Alexandra's POV...
I woke up in Sam's bed. I didn't have my own room. Then I put my hand on the back of my head and I had a huge headache.
"Ugh," I got up. Waking up without Kamren by my side was something I am not used too. I saw an icepack. It had a note on it.
'Come into the kitchen, we need to talk...' I read. I sigh and take off the note. I place the ice on the back of my head. I walk out of Sammy's room and go to the kitchen.
The person I saw was someone who I did not wanna see. Why was she even here? I mean, if she is the one who did this I wouldn't be surprised. But I'd still be pissed. Though, no matter how much I didn't want it. There she was. Ali the raphlet.
"What do you want?" I pout. She was leaning on the counter. It was just me and her in the room. The others minding their business and doing the usual.
She looked at me, "your attitude and mine surely aren't helping the situation right now." She said firmly.
"Whatever, answer my question," I growl.
"I asked for you to come here to talk, not to fight with me," she rubbed her temple. "I just wanted to talk to you. We both got off on the wrong foot."
"I agree," I look at the floor.
"I apologize for knocking you out."
"Wow, that's something I thought I'd never hear," I snicker.
"Pfft, shut it." She laughs softly. I smile at it, I've never heard her laugh before.
"I'm sorry too. I snapped at Dean," I scratch the back of my neck. "I have had a past..." I murmur.
"Same..." She frowns. "Well, I guess that's how we met. We both had a fucked past." She smiled.
I smiled, "I guess." I chuckled, "wanna start over?"
"Yeah," she put out her hand. "I'm Ali Winchester."
"Alexandra London," I take it and shake it. We have a chat and a few laughs.
We walk into the lobby of the bunker. The others there waiting. Cass and Mckenna were talking. Dean was obviously in a bad mood. Sam tried to calm him down, while Kazuki and Adam were reading some lore of some sort. Loui and Kamren went back home to see the kids.
"Fuck you," was the first thing I heard Dean say.
"Right back at you man whore," I smirk at him. Gabriel walks in with a sucker in his mouth.
"Dude, you are just salty because you got punched in the face by a girl who looks younger then you," Gabriel laughs.
To Be Continued...
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Alexandra: No faking anymore. (2)
FanfictionIn this, you are going to see Alexandra's true colors. You'll grow to love her....maybe, I don't know.
