Dean

"Sam, it's been three days. We still haven't found anything about Jess's death. Alyra can't go on much longer like this. We have to get her help. She's not pale anymore, but she still hasn't woken up. You lost Jess, let's not add Alyra to that." Sam frowned at me.

"Don't do that. You don't get to do that! She will be fine. I have been with Alyra when this has happened before! She will be fine! I know her, you don't!" Sam stormed out of the room.

I sighed. I checked Alyra's pulse and then went to shower.

Alyra

I sat up in a bed. I glanced around the room. I was alone except someone was in the bathroom. I rushed up and opened the door.

"Dean? Sam?" I called.

The curtain moved aside and Dean's face poked out from behind the curtain. I was relieved. I let my eyes continue down.

"Like what you see?" My eyes snapped up and met Dean's.

I felt my cheeks heat up and I looked away.

"I'm sorry!" I stepped out and started closing the door.

"Wait." I froze.

I slowly turned and looked back at Dean. He had a smirk on his face. I bit the inside of my cheek.

"You need a shower. Come here Alyra." His smirk was gone and I could see the desire on his face.

I bit my lip. His gaze moved to my lips. He held a hand out to me. I let my eyes wander. I wanted to accept and I did need a shower. I was about ready to go into the bathroom when the room door opened. I snapped out of my trance. I met his gaze once more. I wanted so badly to show him how I felt, but now wasn't the time. I took a deep breath and closed the door.

"Alyra? You're awake! Are you okay?" I turned to Sam.

I looked down at the ground. I felt the tears gather in the corner of my eyes.

"I'm sorry." I whispered.

I turned away from Sam. I knew Jess's death wasn't my doing, or my fault, but I should've been able to protect her. The hex made that impossible. Sam came and stood in front of me.

"Alyra. It wasn't your fault." I bit my lip.

"It is. At least a part of it. That's what happens when we're given abilities by things that aren't human. Like we both were when we were babies." I couldn't look up at Sam.

"What do you mean, Alyra?" I took a deep breath and met Sam's gaze.

"Do you remember when you called me in a panic the morning of my birthday? I found out why you have those visions. I also found out why I have abilities as well." Sam looked surprised.

That quickly changed.

"Why didn't you tell me! Why didn't you tell me that the visions I was having weren't normal?! I trusted you! I trusted you to protect Jess and now she's dead because you withheld the truth from me! That is why I left my father and Dean! I expected this from them, not you!" I didn't say anything.

I froze. It felt like someone had just poured cold water over my head.

"It's not your visions that got Jess killed. It was me." It was better for him to put the blame on me for now.

"So your abilities are the reason she's dead?! Where did we get our abilities Alyra?! Where? Why did Jess have to die? You promised to protect her! So tell me!" Sam was crying.

I was trembling. I hated being yelled at. I would've struck him by now if I didn't understand what he was going through.

"Your abilities were given to you the night your mother died. The thing that caused your mothers death was a demon. How it gave you your powers I don't know. I received mine from a being who won't tell me what they are," I hated lying to him, "but nine infants died from their powers. I was the only one to survive. That's all I know. The reason Jess died is because somehow someone or something found out what gave me powers. They created a hex bag for whatever that thing is because when that thing gave me powers, I was no longer completely human." A door opened behind me.

Sam looked behind me. I froze. I knew how Dean would react if he had heard anything I just said. He would tell me to leave, and I wouldn't listen. I would stay with them like John asked me to.

"Please Sam. I lost her too and I blame myself. She was family. The sister I never got to have. I feel just as at fault as you do." I lowered my head and focused on the floor.

It seemed like hours had passed as Sam just stared at me. I would take whatever they decided to do at face value. Sam was in pain and just got sucked back into a life he never wanted. He lost everything in one weekend. Dean would probably do all the necessary tests that a normal hunter does with a suspicious person. I took a deep breath and then I had my face pressed against someone's chest. I froze in place.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. You're right. You lost her too. You were the reason I even got to meet her. I'm sorry Alyra." Sam wrapped his arms around me.

I hadn't really had a chance to cry or mourn Jess much. I had spent three days with Castiel. We both taught the other as much as we could during those three days I was asleep. It would have been longer if I didn't have my healing abilities. I wrapped my arms around his torso.

"I promise you. I will find out exactly what did this to her for both of us," it became hard to speak the next question, "how?"

Sam tightened his arms around me. He hid his face against my shoulder.

"Like my mom." I almost didn't hear him.

I closed my eyes and relaxed against him.

"I'm so sorry Sam." I turned my head and saw Dean standing next to us.

He was leaning against the wall and looked mad. I pulled away.

"When were you going to tell me about the visions Sammy?" Dean was upset.

Humans having abilities or visions was never a good thing according to most hunters. Sam let me go a bit.

"I wasn't going to because I knew you'd react this way. You always have." Sam was glaring at Dean now.

"So you tell her? Someone who just admitted that she isn't even completely human! If she won't tell us what she is then she needs to go." I let go of Sam.

I stormed up to Dean.

"It doesn't matter! It doesn't fucking matter what I am, you want to know why? I've proven myself! I'm a damn good hunter and I didn't get to where I am today because of some abilities that were given to me! I'm here because of Sam. I'm here because your brother is family to me! I'm here because I care about him and what happens in his life! I won't be going anywhere! I don't even know what the hell gave me these powers, but somebody does! That's why the hex bag affected me worse! So you are stuck with me! You get me Dean Winchester!" I was angry and upset.

Every time I thought he wasn't that bad he went and pulled stupid crap like this! I wish he would break out of whatever his father drilled into his head and live for himself. Dean was still glaring at me. I needed to calm down or else I would hit Dean. Granted right now, I felt he deserved it. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I turned and looked at Sam. He was troubled. My anger diminished a little bit. He was torn between his brother and I. I wasn't going to make him choose. Sam was like a brother to me. I placed my hand on his. He looked down at me. I smiled at him and looked back at Dean.

"I won't leave, but you are free to do all the normal tests like us hunters do. Also we can try this as a trial run. I'm angry that finding out that I'm not completely human is enough to discredit me. Especially with how young I started and how much I've done for people by hunting." I watched Dean.

His glare remained. I also saw the way his eyes went from me to Sam and back. I had a vague idea of what was going through his mind. If I had powers and Sam was having visions then technically we are both threats. However, he won't kill Sam because he's supposed to protect his baby brother. He won't kill me because then Sam will be upset again after just losing Jess. I took a deep breath and decided to voice my thoughts.

"Dean," his eyes met mine, "you won't hurt Sam because he's your brother. You won't hurt me because Sam just lost Jess. So in turn wouldn't it seem reasonable that because I care about Sam, I wouldn't hurt you or him? I helped Sam get out of hunting, and now he's back in and until we find the thing that caused all of this, I'm staying. For both of you." Dean looked surprised.

That stung, but I ignored it. I don't get why it was so surprising I'd be here for both of them? Dean knows I like him even though Dean probably wants nothing to do with me that way anymore. I had to stay with them. Not just because of John, but because of the danger approaching all of us.

"I'll be right outside." I made my way for the front door.

I was biting the inside of my cheek trying not to cry. I hated this feeling. Of not being enough. It's why I left my mother. My hand touched the handle. I opened the door and slammed it behind me as a tear fell down my face.

God Alyra when will you ever learn? You'll never be good enough no matter what you do to prove yourself.