Void ~*~ Kevin Tran

17- Oh, Hello, Bitch.

Based off 8.07, A Little Slice of Kevin

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     The day approached quickly where Delta would come to the bar to give Mrs. Tran her ingredients. Annabelle would be staying in her room, not wanting much contact with the witch. She didn't know her, yet she already had an off vibe. Her name is an airline company. 

     "Hey, Annabelle, come meet Delta," Kevin said walking into the room. 

     "Do I really have to?" Annabelle asked whining. 

     "I won't hug you for a week if you don't say hi," Kevin threatened. Annabelle sighed, getting up and walking with Kevin to meet the witch. 

     "Hey, you must be Annabelle," Delta said extending a hand out. "I'm Delta." 

     "I know," Annabelle replied. She looked at Delta's hand, then over at Mrs. Tran and the ingredients. She walked past Delta to the counter. She began looking through all of the ingredients, finding that there was only enough to at least one demon bomb. "Um, Mrs. Tran?" 

     "Yeah?" 

     "This isn't enough," Annabelle said furrowing her eyebrows. 

     "Delta, what is this?! I was clear. I need to build an arsenal. This maybe gets me one weapon!" Mrs. Tran shouted turning to face Delta as she started walking to the bathroom. 

     "It's just a little taste of what you'll get when I get paid in full," Delta answered with a smirk on her face. 

     "That was not the agreement!" Mrs. Tran said with anger fuming off of her. 

     "It is now," Delta answered. She turned, walking to the bathroom again. Kevin shook his head, walking to stand next to Annabelle. She sighed, propping her elbows on the counter. 

     "You realize I could easily go around the world and get these," Annabelle said resting her chin on her hand. 

     "No, you shouldn't use your powers. You haven't used them since who knows when. I won't make you do that," Kevin said putting an arm around her waist. She nodded, leaning into his touch. "And don't be so rude to Delta." 

     "I don't trust her," Annabelle said. She pursed her lips together, looking at the ingredients again. "Mrs. Tran, did you ever tell her my name?" 

     "No, I only mentioned Kevin. Why?" Mrs. Tran asked unfocused on Annabelle. She stood up straight, realizing that Delta addressed her as Annabelle. And she knew for sure that Kevin hadn't told her. Seemed to slip his mind. "Kevin, did you?"

     "No," Kevin said with a shrug. 

     "Oh," Annabelle said under her breath. "Well, when she's gone, tell me so I can help with the spell. Until then, I'm heading to our room to track Crowley's gang bang."

     "Alright, see you later," Kevin said. He placed a kiss to her temple, then Annabelle started walking back to the room she shared with Kevin. Mrs. Tran slept in the other room, giving the two much privacy. But much never happened. 

     Annabelle quietly shut the door, walking to her computer. She pulled up her phone service company, emailing them to turn her new phone on. Finally. She turned it off in case Sam and Dean got any idea's to track her through new phone numbers in the area's of abandoned places. Same with Crowley. 

     She heard a ping, looking behind her to see the phone turning on. She grabbed it, quickly typing in Sam's number. Her finger hovered over the button. What consequences would follow if she did call Sam? She could possibly be in trouble, but she also knows that if she didn't a lot more bad things could happen. She was about to press it, but she heard a voice other than the three outside the room.