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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It was a little while later when Dean got a phone call. The Winchester's were sitting in the library, Sam still researching on Alexander Ketch while Lexi kept her eyes glued between her laptop and phone, still hoping that some sign of Jack will pop up on the screen. She hated waiting around, not knowing where he was or even if he was still alive, but she couldn't just give up all hope that easily. She wouldn't be a Winchester if she did that.
"Hello." Dean spoke through the phone as he answered it, "Yes, this is Agent Russell." He added, causing Sam and Lexi to glance over at the older man. "I did give you my card, yeah—Really?" He spoke as he walked back to the table, "What kind of questions?—Okay, and when was this?" He grabbed a pen and paper from the table and began scribbling away, noting down whatever the unknown caller was saying. "What did he look like?"
Lexi perked up, slowly closing her laptop and putting down her phone. Was he talking about Jack? She desperately tried to glance at what Dean was writing but she found it difficult to read the words upside down.
"Yeah, no, we will check into it. Thank you very much." And with that, Dean ended the call.
"What was that about?" Lexi immediately questioned before he even put down the phone, leaning forward to rest her arms on the table.
"It was the manager from the stampede motel we stayed at in Dodge City." Dean replied, "He said his front desk clerk went missing. Right after some dude showed up asking questions about Jack."
Lexi didn't miss any beats before asking her next question, "Did you get a name?"
"Nope." Her brother replied. "But, from his description, evil Colonel Sanders. Asmodeus."
"Tracking Jack." Sam sighed.
Well, shit. Lexi's mind started to turn to the worst possibilities. If Asmodeus was tracking Jack, it would be a matter of time before he found the boy. And Lexi didn't even want to know what would happen when he does.
"Which means he's two steps behind him. Which means, we need to find him fast." Dean stated, eyes darting between his two younger siblings.
"I should say." A British accent jumped in, causing all heads to turn.
At the entrance of the library stood a bruised and beaten Ketch with chains on his wrists and a sandwich in his hands. He looked far too casual from someone being held hostage.
The Winchester's stared at him in silence, their green eyes wondering what the hell he thought he was doing. The silence in the room was filled with judgment as they all watched Ketch take a bite from his sandwich. The blonde girl raised her brow at the man, glancing him up and down with judgement.
