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Past Haunts- A Revisit

A/N: Let’s take a look inside the Winchester/Quentin household and see how everyone is getting along. Also look for the 2nd author’s note after this story. 

It's been six months today. Six months since my daughter and I were getting ready for work and school when a simple knock on the front door changed everything. Changed it all, for the better.

To be able to watch from the sidelines as Whitney got to finally know the man who was her father; to finally experience having a male figure in her life was indescribable. 

Those two were like two peas in a pod, though. Similar likes, the same dislikes, an identical warped sense of humor. Once Dean had gotten over- no, that isn't the right wording-since Dean had come to terms with Sam being locked in a cage in Hell, he had jumped right into being a parent, a daddy. And he was killing it!

I hadn't expected to find him in the kitchen every morning, cooking breakfast for us before sending us both off with a kiss and I definitely never dreamed of coming home to a clean house, mowed lawn and that pesky back porch light repaired but during the first whole week of loving with us,  Dean had picked up the slack. I was amazed and very grateful.

Dean and I have slept in the same bed every night since his return but have yet to put a label on what we are. Although, Whitney happily tells anyone and everyone that her parents are together, I'm just unsure. And yes, we've had sex but then again what woman in her right mind could look at him, cuddle up to him and NOT want to have sex with him?

He had gotten a job at a local garage after the first month of being 'home' and had quickly impressed the boss with his knowledge of older vehicles. It seemed as though the mechanics nowadays depended on the little computers installed in the newer models to alert them to whatever was wrong, so when older vehicles came across their rack, these young boys were stumped.

During the week after Thanksgiving, the city of Fairfax Indiana got its first snowfall. Everything looked so clean and fresh with the white blanket covering all the blemishes and eyesores around town. And that's the day we found out Dean Winchester doesn't like the cold.

"It's just-" Dean grumbled as he drank his coffee at the head of the table. "-so ridiculous. You have to wear extra layers, watch out for other idiots on the road. Watch where you step. And it's just so cold." He finishes his groaning with a full body shiver.

"Dad you sound like a whiny brat," Whitney banters as she eats her eggs and bacon. "It's wonderful! Everything looks so bright and shiny."

"I need sun and warmth, missy," Dean shoots back with a wink. He suddenly sits up straight and looks at me. "Babe, how many days of school until our little girl is on holiday?"

Whitney hmphs at being called a little girl, even though she knows Dean only does it to get a rise out of her. The smirk on his face tells me that is exactly the response he expected.

"Uh, nine. I think."

"Eight and a half," Whitney corrects me, standing up to take her plate to the sink. "And the half day is going to be mostly watching movies and not much else."

I look at Dean to see his mind whirling. I could tell he was trying to work something out in his head. I raise an eyebrow in question but only get a smile in response. I shake my head at his antics and stand up to go finish getting ready for work.

Christmas in Florida is distinctly opposite of Christmas in the North. For one, there is no snow for the lights to mirror. The lights are pretty but seem so dull without the reflection. And instead of coats and gloves and hats, people are in swimsuits and shorts, tank tops and flip-flops. A total 180 from what I'm used to in mid-December. I ponder the difference between the two as I lounge on the long beach chair beside Dean's as we watch Whitney frolic in the cool water.

Dean hasn't fully embraced the warmer temperatures as he is still in jeans and his usually two-shirt ensemble.  The only thing missing is the heavy work boots he usually dons; his feet are bare. The sunglasses on his face does little to hide the freckles that have made an appearance the darker his skin tans. I've laid in bed recently, counting the cute little misshapen dots. He is all smiles and happy. I love him so much!

