IDENTITY CRISIS CH.17

The power finally came back on that morning and their cell phones had low signals. Things were starting to look up for them, but they still had one problem.

"Wake up sleepy head!" Dean yelled after he smacked the shapeshifter upside the head.

Alex groaned from sleep and pain. She tried to stretch, but her arms were met with resistance. "What's going on?"

Dean stood in front of the chair with Sam by his side. "Playing dumb? We've never seen that before, right Sam?"

"Where's Alex?" Sam asked, getting down to business.

"What are you talking about?" She asked confused. "I am Alex."

Dean smiled then said, "Wow, that's a shocker. Now can you tell us something that we haven't heard before?"

"What's going on?" She asked getting angry. "Can you please just untie me?"

"Nice try." Sam said glaring at her. "You know we can't."

"I don't believe this." Aex said shaking her head with a small laugh.

"What have you done with Alex?" Dean was now getting angry and tired of this game that she was playing.

"What have I done with her? It's me, Dean. You don't recognize your own cousin?"

"Alex wouldn't kill people. She's a good person." Sam explained with anger in his eyes.

"How well do you know me, Sam?" Alex asked. "Honestly, we've only known eachother for less then two months, if you think about it. I mean you never called or came in contact with me over the past seven months. You barely know me."

"Right. So with that little speech, we're supposed to believe that you really are Alex?" Sam asked annoyed.

"Well I'm sorry if I'm a little cranky right now. You see my cousins tied me up and don't believe a word that's coming out of my mouth."

"Maybe that's because you're being a smart*ss." Dean suggested with a cocky grin and shrug.

"No. I think you're confusing me with you." Alex snapped back with a smirk.

Dean couldn't hold back his anger and smacked her again. "Let her go, you son of a b*tch!"

"Don't call me that!" Alex yelled at Dean furiously.

"What? B*tch?" Dean said with a smirk.

"Why did you do it?" Sam asked.

"Anger." She noticed that they didn't understand, so she explained, "They say that if you leave your anger bottled up inside of you for too long, that it will eventually explode out of you. Do you have any idea how long I have had this anger and rage built up inside of me? It feels so good to finally let it all it all out. So if I want to kill a few people from my rage, I'm gonna do it."

"You're telling me that anger's the reason why you killed innocent people?" Dean questioned.

"Innocent? Are you kidding me?! You don't know those people! You don't know what they have done!"

"Oh, right, and you do?" Sam said.

"Clarissa the maid stole from guests at this hotel while she was cleaning their rooms. Richard cheated on his wife with five different women. He broke Karen's heart, so I broke his. Steve stole from old couples. Angela...Well besides the obvious, she abandoned her child and never told the father where his daughter was. David the cop...Well there was nothing wrong with him. He just saw what I did and I couldn't let him get away with that."

"What about the man that hung himself?" Sam asked, noticing that she didn't mention him.

"What are you talking about? What man?"

"When I took Alex to her room, a man had hung himself!"

"Well that answers your question, Genious. I was with you when it happened."

"No, Alex was with me. Not you."

"Oh and what am I then?"

Dean decked her in the face again, causing more blood to flow out of her nose. "A shapeshifter you smart*ss!"

"Oh really?" She asked cocking her head to the side. "How did you come up with this theory, Scooby Doo?"

"Comparing me to a cartoon dog, cute. Now how about you tell us where Alex is?"

"The woman you're looking for is at the front desk. Trust me."

"You don't say."

"You should be more worried about her right now, instead of me."

"Why would we be worried about her when you're the one killing people."

"Why should I tell you? You haven't exactly been-"

"You know what? Just cut the cr*p! I'm tired of this!" Sam said cutting her off. "I just want to know where my cousin is!"

"Fine. But you should check the security cameras. They run on a back up system when ever the power goes out, so you should find what ever it is that you are looking for."

"Yeah, because you're so willing to help us?"

"Maybe I'm hoping that you'll let me go."

"You wish." Dean said folding his arms.

"It was worth a shot, wasn't it?" She shrugged.

"I'll give you that. Although, the real Alex would have known that wouldn't work with us." Dean said with a grin. "Then again, you're not Alex."

She sat there silently, then finally looked up and said, "Fine. You're right, I was making it up. I'm not Alex. I never have been. But then again, if I'm not Alex, then where is she?" She said with her anger now rising.

"That's what we'd like to know." Sam glared at her.

"Remember that boot print you saw on my back? I'd start searching for the owner of those shoes. Then maybe you'll get the answers you're looking for." She suggested with the blood coming into her mouth. "Go to the main office and check the video footage. There's a camera right outside the door where I got beat up, you might want to check that out." Then she smiled at them.

"Right, and we're supposed to trust you?" Sam said furiously, raising his voice. "You just want us to run down there, so you can break free and start killing more people! Now tell us where Alex is!"

"She's being interrogated by her abnormally tall cousins!"

Dean punched her and yelled, "You wanna try answering that again?!"

She spit some blood out of her mouth and looked up at them with a few strands of hair hanging over face. "When I break free, I'm going to kill you both."

"You'll be dead before you get the chance to break free." Dean leaned in closer and came down to eye level with her. "Now look here. We can do this the easy way or we could do this the hard way. Either way, we will get our cousin back, so you better start talking and tell us where she is!" They both wait for a response, but don't get one. "What, you suddenly don't have anything to say?" Dean hits her again. This time his ring caused a small cut on her cheek bone, right over her bruise. She screamed in pain as the blood started to fall down her face. "Feel like talkin' now b*tch?!"

She panted and shook the pain away. "It doesn't matter what I say any more, because you won't believe me. So if you're going to kill me, then do it already."

"Don't tempt me." Dean gets up and grabs some duck tape. "And you're right. It doesn't matter what you say any more." Dean used his teeth to rip off a piece of tape. Sam held her head still so Dean could place the tape over her mouth.

Sam and Dean walked into Sam's room to check up on Hana, and to talk so the shapeshifter couldn't hear them.

"I say we just kill her now. She's not gonna talk." Dean told Sam.

"Dean, we can't."

"Why not?" Dean asked annoyed.

"Because we don't know if she's telling us the truth." Sam explained to his stubborn brother.

"Sam, she's lying. That's what they do, they lie. That's not Alex."

"We don't know for sure." Sam said.

"Alex is not a killer, Sam!"

"Alright, but think about this. If you shoot her and I don't find Alex and we come to the conclusion that it is her in there," Sam pointed to Dean's closed door. "How are you going to feel, knowing that you killed your own cousin?"

Dean sighed and looked at the door, then looked back at Sam. "Fine. Check the basement. If she is a shapeshifter, then that's where it would probably shed its skin and where Alex would be. I'm gonna stay here."

"Don't kill her until I come back with Alex." Sam left the room and headed down stairs.