IDENTITY CRISIS CH.15

After Alex had calmed down, Dean picked up his sandwich and left the room with Sam. As they were walking up the stairs, Dean was finishing off his sandwich.

"I don't see how you can still eat that after what Alex said." Sam said looking at the sandwich in disgust.

"I'm not just going to let it go to waste, Sam. There are starving children in the world."

"Maybe they're starving because you're eating all of their food." Sam smirked, then continued walking up the stairs. While walking up, Sam noticed that something was bothering his brother. "Dean, what is it?"

"I was just thinking about those nightmares. She didn't start having them until after she got out of the hospital. And when she got out of the hospital it was her birthday, which was when her curse started." Dean explained as they walked into their rooms.

"So the nightmares must be a part of her curse."

"Which is just another piece of the puzzle. But when we stop the curse, we stop the nightmares." Dean said then took a bite out of his sandwich. When Dean started chew, both him and Sam heard a crunch. Sam watched as Dean pulled a half eaten pickle out of his mouth. "She ruined the eating experience for me. I can't eat a pickle the same way ever again." Dean said while tossing the pickle into the trash can.
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Later that night Alex and Hana were sound asleep in their room. Most of the other guests were also sleeping in their own rooms. With the power still out, the hallways were all dark and covered in shadows.

Sam and Dean were loading up their guns and getting ready to hunt.

"I'll take the bottom three floors this time, and you can take the top three. We'll meet in the middle." Sam told Dean as he grabbed his flashlight.

"Alright." Dean checked his cell phone for a signal. "Great. Looks like we're going to have to yell if we need back up. Now listen to me. We're killing this thing tonight. I'm sure it knows that Alex is still alive, and I don't want it to finish the job."

Sam and Dean turned on their flashlights and split up.
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"Come on!" Kyle yelled while trying to push his car out of the ditch. "D*mn it." Kyle said out of breath.

He had been trying to get out of the ditch for hours and nothing was working. His hands were getting numb and weak from the bitter cold night air. Finally giving up for the night, Kyle climbed back into his jeep.

As he was sitting there he looked up and saw a picture sticking out from his visor. Forgetting it was there, Kyle pulled it out and looked at it. The picture was of him and Alex standing next to his car. Kyle smiled at remembering what the occasion was. They had gone on a road trip the day after Alex's graduation party two summers ago. Everything was going fine, but things took a turn for the worse five hours into the trip...

"I can't believe this." Alex sighed and leaned her head against the passanger window.

"Hey, there's nothing to worry about. We just have to wait until morning." Kyle said looking out into the pitch black night.

"Kyle, we're stuck out in the middle of nowhere and we ran out of gas." Alex explained in a surprizingly calm tone.

"Think of it as an adventure." Kyle smiled at Alex who was sitting in the passanger seat. "Did you try calling your dad?"

"No signal." Alex sighed. "And I'd say it's more like a test in our relationship."

"What? Weather or not you'll kill me to survive?" Kyle asked jokingly.

Alex laughed then said, "I could never do that. I'd die of a broken heart."

They ended up having to sleep in the car. Kyle noticed that Alex was uncomfortable, so he offered for her to use his lap as a headrest. He stroked her hair out of har face until she fell asleep.

Kyle looked at the empty passanger seat and let out a heavy sigh. As he remembered what happened the next day, he couldn't help but laugh a little. Their car had run out of gas near a gas station. Now Kyle could only hope that his luck would be just as good when he wakes up the next morning.

Before he went to sleep, Kyle kissed the picture of Alex and placed it on the dashboard. "I love you." Kyle whispered. He leaned back in his seat and settled in for the night.
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In room 327 a woman in her late twenties with wavy black hair, was getting a bubble bath ready. Warm water was slowly filling up the bathtub with foamy bubbles all around. Soft music was playing from a portable radio that was sitting next to the sink. Candles were sitting around the tub and sink, lighting up the dark room.

After she got undressed, she stepped into the tub feeling the warm water. Then she sat down and layed in the tub with her head resting on a small blow up pillow.

As soon as she was relaxed and breathing in the sweet smell of the soup, she heard a knock on her door.

"Who is it?" She yelled annoyed by the disturbance.

"Angela, its your brother! Open up! I need to borrow something!" Ricky yelled through the door.

"Its unlocked!" She said while pulling the shower curtain closed.

Ricky walked into the room and knocked on the bathroom door. "Hey, Marcy needs to borrow your hair brush. I dropped hers in the toilet. Can I come in?"