When Dean had first suggested taking a trip down south for Christmas break I was astonished, Whitney was ecstatic. In her 13 year existence, this is the first full-fledged vacation we have ever taken so she was excited and enthusiastic about the chance to take a trip. And when she found out the destination, I didn't think she would survive the 17-hour trip without spending the whole time exploding with glee. Whitney and I spent my whole payday on a new wardrobe for the both of us, getting weird and bizarre looks from other shoppers as we tried to find t-shirts and shorts, bathing suits and sunscreen; during December in Indiana those items were few and far between. I also took a secret trip to the courthouse, getting the paperwork to officially make Whitney a Winchester. All it needs is information and signatures from both parents. I plan to surprise Dean with them Christmas morning.

So far, this vacation has been fantastic. We have spent time as a family doing little things, like walking along the beach at sunset searching for seashells, playing mini-golf, spending the day in our hotel room watching old movies and cartoons when the weather took a turn for the worse. It has been a dream come true, something I had never in a million years thought would ever happen. 

Spending time with him and our daughter in what I dubbed as the most magical place on Earth. So what if we're not at Disney World, to me this is the most fascinating time and place; a week spent with my daughter and her father, the love of my life. Life couldn't get any better than this.

I am shaken from my daydreams as I hear Dean growl and begin throwing fictitious daggers with his eyes in the direction of the pool. I turn my head to see a group of teenage boys all surrounding Whitney, who is all smiles at the attention. 

"Calm down honey," I cajole. "We knew this would eventually happen. We can't expect her to be a nun."

"Those boys are too old for her," he defends. "They see an innocent, young girl like her and there's only one thing on their mind." He goes to get up and I reach over to place my hand on his arm, stopping him.

"Give it a minute," I tell him. "I've taught Whitney to take care of herself."

As Dean and I sit there I keep our daughter in my peripheral, just in case one of us needs to step in. Suddenly, Whitney yells out "Jerk!" and slaps the boy who looks to be the protagonist of the crew. I smile as I watch her climb out of the pool and walk toward us. She sits at my feet and wraps her towel around her shoulders.

"You okay darlin'?" her dad asks, his eyes still trained on the gang of boys. They just don't know how many different ways Dean Winchester could murder them and make them all disappear.

"Y-yea," she answers but I can tell she's lying. "They just said some things that weren't nice."

Dean finally turned his eyes toward his daughter, the dangerous glint replaced by concern.  "Baby girl, I can go have a talk with them, if you-"

"No Dean!" she says, standing up. "I don't need my father taking up for me. I'm not a baby!" As Whitney storms out of the pool area, Dean looks at me, at a loss.

"What did I do?"

I stand up and wrap the sarong around my bikini-clad body. "Just let me go talk to her, okay?" I have an idea what is going on and I know having her dad there I'd never get Whitney to open up. I lean down and kiss him and head in the direction our daughter had stomped off.

In the room, Whitney has thrown herself across her bed and is crying into the pillow.

"Honey, what's wrong?" I ask gently because if my suspicions were true, anything could cause her to fly off the handle.

"I don't know," she whines. "I was feeling okay and then all of a sudden, it's like my energy zapped. So I was just floating in the pool, hoping the ache would go away and then those boys came up and started talking to me. And I liked it," she explains as she sits up on the bed. "But then Kyle said something about me being pure and innocent when I told them how old I was and I just lost it. And then I jumped down Dad's throat and he probably hates me now!" She begins crying again and I join her on the bed, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and she places her head on my shoulder.

 "Oh baby," I console. "I think it's becoming that time. You're getting ready to start your first period."

She jerks her head up and looks at me. "Really?"

"Yea, we need to go get you some pads and Midol. You're going to start bleeding anytime."

"God, did I just ruin our first vacation?"

"No!" I claim. "You didn't ruin vacation at all, baby. Now, let's get cleaned up and run down the street to the store."

"Moooom! I can't leave the room! What if it starts before we get back?" I chuckle at her wide-eyed expression.

"Okay, okay." I reach over and grab my phone texting Dean to come up to the room. I roll my eyes as I remember the discussion he and I had almost 2 years ago. Never in a million years did I think I would actually be asking this of him but I can't leave my baby.

