Here is chapter 5! I should have chapter six up right away! Enjoy!

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Chapter 5

Dean, Sam, and Alexandria sat in silence for a few moments. Dean was concerned and wanted to know what happened to the family. Sam sat closer to Alexandria knowing she was still sadden by the event and tried to be as comforting to her as much as possible.
"What happened?" asked Sam pointing to the cut he had observed on Alexandria's head.

Still starring at the floor she replied,

"They were attacked. The three of them are dead, I couldn't save them." Alexandria, with the images still strong in her mind, started to let a couple of lone tears stream down her face. She quickly wiped them away hoping the brothers didn't see it. She knew she had to be as strong as ever now.

"Hey, take it from us. You can't save everyone." Dean said as comforting as he could make it. "We try. We try our hardest, but not everyone can be saved. So don't be so hard on yourself."

Alexandria nodded to the older hunter and continued.

"The demons were after me. They tried to take me, but I jumped through a window and ran away."

"Demons?" asked Sam.

"Adam said they were demons. They had black eyes. One of them said their boss wanted to see me."

Dean thought for a moment to try to connect any dots. He knew if he got a hold of one of the demons he would be able to get some answers.

"Do you know where the demons are?"

Alexandria shook her head.

"I called the police with an anonymus tip so they bodies could be taken care of." she added.

Remember exactly why they were there, Sam turned back towards Alexandria.

"Adam said that you heal people. Can you tell us how you do that?" Sam asked. He hoped maybe figuring out the truth about Alexandria would help them figure out who is wanting her dead.
"No. I just think about, touch them, and they heal." she said. She really had no idea how she did it. It just happened. Martha always said it was a gift from God. So that is what she always thought. Dean gave Alexandria a challanging look and got up and grabbed his knife from his back. Sam looked over with a confused look.
"Dean, what are you doing?" he asked.

Dean took the knife and cut his arm. He walked over to Alexandria and asked for a demonstration. After giving Dean a you're-crazy look, she reached her hand over his cut and healed it. Not even a scratch was left on his arm.

"I don't understand. I tried to heal them, but I couldn't." Alexandria said confused and depressed.

"Look, Alex, is that okay?" Sam asked making sure he could shorten her name without her getting offended. She gave a nod in reply. "Adam called us concerned with your gift. Did something big happen then other day or so?"

After a small hezetate, she told the brothers about the intruder that she killed.

"I don't know how, I just got so angry and I touched him. Next thing I know, he's on the floor dead."

She sat on the bed explaining to the boys what happened. When she looked up, the boys were exchanging looks of disbelief. Dean couldn't believe what he was hearing. This wasn't like any other faith healer he knew about. Sam seemed to have a look like he was figuring out pieces of a puzzle. He was slowly starting to figure out the truth of Alexandria.

"A couple of questions, um, when did you arrive into town?" asked Sam.
"Two years ago or so."

"You have absolutly no memory at all before then?" Dean asked next.

"I only knew my name. I don't even know how I ended up in town."

Sam cleared his throat before his next question.

"When was the last time you ate or slept?"

Dean and Alex both gave him a confused look. "Why would he need to know that?" Dean thought to himself.

"Um, does that really matter?" She asked.

"It's just, you look like you're starving and you hadn't slept in days." Dean lied hoping to figure out where Sam was going with his questions.

"It's been a long while. Martha made me eat a sandwhich about a day ago, but I'm just not very hungry, ever really. And I don't sleep. The town doctor said I have a very rare condition where my body doesn't require sleep."

Dean thought about it. He wondered what it must be like to not eat much or sleep. He thought about how it would be to not be hungry for pie and cheeseburgers. When he shuddered at the idea, he quickly got back on focus.
"Last one." Sam started. "Was there any strange markings or symbols anywhere in the house today?"

Alex thought about it before she remembered the pentigram that was on the cieling of the attic, and the symbol carved onto her family's cheeks. She grabbed a paper and pen and drew the symbols. The brothers instantly knew the pentigram and quickly ignored it. The other symbol was one they hadn't seen at all.

"Excuse us, please." said Sam.

Sam and Dean walked outside to talk. Alex sat on the bed, still overwhelmed from the events of the day. She felt like the smell of blood and dried blood fumed around her. She stood up and made her way to the motel bathroom to wash up a bit. Sam and Dean stood outside next to the impala.

"Okay, so this whole think is starting to make sense." said Sam.
Dean looked over to his brother looking at him, knowing Sam had figured something out.

"How does knowing her last mean and sleep schedule help any of this make sense?" he asked.
"Think about it, Dean. She has the ability to heal people, she didn't understand your sarcasm, she doesn't eat, doesn't sleep, she touched a man who royally pissed her off and he was burned from the inside out, and there was a sigil, which looks Enochian mind you, and she suddenly can't heal them. Call me crazy but what creature does this sound like?" explained Sam.
Dean took only a second before his eyes widen as he understood everything now.
"Son of a bitch." he quietly said.
"Alexandria's not a faith healer, Dean..."
"She's an angel." finished Dean. "That explains why demons are after her."

"You think it's Crowley?" asked Sam.
"It's the best lead we got. So how do we break the news to her?" asked Dean.
"I don't know. I highly doubt she'll believe us anyways." said Sam.
They stood in silence for a second, both wondering what they were going to say to Alexandria. As Sam turned for the door, Dean suddenly stopped him and turned him to face him.
"Wait, this just clicked. How long had she been living with the Collins?" Dean asked.
Same looked confused by the repeated question.
"About two years is what she said."
"With no memory of her life before then?" Dean asked.

"Where are you going with this, Dean?"
"We know another angel who two years ago 'died' and when I found him, he had no memory at all until we jogged it for him." explained Dean.
Sam's eyes widen at the statement and realized who his brother was talking about.
"Cas?" Sam asked.
"Maybe there's a connection." stated Dean.
Sam gave a slight nod in agreement.
"We should call him. Have him talk to Alexandria. She'd probably believe the fact that she's an angel if she talkes to an angel." suggested Sam.
Dean thought about it for a second and then nodded in agreement. The hunters finally re-entered the room just as Alexandria left the bathroom with no more blood covering her.

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