IMPORTANT A/N:

Hi guys! I just wanted to let you know, this is a crossover with Elmtreigh 'Of the light' & my story 'Twist of Fate.' It is AU, and anything you read in this story has NO effect on 'Twist of Fate' If anything, it gives you a slight glimpse as to what *might* come in the future for Alex & her boys. Also you don't have to know 'Of the Light' to read this- it explains most things. But, I hope you go read her story anyways, cause' its awesome plus, check out her version of 'The duchess' & you get to see all the trouble Dean & Sam are going thro to get Alex back!!!

So Enjoy. ;)

Alexandra didn't need to open her eyes to know where she was. She heard the familiar sounds of Dean and Sam talking; felt the familiar itchiness of the cheap motel blankets under her; both seemed to be as familiar to her as her own heartbeat.

Even with everything that had happened over the past few weeks, she couldn't hate herself for being by the Winchesters. Even with all their faults, they were still her home.

She rolled over, eyes still shut. "Can't you guys be quiet." she mumbled into her pillow.

She heard them laugh, causing her to frown. "I'm serious. We hunt things at night. We should be able to sleep in till..." She trailed off, thinking of when would be a good enough time, not too early but still early enough. "two-ish." she yawned.

"When have you ever wanted to sleep in?" One of them asked, amusement clear in his voice.

Her eyes were too heavy, and her body was slowly falling back to sleep."Just ten more minutes." She mumbled, pulling the covers around her body, nuzzling her head into the pillow that could have used a little more fabric softener.

A sigh of comfort escaped her mouth at the familiarity of the feeling, despite the lack of softness.

"We have a ghost we need to salt and burn" Dean stated calmly.

She rolled over realizing that they weren't going to let her sleep in. Sleepily she sat up in bed, her eyes still blurred and half shut with sleep she stared up at them and made a confused face at what she saw.

"You guys look-" Older, hotter, buffer… A million different words rolled through her brain, so she settled for "Different"

Sam and Dean gave each other a look. To them she had always been wonderfully strange, constantly keeping them on their toes. "Different?" Sam inquired.

"Yeah, Different" Alex move closer to Sam, unable to hide the frown at the difference she saw in him.

The change in him wasn't something that could happen over night. The build of his body, a body she had thought she had known pretty well by now. "When did you get so-" She paused before finishing "So buff."

Sam blushed, "Buff?" He looked away feeling chagrined.

"Yeah, Sam's a regular Schwarzenegger" Dean muttered feeling uncomfortable with her closeness to his brother.

Alex turned toward Dean, moving her body inches from his, needing to find the difference in him also. It wasn't as apparent as Sam, but it was there.

Her face only inches away from his "Huh," she muttered as she touched his cheek gently, "Weird." She muttered under her breath.

The thin scar that was on his cheek; the one you could only find when you were looking for it, it was gone.

Not to mention the obvious difference of how much his face had changed, He looked older and more haunted. As if he was ready to give up the fight that only yesterday it seemed like he was ready to win.

Shaking her head she asked the boys a serious question, "Did anything happen while I asleep?"

She would have been worried that they weren't her boy's by the physical difference alone, however she could feel them on her skin; she knew their essence, their souls as much as her own. And though both souls seemed to be touched with more despair, she could still feel her boys.

"Like What?" Dean asks.

"I don't know…" Alex trailed off, trying to figure out herself what might happened. "Anything different? Unusual?"

"Well," Sam says, "You didn't cuddle me to death..."

Alex turned her face quickly trying to hide the fact that she's blushing, "Cuddle you to death?" she laughed nervously, "You wish Sammy," she turned her attention to Dean who was the safer brother "Did he fall and hit his head on something?"

"No more then usual, " Dean shrugged as Sam sent him a glare that could rival his own.

Sam turned to look at her, "Are you feeling alright?" Concerned, He placed his hand on her forehead.

"Like that's going to make a difference, Sam" Dean scoffed.

Alex feeling uncomfortable moved her head away from Sam, "Personal space here Sam." She rolled her eyes trying to ignore the fluttering in her stomach.

"But yes I'm fine" She paused before asking sarcastically, "Are you guys fine?" She gave them a pointed look, knowing it wouldn't be the first time they kept something hidden from her to keep her 'out of harms way'

"We're fine..." Sam replied.

"Alright then," Dean said exasperatedly. "Can we get back to the case? I owe that son of a bitch ghost" he rolled his shoulder for emphasis, though, it didn't hurt nearly as bad as it did the night before, after his amazing massage.

