Bonus chapter.2

                                    

                                          


The last thing Alison remembered, was the three of them fighting a djinn.
                          
She gasped awake in a bed, a very unfamiliar one at that. It took her a moment before looking around and realizing she was in a room.
                          
The room had white walls, and a carpet on the floor. She swung her feet over the edge of the bed and got up, she walked around the room and noticed a picture sitting on a dresser.
                          
She picked it up, and saw it was a picture of her and Dean.
                          
"This is weird." She muttered to herself.
                          
"Alison! Hurry up, you're gonna be late for school!" She heard her fathers voice from downstairs.
                          
Alison set the picture down and headed out of the room and down the stairs.
                          
When she got downstairs she saw dean pouring bowls of cereal.
                          
"Dad?" She asked.
                          
Dean turned to look at her and he smiled.
                          
"Morning, baby. We are out of lucky charms, so you got—" Dean was cut short by Alison hugging him.
                          
He was a little taken back, but he hugged her back.
                          
Alison felt different hugging this man, not like she normally would. This was Dean. 
                          
But not her dean.
                          
"Okay, kiddo, you need to hurry and eat your food, because I can not sit through another meeting with Mrs. Davis." Dean told her and kissed her head.
                          
"Mrs. Davis?" Alison asked.
                          
"Your teacher?" 
                          
"Oh, right!" Alison gave a forced smile and nodded along.
                          
"Ali, are you okay?" Dean asked her.
                          
"Yep!" Ali nodded.
                          
"Okay, then. Eat your food." Dean set a bowl of cereal on the table.
                          
Alison uncomfortably sat down at the table and dean sat across from her.
                          
"Where's Sammy?" Alison asked.
                          
Dean looked up at her. "He's out with Jess. You know that." He said.
                          
Alison raised her eyebrows.
                          
"Are you sure you're okay?" Dean questioned reaching over and placing his hand on her forehead.
                          
"Yeah, dad, I'm okay! And cas is..." Alison trailed off.
                          
"Cas is right there." Dean finished her sentence for her, and pointed behind her.
                          
Alison turned and saw a golden retriever with a bandana around his neck, sitting there with his head tilted looking at them.
                          
Alisons eyes widened slightly, she turned back to dean.
                          
"That's cas?" She asked him.
                          
The dog walked over and placed his head in her lap at hearing his name.
                          
Dean nodded.
                          
"Yes, Alison. Your dog, cas." 
                          
Alison took a deep breath and nodded, she took a bite of her cereal and pet cas' head.
                          
Once she was done eating, she needed to change her clothes.
                          
She went back up to what she assumed was her room and opened her closet.
                          
She was surprised to see that all of her clothes were in there. Her flannels, her jeans and even her band tees.
                          
She grabbed a pair of jeans, a Metallica shirt and her blue flannel.