DISCLAIMER: I do not own Supernatural. Eric Kripke does :'( SPN still kicks ass ;)
A/N: Non-canon: Bobby is alive, Kevin is alive and Cass has his grace. Don't like the plot or characters, then don't read. Simple.
WORD COUNT: 2, 703
CHAPTER 1:
THE DREAM'S OVER.
Dean awoke to a loud bass pumping from downstairs.
He knew that if he turned to his side, Allie wouldn't be there. Sure enough, he turned and was greeted with an empty space beside him. Everyday, Allie would wake up before anybody else and go down to the kitchens and cook breakfast. But, instead of going into everybody's rooms and waking them up individually, she would play loud new-age music from the new speakers that Kevin had installed at her request.
Dean remembered the first time she did it:
(..)
Dean and Allie and been going out for two weeks now and it was the first time she had woken up before anybody else, so she decided to do something special. She shrugged on her singlet that was emblazoned with: 'KISS ME. I'M ADORABLE,' and her favourite pair of black leggings. She silently crept from Dean's bedroom and padded barefoot downstairs. Allie made her way to the kitchens and turned on some music that she could work to, though it wasn't loud enough that they would wake up. She had made pancakes, omelets, sausages, bacon, scrambled eggs and toast, with some cooked tomato, mushrooms in different bowls for whoever wanted to try. She set the research table up with all the meals.
Then an idea struck.
Instead of going into the individual rooms and ending up lost (she still hadn't completely made a mental map of the bunker), she plugged her phone into cord that hooked up to every speaker and she blasted Shot Me Down through the speakers.
It wasn't long before she could hear the stomps of three grumpy and tired men coming to individually tell her off.
Dean, Sam and Kevin burst into the research room. Kevin's hair was rumpled and he looked as if he could have done with a couple extra hours sleep.
Sam's hair stuck up on end and he looked adorably tired, like a little puppy.
Dean, well, Dean looked as sexy as ever, with his rumpled hair, sleepy eyes and shirtless torso. He only had a pair of low-riding sweatpants on and Allie bit her lip as she stared at her boyfriend.
It was then that all three men caught sight of the research table having been transformed from a place of work, into a buffet.
"I hope you all don't mind, but I wanted to do something nice for you boys, because you're always feeding me and cleaning up, I don't really do anything in the bunker, so I thought I may as well do something for a change. Plus I woke up before all of you so I didn't want to wait for a couple of hours and then you're all complaining. So, here we are." Allie turned the music off as she explained and she rubbed her hands together.
"All angry feelings, gone." Kevin grinned, moving closer to the table to have a look at all of the food. "Oh, my mum would be totally jealous."
"This is amazing, Allie. Thank you." Sam smiled, "I can't believe it!"
"Believe it, I can forgive her for putting on that new age crap." Dean said as he sauntered to Allie and looked down at her singlet. "Well, since you are adorable," Dean mused and leaned in, kissing Allie gently, his hands sliding around her waist and pulled her close.
Allie kissed back, their lips moving in synchronization as their hearts beat faster.
As the couple broke apart, Dean grinned. "Thank you, baby." His voice was soft, meant for her ears only and she smiled brightly.
"Always."
All four of the residents of the bunker sat down at the chairs and started piling food onto their plates. Cass dropped in and Allie set him a place, which he thanked her for profusely.
Sam, Dean and Kevin all suspected he had a bit of a crush on her. Dean would always tease him with a look and Cass would instantly look down, his cheeks bright red as he ate in appreciative silence, floored by her cooking.
It was the family of five.
(..)
Dean shrugged on a moss green v-neck t-shirt along with black sweatpants and padded his way, barefoot, to the kitchen and there she was, his girlfriend of two months.
Althea Kennedy.
Her hips swayed to Fire of Unknown Origin and her angelic voice hummed the beat, she had pulled on one of his plaid shirts, that he had in abundance, and had her black singlet on underneath, as well as a pair of skinny leg jeans, considering it was cold in the bunker. Her dainty feet clad in Pikachu slippers, since it was her favourite Pokemon character, as she insisted.
Her long dark hair hadn't been brushed and weaved around her back in soft waves (which was it's natural state).
