The casual meeting with an Archangel left Delilah's inner thoughts rambling around the deep sites of her brain, making all of her other problems in life seem dilemmas that could be saved in a file and thrown away in a river. They have traveled through two states before finally stopping in a motel in Seligman Missouri. After checking in, Sam decided to buy something to eat, and Dean decided to take a nap.
"Oh well, well, what do we have here?" Dean said excitedly as he threw himself on one of the bed.
'What?" Delilah asked walking towards the other bed.
"Magic fingers bed," Dean answered smirking, "trust me when I say, this is the only thing I love most of motels. For a quarter....oh yeah." Dean introduced the quarter in the machine and the bed started vibrating. He closed his eyes relaxing, and smiling widely. Delilah rolled her eyes but a particularity made her frown quickly. The lights flickered and the bed started to move too hard.
"Dean!" She exclaimed and he frowned but didn't opened his eyes. One of the windows exploded but Dean didn't gave any sign of concern. The lights flickered so much the bulbs around the room exploded. Delilah ran quickly towards Dean and pushed him out of the bed. He was confused but she dragged him away by the hand, and when they stepped outside the room, the bed exploded.
"What the hell?" Dean shrieked.
Delilah panted heavily and sat at the floor.
"I don't know." She whispered.
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Angelology
FanfictionAngelology (n) Theological doctrine of angels and/or it's study. Delilah Winchester is the newest hunter and the first and only Winchester girl. Where everything begins, everything will end, and Delilah's path in leaving her innocence involves Ange...
