with concern, he shook his head and turned to face Max just in time to see………………………….

Max turned to face the Winchester so that they could go downstairs and talk at length at the demon, when she felt cold hands wrap around her throat and pull her backwards, pulling her into the devils trap.

"Max" Sams shout draw the attention of John and Dean and they all quickly pulled out their guns and raised them position them at the demon, who had morphed into the shape of the man that the reaper had, and it had the same affect on Max as it did the reaper.

"She'll be dead before you even pull the trigger"

Dean turned to face his dad and watched as he lowered his gun, Dean followed suit Sam following quickly behind him.

Sams eyes fell onto Max sweat had formed on her head, her eyes were shifting with uneasiness and by the looks of her fastly turning red she was running out of air, her hand was wrapped around the demons hands, and all he could do was watch as the demon did anything he wanted, they were in his ball game now.

The demon leant down to Max's ear and licked from her check back up to her ear, Sam watched as she struggled but with the lack of oxygen it was a futile move, Sam strained to hear what the demon said next.

"How does it feel to know that your brother is going to kill you……………just like you killed him"