Three

I was about ten minutes out of St Louis when Dylan popped into the passenger seat, giving me a mini heart attack and making me swerve slightly. The driver in the car behind me leaned on their horn.

"Holy crap girl!" I yelled, "you've gotta remember I'm not used to that! Ugh, you almost made me mess myself!" I ranted at her, I had no issue with her being an angel but I could never get used to her just spontaneously appearing out of nowhere. Dylan raised an eyebrow at me.

"Dude really? I've been doing this since we were kids and still you flip out?" She rolled her eyes.

"It's one thing to do it to cheat at hide and seek but quite another to materialise in a moving vehicle!" I couldn't help but laugh, same old Dylan.

"I wasn't cheating, all's fair in love and hide and seek!"

This time I rolled my eyes. "Sure, sure angel cakes." This old nickname caused her to punch me lightly in the arm, she hated when I called her that. I laughed again.

"Well I was supposed to be going into St Louis to find you, but I guess I don't have to."

"How'd you know I was in St Louis?"

"A lady never reveals her sources."

"Damn it Dad!" she huffed, folding her arms over her chest like a pouty child.

"You didn't hear that from me!" I threw a hand up, "I never said a word!" I looked over at her, whenever she was ticked off her wings seemed to shift slightly and go a few shades darker than usual. I wondered if this happened to angels, Dylan was the only one I had met.

"Stop staring at my wings and watch the damn road!" She growled.

"Ok sorry, sorry," I muttered looking straight ahead, "now, why would my source," at my choice of words she rolled her eyes again and I pretended not to notice, "why would they think you needed help?"

"Oh my god it was nothing, just some lower level demon almost had me on the ropes. But a bit of holy water and a good banishment and I was fine." I shot her a sceptical look.

"Ok... Maaaaaybeee it was slightly more serious, but I'm here now right? All in one piece? See totally fine!" She slouched down in her seat. I stifled another giggle. Dylan had a knack for getting into trouble but luckily she also had a knack for getting out of it by the skin of her teeth.

"Well it's a shame, I was hoping to save you for a change, the tally is a little uneven. No matter, where are you off to now?" I was crossing my fingers she wouldn't say Bobby's because then he would know she knew.

"I had nowhere specific but how about we take a trip to Dads?" She smiled sweetly.

"As long as you promise not to bite off his head for caring when we get there, why not it's only a nine hour drive."

"You know I could zap us there in seconds." Dylan wiggled her fingers.

"No. Freakin'. Way! One that would mean leaving the car behind, which ain't gonna happen, and two the last time you "zapped" me anywhere I was all kinds of backed up! Not pooping for six days straight is not fun!" Dylan began to laugh uncontrollably and reached for the stereo, I slapped her hand away.

"Oi! My car, my music." I grinned and she groaned.

"Fine, enjoy your emo crap."

"Hey Linkin Park isn't emo, it's more like soft rock." I argued.

"Soft is right." She snorted.

"You're such a cow sometimes," I chuckled "you know that right, you're lucky I put up with you."

"Shut up, you love me!"

I elbowed her. She poked out her tongue.

"You hungry?" She asked me.

I nodded, "I'm so hungry I'd eat the crotch out of a low flying duck."

Dylan wrinkled her nose and snorted, "you're a bloody weirdo."

"Hence why we get along so well."

"You want me to pop out and get you something?"

"That would be awesome!"

"Okies be back in five!" And with that she disappeared.

"Shit, Dylan, or Sofiel, whichever name I'm supposed to use for you to get this long distance, no onions!" I hollered hoping that she heard me.