A few weeks later
"We just took out a djinn, I think we deserve a drink," Ketch states as he climbs out of the passenger seat of the black Challenger.
"I know Charlie sent you to help since she's off with Rowena, but thank you for coming," Lexi responds with a smile, "I probably couldn't have done it alone."
The man walks over to open the door to the bar for his friend, but a man in a newsboy cap bumps into her as she approaches.
"Excuse you," Lexi says as the man keeps walking, glancing back briefly at the girl.
She knows the face, but the stride and demeanor of the man are foreign, so she chases after him, leaving Ketch standing by the door.
"Dean," she says grabbing the man's arm.
He stops and turns to look at her, causing Lexi's breath to catch in her throat. Looking into the green eyes before her, she knows this isn't Dean.
"Oh," the words come out cold, "You're Lexi. Nice job Dean."
Lexi feels sick as she watches the man's eyes roam over her body before he steps closer to her causing her back to push up against the side of the brick building.
"Who are you?" she questions. "Where's Dean?"
"He's in here," the man replies with a devious smile, "Begging me not to hurt you."
He strokes her cheek with one finger and continues, "I could have fun with this."
"Who are you?" Lexi jaw clenches as his hand trails down the side of her body.
"Unfortunately, I don't have time for this," he continues.
Ketch can see the pained expression on Lexi's face as she gasps for air and he runs down the sidewalk towards her.
"NOOO!" the man in front of her yells out as he pulls the knife from Lexi's abdomen, "No…no."
"Dean," she gasps seeing his eyes again, this time it is Dean.
"I'm sorry Lex," he says lowering to the ground with her limp body, "I'm so sorry."
"Lexi!" Ketch calls out as he drops to his knees beside her and sees the large blood stain growing on her
shirt.
He looks up at Dean, confusion and anger in his face, "What the bloody hell Dean?"
"Get her to Cas now!" he orders the man before he vanishes with what Ketch thinks is a flapping of wings sound.
Ketch pulls his cell phone out of his pocket and dials a number, "Castiel, I need your help, it's Lexi. In front of O'Malley's on 31st Street, Wichita."
He places the phone back in his pocket and grabs Lexi's hand, "Hold on."
Ketch barely gets the words out of his mouth before Castiel appears before them. He assesses the situation quickly, drops to his knees, and pulls Lexi's t-shirt up enough to see her wound, then places his hand over it.
Lexi feels the heat radiating from his hand and the pain is instantly gone, letting her know the wound is gone.
"What happened?" Cas's voice is on the verge of anger.
"Dean," Ketch begins, but Lexi interrupts him.
"It wasn't Dean," she begins, "It looked like him, but it wasn't."
"Michael," Cas states, "It was Michael."
The car ride back to the bunker was one full of silence after Castiel explains what had happened.
Once at the bunker, she climbs from the backseat and walks straight to the door, not speaking to anyone in a somber state. Ketch shares a worrisome glance with Cas.
Lexi makes her way through the empty bunker and straight to Dean's room, where she sees Sam sitting on the floor beside the bed, knees pulled up to his chest in front of him. He looks over to her and the sadness and defeat in his facial expressions breaks her, but she doesn't let him see that.
She walks over quietly and sits down on the floor beside him. He has one hand resting on his knee and she reaches over and lays hers on top of it.
As her eyes begin to fill with tears, she gives his hand a strong squeeze and manages to keep her voice steady, "We'll get him back."
Sam places his other hand on top of hers, ignoring the tears rolling down his cheeks as Lexi leans into his shoulder, she says, "He's stronger than anyone I know. We'll get him back…right?"
"We will," he manages to say reassuringly, moving his arm to drape across her shoulders, pulling her closer to his side, "We will."