Alex tried to hide her grin, "I told you to stop antagonizing the ghost," she shook her head laughing "Maybe if you'd stop that, your ass wouldn't get kicked as much"

Dean glared at her, "Well, If you had been paying attention…" He trailed.

Sam sighed. "Could you two not fight right now? We still have a ghost out there."

Alex ignored Sam, "Paying attention?" She asked, "I was paying attention- It's not my fault the stupid ghost just appeared. I looked away for a second" Alex tried not to shiver, remembering the looking glass that had caused her to look away. "It's not my fault you got your ass handed to you Dean."

Sam hid a smirk at Dean's indignant look. Dean, however, liked having the last word. "Handed to me? I saved your ass. If you hadn't dropped that- that-" He frowned, pausing "What did you drop anyways?"

Alex grimaced "A looking glass," she answered, hoping the boys didn't noticing the feel of panic in her. "As if I needed more bad luck. I had to go and break a damn mirror. But, I didn't need to be save" she sighed but gave Dean a small smirk "But thank you anyways, you're my hero." She tried no to sound to sarcastic saying it though she doubted it came off anything but sarcastic.

"Didn't need to be saved she says," Dean scowled. "Hear that Sammy? Magsie still thinks she doesn't need to be saved."

Sam rolled his eyes at is brother "Here we go," he muttered under his breath. Same old argument between the two and frankly it was getting exhausting.

Alex's face froze, her heart seemed to skip a beat. "What did you call me?" She asked her voice soft and confused.

She's been though a lot with the brothers, and for them to just- forget her name? It was impossible wasn't it? She asked herself. Was it some weird knew nickname they came up with for her?

Sam's concern returned. He gave Dean a look that Dean returned with a confused look of his own. "Uh… Magsie?" he answered.

Sam stood in front of her "Are you sure your alright? Did you hit your head or something, Magsie?"

Alex forced a laugh, "Magsie?" She rolled her eyes, "You'd think you'd pick a better nickname then that." If this was one of the brothers pranks, it wasn't funny she thought.

"That is your name" Sam said checking her out once again. Maybe he missed something, Maybe she did hit herself somehow and forgot her name but she remembers the ghost, she remembers what she dropped, and she still bickered with Dean like she usually does. Yet something didn't seem right.

"Funny guys" She glared at them. "What, next your going to tell me I'm an alien from outer space." She rolled her eyes, pointing to herself, saying slowly as if talking to a child, "I'm Alex"

"Noo," Dean said, stretching out the word. "Your name is Magdalena De la Luz. Geez, Magsie. How hard did you hit your head?"

"I didn't hit my head!" she said, throwing her hands up in that air.

"Where'd you get Alex from? Is that someone we haven't met?" Sam added.

"Have you been hiding a boy?" Dean glared at her before looking around the room.

"Who the hell is this Maggie that your talking about?" she glared at the boys, "And you guys know I haven't hidden a guy since Logan" what the hell is going on here, she wondered getting annoyed and a bit paranoid she lashed out, "If this is your way of trying to get rid of me. You guys should just man up"

"Get rid of you?" Sam asked shocked at her outburst. "Why would we get rid of you? We need you"

Dean frowned at Sam's comment choosing to ignore it, Like hell was he ever going to admit he needed her, though in retrospect he knew he did; they both did. "Who's Logan?" He said instead, narrowing his eyes.

"I don't know Sam," Alex said bitterly remembering Madison. How close he become with her while he did nothing but push her away. "It didn't seem like you needed me when you were with Madison" she knew she sounded like a jealous girlfriend - more then that she sounded like a wench bringing that up, knowing it was still fresh in Sam's memory.

"Madison?" Sam frowned. He knew she knew about Madison, but she's never met her. "What're you talking about? You've never met Madison?"

"I-" she stopped and laughed, "You're a piece of work Sam," She shook her head, "A real piece of work."

Sam opened his mouth but couldn't find words to express how confused he was. Something was definitely wrong. He gave Dean a pointed glance to which he understood. Dean was just as lost as Sam was. "Alright Magsie" Dean said slowly, "Lets hear it. What's the problem. what's going on? We hadn't even met when Madison was alive."

"I-" She huffed, Glaring at them unable to talk for a moment. Finally she said, ignoring Dean all together. We hadn't met? She thought, turning her anger on Sam. "What happened between us Sam was obviously a big mistake, on both of our parts. But if this is some lame attempt on your part-" she cut herself off not really wanting to deal with this she switched back to the other subject at hand. "And would you please stop calling me that."

