Alexandra woke up to the familiar sound of boots stomping against thin carpet and a duffel bag being zipped. She shifted slightly and brought up a fist to rub at her eyes.
"D'n?" she moaned, still half asleep. The stomping stopped for a minute and then got closer to the bedside. She heard him sigh and then his warm breath on her forehead.
"Time to wake up sweetheart", he told her. At the thought of getting up Alex scrunched up her nose and tried to turn away, but Dean held her arm and rolled her back to face him.
"Uh uh" he whispered, "We have to go now, come on". Alex opened up her eyes and looked up at her brother. At only 26 he looked tired Alex knew this look, she recognized the lines that appeared on his face when he became worried or apprehensive. These days she had been seeing these lines more then normal. The usual carefree chuckle that creased his face hadn't been seen in days and Alex was starting to get worried. She hadn't told Dean but she was trying extra hard to be good. That's what daddy would want. He would always say that, 'daddy has to go on a trip for work Alexandra, be good', 'I have to leave for a couple days Alex but I'll be back soon, listen to dean and be good for daddy ok?' Daddy had been gone for a really long time. Dean kept telling her that he would be back soon but months had gone by and Alex hadn't heard a word. Maybe if she were extra good he would come back.
Alex threw back the sheets as she sat up in bed and rubbed her eyes with her fists. Looking up at dean, who had gone back to packing his bag, Alex spoke in a tired, raspy voice.
"Where are we going?" Dean glanced at her and but continued to pack her bag as if he hadn't heard her.
"Dean?" She asked again, still with no response.
Alex thought about asking the question that she really wanted answered.
Swinging her legs on the bed she couldn't help but ask, "Are we gonna go find daddy?" Dean sighed. She had been on his case about the whereabouts of their father since the day that he left. It was natural for her to worry about him but Alex had begun to notice Dean's apprehension and he knew that she understood that something was wrong. If that was not bad enough, Dean was running out of excuses to tell her. But even more than that Dean was worried to tell her the true reason behind their sudden departure. If she found out Dean was sure that the detriment would be nothing short of detrimental.
Rubbing the bridge of his nose Dean made what he felt was the best decision, "Uh yeah," he answered her, "we're going to see daddy".