Sams POV
We were on our way to the bunker, Dean was singing to the music and I had my head pressed to the window.
"Dean shut up."
"No."
I pulled my gun out of my jacket, I haven't even pointed it at him but he quickly shut up. I laughed to myself, "Roxanne was nice." He shrugged, "Yea, she is strong too."
"What do you mean?"
"Last night when she was trying to get away from me, she almost punched me in the face. Also I could tell from her build."
"Dean, you need to focus on things other than their bodies when it comes to girl."
He turned his head, looking at me, "Sammy, it wasn't like that."
I gave him the same look, "It's Sam. Also, it's always like that with you."
He heaved a sigh and stayed quiet. It's been a few hours and we were at a truck stop. Dean was leaning onto the car, pressing his head on the warm hood.
"Sammyyyyyyyyy..." I sighed and looked over from the map, "What?!"
"I want piiiiieeeeee." he wined. I rolled my eyes, "Sucks."
"I didn't even get to eat the pie from last night." I shook my head, "Well-"

My phone rung. I saw the unknown number, "Hello?"
I then heard multiple voices,
Roxanne: "Stay away!"
Unknown Male: "Roxanne! Get back!"
Unknown thing: *screeches*
Roxanne and unknown male: "Ah!"

Dean heard the screams from the phone, he grabbed my phone and put it to his ear, "Roxanne where are you."
Roxanne: "Dean! I'm in St. Louis, in an abandoned building near Tiffany's Dine- Jason!"

The phone was hung up and Dean was already in the car, "Let's go Sammy."
I got in the car, she is lucky we are only about 30 minutes away, the plane landed on the edge of Missouri and we're going to stay in St. Louis. How convenient, also what is up with her and getting into trouble? I then thought about the bad things that could be happening to my new friend right now. "Dean, hurry!" His jaw tightened and I looked down to see his foot pressing the pedal to the floor, "Son of a bitch." We should be their soon.

~time skiiiiiiip~

Roxanne's POV
I sat their, holding my brother, who I was hoping was alive. I had him pressed to me as well as my back to the wall, "No! Stop!" Tears flowed down my face, I'm going to die.

~earlier~
My brother tried to ambush her a few blocks from the diner, she vanished from her group and dragged us into an abandoned building. Jason didn't know, he couldn't even hold her off more than 10 minutes. I called Sam and Dean, hoping they weren't busy, because if so... We were going to die like this. Soon Jason was knocked down, he kept getting up but now he was down and out. Sam was hopefully on his way.

~now~..
Im on the ground, fist fighting doesn't come to handy with what the hell this is. She twitched and started crawling for me, her skin is translucent but her eyes are a solid blue. She would murmur things like, "Why me?" "I did my best." "Will you except me now?" I couldn't help but feel those words pull at my heart, I related to them. She was up close to my face, when she pressed her fingers against my lips, feeling them with her fingers, "You look so perfect..." She pinched at them making me flinched, my heart stopped, she put her hand up to my hair, "They would except you more than me..."
She yanked on my hair, making me scream in pain. She pulled the side of my head to the ground, "Why?! Why can't I just be excepted?!" My head hit the ground, "Stop! Please!" I tried prying her hands off of me but it was no use, she was to strong for me.
I was coughing and sobbing uncontrollably by now, saying useless things like, "Stop" and  "help". It was all useless, I'm going to die. She opened her mouth in a loud shreak.

I heard yelling, then two people ran in the room. I could think straight, I couldn't even see, except the blood flowing from my head. I could still feel Jason's head laying next to my legs. I could only hear muffled noises, but I clearly heard someone yelling my name repeatedly. I tried to fight it but the black sheets of exhaustion took me.

I awoke on a bed, I had a killing head ache. I didn't open my eyes yet but I sat up slowly, my back hurting. When I sat up I made noise from the bed and I heard a familiar deep voice, "Roxanne." I opened my eyes to see Dean Winchester walking towards me. I then remembered what happened, "Oh my God..." I said. Sam walked over from a corner and sat on my bed, "Roxanne, I'm so sorry." "What happened? Don't apologize." Sam sighed, "Roxanne, we didn't get there in time." I sat there confused, what did he mean? "What do you mean?" He frowned and shook his head, "Your friend. It was too late for him. I'm sorry."
Those words repeated in my head.
My brother, Jason. What do they mean too late?!I didn't realize it, but I raised my voice, "Jason, he is my brother. What do you mean you were too late?!" Sam grimaced, "He is dead. I'm sorry..." I couldn't cry, my tears were all dried up from earlier. "Sam, what do you guys do when a fellow hunter dies?" Dean frowned, "We burn them with salt."
"Jason was training to be a hunter. He fought little things that he could. Can we please do that?" I was fumbling over my words, Dean nodded his head, "Yea. We can do it now if you want."
I nodded, then got off the bed, I looked at the ground. I couldn't look up. My brother was dead, I have no one else to go to. No one else who cares, what do I do? I heard Sam get off the bed and leave the room saying, "I'll get everything ready." I heard Dean's foot steps approach me, he put his hands on both sides of my lower jaw, pulling my head up to meet his green eyes. Once I saw them I felt my eyes finally tearing up. He locked his gaze with mine, "Rox, I'm sorry." The nickname was a punch in the face, Jason would call me that.
"I'm okay..." The lie tasted disgusting on my tongue as it rolled off. His thumb rubbed against one side of my face, leaving warmth, I subconsciously laid my hand over his.
I pulled his hand off my face, holding it for a little bit before hugging him, "It's what you did do that counts." I could feel him stiffen up, I looked up at him, "Dean, thank you for saving me again." His hand wiped away tears that leaks out, "Don't thank me." We heard Sam coming so we separated from each other and went to meet him at the door.
We seemed to be in a motel, we left the room and got in the Impala. They drove to a cabin and stopped. We all got out and Sam popped the trunk, I walked over but Dean stopped me, "Stay over here, you don't need to see." I peeked over and saw my brother wrapped in a sheet. I kept my face emotionless, he wouldn't want me to cry.
Dean sighed as he saw me peek over, he gave up and went to help Sam. They laid him in the back yard, and put gasoline and salt on him. Dean took out his lighter, "Do you want to do it?" I looked up at it, I nodded not saying a word and grabbed it.

I bent down and set part of the sheet on fire, it quickly spread. I stepped back and gave Dean his lighter back. We sat there and watched Jason burn, memories flooding in my mind. Overwhelming me, tears slid down my face.
I am alone, yet again.