Being Alive ( D.W)

Alt. Sam and Alt. dean

A few days later. At the bunker. Control room. 

Sam "Any sign of him?"

Dean "No, nothing yet. Chuck's probably trashing a few dozen universes outside of CNN's range."

We heard a noise. 

I stood up and followed the noise. 

The boys followed me. 

Light came out of the room #28.

Suddenly we heard music. 

I opened the door and there was there was a shiny, new, mint green Fiat 500 in the room, with Kansas plate 403 S9T.

Behind the car was a rift that was closing. 

Whoever was in the car got out. 

My jaw hit the ground when i saw Sam and Dean stepping out of the car. but it they weren't my Sam and Dean - i mean, they were Sam and Dean but...oh hell no. 

They were dressed really off. like wow. 

AU Sam was dressed in a dark magenta top and blazer, with scarf and matching pocket handkerchief, and boasting a man bun. oh hell, the man  bun. 

AU Dean was in a light brown swede jacket, and prestine white collared shirt. 

AU Sam looked at AU Dean ""Bro. We did it." 

Then they bumped fists over the very small car.

They turned to us and looked at us confused. 

Sam "Dean?"

Alt. Dean "Sam?"

Dean "Sam?"

Alt. Sam "Dean?"

I asked shocked "what the actually hell ?"

Alt. Sam and Alt. Dean looked at me shocked "Elena?"

Me "boys?"

Suddenly the rift opened again. 

Alt. Dean groaned annoyed "Aw, nuts."

it sucked Alt Sam and Alt Dean back in.