Sam blanched at her comment while Dean started disbelieving at the two. What did she mean by what happened between the two, did Sam and Magsie have something going on that he wasn't aware of?

"Magsie, nothing has been going on between us," Sam replied firmly determined not to meet Deans' eyes. He knew Dean cares for Magsie, just as she cared for him but that was something that can't be helped when you're with her. Even he's found himself caring about her.

It felt as if he had punched her in the heart. Alex couldn't believe her ears, she knew her and Sam hadn't slept together- but the night she spent in his arms. The kisses he gave her- it was the first time she felt like she was whole, like she mattered.

"Screw you Sam Winchester" She quickly brushed away the tears that fell down her cheeks hoping it would go unnoticed. "and stop calling me that." She added, frustrated.

Sam frowned taking a step towards her. He hated that he caused her to cry. Hasn't she suffered enough? But Dean stopped him. He shook his head when their eyes met. "Something's not right." He said, Sam nodded.

"Magsie?" Dean asked tentatively Going on a hunch.

Alex's head snapped up all her sadness turned into anger in that moment. "I told you to stop calling me that." she yelled, "I'm Alex! Alexandra; you asshats!"

"Oh crap," Dean said running his hands over his face.

"Alexandra?" Sam asked "You're saying your not Magsie?

"Yes! I am not Magsie. I'm ALEX- A-L-E-X. As in the girls who's been by your side for awhile now. Dean, you taught me how to fix the stupid car- and Sam" she glanced at him quickly then changed her mind.

"Crap," Dean repeated. He glanced at Sam. "Ok, Um, Alex" He walked towards her placing hands gently on her shoulders. "Tell us what happened last night, Did you see anything weird?" He stared intently into her green eyes yet somehow not seeing Magsie in them, wondering how he didn't notice that before. He tried to hide the small panic from showing in his eyes

Sam on the other hand couldn't believe what he just heard. That wasn't Magsie but some girl named Alex who says she's been traveling with them for awhile. He walked away from the two and sat on the edge of one of the beds.

Alex knew something was wrong, they kept insisting she was someone else, they were different yet somehow they weren't. She shut her eyes and sighed, feeling to weak to figure all this out. Her mind was in mass panic and fear- but mostly, mostly it was just tired. So very tired and sad and hurt.

She really didn't want to talk about the reflection in the looking glass, but that was easier for her to think about then what was really bothering her.

So what had she seen the night before? The reflection- It happened so fast she wasn't sure if it was really anything, She wanted to forget it.

"Nothing just" she paused wondering how to word what happened. "The looking glass," she saw the panic in Deans eyes which made her nervous. "There was this reflection-" she stopped short, everything clicking to place. Panic exploding all around her, eyes wide with fear she looked at Dean "It wasn't me" she whispered.

More urgently and louder she said "The reflection, it wasn't me I saw looking back."

Sam looked up. "Who did you see if it wasn't your own reflection?"

Meanwhile Dean rummaged through Magsie's bag urgently. Once he found what he was looking for he returned to stand by the girl who inhabited Magsie body; waiting anxiously for her answer.

"I don't know…" Alex shook her head, "It was some girl I never saw before- but it only lasted a few seconds that's when the ghost attacked and-" she froze "And I dropped it." Her eyes wide, her heart dropped "then the glass shattered."

"Did she look like this?" Dean asked holding up a small compact in front of her so that she saw her reflection.

"Oh god" Alex looked at her reflection but she saw nothing familiar. "That's-" she paused, "it can't be."

Dean frowned, her reaction was enough confirmation for him. 'Damn it' he thought. "ok," He said slowly. Sam stood from the bed and made his way towards the table where his laptop was. Obviously they've missed something if Magsie was no longer with them.

Dean looked at Alex, "Alex?" he said unsure.

"Yes" she said, Dean finally called her by her real name; she forced a smile, "That's my name- this just isn't my body." she shut her eyes and flopped down on the bed.

"This can't be happening," she murmured.

"If your not Magsie but your in her body…" Dean began.

"Then Magsie must be in hers?" Sam finished looking up from his laptop to stare questioningly at his brother. Dean nodded. "Sure looks like it.. Ok, Alex, I'm going to need you to tell me everything you can remember from last night."

Alex sat up, and nodded biting her lip- No, she thought, Magsie's lip she stopped.

