Alex was lying on the bed, staring straight up at the ceiling. He was still reeling over the cruel joke Sam played on himself and Faith. Not that Faith was bothered, she saw the funny side. Morbid sense of humour that she has. Alex, however, had no such sense of humor. He could still see the police images in his head. It was one thing to see a dead body, it was quite another to see the dead body of someone who you know. Especially when it was somebody he had stolen from a few days previous.
"Alex, we're hitting the road again." Faith's voice rang out, joyful and happy. She loved life once the sun had gone down. Some people were just strange.
"Where are we going this time?" Alex didn't move, just kept staring at the ceiling above him. His eyes glazed over every groove in the wooden beam above him, following it as it stretched across the ceiling. Faith pulled out a piece of paper with a newspaper heading on it, a printout out from the laptop. She handed it to him, then turned away.
"There's another killing, in the town this time. A young girl. Mutilated body was found in her dorm room this morning." Faith began packing a duffel bag; salt, lighter fluid, iron. Everything they need for the job at hand. Providing it's nice and straight forward this time, Faith groaned silently, I'm not in the mood for another hide-and-seek with a dismembered corpse. Alex sat up.
"I thought we were leaving this one to the boys?" Alex mumbled, putting on his boots. He knew he couldn't win in an argument against Faith. The last time he tried he ended up sitting in a gas station for three hours while she refused to let him in the truck.
"Like they could handle it." Faith chuckled to herself. She had a low opinion of the boys, but Alex seemed to differ. If it wasn't for Sam, Faith wouldn't be standing here right now passing snide comments about him. And if it wasn't for Dean, they'd both have been picked off one by one after Bloody Mary had got to Sam. The boys may be irritating, but they had merit as hunters. They were definitely capable.
"I don't care what excuse you're thinking of Alex, we're going." She threw the duffel bag at him and turned towards the door. She folded her laptop under her arm and made her way out to the truck. "You've got all of... two minutes and then I'm driving off and leaving you here." She called back to him. Alex quickly grabbed his stuff and ran for the door, he knew all too well that Faith had a habit of carrying through on her threats.