Hello guys! I wrote another chapter for this one, honestly I wanted a decent vacation and what did I get? Hurricane Irma, sucks, thankfully I always travel with my computer and well being in lock up is not so bad if you have internet, My heart went with the people who lost their homes to Irma in the Minor Antilles (Barbuda, Anguilla, St. Martin, British Virgin Islands, and the other islands whose names I can't recall) My mom's family lives in the Dominican Republic, (where I'm at, at the moment, the Caribbean is great!) and we're pretty good so far, no mayor damage where I'm at, just rain and pretty freaky winds, but other than that it's really cool, fucking hurricanes ruining things and destroying things in their path, like rude.
but anyways about this chapter is a lot of Dean and Alex moments and fluff, like you'll see their relationship develop as the two eldest Winchesters and it will be important once we make it to the actual show grounds, and damn Winchesters are damn resourceful, those crazy kids.
Also please do remember that the Winchesters sibling relationship is in no way a complete healthy relationship due to codependency, so I'm trying my best to portray how much these siblings depend on each other and the length of the things that they would do for each other.
Again I think its time to remember you folks that this story will not be Wincest in any way (please do read the previous paragraph again for reference) they're just really close siblings.
And the fact that Alex is a girl does not means that she's any less a Winchester, John doesn't really differentiate between his kids, meaning they all get guns and become badass hunters, cause John ain't got no time for delicate situations.
Anyways, I think that's all for now, enjoy your reading and those of you who live near hurricane hotspots zones stay safe!
Love ya!
A pissed off yet grateful and kind of frustrated vacationer named Alex ;)
1992.
When Dean turned thirteen John took them to a greasy Diner in Michigan. It was a small pit stop as they were actually headed for Minnesota. The Winchesters were having a miserable time with the cold weather, but they braved it with minimum complaint for theirs and John's sake.
During March John chewed them out for almost being killed by a shifter in Virginia. John had left them in a park and went to look for the shifter, a park Ranger had approached the three Winchesters and since it was a ranger the kids had decided to trust him, and almost went with him until John swept in last minute and killed the thing. Dean had gotten the worst of it since he was the oldest, but Alexandra also got some of it since she was supposed to be the smart one, they needed to take care of Sammy.
After the ordeal Alexandra spent two months giving John the silent treatment. It was those small things that reminded him how Mary had been once. He hadn't tried to apologize and decided to give her space; she would talk to him when she was ready. When Sam turned nine they were already in their tenth school of the year. Alexandra was speaking to John again in monosyllables and he had found out that she was a master pickpocket.
In June Sam got his own gun, a .45 after he had told John that he was afraid of the monsters in the closet. They had been visiting Daniel Elkins, Alexandra had glared at John before going to Sam and told him that she and Dean would keep all the monsters in check and there was nothing to worry about.
1992 was also the year in which Dean got introduced into Playboy magazines; Alexandra had spent a whole week with a bored look on her face while Dean hung onto the magazines. Hormones. When Alexandra turned eleven they had been in California, so she had spent it between sulking and staring longing at the beach. They also didn't celebrate Christmas that year.
1993.
When Dean turned fourteen he had a girlfriend, a girl named Katie and went to the movies with her. Alexandra hated the girl on principle, it was one of the plastics girls at school that thought that Dean was 'oh so cool' and felt pity for the little girl in a class full of hormonal teenagers. Alexandra honestly wanted to show them where they could stick their pity.
Middle school was a trippy thing, no one actually dared mess with her thanks partly to Dean, and herself, it was almost a ritual; first few days at school some weird bully tried to pick on her until she brought the bully to his or her knees and asked who was next, her size didn't help much until Dean walked in and asked if anyone had problems with his sister, they somehow made it work and she was somehow respected. No one dared fuck with Dean Winchester's sister, no one. Funny thing was that Alexandra Winchester was actual rage and bitterness compressed in her four feet nine frame.
When Sammy turned ten he had made their current school soccer team, and was really good, he had also been in a play and Dean and Alexandra had gone to see it. That year for Sam's birthday John took them bow hunting with targets, during those months John also managed to drill some self defense classes into Sam and Alexandra, Alexandra, John noticed, was very much like Dean in the hunting aspect. She was quick and he could see that she would be a really good hunter once she grew. What he didn't knew was that Alexandra used her classes to blow some of the steam and resentment that she had accumulated, which was a lot, so much of her blood thirst could be attributed to his parenting.
