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Alex.

1988.

January was a very hectic month for the Winchester children, John was again moving them around every week, Dean and Alexandra, by the time Dean had turned nine, had been to three different schools. They had also met Bobby Singer as John made a stop in Sioux Falls. That year they had also carved their initials in the Impala with one of John's old knifes.

Bobby Singer had taken one look at the children and had decided that he needed to try and floor John Winchester, if only for a while. He offered to take the children in while John hunted; the man had a little girl that was an expert marksman at six, it was wrong at so many levels. Bobby had taken to observe the interaction between the siblings, the silent conversation between the green eyed elder siblings, the way they always kept their younger brother in their line of sight, the way they rarely complained. Bobby didn't have a conventional childhood himself, but he knew that the way the Winchesters acted was not common children behavior.

He managed to convince John to stay in the area until April, Spring Break for the elder siblings. Bobby was surprised by the smart six year old; the girl was probably one of those gifted children and even with the skipped grades Bobby knew that she wouldn't have the future she deserved.

"Uncle Bobby!" said Alexandra running into his study, he dropped the book he was reading.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

"Sammy and Dean were playing superheroes in the shed and they jumped, and Sammy broke his arm and Dean took his bike and said that he was going to take him to the hospital, but Sammy's hurt Uncle Bobby" she said, her voice fast and faltering, in that moment Bobby realized that no matter how smart or gifted the kid was, she was still a kid.

He stood immediately and led her to his car so they could catch her siblings on the road. When he found Dean and Sam on the road he had to convince Dean that he was not in trouble, then he had to cram the boy's bike in the backseat along with the kids. A rather disturbing trip to the ER and ice cream later found Bobby sitting on his porch surrounded by the Winchester children while he read them an old lore book, they knew enough Latin as John had been teaching them about Hunting in his spare time.

John left in April with the children; he was headed for Wisconsin, a Shtriga had been sighted and John was going to hunt it. Bobby had tried to tell him to leave the kids behind, but he couldn't make decisions for John. So they left. May found them in Wisconsin, and Sammy had a very interesting birthday that year.

John had just finished telling Dean that he would be back on Sunday night. Alexandra was watching their interaction from the couch were she was sitting with Sammy watching cartoons.

"And if I'm not back Sunday night?" John asked grabbing his duffel.

"Call Pastor Jim" answered Dean dutifully; John nodded and went for the door.

"Close the windows, the shades, lock the doors, and most important?"

"Watch out for Sammy" Dean said glancing to his siblings, then back at John "I know"

"Alex?" John called over Dean.

"I know" she said, John then headed out the door and Dean went to lock it.

Alexandra stood from the couch and went to sit by Dean on the table. They spent the weekend in relative silence, Alexandra and Dean taking turns at cooking and at entertaining Sammy. Alexandra even managed to convince Sammy to eat Spaghettios with her so Dean could have the last of the Lucky Charms.

"Where are you going?" Alexandra asked Dean as she saw him walk towards the door, Dean turned around.

"I'm going to go to the Arcade for a while, just a little bit." He said; Alexandra frowned.

"But what if the monster comes?" she said, Dean smiled at her.

"Then you'll have to become Wonder Woman and save Sammy" Dean said, Alexandra rolled her eyes at him.

"Fine" she said as Dean went out, she looked at Sammy "How does a sleepover here in the living room sounds Sammy?" she asked, Sam grinned at her.

"Wicked"

She went into the room and picked all the pillows and blankets bringing then back to the living room. She had a feeling that somehow she had seen everything before, a sense of what her last teacher Mrs. Simmons had explained as a Déjà vu. She placed the blankets and pillows in front of the TV and Sammy helped her made a fort, she grabbed the gun that John had left behind and sat outside the fort as Sammy slept.

It was an hour afterwards that she heard a noise, she stood slowly positioning herself between the door and Sammy cradling the gun close, the noise came from the room, she eyed Sammy's fort and raised her gun slowly pointing at the door, her entire frame was trembling and she wasn't sure that she could really shoot whatever or whoever was inside the room, but she was Wonder Woman, Dean had said so, and she needed to keep Sammy safe, that's how teams worked.

The door started opening, a wiry hand pulling it open, Alexandra could feel her eyes tearing up as she cocked the gun, her little heart beating erratically inside her chest. She took a step back as the door opened a little more and a black figure stepped into view, Dean took that moment to walk into the room and was stunned into silence as he saw the black hooded figure standing by the door and Alexandra trembling with the gun.

The three of them stared at each other, monster, Alexandra and Dean, neither daring to move until John suddenly barged into the room shooting at the monster, who ran into the room and made its way out of the window while John kept shooting at it. Back in the living room Alexandra let go of the gun falling onto the floor while Sammy poked his head out of the fort, awaken by the noise.

"What happened?" asked John as he walked back into the living room; Alexandra exchanged worried glances with Dean.

"We made a fort" she said, voice trembling, "And we needed ice, so Dean went to get some" John looked at the mess of pillows and blankets and then at Dean who was standing by the table, his face pale.