"Just hurry up!" Angela groaned.

She heard the door open, as Ricky walked in. He picked up the hair brush and smirked. "So the beast finally cleans her self off."

"Shut up and leave before I change my mind!" Angela warned, splashing water at her brother.

"Alright, Alright! I'm leaving. Geez, tough crowd." Ricky said before walking out of the room.

After she heard the bathroom door close, Angela let out a deep breath and relaxed. Unknown to Angela somebody else had entered her room.

A woman wearing a black cloak carefully entered the room. She saw the bed was empty and looked around the room. Her eyes fell upon the bathroom door. At the bottom, there was a faint light coming out. She knew this is where the woman was, so she pulled out a pocket knife. The woman gently wraps her hand around the doorknob and slowly turns it. As she carefully enters the room, she sees the shower curtain pulled closed.

What the woman didn't realize, was that there was water covering part of the floor. She took step into it and started slipping. Reaching for the towel bar, she catches herself before any damage is done. Unfortunatly she had made too much noise, which her victim had heard.

"Who's there? Ricky? I told you to-" She opens the curtain enough to poke her head out. When she saw it wasn't her brother, she screamed for help.

The woman ran over to Angela and tried to stab her, but she dogded out of the way. The fight was cut short when the door busted open. Aiming a gun at the woman in the cloak, was the young cop.

"Freeze!" David yelled firmly.

The woman looked at him and smirked with her hands up in the air.

"Now drop the knife and walk away from the tub." David was satisfied when he saw the knife hit the floor. As he was about to pull out a pair of hand cuffs, the woman took the oportunity to grab his hand and turn the gun towards himself. She squeezed his fingers and heard a loud bang as David got shot in the chest.

Once he dropped to the floor, the woman picked up the gun with grin. "Thank you officer. You made my job easier." She stood back up and looked at Angela, who was cowering in the corner of the tub with a towel wrapped around her. The woman didn't give it a second thought as she shot Angela in the chest three times. Just as she made the last shot, she heard somebody enter the room. She pulled her hood down further, pulled the shower curtain closed, and hid behind the door.

Sam carefully entered the bathroom, his gun raised, ready to shoot anything that tried to attack him. He pointed the barrel of his gun at the shower, the curtain was drawn shut. He reached his hand over to the curtain and snatched it back, just as he did he felt a sharp intense pain in his left thigh. Looking down, he saw a pocket knife sticking out of his leg. Sam couldn't help but bend over and groan in pain. A woman came out from behind the bathroom door, and before Sam could have a chance to fight back she knocked him out with the back of her gun. Sam's unconscious body landed in the puddle of water on the floor.

The woman quickly snuck out of the bathroom and started walking towards the stairs. As she got closer, she heard footsteps running down them. Before she had a chance to react she saw a man enter the hallway.

Dean ran into the hallway and saw the mystery woman from the video tape. He aimed the colt at her, but she ran down the hall out of range.

"Hey!" Dean yelled trying to get her to stop.

Because it was so dark, Dean couldn't see where she had went. He slowly walked down the hallway and saw an open door. Laying on the floor was the dead cop. As Dean walked in further, he heard a groaning coming from the bathroom. When Dean saw an injured Sam laying on the floor, he quickly knelt down to his brother's aide. "That b*tch do this to you?" Dean asked when he saw the knife in Sam's leg.

"Yeah." Sam groaned.

After checking to make sure the killer wasn't in the room, Dean helped Sam take the knife out his leg. He set the colt down and pulled on the knife with his right hand, while holding down Sam's leg with the other. As soon as Dean pulled the knife out, he heard footsteps in the hallway. Not thinking twice, Dean ran out into the hallway and after her with the knife in his hand. As the woman was running down the opposite end of the hallway, her left knee gave out.

When she tried to get up, she saw Dean about to lunge the knife in her. She quickly kicked Dean between the legs, causing him to hunch over. The woman then decided to take a swing at his face.

Getting more frustrated, Dean punched the woman in the face. He saw her stumble backwards wiping blood from her nose, almost loosing her balance. Dean quickly kicked her into the wall, where she let out a cry of pain. The woman then fell to the ground, too weak to move. She had landed on her side, so Dean roughly forced her onto her back. He straddled his legs on either side of her and grabbed her wrists. He held them together in one hand and pulled her hood up with the other. Dean was taken aback by the ghostly pale complection and the dark eyes that looked up at him. "Alex?!"