It was easy to see their differences, Dean was the perfect soldier, always dutiful son, Alexandra was the middle child, the weak girl, angry at the world a rebellious soul loyal to her siblings and while she loved her father he was really far away from the man she had come to love and Sam, the younger child, the one with the easiest life, the one who longed for normalcy.
During that year's summer they visited Bobby. Alexandra was sure that she preferred Bobby to whatever John had become and it was extremely sad and she knew that John was trying to do his best for them, but deep down she knew that she was a really crappy excuse for a father. During that summer Bobby taught her how to throw knifes and how to wield machetes, she had loved that summer, when she turned twelve Bobby had given her a small silver dagger that she could always carry with her, he also had arranged so a female Hunter, Olivia took her shopping for girl's stuff, Alexandra had realized that men were allergic to words like bras and panties, and even more allergic to the mentions of periods.
Olivia had been really helpful and had explained that as hunters, tampons were the way to go, and even though Alexandra hadn't gotten her period yet, Olivia stocked her with enough tampons and nighttime pads to last her several months. Olivia also got her, her first padded bra, telling her that it was important that she knew her size, so she could buy the right size, and also recommended sports bras for difficult hunts.
When November rolled around the Winchesters were once again in Blue Earth visiting Pastor Jim, during that visit Alexandra got some new/used clothes from the church, say Jeans and some faded t-shirts and a leather jacket that was a little big on her but that she had loved since her eyes had fell on it.
Christmas 1993 was spent in Joplin, Missouri. The motel had been actually nice and since Alexandra was a growing lady, John had taken to share a room with the boys and get her a room for her own, Alexandra found John's little detail to be sort of endearing as she loved her space, while Dean complained why he couldn't have a room of his own.
1994.
Dean's fifteen birthday was marked by Dean and Alexandra's first real hunt alongside John, a salt and burn of a grocery store in Pennsylvania. The siblings were ruthless in their hunting and John couldn't be anymore proud, they had recollected information on the ghost and had found the remains in the nearby cemetery, between the two they dug out the bones and burnt them while fighting the angry spirit that refused to leave the mortal plane. They had returned to their motel room covered in small scratches but laughing and recounting their hunt.
For his eleventh birthday Sam asked for a computer and John got him one, a Macintosh Performa. Sam had been over the moon about it and Alexandra had taken one look at the thing and laughed.
"You wait a couple years," she had said ominously, a smile on her face.
Early that summer John dropped them off at Housatonic, Massachusetts. That summer he even hired a nanny named Donna. Donna had been really cool and Alex had loved her immediately, it was nice having female company every once in a while. Donna trimmed her hair and helped her set Sammy's reading list.
"It's been almost two weeks," said Alexandra as she and her brothers sat at a table while Donna attended some clients.
Sam, who had connected his computer to a nearly outlet was promptly ignoring his siblings in favor of exploring the web and broadening his reading list. Dean took a sip of his coke and looked at her.
"He'll be back, besides you can't complain about Donna, you've liked her" he said, Alexandra raised an eyebrow at him and smirked.
"It seems brother dearest that you like her too" she said, Dean turned red and spluttered as she laughed.
"Shut your face, bug!" he said, voice filled with indignation, now Sam was laughing too.
"Awee, Dee wuvs Donna, amirite?" Alexandra asked bumping shoulders with Sam who snickered; Dean rolled his eyes.
"Very mature Alexandra" said Dean, Alexandra stuck her tongue out at him.
"I'm twelve, I think I'm entitled to be immature," she said at the same time that Donna approached their table placing plates of pie in front of them.
"Dig in, I'm sure your father will be here soon, also don't tell him about all the candy" she said winking at them, the three Winchesters smiled at her, they loved Donna.