"Ice?" he asked before looking at Dean "I told you not to let Sammy out of your sight"

"It wasn't his fault Daddy!" said Alexandra using the moniker that she had long since given up on using.

"What?" John asked turning back to her.

"I wanted the ice, 'cause the milk was warm and it was dark outside so I told Dean to go get it, Sammy was with me," she pressed and John looked at Dean anxiously waiting for Dean to talk.

"I couldn't find the ice," said Dean finally "So I came back, and the thing was there"

"I was scared," said Alexandra as tears rolled down her face, John sighed running a hand through his face.

"Pack up, let's go," he decided to say, Alexandra and Dean snapped into action looking for their bags.

An hour later he was dropping them at Pastor Jim's so he could continue hunting the Shtriga. Pastor Jim led them to the room they shared whenever they visited, Sammy was out as soon as his head hit the pillow, while Alexandra and Dean stayed silent until they heard Pastor Jim going back to sleep.

"Why did you lie to dad?" asked Dean after a while, Alexandra looked at him and shrugged.

"He was going to be mad at you, we're a team, remember?" she said, a small smile on her face, Dean smiled at her.

"Yeah, we're a team" he said before they fell asleep nestled against Sammy.

August found them back in Sioux Falls where Bobby had gotten a small store cake for Alexandra and the boys; they celebrated while John was out hunting a Jiangshi. That year John didn't buy Alexandra the usual hair bow, but rather forgot altogether. Or that it seemed, but there was an entry on his Journal stating that Alexandra had turned seven. That year Dean got her a red hairband that he had probably stolen from a small store several months before, the red hairband contrasted greatly against her dark hair and brought out her eyes, or at least that was what Bobby thought.

The year continued in the same fashion, with the Winchesters moving around the country and living in motel rooms. Alexandra and Dean were now used to being the New Kids and actually made bets on how long they would stay in the same town based on whatever John was hunting at the time. That year they also discovered that the way to cut Alexandra's hair without actually ruining it was to braid it and cut the length that they wanted out of the braid, not that Alexandra allowed Dean to cut much anyways as her hair had become the only thing that helped her feel like a girl, as she was always dressed in hers and Dean's t-shirts, or even Sammy's and some jeans and sneakers. They also gave up on Christmas that year, no matter how Alexandra loved the holiday.

1989.

The New Year brought Dean's tenth birthday and several new schools. They actually spent Dean's birthday at Bobby's, and Bobby decided to take Dean to a field to play catch instead of the shooting practice that John had suggested. Alexandra had watched them playing from a spot on the ground where she was sitting with Sammy.

When Sammy turned six, they were somewhere in New Mexico. They spent the day locked in a motel room watching cartoons and eating lollipops that Alexandra had stolen from a convenience store.

When summer came John had driven them to Blue Earth and got them in a day camp near Pastor Jim's, it had been the most fun two weeks of their lives. Sammy even got to interact with kids his age and Alexandra got to play with other girls and Dean got to do canoeing. That until some trickster spirits decided to end their fun, it had not been the spirits fault, the people from the camp had been expanding their area and had destroyed some pictographs and the spirits were enraged and had started killing people. John, Pastor Jim and a man called Joey managed to appease the spirits, but the Winchesters got pulled out of the camp.

Brightside was that they got to spend the remainder of that summer in Blue Earth, going as far to spend the Fourth of July in a tent out in Pastor Jim's backyard. Alexandra even got to spend her eight birthday in Blue Earth with Pastor Jim and some of the kids from Sunday school. Two days after her birthday the Winchesters moved to Goshen, NY while John tracked a Bäckahästen.

"How did mom die?" asked Sammy getting the attention of his two siblings, identical green eyes looked at him frowning, It was November the second, six years since Mary had died. Alexandra and Dean exchanged glances.

"In a fire" Alexandra answered, her voice careful, Dean was looking at her then at Sammy.

"Our old house caught fire and mom couldn't get out" he said slowly, Sammy frowned.

"Why couldn't she get out?" he insisted, Alexandra and Dean were having a silent conversation, not that they knew much about what had happened that night, they had seen their mother pinned to the ceiling and then John had placed Sammy into Dean's arms and told them to run, Alexandra's memories were much more blurrier than Dean's since she had been younger and the events afterwards were blurry too.

"She stayed behind, saving dad" Alexandra decided to say and Dean nodded, there was no other explanation that they could offer and Sammy had seemed placated by their answers.

John observed their conversation from the motel room table, wanting to say something, but refraining knowing that anything that he could have said would have made the situation worse.

1990.

The year started with John going to Windom, Minnesota and leaving the kids with Bobby, not that they minded much as they loved being with their uncle Bobby. John returned in time for Dean's eleventh birthday and got him a gun, a Seecamp LWS .32 that Dean immediately pocketed while Bobby watched with a concerned face. John then had looked at Alexandra and had promised that once she turned eleven she could have a gun too. The girl had nodded and had returned to her homework, ignoring her father for the time being.

