A/N: Takes place between "Bloody Mary" and "Skin"

Thank you to those who reviewed and gave me your opinion on the pairing. I've decided on making this a Dean/OC fic. Hope you all enjoy!

Chapter Five-A Fate Worse Than Death

Lyssa's POV

I groaned and rolled over, feeling the bed protest underneath me and ignoring the pounding in my head. My eyebrows furrowed when I ran my hand over the bedding. I realized that it wasn't my usually bedding at home or even the dorm, I shot up in bed and took in my surroundings. It was still dark out, so the room wasn't very well lit. From what I could see, it looked like a motel room. Squinting so I could try and see things better, I saw one other form in the room with me on the second bed in the room.

At that point, everything crashed down on me. I realized that what had happened the night before hadn't been a nightmare and that the other person in the room was either Sam or Dean. I jumped and let out a small squeak when the door to the motel room opened and a tall figure walked in. "Sorry. I didn't mean to wake you." came the soft, whispering voice of Sam.

Then I lost it. I couldn't hold it back anymore. All the tears from everything came rushing through and I felt my body collapse from the intense feelings that washed over my mind. Feeling the bed dip with the weight of another person, I let them pull myself to them and cried into their shoulder.

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"I'm so sorry, Lyssa. This shouldn't have happened to you. Or anyone for that matter." Sam comforted and let Lyssa cry into his shoulder. He knew this was going to be hard on her and he knew it would take a while for her to come to terms with everything that had happened and what she'd seen. He felt bad for her. She didn't deserve to be dragged into this.

After a while, Sam felt Lyssa's body relax in, what he assumed was emotional exhaustion. Laying her back down, he noticed that her face was tear struck and she looked exhausted beyond belief. "How is she?" came a voice from behind Sam as he stood up from Lyssa's bed. Sam turned around to see Dean had woken up and was already putting his shoes back on. "I hope better when she wakes up again." Sam said, running a hand through his hair.

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Two Days Later

"How are you feeling, dear? Are you alright?" Lyssa's Aunt Carol asked, placing a comforting hand on Lyssa's shoulder. "Yes, Aunt Carol. I'll be fine." Lyssa said, holding back the tears that threatened to fall. Carol gave her niece a sympathetic smile and went back to her husband, Jason's, side. As they were all standing around the grave site of what was once the Marks family, Lyssa couldn't help but feel that the rest of her family was blaming her for their deaths.

The rest of the service was beautiful and each member of the Marks family was honored. Lyssa refused to let anymore tears fall and let what was left of her family see how broken she was.

Carol walked over to Lyssa once the ceremony was finished and hugged her tight before leaving with Jason. Lyssa felt her heart wretch when her uncle wouldn't even give her a second glance, which only made her feel worse than she already did. She couldn't bring herself to leave with everyone else and stayed where the headstones were going to be placed in a couple of days.

After what felt like hours of standing there and staring at the graves of her family, she jumped when someone tapped her on the shoulder. Spinning around, she saw Dean and Sam standing there dressed in simple black suits. "Sorry we didn't come to the actual service, but we thought it might be a little awkward with Jason and Carol." Sam said, smiling softly at the shorter woman.

Lyssa gave the boys a sad smile and turned back to her previous position. "Don't worry about it, boys. You've done enough as it is and I thank you so much for that." she said, refusing to look at the brothers for fear that she might start crying again. After a couple of moments of silence from the three, Lyssa turned around and looked at the brothers, giving them a sad smile.

The boys returned it and then exchanged a look before Dean spoke up. "So, have you thought about what we asked?"

Lyssa nodded and looked at the ground.

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Two Days Earlier

"So, what now? I can't just let something like this go. That thing killed my family." Lyssa said, still sitting on the bed while hugging her knees closer to her chest and staring out into the motel room.

"You could come with us." Dean said on impulse, surprising himself and causing Sam to shoot him a confused look. "Um, what I mean is…" Dean started to say, but stopped when he couldn't come up with anything. He looked to Sam for help. "I think what Dean means is that…um…because of what's happened, maybe you'd like to come with us and…learn how to…defend yourself…if something like this happens again?" Sam sort of explained, looking to his brother to see if it was the right explanation.

Dean thought about what Sam had said and nodded.

"You guys would do that?" Lyssa asked, looking at the brothers for the first time in hours. Sam gave her a small smile and Dean nodded. Lyssa bit her lip and looked back at the wall, thinking about what the boys had said. "I need some time to think." She said after a moment of silence before getting up and grabbing her bag off one of the table chairs. After she was in the bathroom and the shower had started, Sam looked at Dean in disbelief. "What the hell, dude?"

"I don't know. It just sort of…happened." Dean said, running a hand down his face. Sam sighed and stood up from his seat on the other bed. "Dean, we can't just bring her into this life. That's probably the worst thing we can do." He said.

"Well, let's keep out word and teach her some self-defense. After that, it's her decision." Dean said. Sam thought about it for a moment before nodding. "Alright."

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Two Days Later

"I've thought long and hard about what you guys have offered and, well, I'm in. I've got eight years left of college. I couldn't stay here that long. And it's not like I've got anything here anyway. And, well, I want to learn more than just defending myself. I want to learn how to take these bastards down. If I can help someone from going through what I've been through, then I'm in one-hundred percent." She said, looking up at the boys.

Dean took a deep breath and nodded, giving her a small smile in the process. "Well then, welcome to the world for the supernatural, Lee."

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The next couple of days went by quicker than all three of them originally anticipated. Lyssa had taken care of what was left of the funeral expenses, their house was put up for sale, she'd sent a letter to Harvard letting them know she wouldn't be back, and she'd packed up all the clothes she'd need in an old gym bag.

"You ready, princess?" Dean asked, walking into the motel room while Lyssa was putting her wallet and phone into her pockets. Lyssa sent him look, slinging her bag over her shoulder. "Yeah. And don't call me princess, twinkletoes." She said, brushing past him and heading for the Impala.

"Twinkletoes?" Dean asked, following behind her. "Yup. You're light on your feet as you've demonstrated in our 'sparing session' yesterday." She explained, throwing her bag into the back seat and onto the floorboard. "Okay, so, if I'm twinkletoes, who's Sammy?" Dean asked, leaning against the trunk of the car. Lyssa laughed and leaned on the spot next to him. "Gigantor." She said simply, causing Dean to chuckle.

"What's so funny?" Sam asked, walking up to the Impala. Dean pushed off the car and headed for the driver's seat and slid in. Lyssa did the same. "Nothing, gigantor." She said, hopping into the backseat and leaving Sam standing there for a second confused before he shook his head and slid into the passenger seat before leaving Boston behind them.

A/N: I know Sam and Dean are really OOC in this chapter, but that's okay. Things are going to get better and they're all going to be back into character after this. Please R&R and let me know what you think!