The look on his face was comical as I whispered my request. He looked terrified and afflicted at the thought of having to buy feminine products. I take screenshots of exactly what he needs to buy and send him on his way, but not before he insists that I remember promising him he would never have to do this particular task.

The rest of the vacation goes off without a hitch. Whitney does begin her first period and requests to spend the rest of our time in Florida in the hotel room, only going out to eat. Dean and I trust her enough to leave her in the room while we go out, exploring not only the beach but the little town we are in. 

Christmas morning comes and Whitney wakes us up with squeals of delight at the massive amount of presents placed under the decorated fake palm tree in our room.

Dean and I sit on the sofa, drinking coffee and enjoying the look of awe on our daughter's face as she opens her presents. Once finished, she winks at her dad and goes to her bag where she pulls a box from inside. Handing it to him, Whitney steps back as Dean slides off to the floor, getting on one knee.

My hand slaps over my mouth as he clears his throat. I have no idea what he says because my inner voice is chanting 'Oh my god! This can't be happening!' Finally my ears take over and I hear him ask, "Becks, will you marry me?" I nod through the tears and watch as he slips the ring onto my finger. He climbs back onto the couch and wraps his arms around me, only moving one around Whitney when she dog-piles on top of us in excitement.

None of us know though, that when we return to Indiana  the past is going to come back to haunt us, in the form of Sam Winchester back from Hell.

A/N2: Another announcement! Another story! Remember how I promised a sequel to this story? A look into the years these two spent apart? Well I began it and then life happened (along with a stroke) so I just now am finishing it up. Look for Wounded Hearts to begin in March!!! I’m excited to share it with you. I will keep those of you that were on the PH taglist unless you tell me different. Love to you all. 

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2018-03-09 22 MUSIC now

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Brooklyn Vegan

What's going on Friday?

King Krule performs "Live On The Moon" in new video

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watch a documentary about NYC DIY venues

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Consquence of Sound

Jonny Greenwood unveils score for You Were Never Really Here: Stream

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Vince Staples unleashes new song “Get the Fuck Off My Dick”: Stream

Fact Magazine

Regis releases Play Neutral mixtape on Hospital Productions

Trippie Redd – Confessions

Grouper announces new album Grid Of Points

Wave is a wearable MIDI ring controller for making music with gestures

Equiknoxx, Tim Hecker, Telefon Tel Aviv and more announced for MUTEK San Francisco

Fluxblog

Hopes Or Holidays

An Emotional Sexual Bender

Straight To Your Face

The Last Year Has Been Kinda Rough

Radion Beams Casting Vibrant Views

Idolator

Kylie Minogue’s “Stop Me From Falling” Is Another Adorable Country-Pop Hybrid

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Kelly Clarkson & Hoda Kotb (!!) Are #1 On iTunes With “I’ve Loved You Since Forever”

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10 reasons not to miss Central Otago, New Zealand

Everyone seems to know about Queenstown and Wanaka these days in New Zealand. They aren’t exactly off the beaten path or bereft of tourists. But what if I were to tell you there is a magical land in between them, right next door, just waiting to be thoroughly discovered and explored?

Central Otago is the kind of place that kiwis know all about but isn’t overrun with tourists. I don’t know about you, but that is what I always look for when traveling. I like places that feel local.

Central Otago, or Central as it’s known locally, is just one of New Zealand’s many wild and untamed landscapes. Barren brown mountains, historic gold mining towns, and dry hot summers mixed with frigid winters makes Central a commanding forceful land. It’s rough and it’s beautiful.

From epic mountain biking to world class Pinot Noir, to an incredible foodie scene to quaint little towns just waiting to charm you, Central is a place that I find myself going back to again and again. It’s personable and quirky and everyone is pretty damn nice.

It’s comfortable. It’s beautiful. It’s delicious. What more could you want?

There are a million reasons to visit Central Otago. Here are my favorite reasons and pictures to show you why you should check out Central Otago too, next time you’re in New Zealand – enjoy!

