When Sam pulled open her door, it startled her, she hadn't even realized they had stopped. He passed her a small hand gun and stated, "Silver bullets."

She nodded her head and climbed from the car. As they moved closer to the barn door, Dean indicated for Sam to head to the back of the building and he followed the order, leaving his brother and friend to enter the barn.

Once through the door, Lexi spotted Oliver on the ground, chained to an old tractor. She ran quickly over to him and knelt on the floor in front of him.

"Ollie," she whispered, grabbing his face with both hands. There was dried blood along his dark brown hairline, "Ollie, look at me."

The man slowly peeled his eyes open and smiled happily at the woman in front of him, "Lexi."

The girl looked around her and saw hammer on the table closest to her, she moved to grab it, leaving her pistol on the ground beside Oliver. She returned with the hammer and took a few swings to break the old rusted chain.

Dean had moved past the two toward the back of the barn to check the stalls in the back. Lexi pulled the pistol from the back of her jeans and handed it to Oliver with a smile, "Look what I found."

The man took the weapon with an appreciative smile as Lexi picked her gun up from the ground, then helped Oliver get up on his feet.

"You okay?" she questioned as she watched Oliver steady himself.

"Yea," he responded, "I am, just a little light headed is all."

Suddenly Dean's body was thrown from behind the tractor against the barn door. They watched as he struggled to get back to his feet as shifter Oliver made his way out of the shadows. Lexi and Oliver both aimed their pistols at the him, but the shifter was quick and the next moment happened so fast, but it was like slow motion in her mind.

The shifter raised his right arm up, Dean's gun in his hand and aimed it at the green-eyed hunter who was against the barn door. He fired the shot before Lexi could pull her trigger and she watched in horror as the force of the shot knocked Dean's body through the already broken door.

"DEAN!" the scream that erupted from her throat didn't even feel like it came from her, she felt like she was on the outside looking in on the situation.

She unloaded the clip into the shifter, as did Oliver, and both watched it crumple to the floor. Lexi didn't take a second look back as she ran to her friend, unconsciously dropping the gun. She barely saw Sam out of the corner of her eye come from the back of the barn to make sure the shifter was dead. He wasn't aware the shifter had got a shot on Dean.

Lexi slid onto her knees in the dirt next to the man on the ground, he wasn't moving and she shook him a couple times, "Dean, Dean."

The full moon was casting enough light for Lexi to check the front his jacket for blood, she wasn't finding any but he wasn't responsive and she pleaded, gently cupping his face in her hands, "I need you to wake up Dean. I need you to look at me."

She started to pat down his jacket, searching for the bullet hole. There was something hard in one of his front chest pockets and she pull the metal flask from inside and saw where the bullet had almost pierced clean through it.

"Lexi," Sam sounded like he was a thousand miles away, "What happened?"

Dean had finally opened his eyes, he wasn't sure what had just happened, he remembered the gun shot, but all he could see right now was dark eyes brimming with tears.

Oliver had moved closer to the scene unfolding and watched as the man on the ground moved to a sitting position while the taller man picked up a flask from the ground and shook his head in disbelief and he looked relieved. He was aware of the relationship she had with the Winchesters, they had talked about it several times. He wasn't a jealous man and he knew how important friendships were in their line of work, but he couldn't help but notice that he'd never seen that look on her face before.

Lexi hugged Dean harder than she'd ever hugged him before.

"I'm okay Lex," he tried to comfort her as she pulled back to look him in the face.

"You better friggin' be," she mouthed off and hugged him again, causing a smirk to cross his face.

Sam helped him to his feet once Lexi had let him go, it was then she glanced over and saw Oliver standing there. She quickly moved back over to him, concern in her voice, "Are you okay?"

"I'm good," he said softly as he put an arm around her shoulder, "How about your friend?"

"Good, the bullet hit his flask," she stated looking back over to the brothers who were inspecting the flask carefully, "That's…"

"Dean," Oliver finished her sentence and she looked up at him quizzically, and he continued, "I could tell."

He pulled her tight against his chest and kissed the top of her head.

The car ride back to Oliver's house was quiet, Sam had tried to break up the silence by asking why the shifter had been after him. Oliver had explained that he had been hunting that shifter for over a week now and it had gotten the drop on him while he was getting ready for dinner.

"It was nice meeting you," Oliver stated offering a handshake to Sam and his brother, "Thanks for everything. Maybe we can all get together sometime for drinks."

Sam nodded his head in agreement and Dean shoved his hands back into his jacket pockets. Oliver smiled reassuringly to Lexi before he moved toward his front door to let her have a minute.

"I'm going to stay here tonight," she said more to Sam, "I'll call you tomorrow sometime."

The youngest brother gave her a quick hug, "Sounds good."

The older brother moved over and wrapped her up in a tight squeeze, before he headed back to the Impala. Lexi waved as they pulled away from the curb and she crossed her arms and walked back toward the house.

Lexi rolled over in the bed and reached for Oliver, but she felt nothing. She rubbed her eyes and sat up in the bed and immediately recognized the hotel room. The dark-haired girl glanced over to the table by the window and there sat her red-headed friend with a grin on her face.

"Charlie," Lexi squealed as she crawled across the bed to tackle the girl with a hug.

"Hey Lex," she replied, "Missed you too."

She pulled back from the hug to look at Charlie's expression and immediately her face dropped, "What's wrong? What's going on?"

The red-head moved to sit on the hotel room bed and pulled Lexi down beside her.

"I only have a few minutes, so I'm going to throw it all on the table. I'm just getting bits and pieces of chatter, but it's not good Lex," Charlie began solemnly, "Something to do with Lucifer's baby, and Castiel is back in Heaven and something about him killing a reaper to break a blood pact. I don't know what's coming, I don't know how bad it's going to be, but I wanted to give you a heads up."

Lexi was still trying to process all the information when Charlie continued, "Don't say anything to Sam and Dean right now though, I want to try and have more information to give, just keep an eye on them please."

The dark-haired girl nodded her head, "I always do."

"Good," Charlie hugged her again and squeezed her tightly, "Be safe Lex, I love you."

"Love you too Charlie," she squeezed her back.

Lexi jolted up in the bed awake, causing the man next to her to wake up and reach for her arm, "You okay babe?"

The dark-haired girl swallowed the lump in her throat and just nodded her head, "Yea, just a dream."

She slid back under the covers and laid her head on Oliver's chest for a moment, but she knew sleep wouldn't come quickly, her mind was too busy processing all the information Charlie had just given her.

"You know I love you right?" his voice was low and Lexi barely heard him.

She couldn't bring herself to look at him, this wasn't exactly the best timing for this conversation, so she ran her hand up his chest and rested it on his collarbone, "I know you do."

Lexi felt him kiss the top of her head and his arm pulled her closer into his chest.