wJustin and Max looked up as the 12 year old girl appeared in the lair. She wasn't familiar in the least, but, when the head of the Wizarding Council appeared beside her, he figured she must be important.
"Dad!!!" he yelled, and Jerry came running in.
"What, I--- what's going on here?"
"Mr. Russo, fetch your wife, please?"
Jerry frowned, but, he walked out to the diner again and pulled Theresa back into the lair.
"Jerry, it's the middle of the afternoo--- oh, there are other people in here."
"Mrs. Russo... much as the Wizarding Council lothes to bring up old wounds, there is... news."
"News?" Theresa frowned, hands on her hips.
"When you gave birth to your second child--- a girl--- she was not stillborn."
Alex saw the woman look angry--- truly angry.
"I saw her! You think I'm too stupid to know the difference?!"
Her husband put his hands gently on her arms. "Easy, honey..." he whispered.
"Megan Russo... she had a spell put on your womb. A 'Snow White' type of spell. The baby appeared dead, until Megan gave her the antidote potion. She then told an ex-boyfriend--- a hunter--- that he was the father, and he raised her not knowing different."
Theresa and Jerry sat down, visibly shaken.
"Listen... this is the child." he said, gesturing to Alex. "I have brought her here---"
"Against my will, you old freak!"
"Now, just because you were raised by those uncooth hunters doesn't mean you should not mind your manners in the company of civilized wizards!"
"Insult my family one more time, I dare you! You'll see just how much of a hunter I really am!"
The Councilman looked at Jerry and Theresa. "I brought her here to get to know you, perhaps she can have some training." he shrugged. "At any rate... I am leaving. My job is done." he said, and walked through the portal door back to the Wizarding World.
Alex was back behind a desk, her fingers wrapping around a large candlestick that appeared to be made out of iron.
"Oh, Jerry... the poor thing's frightened out of her mind..." Theresa whispered, as though she were talking about a lost kitten. "That's what I hate about that stupid council--- they never consider anyone's feelings at all! Yes, I want to know she's alive--- I'm thrilled! But, her other family--- that's all she's known her whole life! And, they aren't the ones who took her, we can't punish them for that..."
Jerry nodded, holding a hand up towards Alex as though she might start shooting at him.
"Easy, okay? It's going to be okay... nobody's going to hurt you, or keep you where you don't want to be. We won't lie and say we wouldn't like to get to know you, but we're not going to try to take you away from your father."
"Brothers." Alex corrected. "My Dad... he died a couple of weeks ago, and my brothers take care of me. They're older."
She wasn't sure why she was telling him anything--- why she was trusting these people at all, but... her heart still thudded in her chest. Her absolute skin shook.
"Well, I'm Jerry, and this is Theresa... and these are our sons, Max and Justin."
"Wait... so since when do we have a sister?" Max whispered to Justin.
"Apparently since always..." Justin muttered, not sure how he was feeling about this.
"Yeah... hi... can I let my brothers know where I am?" she asked softly. "I disappeared from right before their eyes--- they're probably sitting in the living room loading up AKs to come find me."
"Hunters... it's so weird..." Jerry said, shaking his head a bit. "They don't usually hunt wizards, but, some of them are a little shoot first ask questions later when it comes to the supernatural... Megan was trying to get you raised to hate us, because hunters are worse than puritans when it comes to magic."
"Dude, I thought wizards were a myth until five minutes ago." Alex sighed. "Witches, bad. Vampires, bad. Demons, bad... Wizards must not be that bad if I haven't heard of them. And, for the record," she said, offended, "we hunt and kill evil. We don't go looking for something to harm... we help people; save them from stuff that's hurting them!"
"I'm sorry... five seconds into meeting you and I'm upsetting you..." Jerry said contritely.
"What's your name, sweetheart?" Theresa asked gently, moving closer to her.
"Alex Winchester."
"Winchester?" Justin asked, head shooting quickly up.
Jerry frowned at him.
"What do you know?"
"I'm a wizard, you think I don't keep up with the underground? John Winchester and his sons have... quite a reputation in the supernatural realms." Justin said.
"Really? They do?" Alex asked, pleased. "That's so cool; are we feared?"
"No---" Justin began.
"Boo!" Alex smirked.
"Gah!" Justin yelped, backing up.
Alex grinned like a champ, and Justin whipped his cellphone out of his pocket. She took it and started dialing.
"All right, where are we?"
"Brooklyn." Justin said, looking sideways at her.
"Dean! Oh, good... Okay, pack up the car, I'm in Brooklyn---"
"We're in Minnasota, Alex! How is that even---"
"Did you not see Mr. Wand Guy teleport us out of there? Look, this is a very, very long story..."
"Two day drive, you sit tight." Dean said. "Now, are you all right?"
"Just fine. Promise."
Then, Sam picked up the phone.
"Lexi?"
"I'm okay, Sam, I promise. You two get off the phone and get packing."