1. Getting your wine on

If I had to hanker a guess to what most people know Central Otago for, it’s for the wine. The world’s southernmost growing wine region, Central is famous for it’s Pinot Noir (yum yum slurp slurp). Obviously that is how I first got to know it.

We would head over to the wineries at Bannockburn when friends visited or special occasions for classy long weekend lunches and cellar door tastings.

You’re definitely spoiled for choice here.

View from Carrick Wines in Bannockburn

Misha’s Vineyard’s new cellar door in Cromwell

Wooing Tree Vineyard in Cromwell

2. Check out them mountains

The mountains in Central are far different from the ones in other parts of New Zealand. I often feel like I’m on the moon when I’m up in the hills around Central. Dry, harsh and barren, the ranges are dotted with historic huts and old mining towns, rocky peaks and sparse outcrops.

Any time of year they feel wild and untamed. In winter they are covered in snow and you get crazy hoarfrosts, and in summer it’s so hot you’ll cool. In spring they bloom with wild thyme and flowers and in autumn they turn the loveliest shades of gold.

With little towns tucked in between the ranges, you often don’t have to look far for views.

My favorite way to experience New Zealand mountains apart from good old hiking amongst the hills is by scenic flight. In Cromwell you can hop in a chopper with Heliview and truly get a feel for what Central Otago is all about.

3. Come in autumn if you can

Personally, I love Central Otago in every season. In fact, it’s pretty much the only region in New Zealand that has four very distinct seasons.

But my absolute favorite time of year is in autumn – an East Coast and New England girl at heart, I love fall more than anything, and I’ve always struggled when I’ve traveled to places that don’t really have seasonal changes.

Lucky for me, I live in a place that does, and you can’t beat Central Otago in autumn for colorful leaves, seasonal foods, and even the wine harvests. It varies year to year but usually the colors begin to change around mid-April, and I always try to make sure I’m home for it, can you blame me?

4. Eat eat EAT to your heart’s content

Central Otago is for eating. Period.

The food scene in Central is fabulous, to say the least, and if you’re like me and you love a good feed, then look no further. From local cafes to elegant bistros even craft breweries to fine dining and fancy cellar doors to a good old pub, Central really does have food for all.

The foodie scene in Central has always been there but it’s only recently that it’s really getting a big boost. Good things are happening around food in Central Otago so pay attention.

I am not sure what it says about me, but as the years go by, I have actively started looking for foodie destinations to explore. I love food, especially when it comes with a story or two, and it was probably my favorite part of Central Otago. That and the wine.

Yes, the wine.

Oliver’s in Clyde is an absolute must

Carrick Wines has a great restaurant – eat outside on sunny days

Ferris Road Brewery in Alexandra also has great wood fire pizzas

Don’t miss out on the cinnamon scrolls at Armando’s Kitchen in Old Cromwell

5. Get all kinds of cozy in a cottage

I love a good cottage, and Central Otago has no shortage of lovely holiday homes and historic stone cottages to hide away in. It’s the kind of region that can be as peaceful or as busy as you decide it to be.

My favorite would have to be Lombardy Cottage hidden out in the middle of nowhere near St. Bathans. A serious labor of love, Lombardy is one of those places you think you’ll never find on the drive out to it, but once you walk inside, you never want to leave.

I dragged one of my Wanaka besties with me for a little writers girls retreat to Lombardy in autumn and it didn’t disappoint.

6. Pig out on all the fruit

Because of the hot dry summers combined with something about the soil that I don’t quite comprehend, Central Otago is one of the best places in New Zealand for fruit growing, especially for stone fruits like cherries and apricots, two of my favorite things.

Living on the South Island you learn to eat seasonally, and to buy directly from farmers when you can; there is no time of year I look forward to more than cherry season. Central Otago is chock full of orchards and fruit shops and stalls, and I often detour through Cromwell year round to pick up fresh fruit, and pick cherries in the summer.

And of course in autumn all the orchards turn the most magnificent shades of gold, perfect for a frolic.

