My thanks for reading this far. "Thanks!"
This next chapter is a bit short, but I think it sets up nicely for the next couple.
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Now what, Sam thinks to himself, picking up the phone and dialing Dean's number. Darcey had pulled a gun on him, so he could justify he attacked her in self defense, but she hadn't really said anything threatening. Other then she had been sent by Zachariah. But how did they get out of there, without cluing in her friend?
"Damn it, Dean, pick up your phone!" Sam presses the end button, putting his phone in his back pocket and heading for the door.
"I am sorry, Sam. I cannot let you leave." Darcey sits up, taking aim with her gun.
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Dean replays the story Alex just told him in his head, gun still trained on her. Alex watches his face closely, waiting for him to catch on. "You said more than one angel sent you. How many more?" Dean ignores his ringing phone, refusing to take his eyes off Alex.
Alex breathes a sigh of relief. No, the Winchesters were not as slow as they appeared. "Only one other. His name is Castiel."
"Cas sent you? How did he find you?" Dean was confused. Cas was their friend, had helped them more times than he could count. And now he was working with two women who may be working for Zachariah?
"He overheard us talking about you, told us he couldn't let us do what we were thinking about doing. And when I explained to him we didn't want to hunt you, that we wanted to be as far from Zachariah as possible, he asked us to find you."
"This is unbelievable," Dean lowers his gun. If Castiel trusted Alex, then Dean could trust Alex. He knew that. "Why would he ask you to find us? Does he think we can help you?"
"I think Darcey and I are beyond help. Maybe Castiel asked us to find you because you won't answer his phone calls?" Alex smiles slightly, then stands up, moving around the room to get her things together. "But there is more to this story, and I think you and your brother should be together to hear it. Dean, Darcey and I are here to make you and Sam disappear."
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1 night ago.
Darcey quietly slips from the hotel room, and out into the cold rain. Alex wouldn't miss her. She had finally fallen asleep after tossing and turning for the past two hours. She had about an hour before Alex would wake up.
She gets into the SUV, easing it out of the parking lot and down the road, toward the river. Finding Sam and Dean Winchester hadn't really been all that hard for her. She may be beautiful, but she was not just another pretty face. She was very, very good at what she did. Running in to them at the bar had changed her mind on a few things, and she had to sort those out.
She stops at the side of the road, walking down to the river side. The trees here sheltered her from the rain, and she could think while watching the river. It looked like she felt, churning under the bridge, white caps kicking up from the rain, it's banks overflowing from 19 days of constant downpour.
She reaches into her coat pocket, pulling out two small brown bags, and staring at them for a brief moment, before tossing them into the river. They bob in place, until the current picks them up, and they swirl away into the dark.
"That was very interesting. I may let you live long enough to find out why you did it. Maybe," Zachariah says to Darcey's still form.
"I found the Winchesters." Darcey says, turning around to face the angel at her back.
"And you think after running from me, I should, what? Say thank you, here is your reward? I don't think so," Zachariah smirks. He knew it was only a matter of time before either Alexandra or Darcey got tired of running. But this was much quicker than he had imagined.
"I do not want a reward."
"Then why?"
"Because I know we cannot run forever. Because I do not want to experience pain like I experienced two nights ago. And because I do not want to see hell on earth."
"All very compelling reasons. And what about Alexandra? What does she want?"
"It does not matter. She will agree with me, she always does." Darcey knew Alex wouldn't necessarily see things her way. Alex was good at making people disappear, but these were not people they were running from. Besides, she thinks to herself, she knew how to make Alex THINK this is what they should do.