She told them about the Antique shop, about walking away from Dean when he told her to 'stay close but keep her eyes open' she told them about her walking away anyways, not listening.

Her hands moved fast and dramatically as she told them about seeing something silver shining across the room, something about it drew her to it. She blushed, thinking about how girlie that made her sound.

"So I picked it up…" she sighed, "I don't know why. It was like something in it was calling to me." she frowned thinking back, about how stupid she was. In their line of work, when something calls to you, you don't answer unless you're an idiot.

"When I picked it, I looked at it and-" she shook her head trying to clear out the cloud of haze that was making her memory foggy. "It happened in a split second," She told them.

"I saw her," she pointed to the body she was in, "But before I could really understand what I saw the ghost appeared and attacked us." She said, reliving the memory though she hadn't planned to. She felt Sam and Dean shift in their stance and looked up to scrutinize them as a thought came to her.

"Wait" she got off the bed and backed away. "Who are you guys? Obviously you're not my Dean and Sam" she smacked her head. "I knew you guys looked different. I mean who the hell gets so buff over night."

Dean stared at Alex, amused by her comment but sobered immediately. They had to get Magsie back. 'Cas will have my head if he knew' Dean thought. Sam was the one to answer. "I'm Sam Winchester. That's Dean Winchester. And you say your name is Alex but we've never met or traveled with any Alex. Who are you really?" He couldn't help feel a little suspicious himself.

"I'm Alexandra. Who I've been saying I am all morning." She said glaring at Sam, but continued "Dean and Sam," She paused and mumbled under her breath "the real ones." but loud enough for them to hear "Are-" She stopped in her tracks, how could she explain to Dean and Sam what they; what the other Dean and Sam mean to her? She shook her head, "We just need to fix this, now!"

"We will" Dean replied, "Sammy tell me you got something. Anything"

Sam scrunched his brows together. He's managed to hack into the shops inventory and was looking for the looking glass mentioned. Evidently it was the cause of this mess. He found a picture of it, faced his laptop towards Alex. "Is this it?"

Dean watched for Alex's reaction, feeling a little unnerved that someone was inside Magsie's body and it wasn't even a demon. He hoped Cas didn't decided to show up with new info.

Alex moved closer to the laptop but still kept her distance from Sam. "That's it." Sighing she turned towards Dean "Look when Dean and Sam-" she paused, and corrected herself, "When my Dean and Sam find out about this? They are going to kill me. I mean it. This is just another reason for them to add on to their 'Alex shall not hunt' list." She blew out air, "They are never going to let me forget this,"

She paused another worry entered her mind, "This Magsie girl… She's cool right? I mean she's in my body" Alex didn't wait for them to answer "She's not going to cause trouble or anything right?" Her protectiveness flared, "cause they don't need it" her hands went to her hips.

Sam and Dean shared a look. Sam returned to typing away on his laptop, checking the history of the looking glass. Clearly leaving it up to Dean to answer.

Dean sighed. "Magsie is…" he paused. "Magsie isn't any trouble. Trouble seems to follow her, though." He chucked as did Sam. "You can see why that is though." he waved a hand at her roaming his eyes over Magsie's body like a predator, then quickly looked away, hoping his hunger went unnoticed.

Alex couldn't help but smile. How many time did the brother tell her that trouble seemed to follow her "well, one thing I can say about my boys is they can handle trouble- uh" she looked at them "I guess I mean you guys." she shook her head with a frown. "This is weird, even for me."

Dean smiled. "Yeah, this is weird. So…" He trailed. "You and Sam…." He glanced at Sam. Sam glared at Dean, his eyes telling Dean not to go there.

Alex laughed, "Yeah, about that. Sorry for, uh, yelling at you Sam- the other Sam is sort of an ass at the moment"

"No problem. It just threw me off a little. Magsie doesn't yell at me much. She usually leaves that to Dean" he grinned at Dean, "It's their thing."

Dean shrugged "She's the one that starts it," he tried to defend.

"Yeah and you always take the bait," Sam replied chuckling.

"Well, the girl is frustrating! She would drive Gandhi crazy," Dean paused and laughed.

"Which she did" Sam joined in.

Alex smiled. "Good. If you guys are anything like mine you need a girl to keep you in order" she stopped wondering for a moment then asked, "How alike are you to, to, well, to the other Dean and Sam.?" She smiled then glanced at Sam, "I mean do you still almost pee your pants when you see a clown Sammy."

Dean smiled at Alex. He liked her. Sam rolled his eyes, "Haven't seen any lately," He muttered.