Be sure to pop by the classic Freeway Orchard and get real fruit ice cream

7. There’s some quirky spots too

It would be New Zealand without some memorable quirky spots. And let me start by telling you about one of the coolest places I visited while I was in Central – Como Villa.

Not to be confused with Como in Italy, Como Villa is quite possibly the coolest and quirkiest winery in New Zealand. A couple of kilometers from Alexandra, or Alex as it’s known around these parts, Como Villa is thought to sit on an old vineyard from the turn of the century.

But the star of Como Villa is the tasting room, or the restored historic house from 1865, packed full of artifacts and historical bits and pieces that make you feel like you’ve stepped into a western. Or a Tarantino film.

And yes, there is wine. And it’s award winning too.

8. Soak up the Gold Rush history

In the 1860’s Central Otago was booming under the Gold Rush.

Thousands and thousands of people journeyed from all over the world straight away hoping to find there fortune in the wild lands around Central Otago. Today you can still see their mark and heritage on the land and many of the Central Otago towns were born from this Gold Rush.

Keep an eye out for the landscape that was altered by the miners, like the sluiced cliffs, water races dams, even stone cottages that share the story of the place.

9. Enjoy all the lakes and rivers

Like most regions around the South Island, Central Otago has some spectacular lakes and rivers, quite a few of which are manmade, most of which are bright blue and stunning.

I keep regular company with Lake Dunstan, a stunning lake along the shores of Cromwell which I often drive along on road trips from Wanaka. It was formed over 20 years ago as the shiny blue Clutha River was dammed up for power changing the local landscape. Looking at it now, it’s really hard to believe it wasn’t there a century ago.

Near Lombardy Cottage by St Bathans is another manmade lake called the Blue Lake caused by the gold mining sluicing over back in the 19th century.

Cromwell

Kawarau River and kayakers

Bannockburn

The Heritage Lake Resort in Cromwell where the villas overlook a harbor

10. It’s still a secret…

Oops, did I just blow the lid on it?

Have you been to Central Otago? Ever heard of it? Do you enjoy spending time in local spots when traveling? Spill!

Many thanks to Tourism Central Otago for hosting me in New Zealand – like always, I’m keeping it real, all opinions are my own, like you could expect less from me!

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Past Haunts-Winchesters Take Daytona

SURPRISE!!!! I had this since I finished Past Haunts but I kept it a secret so that I could post it as a Christmas gift to all my loyal readers. Hope you enjoy this little look into the life of Dean, Rebecca and Whitney!!!

It's been six months today. Six months since my daughter and I were getting ready for work and school when a simple knock on the front door changed everything. Changed it all, for the better.

To be able to watch from the sidelines as Whitney got to finally know the man who was her father; to finally experience having a male figure in her life was indescribable. 

Those two were like two peas in a pod, though. Similar likes, the same dislikes, an identical warped sense of humor. Once Dean had gotten over- no, that isn't the right wording-since Dean had come to terms with Sam being locked in a cage in Hell, he had jumped right into being a parent, a daddy. And he was killing it!

I hadn't expected to find him in the kitchen every morning, cooking breakfast for us before sending us both off with a kiss and I definitely never dreamed of coming home to a clean house, mowed lawn and that pesky back porch light repaired but during the first whole week of loving with us,  Dean had picked up the slack. I was amazed and very grateful.

Dean and I have slept in the same bed every night since his return but have yet to put a label on what we are. Although, Whitney happily tells anyone and everyone that her parents are together, I'm just unsure. And yes, we've had sex but then again what woman in her right mind could look at him, cuddle up to him and NOT want to have sex with him?

He had gotten a job at a local garage after the first month of being 'home' and had quickly impressed the boss with his knowledge of older vehicles. It seemed as though the mechanics now a days depended on the little computers installed in the newer models to alert them to whatever was wrong, so when older vehicles came across their rack, these young boys were stumped.

