𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐬
lexi winchester had experienced hell and back. she had hunted every monster, killed demons, slain vampires. it was in her blood to kill. but when a nephilim came to be, she made a different choice.
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Arriving in Dodge City, the first thing that "Team Free Will 2.0" did was check into a motel. Lexi was never one to adore the country side, she was more of a large city girl. Driving through Dodge City remind her exactly why she never enjoyed it. It was mostly due to the unpleasant farm smell and the burning heat, but mixed together, it created a place that Lexi would prefer to stay away from.
"Alright, this is supposed to be the best room in the joint." Dean said as he unlocked their motel room. From behind him, the blonde girl silently disagreed with him. Based on the tacky decor in the hallway, consisting of paintings of farm land and horrible brown coloured walls, Lexi had doubts that any room in this joint would be pleasing to her, and she wasn't usually the high maintenance type. When Dean opened the door and flicked on the lights, her doubts her proven right.
"Oh, ho!" Dean exclaimed as he glanced around the room. "The Wild Bill suite!"
The room decor was much similar to the hallway decor. The walls were painted the same unpleasant brown, with matching coloured furniture. There were multiple animal heads hung on the walls, causing Lexi to screw her face up at the sight of them. Despite the horrible decor, the room seemed decent. It had a coffee table with a few chairs doors that separated the bedrooms. For one night, it wasn't too bad. Except for a cardboard cutout of a cowboy that stood in the corner, which just seemed unnecessary to the young girl. However, Dean seemed to be absolutely loving the room.
"Wow." Lexi said in a monotone voice, glancing around at the many paintings of farm animals on the walls.
"Pretty cool, right?" Dean said, "Oh, look, check it out!" He exclaimed, pointing at picture frames of people on the walls. "Clay Allison, fun fighter extraordinaire." He told them before moving on to the many other picture frames. "And, uh, Curly Bill Brocius, which- now, now, now, little fun fact here, was killed by Wyatt Earp himself. Not kidding." He chuckled, looking over at the others with a wide grin. "Johnny Ringo, Billy the Kid..." He went on to name the many faces on the picture frames.
From beside Lexi, Jack leaned over to Cas, "He really likes cowboys." He whispered.
With a deadpanned look, Cas stared ahead at Dean. "Yes. Yes, he does." The Angel sighed.
After finishing his fan-boy moment, Dean turned to the rest of the group. "Alright, I say quick shower, steak dinner, and then tomorrow, we hit up the cemetery." He said as he walked through the saloon door to the other room.
"Sounds like a plan." Sam replied, following his brother with Lexi right behind him, entering the other room as well.
Glancing around at the bedroom, Lexi headed straight over to the single bed, knowing that her brothers would want the two double beds. She threw her duffel bag onto the bed, along with her FBI outfit that she held on a clothes hanger.