Dean grinned and silently walked behind Allie and slid his arms around her waist as he sang off-tune and off-key in her ear, "'fire of unknown origin, took my baby away~,'" His hands drummed in time with the solo beat on her hips, making her giggle with delight. "Someone wants to be cute today, huh?" He asked, pressing a gentle kiss against her cheek.
"Whatever do you mean?" Allie asked, setting the bacon on a plate before she added a few more strips to the pan, licking her fingers before she turned to face him.
"Well, you're not playing that techno crap, but instead you've stolen my iPod and put on Blue Oyster Cult, something you wanna share with the class?" Dean explained with a self-satisfied smirk. "Did you make me pie?"
"No." Allie said quickly, too quickly and she tried to play it off by smiling adorably, but Dean just stared at her with that smirk in place. "Dang it." Allie tipped her head back, groaning gently. "And I hid it good this time! Stupid music always giving me away." Mumbling her curses and complaints, she unraveled herself from Dean's embrace, much to his disappointment and she went to the fridge and started moving well placed items and revealed her big 'secret'. "It's the music that always gives me away."
She turned and showed him two pies and Dean's entire face lit up, he knew what that meant.
"Yeah, yeah. One entire pie for you, the second is for the rest of us because we won't get any if I only make one. I learned that from Sam." Allie smiled at her lovers excitement before she turned back toward the fridge and put them back. "And no 'sampling' either." Dean pulled out his lost puppy look but Allie rolled her eyes and set a hand to his face, making him chuckle as she pushed him back. "I'm making you a breakfast burger. I've made Kevin his favourite omelet, I've made Sam his smoothie and fruit salad and Cass, his dual PB and J sandwiches."
"You're too good to us, sweetheart." Dean wrapped an arm around her waist and pressed a kiss to her temple and then her hair, smelling her favourite strawberry and coconut shampoo.
"You all deserve a break. Fighting the supernatural everyday, you deserve every good thing you get." Allie smiled, leaning on her tiptoes to elicit a kiss from him. She wasn't disappointed. Dean bent down a little and kissed her gently, pressing his lips to hers multiple times. "Mmm," Allie hummed, "good morning, baby."
"Mornin'." He rumbled back.
(..)
Allie brought out the ingredients to make Sam's smoothie. The raspberries, egg, natural honey (that Cass had brought himself when he had the time to), milk, coconut shavings and a single banana. She had brought out the Nutribullet she had purchased from the store in the next town over, where she always got the groceries and anything else they needed, especially medication and medical supplies.
She heaped two handfuls of raspberries, cut up the banana and breathed through her mouth, making a disgusted face since she always hated the fruit, cracked the egg and watched it glob in the tube and then she spooned some of the honey that Cass had brought back when he could. She secretly added the coconut shavings (something different for Sam to try) and the last ingredient, milk.
She screwed on the top and set it all in and blended the health drink up.
Sam made his appearance and sat down in his spot of the table, smiling at Allie affectionately, he treated her like the little sister he never had.
Allie turned her head at the sound of the new arrival and grinned broadly, "Hi Sam! Your fruit salad is right in front of you, and I," she finished blending and put it into a large glass, "just finished your smoothie, I added something a little extra." She set the smoothie in front of him and gave him a pat on his back, before sighing and running her fingers through his longish hair to only feel course ends. "The ends of your hair are starting to split, want me to trim it back a bit?" She informed, inspecting the ends.
"I can do it." Sam said, feeling a trifle uncomfortable with having to explain his hair conditions with his brother's girlfriend.
"Oh please, you're like a little kid with scissors when it comes to cutting your hair. It's all choppy. Let me do it, 'kay?" Allie offered again and Sam sighed, knowing she'd just keep pressing him until he gave in, so he nodded. "Awesome." Allie stated and walked to her seat, where her cream cheese bagel awaited her.
Sam shook his head, smiling. Dean's mannerisms had really rubbed off on her and Sam took a large gulp, only to find that there was something different with the smoothie. Allie smiled, watching him as she took a big bite of her bagel, humming in appreciation. "Hey, Allie," Sam called, looking at her quizzically as he tasted every individual flavour.
"Yeah?" She asked, her mouth full of bagel and cream cheese.
"Coconut?" Sam grinned as she nodded. "It's great!"