For her thirteen birthday, Alexandra got two gifts, one from John and the other from mother nature. John had gifted her another gun with her initials on it; she had loved it. Now Mother Nature surprised her a week after her birthday when she woke up covered in blood. Unfortunately for her she had been sharing a bed with Sam that night so he had screamed and she had woken up scared along with Dean and John. Talking about mortifying experiences, Sam was probably traumatized for life as waking up covered in his sister's blood was not an experience that he wanted to have. The four Winchesters had decided to not speak of The Incident, ever.
When the School Year rolled in Alexandra had a new experience in high school, she hated it, as her classmates were even worse than those in middle school, Dean remained her silver lining, When November rolled in the were in their fifth school of the year, a place called McKinley, Alexandra had been in a foul mood for thanksgiving since Sam had accepted the invitation of one of his classmates, she was happy for him, she truly was, but she was also a bit jealous of her younger brother as he made easy friendships with other students while she was stuck up being the brainy kid.
"Lexy?" asked Dean as he walked into their motel room, she looked up from the table where she was doing her homework, Sam had left half an hour ago and she had been alone in the room, Dean sighed and went to sit next to her.
"Where's dad?" she asked, Dean shrugged.
"He's got a lead on the witches so he's probably not coming early" Dean said; Alexandra frowned.
"But he promised Dee, besides weren't you around with that girl, what's her name, Mindy? Cindy? Lindy?" she said, Dean ran a hand across his face.
"Stacey, and no, I decided to come, I mean Sam went to that girl's house, couldn't leave my best girl alone" he said pulling her into a hug, she hugged him back, a smile on her face.
"Thanks Dee" she said into his chest.
"No problem Bug, now why don't we go to that dinner down the street and have ourselves a thanksgiving? They ought to have pie tonight" he asked, she looked up at him and smiled.
"I'll go get my jacket!" she said standing; Dean chuckled as he waited for her.
When December rolled in they were in Washington, the state, as John was hunting a Wendigo, Alexandra had hated the town as soon as they had stepped in, the weather was horrible and their time there had concurred with her period so she was in pain and slightly bit hormonal. When Christmas rolled they were on their way to Ohio for another one of John's hunts, they spent the whole day in the Impala.
1995.
In January they learned about the existence of werewolves a particular hunt leading them to Montana, Dean had turned sixteen and John had taken him and Alexandra on a hunt while Sam stayed behind in the motel, Alexandra had fretted until Sam told her that he was with his imaginary friend Sully, of course Sam had wanted to go but John had deemed him too young for a werewolf hunt. Alexandra wondered if sometimes John forgot that she was not Dean's age.
John had armed them with bows and arrows with silver heads, they had wandered into the woods to a small cabin and had been jumped by four werewolves, Alexandra and made a clean shot to one of the werewolves head while Dean shot two of them straight in the heart while John took out the other, Alexandra had fired another arrow to the heart of the werewolf she got, just in case, better to be safe than sorry, when they returned to their room Alexandra had suffered through the pains of John stitching a wound on her shoulder where a wolf had scratched her, she had also taken her first shot of whiskey that day so she could deal with the pain.
April found the Winchesters in Oklahoma, things were tense as Sam had been arguing with John lately neither of them wanting to put their feet down, Dean tried his best to act as a mediator while Alexandra had taken to watch the discussions with a bored expression, she loved her father, she truly did, but he was pretty inconsiderate and stubborn when he wanted to be. In Oklahoma John had been hunting a Rugaru and had left the kids with money that was supposed to last them for a week, until Dean had decided to go to a poker game with some of the guys from School.
Dean never returned from the game and Alexandra was forced to call John in the middle of his hunt.
"Where's Dean?" she asked as she saw John walk through the door, Sam lifted his head from his computer to look at his father.
"He got lost in a hunt" said John gruffly, Alexandra raised an eyebrow.
"And are you not going to get him?" asked Sam from the table.
"Yes, first I need to get you two to Bobby's, go pack" John ordered, Sam looked at Alexandra who was eyeing John distrustfully "Sammy go" John said and Sam walked into the adjourned room.
"He was not hunting" said Alexandra accusingly, glaring at John. "Dad, where is Dean?" she pressed, John looked at her and she could see that he was angry.
"Your brother got himself in trouble, he will take this experience as something to learn from" John said refusing to say any more.
"You can't just leave Dean somewhere, he's your son," she said standing from the couch and standing in front of John, she now stood to a respectable 5'4, which was tall for her age.