During the week after Thanksgiving, the city of Fairfax Indiana got its first snowfall. Everything looked so clean and fresh with the white blanket covering all the blemishes and eyesores around town. And that's the day we found out Dean Winchester doesn't like the cold.

"It's just-" Dean grumbled as he drank his coffee at the head of the table. "-so ridiculous. You have to wear extra layers, watch out for other idiots on the road. Watch where you step. And it's just so cold." He finishes his groaning with a full body shiver.

"Dad you sound like a whiny brat," Whitney banters as she eats her eggs and bacon. "It's wonderful! Everything looks so bright and shiny."

"I need sun and warmth missy," Dean shoots back with a wink. He suddenly sits up straight and looks at me. "Babe, how many days of school until our little girl is on holiday?"

Whitney humphs at being called a little girl, even though she knows Dean only does it to get a rise out of her. The smirk on his face tells me that is exactly the response he expected.

"Uh, nine. I think."

"Eight and a half," Whitney corrects me, standing up to take her plate to the sink. "And the half day is going to be mostly watching movies and not much else."

I look at Dean to see his mind whirling. I could tell he was trying to work something out in his head. I raise an eyebrow in question but only get a smile in response. I shake my head at his antics and stand up to go finish getting ready for work.

Christmas in Florida is distinctly opposite of Christmas in the North. For one, there is no snow for the lights to mirror. The lights are pretty but seem so dull without the reflection. And instead of coats and gloves and hats, people are in swimsuits and shorts, tank tops and flip-flops. A total 180 from what I'm used to in mid-December. I ponder the difference between the two as I lounge on the long beach chair beside Dean's as we watch Whitney frolic in the cool water.

Dean hasn't fully embraced the warmer temperatures as he is still in jeans and his usually two-shirt ensemble.  The only thing missing is the heavy work boots he usually dons; his feet are bare. The sunglasses on his face does little to hide the freckles that have made an appearance the darker his skin tans. I've laid in bed recently, counting the cute little misshapen dots. He is all smiles and happy. I love him so much!

When Dean had first suggested taking a trip down south for Christmas break I was astonished, Whitney was ecstatic. In her 13 year existence, this is the first full-fledged vacation we have ever taken so she was excited and enthusiastic about the chance to take a trip. And when she found out the destination, I didn't think she would survive the 17-hour trip without spending the whole time exploding with glee. Whitney and I spent my whole payday on a new wardrobe for the both of us, getting weird and bizarre looks from other shoppers as we tried to find t-shirts and shorts, bathing suits and sunscreen; during December in Indiana those items were few and far between. I also took a secret trip to the courthouse, getting the paperwork to officially make Whitney a Winchester. All it need is information and signatures from both parents. I plan to surprise Dean with them Christmas morning.

So far, this vacation has been fantastic. We have spent time as a family doing little things, like walking along the beach at sunset searching for seashells, playing mini-golf, spending the day in our hotel room watching old movies and cartoons when the weather took a turn for the worse. It has been a dream come true, something I had never in a million years thought would ever happen. 

Spending time with him and our daughter in what I dubbed as the most magical place on Earth. So what if we're not at Disney World, to me this is the most fascinating time and place; a week spent with my daughter and her father, the love of my life. Life couldn't get any better than this.

I am shaken from my daydreams as I hear Dean growl and begin throwing fictitious daggers with his eyes in the direction of the pool. I turn my head to see a group of teenage boys all surrounding Whitney, who is all smiles at the attention. 

"Calm down honey," I cajole. "We knew this would eventually happen. We can't expect her to be a nun."

"Those boys are too old for her," he defends. "They see an innocent, young girl like her and there's only one thing on their mind." He goes to get up and I reach over to place my hand on his arm, stopping him.

"Give it a minute," I tell him. "I've taught Whitney to take care of herself."

