Werifesteria

Golden Days

Alex's POV:
  I wake up with my head still pressed to Nicole's shoulder. Slowly sitting up I can feel my head start to throb. Can bad memories cause a hangover?
  I get out of my bed and put my tangled hair into a messy bun and throw on my glasses instead of contacts. Grabbing my phone off the counter I sit in the bean bag chair on the other side of my room.
   2 messages. I open them up.
    From Dean-o
Morning beautiful. I miss having you by my side rocking out to classics. It was also harder to sleep last night, I just felt like something was wrong. Like you were hurting or upset. I don't know, what I do know is that I miss you. I hope your day is amazing. 
-6:47 am
  Hey, when you get back I think we should do something together. A date?
-7:30 am
I smile and text back.
   To: Dean
I'm fine, babe. Nicole and I were watching horror movies last night, I was fine. You're sweet, though. Be safe when you're hunting and text me when you get back from the case. I love youuuu :p Also, the date thing sounds pretty fun. 
-8:15 am
   I close my phone and set it on the chair walking into the kitchen to grab the keys to my old 65' Mustang that I got when I was in highschool. Walking outside, I start the silver beauty and drive to the local coffee shop, top down.
  Nicole's POV:
  Hearing my phone buzz, I open my eyes and check the message. Squinting at the brightness of the screen I open it.
  From: Moose
Good morning sweetheart. I have a hunt to go on with Dean and my Dad. Just like old times *fearful eyes* there's a reason I left and went to college. Anyway, how's your sleep? Any dreams?
-8:45 am.
I blush at the part where he asks about my dream and shamefully reply.
   To: Moose
Uh, yeah. I had a dream.... We were on a case and we were FBI agents and I deliberately gave you an awkward boner in front of the man we were questioning and he thought you were coming onto him too strong, but he was definitely interested. *laughs* I'm so sorry my mind thinks this way.
-8:46 am
He responds immediately.
From: Moose
Better than having a dream that your dad raped your brothers girlfriend. Seriously, that was my dream and I was very disturbed.
  I stiffen up, muscles tightening. Another premonition?
   To: Moose
You're right that is disturbing.
I close my screen and get up walking through Alex's old room checking through her old yearbooks. Her senior one was the best. I was going through the random pictures in the back: the ones they put in to show the fun kids had during the school year and came across a special one.

It read "Dean and Sam Winchester enjoying the football game with friends." I continued to read some more and saw a familiar name cross my eyes. "photographer: Alexandria Singer." She was a photographer? She didn't tell me? My eyes linger on Sam and how tiny he is, how happy he and Dean look. What if this was their first time of being truly happy? Not to mention it was caught on camera. I come across another one. Alex had taken a purple sparkly pen and put a caption to it. Her own caption. "Sam's reaction when Dean told him they're staying the summer at my house. Which means fireworks on the 4th of July."

"Samuel Winchester." That's all it said, nothing about what he was doing or watching, just his name. "photographer: Alexandria Singer." She, of course, put another caption in pen. "Sammy trying to figure out how to fight a bully without seeming like he's a freak." My thumb brushes over the word freak and my eyes flash to the word bully. I come across one last picture.

"Dean Winchester. The jock wannabe." Wannabe? This school honestly sounds like it was complete shit. "photographer: Alexandria Singer." One last caption of her own. "'Dean do your sexy face.' Him: *does face* Me: *dies inside because damn.*"
I shut the book as Alex walks in, Starbucks in her hands. She hands me a bag and a coffee.
  "I grabbed you a chocolate chip muffin and a Vanilla Iced Coffee." She smiles out of breath probably from walking up the stairs.
   "You were into photography?" I look at her and hold up the yearbook." She looks down and blushes.
   "Yeah, it was my dream job but then shit happens." She shrugs.
    "Nice captions." I laugh and ahe smirks pointing to the book.
    "Thanks, they're prettyyyy amazing. Like honestly I should do every one in the yearbook." We laugh and I take a sip of my drink.
   "When was your first kiss with him and how did it happen?" I ask her and sit on the bean bag. She sits on the bed, facing me.
   "Well, it was almost graduation, Dean had dropped out and I came home to talk sense into him but instead I saw him walk out of my room shirtless..I was staying in the guest room at the time. I remember being so distracted by his abs that I couldn't even talk right and next thing I knew he had me pinned to the wall asking for my permission to kiss me."She smiles. "I knew he was in love with me from the look in his eyes. It wasn't lust. It wasn't pride. It was fear, like he had known he fell in love and couldn't change it. Something about the idea of love scared him." She says to me and I can only nod, remembering when Sam and I had first kissed. How fast we rushed, but how strong we still are.
Alex's POV:
I run my fingers through my hair completely bored. Suddenly my phone rings and I check the ID, unknown. I answer questioningly, Nicole staring at me.
  "Hello?"
   "Hi, is this Mrs. Winchester?" I decide to roll with it.
   "This is she." I answer and flick my eyebrows up at Nicole.
   "There's been an accident. You're husband is in serious condition and if you can come down and-" I cut her off, already packing things into my bag.
  "What's the name of the hospital?" Nicole is now looking at me worried. "Is my brother in law there?" I ask unable to even focus. Unable to control my fear.
  "Shiloh County Hospital, North Carolina. We have a Sam Winchester and a John Winchester." I zip up my suitcase.
   "I'm on my way." I hang up the phone and look at Nicole, giving her my best 'I am honestly okay' face I can. "We're going to the hospital there was an accident. They didn't tell me anything besides that all three were involved and Dean's is pretty serious." Nicole grabs her bags and coffee and we run out the door and into my Mustang.