"And I'm your father and said that he's staying, don't make me ground you too" he said raising his voice; Alexandra glared at him.
"And what are you going to do? Leave me stranded in some state place until I learn my lesson?" she asked daringly.
"What your tone Alexandra, I'm your father" he said, she glared once more at him and went to her room to pack.
Nine hours later Alexandra and Sam were being dropped at Bobby's by John who immediately took off, Alexandra hadn't said a word since their discussion, not to him nor to Sam. Bobby had been happy to see the kids until he realized that Dean was missing and that Alexandra was not speaking, two weeks later Alexandra had gathered enough money and had investigated enough to find where Dean (harass Bobby until he told her) was. Several busses later and help from a whiskey colored eyed stranger, Alexandra had made it to Hurleyville after swearing Bobby and Sam to secrecy.
She made it to Sonny's Home for Boys at night, she had walked from the bus station as was tired, but she needed to see her brother, she needed to know that he was fine. She had walked to up to the house and rang the doorbell; a man with a funny mustache answered the door looking strangely at her.
"How can I help you miss?" he asked.
"I want to see my brother" she said looking at him as if daring him to say no.
"Your brother?" the man, who she supposed was Sonny asked a lit surprised, she nodded.
"His name is Dean, Dean Winchester, I was told that he was here" she said trying to sound older than she was, Sonny raised an eyebrow at her.
"Are you here alone? Kid it's almost midnight" Sonny said leading her into the house, she walked past him and went to sit on the nearest couch.
"I just want to see my brother Mister," she said, Sonny sighed and realized that she kind of looked like the Dean kid.
"Right, stay there and wait until I get him" he said, she nodded at him.
Sonny stepped out of the living the room debating whether to call the cops or not, the girl was probably no older than fourteen and had arrived alone, at midnight; he ran a hand through his face and decided to get Dean first. The Winchester boy was sleeping soundly when Sonny stepped into the room.
"Kid" Sonny said shaking Dean, who woke up immediately.
"What's wrong?" Dean asked groggily.
"There's a girl looking for you, say she's your sister" he said and Dean immediately was awake and alert, the kid swore under his breath and stood and followed Sonny back to the living the room where the girl was waiting.
Upon seeing her brother Alexandra stood from the couch and ran to him gathering him in a crushing hug, Dean hugged her back a bit dazed and wondering why the hell she was there.
"Bug, what the fuck are you doing here?" he asked once she stopped hugging him, her eyes were teary.
"Dad was being an asshole," she said crossing her arms; Dean raised an eyebrow.
"Is he here?" Dean asked; she shook her head.
"He dropped me and Sammy at Uncle Bobby's when you didn't came back, I'm not talking to him," she explained; Dean frowned.
"Oh Bug, what did you do?"
"I called him out on his bullshit, he refused to tell me what happened so I got uncle Bobby to ask"
Sonny was watching the weird exchange with a frown on his face.
"Uncle Bobby knows you're here?" Dean asked in disbelief, she nodded.
"I'm not stupid, of course he knows, besides who'd you think gave me money for the buses? Dad? Don't think so" she said an annoyed expression on her face.
"Okay, and what do you plan to do now, you saw me, now what?" Dean asked, Alexandra tilted her head to the side.
"You're not in danger here?" she asked and Dean smiled at her.
"Not really" she shrugged.
"I'll guess I'll go back to Uncle Bobby's and tell him you're fine" she said, Sonny took that moment to pipe in.
"Maybe I can drive her to your uncle" he offered, the siblings laughed.
"Do you really want to drive to South Dakota?" Dean asked and Sonny's eyes widened.
"Your uncle let a kid travel from South Dakota, alone?" he asked, Alexandra glared at him.
"As if uncle Bobby could stop me," she said and Dean laughed.
"Don't question it Sonny, can she stay the night?" Dean asked, Sonny looked at the siblings.
"I suppose" he said and both siblings grinned at him, he could see that they really looked alike, all green eyes and freckles "Right, off to bed with you too" he said, Dean took Alexandra's bag from her and led her to his room, he offered her the bed and grabbed a pillow and blanket, Sonny watched as the siblings got ready for bed, it seemed to him that sharing beds was not a foreign concept for them and for once he wondered just how was their lifestyle.