Alex laughed at Sam, "Yeah but we did learn that clowns kill" She turned towards Dean, "Now, as for flying…" she trailed off noticing something missing on Dean. "Where's your necklace?"

Dean sighed as him and Sam shared a look. He stared at where the necklace should be. "I lent it to a friend" He answered casually.

"A friend," Alex asked with her eyes brow raised, still looking at Dean and the place where his missing necklace was suppose to be. "You never took that thing off. Never ever" she sighed knowing he wouldn't answer.

Sam glanced from the laptop. He knew Dean wouldn't say more about the amulet, so he decided to change the topic. "You mentioned Madison. That was-" He paused. Dean took over. "The case with Madison was about three years ago." Both brothers looked away.

"Three years ago?" Alex shook her head, amazed "It was a week ago for me" she stated staring into Dean's eyes.

Sam stared at Alex "You're from three years ago?" he stated. "Magsie is in our past?"

Dean frowned. He was aware of Magsie knowing about their past but for her to actually be there? "We have to get her back Sammy" he said urgently.

"So I'm in the future" Alex commented to no one in particular.

"Sure are," Dean chirped.

"You know, I'm probably not seeing the big picture here but I'm in the future. Did the impala turn into the DeLorean when I wasn't looking? You do still have the impala don't you?" Alex asked, actually worried.

Dean laughed, "Trade in my baby for a DeLorean" he shook his head smiling at Alex.

Sam snorted at the thought of Dean driving Doc browns car.

"Hey you guys," Sam said but was interrupted by Dean's cell ringing.

He picked it up and answered it. "Cas? Uh… Now is… We're at the riverside motel but…" The phone clicked dead and seconds later, Cas was in their room.

"Sam. Dean," He said nodding at them then looked to Magsie and his usual business facade morphed into incredulous anger as he appeared in front of Alex, gripped her by the neck and lifted her up in the air. "You are not Magdalena." he growled. "Who are you?"

Panic took over Alex's mind but only for a second. Panic, she learned from Logan is the downfall in any fight. "Get. Off. Of. Me." she said in grunts, crossing her arms in an 'x' shape; she pushed them against his chest.

Castiel stumbled backward momentarily shocked. He glowered at the impostor, bracing himself for another attack.

Sam and Dean stood stock still. Unsure of whether they should intervene. They were about to make a move when Cas launched himself on Alex. "You're an impostor" he growled.

Alex launched herself at Cas at the same time. Their bodies met with a thunderous crack that echoed through the room as they landed on the floor with a thud, she rolled on top of him and straddled his waist, pining his arms over his head.

Before she saw it coming, he broke free and flipped her over him, her back landing on the floor with a heavy crack her breath was knocked out of her, still she crouched into an offensive position imminently, not letting him get the upper hand. She couldn't take another attack, but was ready knowing one was very likely.

"Get him away from me" she yelled at the brothers, who she figured obviously knew him.

At her request, the boys stepped in. Sam kneeled before Alex while Dean put his hand on Cas shoulders. "Hey, stop!" He yelled.

Cas kept his eyes on Alex. He pushed against Dean towards her. Dean used all his weight on Cas but it was no use. Cas was too strong.

Sam then stood in his way, determined to protect Alex. "Cas," he said.

"She is an impostor, Sam. That is not Magdalena," he said inching forward.

"We know!" Dean grunted.

Cas stopped and looked at him "You know?"

"Yes" Dean panted.

Cas took a step back from Alex and Sam. His business facade returned but he still glared at her. "Who is she? Where is Magdalena?"

Alex glared at the man in front of her. "Magsie is in my body in the past. Not getting attacked. Thanks for that by the way, it was a great welcome."

Cas turned his gaze on Dean who had finally recovered. "Magdalena is in the past?" He glanced at Alex. "In your body? Who are you?"

"I'm fine by the way, Thanks for asking." She mumbled, straightening out her shirt, she sighed and looked at Cas, nothing friendly in her eyes. "And I'm Alex- I'm guessing you're what?" She paused, arms crossed and eye brow rose, "You're her over protective boyfriend or maybe just her guard dog?"

"Boyfriend?" Cas asked, tilting his head, "What is a boyfriend?"

Dean sighed. "Alex this is Cas,"

"He's an angel," Sam added still by her side, unsure if Cas would attack again.

"An angel?" Alex moved to stand in front of Cas, to close for someone who was just attacked by him the brothers thought.

