Love&#x27;s a game

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Sam couldn’t believe his ears, it was insane that after all these years, this is what it came to. It couldn’t be a coincidence that she and the Winchesters were Men Of Letters, surely. Sam let a small dimpled smile pass his lips with the ‘soul-mates’ and how things came together after he’d become Lucifer. “All that crap from angels really is…just crap. We choose our own destiny.” Sam quotes as he looked slightly confused. “Why didn’t you tell me that an angel had come to you? You should’ve called right away.” He mentioned feeling like he should’ve been there. Now knowing what angels are like…He should’ve been there to protect her. Sam nodded as he opened the Impala door. “How about we continue this back at the motel? It’s only a 10 minute drive.” He smiled softly with still the guilt running through him of not being there for her.

“How come you didn’t tell me about your stuff with Lucifer and the Yellow Eyed Demon? You should’ve called me. We just... we had different paths to walk.” She replied, “I’ll see you at the hotel.”

She moved to the front door of her SUV, “I’ll be right behind you.”

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He chuckles in the insane coincidence of what she was saying. “This is…Wow.” Was all he managed to say at first before quickly explaining himself as to why he was so speechless. “You probably won’t believe this Delilah but I’m technically a Men Of Letters.” He shook his head before placing the card in the glove box of the Impala. “It ran in my family too. Dean and I are kinda the only two left from the Men Of Letters.” He narrowed his eyes at her as a smile crosses his lips. “You my friend, are just full of surprises.”

“You’re a Man of Letters? That’s like literally what my parents were training me for. My brothers to hunt, and me to stay and be the nerd.” She said, beaming before she let it fall away as it hit her. “Fuck. Of course. Fucking angels...” She took a breath, “So when you and Dean were dealing with the seals to hell and Michael and Lucifer, well, an angel came to me and pretty much said you and I were soul mates... Which was super awkward because we’d been broken up for years at this point. The angel said that no stars had ever been more aligned- blah blah blah. Most of what he said was complete horse shit to get me to work with him to try to save you from becoming Lucifer or something like that. There were a lot more lies, a lot more manipulation, and I obviously didn’t act on it.” She didn’t want to explain that it was a series of books somehow about Sam and Dean and her complete absence from them that pushed her away, that felt even more awkward and borderline stalker-ish.

“So the fact that you, Dean, and I are the last the Men of Letters is actually not that surprising in hindsight. In another world or another life, that would’ve completely been us... nerding out over 15th century manuscripts and debating over Enochian pronunciation.” She took a breath, “When we’re done with this hunt, I’ll show you the Salem facility.”

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His eyes furrowed confused as he looked at the card and looked at her with a startled expression. “Delilah, where did you get this?” Sam asked tracing his finger tips over the Men Of Letters symbol. “Thanks… I appreciate this.” He smiled softly at her and pulled her into a small hug. He wasn’t sure where that came from but he just felt like it was right. He hadn’t seen her in a while and she was pretty much ready for a hunt the moment he rocked up on her doorstep. Which wasn’t much of a proper greeting but hopefully this adds up to it. As he pulled back he noticed the glassiness and slight bags under her eyes from lack of sleep. “Are you sure you’re alright to drive?” Sam had to be sure, last thing he wanted was her to fall asleep behind the wheel. He shook that thought from his head with a slight sigh.

She closed her eyes and enjoyed the hug, they hadn’t had a proper greeting so that was nice. “I’ve done a lot more with a lot less.” She said, “I’ll be alright. I’d tell you about the card, but it’s kinda like a fight club things. I’m not really supposed to talk about it. It’s just... through my mom’s family. This old, abandoned secret society. There used to be a chapter of them in Salem and that’s where they symbol’s mythos comes through. Show the card, but don’t let them keep it.”

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He didn’t turn as she had her hand on his shoulder. He just stood still and silent; to be honest he didn’t know what to say. He wasn’t going to say he has the mark of Cain that’s for sure. “He’s not dead. He’s alive.” Sam responded as he placed her bag in the backseat of her car. Maybe times have changed a lot - maybe too much. He isn’t as open as what he used to be. He has been so sheltered the past years, only being him and Dean. Having someone else, whether it be an old friend, asking what’s wrong is very confronting for him. He turns back around and looks down at her with a small smile. “Let’s get down to business.” He nodded before walking over to the Impala. He felt bad not being able to tell her the whole truth but who knows, the next few days on this hunt together, Sam could talk to her if it comes to it.

Delilah nodded, but when she saw Sam move to the impala, her heart sank. She knew it was bad. She gave her own face a couple slaps to wake herself up. She was still very tired but she could tell Sam needed her. She followed him to the hotel and she pulled up next to him. She got out and moved to the back of her SUV and pulling up a false bottom and she pulled out a book from the false bottom. She moved over to him and handed him something that from the back looked like a playing card, but there was a Men of Letters symbol on the front.