Sammy turned seven and Alexandra turned nine and life continued for the Winchesters. That year John did spend Christmas with them and even bought them gifts, ammo for Dean, a hair bow for Alex and a book for Sammy, they made him a card. It had been the nicest Christmas that they had in years.

1991.

They started the year in a Cherokee camp; John was investigating a strange ritual and had let the kids come with him. Alexandra had talked to the women of the tribe while Dean and Sammy had spent their entire time with John. They were then returned to the motel room that had been their home for the past few weeks while John went to take out a nest of Succubi. After taking out the nest they moved again, down to Albuquerque.

Dean turned twelve while living in Albuquerque, he and Alexandra were enjoying sixth grade as John had rented a small house and had decided that they were to stay there for a couple of months. While staying in Albuquerque, Alexandra took a liking to a teacher called Mrs. Trenton, and old lady that taught literature, while Sammy took liking to a younger teacher called Ms. Lyle, dean had joined the school's baseball team and was planning on actually playing during the spring.

"Now, it must be very hard for you to be nine and in sixth year, right?" asked Mrs. Trenton while Alexandra read one of the books that she had suggested, the green eyes girl looked up and shrugged.

"I got used to it, and I have Dean" she answered; Mrs. Trenton nodded.

"And life at home, is it good?" asked the teacher, Alexandra nodded again, she knew that Mrs. Trenton meant well but she didn't really like talking about her living situation, ever. "Does your father know what it entails to raise a young lady?"

"Excuse me?" asked Alexandra, Mrs. Trenton smiled knowingly.

"You are a smart girl Alexandra, but there are some things that go beyond the academics, my son Robert had to raise his girl alone, Emily his wife died from cancer, and Robert didn't knew a thing about raising Rory"

"Rory?" asked Alexandra as she closed her book and looked at Mrs. Trenton.

"Aurora, my granddaughter, dear" she explained "Girls are really special to raise Alexandra, have your father talked to you about periods?"

"Periods?" Alexandra asked suddenly remembering something regarding blood and discomfort, she knew that she somehow had an idea of what a period was, but the idea seemed so far away in her mind.

"When a girl turns a certain age her body changes, you are nine, yes but your body will change someday, actually many girls in your class could be going through their first periods" Mrs. Trenton explained, Alexandra frowned.

"Does it has to do with blood?" she asked and Mrs. Trenton smiled.

"Maybe you have read about it somewhere" she said standing from her chair, the old lady went to her book case and retrieved a pink book "Maybe this will serve you now" Alexandra, who had never owned something pink in her life eyed the book warily, Mrs. Trenton laughed at Alexandra's expression "It's just a book dear, it wont bite you, Rory is all grown now she has no use for this book, but you might" Mrs. Trenton said, Alexandra took the book sheepishly and Mrs. Trenton smiled again "A gift"

"Thank you Mrs. Trenton" said Alexandra holding the book to her chest.

In 1991 in the small room that she shared with Sam and Dean Alexandra Winchester relearned everything about periods and birth and everything related to whatever changes her body would go through. In 1991 Alexandra Winchester also approached her father demanding that he bought her training bras, John Winchester had been stunned to silence for a moment then he had called Mrs. Trenton so the old woman would help Alexandra sort her girl's stuff out.

Mrs. Trenton had taken Alexandra shopping and for a decent trim of her hair, the first and only decent trim that Alexandra got in her childhood. Afterwards Mrs. Trenton had bought her ice cream and had given her a copy of The Little Prince. Alexandra had smiled at the sight of the book, it was her favorite book, or had been, or would be.

Their downtime in Albuquerque came to an end abruptly after Ms. Lyle had tried to kidnap Sam; and Dean and Alexandra had to shoot the woman and save both John and Sam, John had been proud of his kids. After the ordeal they had packed up their things and hit the road towards Sioux Falls. John had also given the kids an earful after he had seen Sam talk to a stranger.

They had planned to stay in Sioux Falls until something happened with John and two hunters, a man named Silas, who had died, ripped to pieces, after talking to Sam and a guy named Anderson, a hunter, who was hunting Sam. At the end Dean had shot Anderson while Alexandra had shot one of the men that were with him while John killed the other two. They had been on the run since then, never staying in a place for more than two weeks, Sam turned eight while in Arkansas; Alexandra turned ten while in Tennessee, and got her own gun a year early.

Christmas 1991 had been memorable for them; John had left them in a motel room in Nebraska while John was on a hunt two hundred miles away from them. That year Alexandra and Dean had similar ideas and had gotten out the night before Christmas and stolen several toys from houses near their motel, they had opened the gifts with mild surprise, there was a collection Barbie and a baton, there was also a fire truck in the gifts that Alexandra had stolen, Sam had seen right through his siblings and had gifted them, Dean with the amulet than one day would become known as the Samulet and he had given Alexandra a charm in the form of a pentagram for the bracelet that she always wore along with her leather band, they couldn't really remember how they had gotten the leather bands with their initials but they always wore them