Allie swallowed the portion of bagel that was stopping her from speaking, "I wanted to try something different and I noticed that you really like that coconut cream pie that I made a couple of days ago, the one piece you got," she followed that up with a quick glare at Dean who had his mouth full of burger, and a piece of bacon hanging from his lips. Both sides of his cheeks puffed out to take the copious amount of his breakfast that he had bitten off.
"Wha'?" Dean asked, the hanging bacon strip fell out of his mouth and onto the plate and all three of them just stared at it before Allie turned her eyes back to Dean.
"Nothing, eat your food, and for God's sake, don't choke." Allie warned, before turning back to Sam. "So I thought it'd be good to try something different with the coconut. I thought something filling would be good for your run today." She took another bite of her bagel.
"Thanks, Allie." Sam smiled and ate heartily.
Kevin was the last to come down, looking half asleep and his hair in a disarray. "Morning, guys." Kevin yawned, waving at them, tiredly.
"Morning, Kevin." The three chorused back and Kevin nodded, eating his omelet and drinking some coffee, which seemed to perk him up a bit.
"Late night?" Dean asked, his mouth only half filled with burger, his eyes trained on Kevin.
"Yeah, I'm still no close to deciphering the tablet. All it gave me was a bad headache and a love for whoever invented Aspirin. I'm gonna marry whoever did that." Allie giggled, and Sam smiled, his eyes full of concern for the young man across him. Dean the same.
"Good morning, all." Cass said, from the seat next to Kevin where his sandwiches awaited him. He looked straight at Allie and his cheeks turned a little pink. "Thank you, Althea, even though I don't need to eat."
Alie graciously accepted his thanks. "You're welcome and please, call me Allie, Cass." She reminded before finishing her bagel and Dean started on his second burger, Kevin was halfway through his omelet and Sam ate slowly, not wanting to get a cramp as he ran.
"Alright then, Allie. Thank you for the meal." Cass said, scarfing down his two sandwiches.
Allie cleared away the table and took the plates to the kitchen, before cleaning in record time. They all freshened up and came back down. Sam went out for his run which he seldom never got to do. Kevin took a break from staring at the tablet and ended up playing some games on his computer that he had downloaded illegally. Dean already had a beer in his hand and was flipping through Allie's laptop, looking at her photos without her knowledge. Allie had pulled on the same ACDC top that she had worn when they first met, coupled with the plaid shirt and the jeans, but she had switched the Pikachu slippers for odd socks.
She walked into the research room and put on her own playlist of music at a low level and Dean groaned. "Come on! You wake me up so wonderfully and now we're back to the teeny-bopper crap?" Dean groaned again, before attempting to block his ears and invade Allie's privacy at the same time and then flicking to a photo of her and another man. "Hey! Who is that?" He asked, pointing to the photo accusingly.
Allie sighed and walked over, smacking the back of his head at the same time, "for invading my privacy." She slapped his head again, "for thinking I was cheating on you with my cousin, George." Allie sat in the chair next to him and regained control of her wayward laptop.
"Oh." Dean mumbled before taking a sip of his beer.
"Yeah, 'oh'." Allie started, pointedly ignoring the beer in his hand, they had, had so many fights over his drinking habit that she just shut up about it now, because it always made Dean mad, but she would always try and break it down to him in a nice way, or just remind him.
She took the bottle out of his grip and set it down gently. "Pace yourself, baby." She reminded and he nodded, smiling at her thankfully.
Allie opened up a book and started to read, glancing at Dean every so often to find him unconsciously running his finger around the Mark of Cain.
Sam and Cass had told her about it, since Dean was refusing to, claiming that he wanted to keep her safe, but she knew the significance and she could see what it was doing to him.
He had dark circles under his eyes, he wasn't sleeping well and she knew from first hand experience because with all his tossing and turning, he woke her up and she would try to calm him down. He looked gaunt, which was odd considering he ate like a champion competitive eater, he was pale and he was short-tempered with all four of the gang.
Allie couldn't help but reach over and caress the back of his head, her hand playing with the short strands that stuck up. As he looked up at her and smiled, she did the same, hoping she could hide her sadness and her helplessness. Allie leaned in, conveying what she wanted and Dean reciprocated, and they kissed gently, but it was full of emotion.
Althea Kennedy knew there was a storm coming, and in the middle of it all, was Dean Winchester and the Mark of Cain.