“The second the cops here scent you’re not a local, they’ll freeze you out as best as they can. This card is kind of a secret symbol, an urban legend in and of itself. You’ll get through that bullshit. It signals them that what’s going on isn’t normal and they’ll help you. The symbol has been used around here since the Witch Trials to tell law enforcement to back off on certain bits. It’s even gotten me out of a few binds. As long as the sheriff is for Massachusetts, it’ll work 100%.”

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“You sure you don’t want to bring some of your books to study? Just in case you get bored.” He teased with a chuckle and smirk. He shook his head with a shrug. “It might be best if you sleep now for a few hours since we’ll be hunting tonight.” He walked with her towards her car and leant against it. “I’ll leave you sleep in the room while I talk to the sheriff.” I give a small reassuring smile back to her before nudging her gently. “Nah I just got better looking.” He said with a shrug to his shoulders. “We’re good.” Was all he managed to say as he was unsure of what else to say about Dean. He didn’t know where he was after he bolted with mark still on his arm. “Yeah…Dean’s just gone to a close friends place for a few days.” He nods as the smile half leaves his face.

“For the record, you can just say you don’t want to talk about it and I’ll honor that. You don’t need to say anything that’s not truthful to me. I don’t judge you guys, not for anything you’ve done or anything you will do.” She said, giving him a look. She knew about the seals to hell, she knew about a lot of things that happened with Sam and Dean, and she still would go to bat for them based purely on their history.

They moved outside and she put her hand on his shoulder, “Whatever’s going on with you and Dean, no matter how bad it seems or how deep you get... as long as I’m alive, you both have me watching your back. So if Dean’s in deep, tell me what I can do to help. If he’s dead, tell me where I can pay my respects, but you two always have been family... even if we weren’t talking... Got it?”

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Sam was caught off guard as the knife went past his face and hit the wall just before him. He slowly turned around with an awkward smile. “I see you’ve gotten better at that,” He stated as saw her determination in wanting to be apart of this fight. He wasn’t going to argue with her as he knew it wouldn’t go anywhere but around in circles. He nodded with a slight grin. “Did you want to come back with me now? You can nap on the bed. Or just come a bit later?” He asked as he grabbed the knife out of the wall and handed it back to her. “Good to see you’re keeping yourself safe.”

“Gotten better? I’ll pretend to not be offended.” She said, pursing her lips, “But yes, I’m coming now.” She turned back to the desk, packing everything up into three open boxes before grabbing her bag. She tucked the knife into the bag along with her phone and headphones. “Give me some coffee and I can forgo the nap.” She said with a smile that made her dimples stand out before giving him a wink. “At least for a while. But either way, I’ll follow you to your hotel, I don’t want to leave my car here, and if we go hunting I’ll need my gear.”

She smiled as they started walking out of the room, “You got taller, I think... and definitely filled out a lot. You look good. Aside from the haircut.” She teased, “How’ve you been, aside from the dying and apocalyptic stuff and Dean dying a couple times, and all of that shit?”

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He laughed at her greeting. “A haircut? I think I’m good growing it out.” He shook his head with a grin before changing his reaction when mentioning Dean but didn’t want to show much of the emotion. “Dean, yeah he’s still kicking too. We’re both alive and well.” He lied right through his teeth to the girl he never used to lie too. He used to be best friends with this girl and tell her everything but now it’s just one lie, right? No more lies. Man have times changed. She definitely grew up into a gorgeous young woman. He lets another small smile pass his lips. “You’re looking good too.” He started to stand up feeling awful for interrupting her studies and asking her about the vampires that she knew nothing about. “If I’m interrupting anything…I can come back when you’re not busy or I can give you the name of the motel I’m at.” He glanced around the room seeing all her books, she must’ve been more focused on studying then being a hunter. He looked down at her as he shoved his hands in his pockets. “Are you even hunting anymore? I just assumed you were but that was over 10 years ago-” He stopped himself feeling like he was just going on and on. “You know what? Looks like you have a lot on, I’ll just see myself out. I don’t want to put you out.” He walked towards the door as he was cursing himself in his head at how stupid he was for not calling first rather than barging in her front door with a hunt.

“Sam wait...” She said, picking up a knife she’d had hidden under the stack of paper and threw it at the door to sort of prove she wasn’t a civilian.

She’d caught the hesitation with Dean. She might not have seen him in ten years, but she’d known him most of his life. She knew that was a lie without even realizing she caught it but that wasn’t the point right now.