"Huh, well that's... neat. But shouldn't you be," she paused, shrugging her shoulders "angelic? Cause if you are? You sort of suck at your job."

Cas grit his teeth. He decided he'd ignore the comment. It may not be Magdalena in there but that was still her body. He could see the bruise shaped of his hand forming around her neck. His eyes softened reaching a hand out to the neck slowly, "I apologize," he said softly stopping himself from making contact with her skin, Instead he faced Dean. "How did this happen?"

Alex answered before Dean could, "We were just getting to that" trying to make peace with the angel she smiled, "No worries about the whole attacking me thing, I'm used to it by now. You wouldn't know, but that's sorta how a lot of people say hi to me" she joked, smiling. She turned to Sam, "So this ghost obviously had some connection to the looking glass-right? I mean two supernatural things happening together?"

"Right," Sam nodded returning to his laptop he scrolled down the page. "The looking glass belonged to a French lord that died in the 16th century.

"Did he have any daughters or wives?" Alex asked.

Sam checked. "No. Says he lived alone all his life. Secluded in his mansion up north; He had a nephew a great -great, well you get the idea, he was the one that donated the looking glass to the shop against his uncles will."

"So we talk to the nephew? See what he knows?" Alex asked looking at the three guys in front of her.

"Yup" Dean answered grabbing his jacket as Sam wrote down the info he needed off the screen and stood.

"Cas, you coming?" Asked Dean.

Cas looked at the brothers then at Alex. "Alex, what is your full name?" he asked.

"Alexandra Grace Parsons." she told him frowning "Why?"

"I have a…" he glanced at Dean "hunch" and with that he disappeared.

"What was that all about?" Sam asked.

"You know Cas," Dean said with a shrug, "Ready?"

"He's sort of strange" Alex said, eyeing the spot where the angel was last standing, biting her lip. "Does this Magsie girl have any turtle I don't cover these marks, you can bet they'll call the cops before talking."

Dean shrugged "Check her bag." he pointed toward the bag he had rummaged through a little while ago.

"It's weird" Sam began "Normally those bruises would be gone in seconds."

"Gone in seconds?" Alex questioned, looking in the bag. "What is she a quick healer or something?" finding what she wanted she slipped it on over the t-shirt she was already wearing.

"Yeah. Magsie can heal herself and others when fully charged." Sam answered.

"Pushing Castiel back," Dean inquired following his brothers lead, "How'd you do that, fighting an Angel isn't that easy." Dean was still sore from only his few seconds of contact.

"I-" Alex paused, wondering how to explain. "I'm different. My- abilities, If that's what you'd call them- give me basically a heighten sense of awareness, which makes me an awesome fighter, plus I'm a lot tougher then I look." She gave the boys a wink.

"Hmm…" Sam said, "If you can do all that than I guess Magsie will be able to use hers in your body."

"Well, hopefully she doesn't use a lot of them." Alex mummbled looking away. The boys frowned, sighing she continued. "Dean and Sam, aren't to-" Happy? thrilled? Anything really; she thought, "welcoming to the world of supernatural powers."

"Whatever," Dean said not wanting to relive that particular part of his past. Alex was right, he and Sam, especially him, were still very much wary, cautious, and suspicious of anyone with supernatural abilities. But that was then and this is now. Sure they were still a little cautious, but not when it came to those they trusted with their abilities. Like Cas and Magsie., "let's just try to get Alex back to the past us so we can get our Magsie back too."

"That's another thing Dean" Sam said walking after his brother who was leaving the motel, waving a hand for Alex to follow, "How is Alex from our past when we've never even met her? She said she's been traveling with us for awhile. I don't remember towing along any 'Alex'"

"I was thinking about that," Alex said, "What if it isn't your past? I mean, you're obviously Dean and Sam just not my Dean and Sam."

"What, Like another dimension or something?" Dean asked.

"Exactly, almost like a parallel universe. You know? And if that's the case, then I wonder how many Dean and Sam's are out there."

"Well," Sam began opening the back passenger door for Alex.

"Don't get all Dr. Beckett on us Sam." Dean said getting into the Impala, Sam frowned.

Alex smiled, "Thanks Sam. And Dean don't be mean to your brother-" sighing she sunk down into the seat, "This is going to sound strange but, I'm really glad to be in the Impala." Dean smiled, as Sam snorted at Alex's comment.

It was the only thing that was familiar to her in this world. Even though she knew it wasn't the same one, it still felt good. Putting on a pair of shades she found in Magsie bag she said, "Let's go boys."