INT. BEDROOM
An alarm flipped from 5:59 to 6:00 and started beeping. A hand shut it off.
KITCHEN
A coffee cup was filled at an espresso machine.
The cup was held by Dean, who was in a business suit, with his hair slicked down.
Alana came in, burping Aiden and accepted a cup of coffee.
A nanny came in and took Aiden from Alana, smiling and waving as the parents left.
STREET
Dean and Alana crossed the street to a silver Toyota Prius.
PRIUS
Alana buckled herself in and Dean started the car.
Rock music blared and he looked at it, confused, and changed the station.
"NPR Morning Edition. It's for this waste and-"
Dean drove off and eventually came to a skyscraper.
LOBBY
Dean exited the elevator and crossed the lobby. There was a Sandover Bridge and Iron history display along one wall.
Dean entered an office labeled Dean Smith - Director, Sales & Marketing.
Alana made her way to her office - Alana Smith, Counsel & Advice.
DEAN'S OFFICE
Dean typed at a computer.
Dean laughed into a phone headset. "All I wanna know is when are they gonna have another show like Project Runway?"
At lunch, he flipped his tie and ate a salad.
After lunch, Dean stood and spoke into his headset. "Net profitability aside, it's the client-retention rate that concerns me vis-à-vis maximizing return on sales. Buzz me back in once you've seen the spreadsheets."
Alana and someone else entered the office.
"Mr. Adler," Dean greeted.
"Dean. Alana," Mr. Adler said. slapping Dean on the shoulder. "Good stuff."
"Good stuff?" Dean asked.
"Big things. Good stuff. Your wife any trouble?"
"Good stuff. No sir. Never."
NIGHT
Dean was sitting at his desk playing with something and speaking into the headset. "Oh I hear you. No, I haven't been to the gym in ages. Carrying a little bloat around myself. It's a sedentary lifestyle, my man, no two ways. All right, tell me one more time. You said lemon and - what was it? Cayenne and maple syrup, are you serious? How much did you lose?"
Dean put some files in a case and left the office, followed by Alana.
OFFICE LOBBY
Dean was checking his phone. Alana stood next to him. The elevator dinged. They entered, Dean focused on the phone. He looked at the other occupant of the elevator who was staring at them. It was Sam, who was wearing a short-sleeved yellow shirt that said 'Sandover Bridge & Iron Inc. Tech Support'.
"Do I know you two?" Sam asked.
"I don't think so," Dean replied.
Alana shook her head. "Sorry, no."
Sam looked between them. "I'm sorry, man, Miss, you two just look really familiar."
"Save it for the health club, pal," Dean told him.
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Seeing Blind
FanfictionShe should have died. But instead, a green-eyed man saved her. Alana Thomas and Dean Winchester begin hunting together. He's her sight and she's his tuned hearing. Together, the two of them are a force to be reckoned with. Then, Dean's father goes...
