Nowhere To Run

Chapter Three

Two Months Later

Alex stepped out into the main area of the bunker towel drying her newly-dyed red hair. The boys heard a noise and both shot up from what they were looking at on Sam's laptop. Dean drew a sword he had sheathed on his hip in defense and Sam stared at her in confusion.

"Good morning to you, too." Alex chuckled as Dean sat his sword down with a sheepish look on his face, realizing who it was.

"What's with the hair?" Sam asked, eyeballing Alex.

"I figured if I was going to be hunting demons with you guys, I needed to blend in a little more." Alex sat her towel down on a chair. "I mean, I can just hear people now. 'Did you see those two boys snooping around town with that blue haired girl?' Probably not the best idea."

"Red isn't that inconspicuous. You realize that, right?" Sam half-smirked.

"A little more inconspicuous than turquoise." Alex shrugged.

"I'm sorry for drawing a sword at you." Dean mumbled.

"I forgive you." Alex chuckled. "What are you guys checking out?"

"Just some weird shit going on in Utah. Dunno if it's our kind of weird shit or not." Sam replied, bending back over his computer.

Alex moved her foot to head over and see what the boys were looking at, but jumped back when a man appeared behind Dean. "What the fuck? Who the fuck are you?"

"You brought a woman here?" The man behind Dean asked in a deep voice.

"It's all Sam's fault." Dean shrugged. "Cas, this is Alex, Sam's new girlfriend. Alex, this is Castiel, our resident angel."

"You're an angel?" Alex looked Castiel over with a bit of skepticism. "You don't look like an angel."

"If you were to see my true form, you'd die." Castiel replied drolly.

Sam nodded in agreement. "We've seen it happen."

"What exactly do you think an angel is supposed to look like?" Dean asked.

"I don't know. Like, all ethereal and shit." Alex shrugged and picked her towel up.

"I could show you, if you like." Castiel suggested, furrowing his brow. He was looking at Alex like he was trying to figure out where he knew her from.

"I think I'm just going to go dry my hair. Seems like it would involve less dying." Alex nodded once and walked out of the room.

"Hey, Dean. I know you don't like people driving your car, but is it alright if I make a quick trip into town? I have something I need to take care of." Alex asked, as she exited the bathroom once more. She watched as Sam gave Dean a hard look and Dean rolled his eyes.

"Yeah, sure. But she comes back with even a scratch and you're paying for a whole coat of paint."

"Aye, aye, captain." Alex saluted Dean, kissed Sam on the cheek, and left.

Castiel peeked around the corner into the café that Alex had driven to. He watched as she sat down at a table, obviously waiting for someone.

Alex turned around as the door opened and her guest walked in with a huge smile plastered on his face. Her face screwed up in a grimace as he took his place across from her.

"You know why you're here right?" She asked, as he turned the waitress away.

Castiel's eyes widened at the figure sitting across from Alex. He tried to hear what they were saying, but from his vantage point, he was too far away. He watched the pair exchange heated looks and their hands were waving in anger. Alex pointed at her guest and leaned in closely. Castiel figured he had seen enough and tried to leave as discreetly as he could, but Alex heard the noise as he popped out of sight.

"I have to go. We had a little visitor, apparently." Alex rolled her eyes as she stood up. "SO, you understand that the deal is off, right?"

"What I understand is that you've fallen in love with the moose. Kind of endearing actually." The man smiled.

"It. Is. Off." Alex demanded.

"Fine, fine. It's off. You're safe. They're safe. Whatever." He waved his hand dismissively.

Alex stormed out of the café and onto the sidewalk. "Castiel! Get back here!" Alex groaned. "What? Do I have to fucking pray to you?! I pray you get your feathery fucking ass back here right now, Castiel, or I swear-!"

"You're working with him. I have to inform Dean."

"No, you don't. I'm not working with anybody. Goddamn it. I can't believe you were spying on me." Alex ran her hand through her hair in frustration.

"Dean asked me to. He doesn't trust you."

"No fucking shit, Sherlock!"

"I don't know what that means." Castiel furrowed his brow.

"Of course you don't! Just… Please don't say anything until I get back to them. Let me tell them." Alex begged.

"I can't do that." And then Castiel was gone.

Alex sped back to the bunker, fuming. She slammed on the breaks when she got there and barely pulled the key out of the ignition before getting out of the car. She stormed through the door to see Dean and Castiel whispering in the corner.

"You stupid son of a bitch!" Alex screamed, throwing Dean's keys at him. "You're a fucking dick!"

Sam walked out from his room when he heard the commotion. "Hey, what's going on?"

"Dean had his fucking boyfriend follow me!" Alex yelled.

"Does he know?!" Dean pointed at Sam, fuming. If he had been a cartoon, steam would have been pouring from his ears. "Have you fucking told him what you're doing?!"

"No! And if you would just let me-"

"She's working with Crowley." Dean turned to Sam.

"What- Are you- Is he telling the truth?"

"Let me explain. Please." Alex begged Dean.

"Fuck you. I knew we shouldn't have trusted you. I told you there was something off about her, Sammy. I fucking told you." Dean closed his eyes for a second and then looked Alex straight in hers. "I want you gone. As in, like, 5 minutes ago. GONE." He stormed out of the bunker with Castiel hot on his heels and inside, they heard the Impala start up and speed off.

"Sammy…" Alex pleaded. "Will you let me explain?"

Sam nodded his head towards a pair of armchairs and they both took a seat. "You better have a really good argument."

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you about Crowley. I had no idea you guys knew him, anyways."

"Alex…" Sam sighed.

"Sorry. Look, after I found out about my family's deals, I did everything I could to find the son of a bitch. I finally did about 5 years ago. I made him an offer, my soul for my family's. They lived and he took me instead when their time ran out. He made me an even better one." Alex paused. "I kill you and Dean and my family and I would live. Apparently, your souls were worth more than my whole family combined. He was supposed to send you my way and let me know. But he never kept his part of the deal. He never sent you to me until it was too late. If the two of you had shown up at my house 20 minutes earlier…" Alex let out a breathy laugh at how ridiculous her story sounded. "Part of the deal was that if I didn't kill you, then he'd kill me along with my family. But he'd give me an extra six months to wrap up any loose ends. I was meeting with him today to let him know that the deal was off. He didn't uphold his end of it. He sent you too late and they were already dead." Alex placed her hand on Sam's knee. "I didn't know you when I made the deal… And now that I do know you, I don't want to live a life without you in it. I can't get my parents back so holding up my end of the deal would have been pointless."

"So, how'd he take it?" Sam asked, placing his hand over hers and wrapping his fingers around it.

"I've still got a soul, haven't I?" Alex managed a small smile. "He saw my side of it. And I think he's a little fond of you, Moose." Alex laughed as Sam's face turned a light shade of red and he smiled.

"I don't want a life without you in it, either." Sam sighed and rubbed his face with his free hand. "Let me talk to Dean."

"You always have to talk to Dean about me."

"I want you here." Sam bit his lip. "I don't want to choose between you and him."

Alex nodded in understanding. "Okay."

Sam gripped Alex's hand tighter and pulled her up and onto his lap. "I don't want to lose you, Alex." He mumbled as he pressed his head into the crook of her neck, breathing deeply.

"I don't want to lose you, either." Alex buried her face in Sam's hair and wound her arms around his neck. "I can't."

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