As Dean and I sit there I keep our daughter in my peripheral, just in case one of us needs to step in. Suddenly, Whitney yells out "Jerk!" and slaps the boy who looks to be the protagonist of the crew. I smile as I watch her climb out of the pool and walk toward us. She sits at my feet and wraps her towel around her shoulders.

"You okay darlin'?" her dad asks, his eyes still trained on the gang of boys. They just don't know how many different ways Dean Winchester could murder them and make them all disappear.

"Y-yea," she answers but I can tell she's lying. "They just said some things that weren't nice."

Dean finally turned his eyes toward his daughter, the dangerous glint replaced by concern.  "Baby girl, I can go have a talk with them, if you-"

"No Dean!" she says, standing up. "I don't need my father taking up for me. I'm not a baby!" As Whitney storms out of the pool area, Dean looks at me, at a loss.

"What did I do?"

I stand up and wrap the sarong around my bikini-clad body. "Just let me go talk to her, okay?" I have an idea what is going on and I know having her dad there I'd never get Whitney to open up. I lean down and kiss him and head in the direction our daughter had stomped off.

In the room, Whitney has thrown herself across her bed and is crying into the pillow.

"Honey, what's wrong?" I ask gently because if my suspicions were true, anything could cause her to fly off the handle.

"I don't know," she whines. "I was feeling okay and then all of a sudden, it's like my energy zapped. So I was just floating in the pool, hoping the ache would go away and then those boys came up and started talking to me. And I liked it," she explains as she sits up on the bed. "But then Kyle said something about me being pure and innocent when I told them how old I was and I just lost it. And then I jumped down Dad's throat and he probably hates me now!" She began crying again and I join her on the bed, wrapping my arm around her shoulders and she places her head on my shoulder.

 "Oh baby," I console. "I think it's becoming that time. You're getting ready to start your first period."

She jerks her head up and looks at me. "Really?"

"Yea, we need to go get you some pads and Midol. You're going to start bleeding anytime."

"God, did I just ruin our first vacation?"

"No!" I claim. "You didn't ruin vacation at all, baby. Now, let's get cleaned up and run down the street to the store."

"Moooom! I can't leave the room! What if it starts before we get back?" I chuckle at her wide-eyed expression.

"Okay, okay." I reach over and grab my phone texting Dean to come up to the room. I roll my eyes as I remember the discussion he and I had almost 2 years ago. Never in a million years did I think I would actually be asking this of him but I can't leave my baby.

The look on his face was comical as I whispered my request. He looked terrified and afflicted at the thought of having to buy feminine products. I take screenshots of exactly what he needs to buy and send him on his way, but not before he insists that I remember promising him he would never have to do this particular task.

The rest of the vacation goes off without a hitch. Whitney does begin her first period and requests to spend the rest of our time in Florida in the hotel room, only going out to eat. Dean and I trust her enough to leave her in the room while we go out, exploring not only the beach but the little town we are in. Christmas morning comes and Whitney wakes us up with squeals of delight at the massive amount of presents placed under the decorated fake palm tree in our room.

Dean and I sit on the sofa, drinking coffee and enjoying the look of awe on our daughter's face as she opens her presents. Once finished, she winks at her dad and goes to her bag where she pulls a box from inside. Handing it to him, Whitney steps back as Dean slides off to the floor, getting on one knee.

My hand slaps over my mouth as he clears his throat. I have no idea what he says because my inner voice is chanting 'Oh my god! This can't be happening!' Finally my ears take over and I hear him ask, "Becks, will you marry me?" I nod through the tears and watch as he slips the ring onto my finger. He climbs back onto the couch and wraps his arms around me, only moving one around Whitney when she dog piles on top of us in excitement.

None of us know though, that when we return to Indiana  the past is going to come back to haunt us, in the form of Sam Winchester back from Hell.

Well, there ya go guys! A look into the life of the Winchesters. Hope you have enjoyed this little glimpse. As always, likes and comments are appreciated! And don’t forget to check out my new fic, Rebel Without A Cause, coming January 8th. Love to you all and Merry Christmas!!

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