Finding Grace
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"I'm not a demon," I say gulping, the silver knife is so cold against my skin i can't tell whether or not its cutting me. Hodge laughs bitterly and presses the knife closer to my throat, I grunt as I feel a little blood drip to my collar bone.
"What do you say Daniel? Get the demon knife and slit her throat, one less demon." I breath hitched, I let out a laugh.
"The only thing you'll have less of is family, dad." I let out a dry laugh and Hodge pushes me into the circle of the demon trap, he sits down in a chair and watches me.
"If your really not, step outside of the circle." I look between him and the circle line, I look between them a few times before I see a smug smile a pear on his face.
"See, demo-" he cuts himself of as I step over the line, he gets up and throws water- holy water at me; acting as if me walking over the line wasn't providing enough.
"I'm not- look at that you fucked up my watch, thanks ass-hat." I say throwing my now broken watch to the side, Hodge is just still.
"Listen, I don't want any trouble. I just wanted to let you know that, surprise surprise, I'm your kid. Ya, I know I that doubt and stuff but i don't plan to stay long." I say walking around the room, it's filled with shelves of books and guns. Neat.
"Wha- I don't understand." Daniel says, I smile and walk to a chair.
"Hodges pull out game is weak," I say sitting down, I feel something under me and pull out a stuffed animal.
"And I just sat on a pony."
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Alexis Hart or Smith, as she prefers, grew up learning to hunt the things that go bump in the night. It was her life. She was taught it was the only thing that mattered. She never knew what normality felt like, she didn't even know what it was like to be a normal hunter. That was until she met Dean Winchester. At the age of thirteen Alexis was on a hunt with her father, he went out and said he'd be back in a little bit. Then when he didn't show up or even call Alexis knew what had happened. She was stuck here and after a few days of sitting in the motel room she decided to check out the supposedly haunted house where she met the fourteen year old Dean Winchester. She'd never met a hunter her age before. She hadn't met many hunters at all. Over the course of a week and a half the two grew close, bonding over the fact they both grew up hunting. Dean had even introduced her to his little brother Sam. When John came back from his hunt Dean did something Alexis had least expected. He asked of she could stay with them, seeing she had no where else to go. John pitied her and let her tag along. Now, almost thirteen years later dean and Alexis are still best friends. They still hunt together. And when John goes missing Alexis is determined to help Dean find his father. Dean and Alexis break into Sams college apartment in hopes of convincing him to help them. Alexis also has to figure out what these weird dizzy spells she keeps getting are. What happens when she starts to think they are more than just dizzy spells? And all the while learning to accept that she might just have feelings for the hunter that gave her a chance thirteen years ago. Disclaimer: I do not own supernatural. All rights go to Eric Kripke, the only characters or plotlines I own are the ones that are not in the show. DISCLAIMER: I do not own supernatural. All rights go to Eric Kripke. I only own Alexis and her plotlines.
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