Dean felt extremely old. His oldest had graduated high school. It felt like only yesterday that she was drawing the very monsters that she was now hunting on a weekly basis. Her grandfather would be proud, he thought.

But Dean was actually surprised that she got to graduate with her class. Alex had missed so many days of school because she was off hunting. He always felt a pang of guilt when he thought about this. Was he the reason she barely had any friends? Because he took her off hunting all the time?

He shook the thought from his head as he stepped inside the TARDIS where everyone, including his daughter, was waiting to take off to a planet that the Doctor said was "complete paradise." Alex deserved it. She hadn't traveled with the Time Lord in years because of her busy schedule.

"Off we go!" the Doctor said enthusiastically, flipping a switch that made the blue box take off with a bumpy start. "You are so lucky you're done with school," Liam said to his cousin. He was just a junior but, like his father, he had the brains of a college freshman.

"Well, you better get used to school life. Aren't you planning on going to Stanford?" Alex responded. "Yep," he said, shaking his shaggy, brown hair from his eyes, "just like dad. What about you?" "Family business...just like dad," she said.

Liam was always torn between going to college and becoming a hunter. Exactly like Sam was at his age. He always knew he wanted to be a medical man, even if he did choose to be a hunter. He wanted to help mend the wounded because he never did like violence. But he knew that if he did become a hunter. He would have to go out on the battlefield sooner or later.

"Alex, I'm so proud of you!" Clara said as she gave her niece a very tight hug. "Thanks," she said happily, for the umpteenth time that day. "So how's the best day of your life so far?" she asked. "Ummm..."

Alex was at a loss for words. It wasn't the best day of her life. It might've been if her angel had been there. But he wasn't. She couldn't understand why. She had tried dreaming about him, tried calling out to him, even prayed to God to send him down; she hadn't seen him in 2 years. Ever since the night he had saved her life on her first hunt. She was actually starting to get a little frustrated with him.

So she just lied to her aunt. "It's been great. The best day of my life," she sighed.