Back in Black

Water under the bridge

We decided to go back to the bridge to investigate more. "We can meet at whatever motel you guys want to go to, then I'll ride with you guys to the bridge." I said. Sammy nodded.

"Sounds good." Dean agreed. We paid and left to go drop my car off at the motel and I got into the back seat.We were listening to Metallica almost the whole way there. He stopped the car and we all got out. The boys went to the edge of the bridge. "So this is where she took the swan dive, huh?"

"What do you mean?"

"Constance Welch jumped off the bridge after her children drowned in the bathtub, remember?" Sammy explained.

"I'll be right back, I want to go check out the road coming up to the bridge." I was only gone a few minutes when I heard the boys arguing.

"You can pretend all you want, Sammy. But sooner or later you're gonna have to face up to who you really are." Dean said loudly.

"And who's that?" Sammy asked.

"You're one of us." Dean answered.

"No, I'm not like you. This is not going to be my life." Sammy replied, irritated.

"Well, you have a responsibility."

"To Dad? And his crusade? If it weren't for pictures, I wouldn't even know what Mom looks like." He paused. "And what difference would it make? Even if we do find the thing that killed her, Mom's gone. And she isn't coming back." I started to walk back over towards them.

"Don't talk about her like that." Dean slammed Sammy into the bridge. I got to them and put my hand on Dean's shoulder.

"Boys, st-" I started.

"Guys." Dean said, getting our attention. Both Sammy and I went over to him. There she was. The woman in white, standing on the edge of the bridge. She suddenly jumped off. As soon as her feet left the bridge, Sammy and Dean ran over there. I followed them closely. "Where'd she go?" Dean asked.

"I don't know." Sammy replied.

Then the headlights on the Impala turned on, and the engine was running.

"What the.."

"Dean, who...?"I started. He held up his keys.

"Well, crap."

"Dean? Lex? Go! Go!" Sammy shouted. The boys ran one way, I went the other. The Impala edged towards the boys, but not before they jumped over the railing, which is when it immediately stopped. Sammy barely missed it and was hanging off the edge, but Dean went straight over.

"DEAN!!" I screamed, rushing over to try to find him. Sammy was shouting too. We finally saw him, covered head-to-toe in mud.

"Hey! Are you alright?" Sammy shouted. He held his hand up in an ok sign.

"Super." He replied. Sammy went to go help Dean while I went to look if the shit she pulled hurt the Impala. I opened the hood and Dean was running towards me. "Hey, you don't know what you're doing." He said, smacking my hands away. I sighed.

"Dean, don't you ever do that again." I said in between gritted teeth. "You are going to get freaking mud all over everything. Now back the hell off while I take a look." He was about to say something. "No. Suffer in silence." I snapped. I checked everything over, and there was no damage.

"Your car all right?" Sammy asked Dean. Sammy went to go check downstream for stuff. Dean looked at me as I nodded.

"Yeah, whatever she did to it, seems all right now." I said.

"That Constance chick, what a bitch!" Dean yelled into the air.

"Well, she doesn't want us digging around, that's for sure." Sammy commented.

"So where's the job go from here, Genius?" Dean didn't answer, only throwing his arms up in exasperation.

Once we decided to leave, he tossed me the keys to the Impala. He was covered in mud. I giggled as he drew nearer.

"You smell like a toilet." Sammy commented. When Dean got relatively cleaned up, we went to the motel, but ran into a bit of a problem. When Dean went to get a room, someone had checked in with the same last name. Dean showed the attendant his fake I.D. and the attendant looked confused.

"You guys having a reunion or something?" He asked.

"What do you mean?" Sammy asked. 

We opened the door and there was research all over the walls. A Woman in White. That's what John thought she was.

"Let's figure out a plan in the morning." I suggested.

"I'll sleep on the couch." Dean volunteered.

"No, this is your dad we're trying to find, so you get the bed." I argued.

"Fine, but I don't want to hear any complaining." Dean replied. I rolled my eyes, going into the bathroom to change, until I realized somehting.

"Dean?" I called.

"What?"

"Will you go out to my car and get my duffel from the back seat?

"Yeah, no problem. Be right back." I was only in my bra and underwear when suddenly the door cracked open. As Dean tossed the bag in the bathroom, Our eyes met. He blushed and quickly looked away before closing the door. A half an hour later, I was out of the shower and blow drying my hair.

"Alex! What are you doing? I'm trying to sleep!" I heard Dean groan.

"You boys shut your traps." I replied. They sniggered as I walked out of the bathroom. Dean was in bed and Sam was on his laptop doing research. "Goodnight Sammy, Goodnight, Dean." I called, yawning.

"Night, Princess."

"Night, Lex." I grabbed my leather jacket out of my bag and made a pillow out of it. I fell asleep soon after I laid down on the couch, and started dreaming. It started in the dark, and suddenly there was someone next to me. I knew where this was going. It was a nightmare about my father's death.