Next morning Dean had gone down for breakfast with Alexandra trailing behind him, Sonny had taken a double take at the girl before remembering that she had arrived at midnight looking for her brother. Dean served her a plate and sat next to her at the table, the other boys of the Home staring at the girl with confused glances, after breakfast Sonny called the siblings to the living room.
"I arranged a way back for you" he told the girl, she looked at Dean and then at him and nodded "Elizabeth a friend of mine will drive you to the airport and get you on a plane"
"Thank you Mister Sonny," she said, Dean smiled at him.
"Thanks man"
"No problem, that one is a keeper" Sonny said with a small smile, Alexandra and Dean exchanged glances and smiled.
They said goodbye to each other as Dean could not leave because of the charges, he made her promise not to run off alone and to take care of Sam, she nodded and told him that Sam was fine with Uncle Bobby and Dean ruffled her hair, they hugged again before she got into the car, Dean standing in the porch until it faded from sight.
"Interesting kid you've got there" said Sonny as they walked back in, Dean snorted.
"She's like that, hot headed a firecracker" Dean said a fond look on his face.
"Siblings like that are a blessing" said Sonny, Dean nodded.
"Sometimes I'm afraid of what she would do for me, then I remember that I would do the same for her" Dean said looking at Sonny, Sonny smiled at him.
"You're not a bad kid Dean"
It was one month three weeks until Dean saw his family again, John Winchester had the worst possible timing ever, but seeing Alexandra and Sammy in the backseat Dean knew that he couldn't stay. Alexandra had hugged him when she saw him and congratulated him on his wrestling championship, she started telling him about all that she had learned while at Bobby's, he had taught her how to fire a rifle and he had somehow gotten a volleyball too, she had also made the Cheerleading squad in the school that she and Sam had been attending.
"Cheerleader, really Lexy?" Dean asked; she shrugged.
"I needed to do something and Uncle Bobby suggested an extracurricular, Cheerleading seemed like the only option, Sammy joined the soccer team, he's really good," she had told him when they had stopped in a motel for the night and John had gone out for a drink, Sam was sleeping in the adjourning room. "Uncle Bobby even gifted me the uniform, it was red and matched my favorite hairband," she said.
"I'm glad you liked it Bug" he said a small smile on his face, "By the way Sonny said that you were a little crazy for traveling half the country alone"
"You would have done the same, actually you wouldn't have left without me" she said, Dean frowned.
"You're just a kid Lexy, you couldn't have done anything but I really appreciated the concern" Dean said with a smile, Alexandra smiled at him.
"We're a team, right?" she asked, Dean grinned.
"The best team"
The rest of the year passed with minor to none changes, Alexandra turned fourteen and she and John were on speaking terms, he had gotten her a cellphone, it had been one of those rare days in which they got along perfectly, apart from the cellphone they had gone to a father-daughter hunt leaving Sam and Dean behind at the motel room.
John loved his children, he really did and he couldn't really ask more of Dean and Alexandra, his all star and his firecracker, it had been so long since he had said or thought about his eldest kids as other than hunters, but listening to his daughter laugh and have fun while hunting brought a smile to his face, he saw her long hair that had been braided and remembered when she was four and was totally against cutting it, still was, as John had wanted, Dean usually was the one who braided it for her when they were kids, probably still did. She had been wearing a red hairband and an intricate braid, she was wearing a Metallica shirt that he was sure had belonged to Dean at some point and the leather jacket that she'd grown into, she reminded him of himself at that age, and she was the one who looked the most like him, Dean and Sam took after Mary, she was John, save for her eyes, she and Dean had green eyes like John's mother. It had been a good birthday.
In November Sam's soccer team won the championship and Sam got to keep the trophy, they had celebrated at a pizza joint. Unfortunately for Sam they left that town after the game, Sam had been mad at John and so had escaped for two weeks. He had been in Flagstaff, Arizona at the time, Alexandra and Dean had gotten chewed by John for loosing Sammy thing that soured their moods notably, Alexandra going so far as to spend Christmas with Bobby in Sioux Falls.
