A/N i don't own anyone you recognize, no beta so mistakes are mine, and i REALLY enjoyed writing this, mostly because i've had writers block for a while and this chapter just kinda flowed out...so...PLZ REVIEW
Alex took a breath when they landed, preparing to enter the motel room. She didn't know how the Winchesters would react to her new look. She was mostly worried about how Dean would react. She looked...different. They were subtle differences, but still, they were differences. And, she looked at least 9 years older. She looked down at the clothes Castiel had bought her. A plain white tank top with black skinny jeans. She pursed her lips, nodding her head.
Castiel looked at her, "are you ready?" Alex sighed, "ready as I'll ever be. Let's just get this over with." Castiel nodded, "I will go in first and explain the differences in your apperence." Alex stood by the Impala, watching Castiel walk into the motel.
Dean looked up when the door opened, "Cas, where the hell have you been? And where's Alex?" Castiel looked at Dean, "I was with Alex and Gabriel, completing her training." Dean looked like he was about to argue, but Castiel held up a hand, "She looks different. More celestial then before, and...older. She needed a bigger body to accomidate the wings." Dean looked at him in shock.
Castiel moved over to the window, moving the curtin slightly. "Cas, wha-" He stopped abruptly when Alex stepped into the room. His mouth hung open, and Sam closed it. Castiel looked sharply at him. "keep it in your pants, Winchester," he said, danger seeping into his voice. Dean snapped out of his trance, his mouth turning up in a grin, "Don't worry, Cas, I won't do anything." Alex looked at him, smiling slightly.
"So, Winchesters," Alex said, "I betcha I could kick your ass now." Dean raised his eyebrows at her, "Oh yeah? Bring it!" Alex giggled and jumped on him, pushing him on the ground. She grabbed Sam's leg and pulled him down with them. "C'mon Cas!" Alex called, her arm being pulled behind her by Sam, and being put in a headlock by Dean. Castiel laughed, and decided to once, just this once, play this game with them.
Dean woke up with a groan. His arms ached from the night before. He sat up, stretching his back. He looked up at both beds. Sam slept peacefully, and Dean swears the man could sleep through a tornado. Alex was curled up in a ball, her eyes closed, but Dean was sure she wasn't asleep.
"Alex," he whispered, standing up. When she didn't stir, he tried again, poking her this time. Alex opened her eyes, "why, hello Dean, pleasure seeing you up so early." Dean considered saying something sarcastic back, but decided against it. "C'mon, let's go take a ride in the Impala." Alex's eyes sparkled, "Yeah!"
Alex jumped out of bed, grabbing her clothes. Dean looked suprised as she pulled off her shirt in front of him, pulling on the other one. Alex rolled her eyes, "Let's go." Dean nodded, grabbing the keys. They slipped out the door quietly, leaving a note in case Sam woke up.
Alex climbed into the passengers seat, giggling. Dean yawned, turning on the car. Alex turned to him, "So, where we goin'?" Dean shrugged, "I dunno." Alex nodded, then got really excited, "Let's go to the park!" Dean looked at her strangely. "I love the park," she said, pulling the door closed. Dean smiled, "the park it is." Alex laughed, pushing Dean's shoulder slightly.
Alex ran out on the grass, then fell down and laughed, "C'mon Dean!" Dean laughed with her, and she pulled him down next to her. They laughed again. Alex leaned on one arm and put a hand on Dean's chest. Dean looked up at her, his smile slipping from his face. Alex looked back down at him seriously, leaning down slightly. Dean pushed his head up just a little, and their lips met. Dean kissed Alex, and Alex kissed back. It was a slow kiss, and full of feelings.
Suddenly, Alex jumped back. "I-I, I uh," She stammered, breathing hard. Dean sat up. "We should probably go back to the motel, Sam's probly awake by now," he said nervously. Alex nodded, "I'll fly, I could use the exercise anyway." Dean smiled nervously, "Yeah, that'd be good." Alex smiled at him, her eyes playful, "See ya." She disapeared. Dean looked at the spot she was, shook his head, and collapsed back on the grass.
Sam looked up when he heard the rustle of wings, "Hey Alex, where's Dean?" Alex shrugged, "I don't know, I'm not his keeper." Sam rolled his eyes. The door opened, and Dean walked in, tossing his keys on the table. Dean collapsed on the bed, sighing. "Where were you?" Sam looked curious. Dean looked at Alex, then back at Sam. "I was at the bar, Sam," he said, closing his eyes, "Now shut up and let me sleep."
Alex stuck her tounge out at him and Sam rolled his eyes again. Alex smirked and walked into the bathroom. She looked at her reflection. She was pretty, by all means. She took the knife she kept in her pocket out. She check to see if she had locked the door, then looked back at the knife. She took at deep breath, then sliced the knife through the skin of her arm.
Castiel looked up from where he sat in the building Gabriel had taken Alex. He felt a sharp pain through his arm, and looked at it. There was a red welt there, running diagnally from the left edge of the crease of his elbow, to the right of his wrist. He tilted his head sideways. He should go to Alex to see if she was alright. He nodded, making up his mind, and unfolded his wings, preparing for flight.
Castiel: I wonder what this is
Dean: OMG, WTF, HOLY CRAP, IM DEAD
Sam: I wonder what's taking Alex so long in the bathroom
Alex: *shivers* ow
A/N Yes, cuz I luv suspense...you like it? or no?