The Winchester Sister

Chapter 29 - Hammer of the Gods

We briskly walk into the lobby, soaked. "Whew. Nice digs, for once." We walk to the front desk. "Busy night."

"Any port in a storm, I guess." I read his tag. Chad. He chuckles. "If you could just fill this out, please."

"Yeah." Dean starts to fill the form in. 

"Sir, I think..." Chad examines Dean's face closely. "Shaving nick there." He hands Dean a tissue and the key. "Your key."

"Oh. Thanks." Dean replies. "Hey, you wouldn't happen to have a coffee shop, would you?"

"Buffet." Chad answers. "All you can eat. Best pie in the tri-state area."

"You don't say?" Dean asks and we leave to go to the buffet. What? I am starving! I pick up a portion of monkfish and scallop risotto with a slice of apple pie before going over to a table. Sam was sulking in the car because he wasn't hungry at all...and he was sulking because he was here. Dean sits down opposite me with his pie as I eat politely, he eats like he hasn't eaten before. I see Sam come back into the lodge and grab some chicken salad before sitting down next to us. "The sulky finally joins us."

"Ha. Ha. Ha." Sam retorts, sarcastically. We dig into our meals before going upstairs to our room. Sam and I roll our eyes at the couple making out while Dean smiles before pointing. "Oh, what are you, 12?"

"I'm young at heart." Dean argues and opens the door before whistling. "Wow. Look at this. We're like Rockefellers. Chocolates! You guys want yours?"

"Knock yourself out." Sam answers as I snatch mine up before he could take it. I pop it into my mouth and chew it before swallowing it and lean against the wall. 

"Whoa." Dean states. "Case Erotica 13 on demand." Sam and I scoff. "What?"

"Isn't this place...in the middle of nowhere?" Sam asks. 

"So?" Dean questions. 

"So what's a four-star hotel doing on a no-star highway?" Sam replies. 

"He's got a point!" I add on. "It does seem suspicious." I hear a woman moan and I frown. The bed thumps against the wall I'm leaning on, and I move away from the wall. "Please tell me, we don't have to sleep with that noise?" A loud thud accompanies the brick wall of the room being smashed in from the other side, almost knocking the flat screen off the wall. I widen my eyes and I'm out the door in a second. I open their own door and no one is there but I pick up the engagement ring left on the floor. "Hello?"

"Hello?" I hear Sam ask behind me. 

"They're not here." I state. 

"Let's go ask Chad, where they are. He sees everyone at the reception desk." Dean says and we all nod, making our way downstairs to the reception. "The, uh, room next to ours - t-the couple that are, uh, joined at the lips - have you seen them?"

"Mr. and Mrs. Logan - the honeymooners?" Chad asks as he types on his computer. "They checked out. Is something the matter?"

"They checked out?" Sam questions in surprise. 

"Mm-hmm." Chad answers. "Mm, just now."

"Really?" Sam asks. "It sort of seemed like they were, uh..." Sam chuckles nervously. "...in the middle of something."

"Yeah, it's kinda of weird for honeymooners to, uh, check out without this." I add on and hold up the engagement ring. 

"Oh, dear." Chad says. "I'll just put that right in the lost and found."  He takes the ring from my fingers but I feel a slight prick on my finger which blood rushes from. "Tissue?" I gratefully take a tissue. "Don't you worry about the ring. Is there anything else I can help you with?"