“You’re not interrupting. I’m still hunting. I’m not the one who wanted to stop hunting. I just go back and forth between hunting and school. I’m not a civilian. I just compartmentalize different things really well.” She said, sliding out of her seat and around the desk so that it was behind her. “What do you need help with? I’ve got time. I might have to grab a nap to be useful if you need me to help hunt, but I want to help.” Hell, in truth she’d been waiting for him to come ever since she’d heard he was hunting. She’d been close to going to Sam and Dean for help dozens of times over the last ten years, but she figured he’d come when he was ready. She wasn’t going to shut him out now. Even if she’d been a civilian.

“Tell me about the hunt. I’m in. Whatever it is. I’m in.”

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Sam walked through the doors of Harvard and asked around for Delilah. He got directed in the direction where he was told she most likely would be. He thanked the woman before walking up to her dorms. It had been a while since he had been anywhere near a college, and damn he missed it but wouldn’t change the way he lives now. He knocks on the door and nothing. He slowly opened the door handle and noticed her sitting down at a desk with her earphones in. He shrugged as she looked at him. “Uh the door was open…I knocked a few times and no answer.” He made an uncomfortable expression at how weird that sounded. “Actually, came by wondering if you had any information on the vamps we’re hunting.” He asked with an awkward side smile. Sam knew about how she wanted to balance her life out with hunting between school etc and no matter how hard he wanted to support her, he couldn’t. Because he knew it wouldn’t work, that was her choice, she had to choose one or the other but she was a smart girl, he knew she’d figure it out sooner or later. He takes a seat opposite to her on the desk.

#delilah #moosewinchester1983 #YAY A SAM!!!!#I mean... hi #:D

Delilah hadn’t recognized him a first and even his voice hadn’t clicked right away. Then it hit her and she had a couple different looks of shock on her face before she managed to contain herself, “Wow... Sam, you look...” What was the proper response to someone you’d loved so wholly before? “You need a hair cut.” She managed, which was so not the right answer.

It felt so weird, sitting across from him. It’d been over a decade since they’d last been in the same room. It felt awkward and vast between them and she took a breath to let all of that shock and surprise and awkwardness fade from her before she spoke again. “Sorry. Yes you need a hair cut, but you look really good. I’m glad you’re still kicking around. How’s Dean?” She asked, closing the essay she was grading to give Sam as much attention as he deserved. “Which vampires? I’m a little out of the game right now so I’m not 100% aware of anything going on. I’ve been working on my masters and doing TA work when I should probably be sleeping. I could honestly be in the throng of a zombie apocalypse right now and not even know.” She said, giving him a smile. She felt like she was rambling, but more from the lack of sleep in the last few days versus awkwardness. That was a win, right?

I’m Back - Ish

So ten million years later, I’m sort of back. I am pretty much dropping every thread, unless you message me to let me know you want to still keep going. This is in no way saying that I don’t want to post or anything like that, just that I don’t remember where everyone’s headspace was at so starting new threads would be best. (If you want to continue a thread, that is totally fine with me. I do have pretty much everything in drafts.)

I won’t be on all day every day as I’d been in the past. I’m trying to make a point of being active and doing more, so sitting on my laptop doesn’t completely flow with that. So I might be slow, but I’ll try to be on much more.

Alright lovelies. :D Lemme know what you wanna do. :)

#ooc

“Thanks for letting me stay here tonight.” Hope smiled, turning on her side to shut her eyes and soon fall asleep.

#ryan #supernaturalxkids #hope

He slept well and in the time leading up to the day of the road trip, they were both pretty busy. The night before they were going to leave on the road trip to the witch, Hope stayed the night again. Ryan barely heard his alarm, still deeply out as she laid next to him.

Cody will laugh a but. “Uh, I’m topping. Maybe the seceond round you can top.” He smirked at the other male.

#kieran #supernaturalxkids #cody

Kieran nodded, smiling a little, undoing his own pants and sliding them off, “So you’re going to pay me for something you could pretty much get with any frisky girl. Suit yourself.” He said before kissing him again and running his fingers along Cody’s length to get him turned on enough to give him a blow job.

amusesvoice

“I don’t know what to tell you. My power has been less then capable as of late.”

#jensen #supernaturalxkids #davina

“D, come on. I need your help with this. If I’m hyena I can never be an alpha. Ever. Not unless I lose the dick and suddenly and very magically grow a uterus and vagina. I need you to help me. If I’m not a wolf, I lose my family. I lose everything.”

Amy smiled at him. “God, you’re amazing.” She muttered. She loved him and he was so certain about staying with her.

#vance #supernaturalxkids #amy

He moaned into her lips, kissing her back with a feverish need. He moved down her body, sliding her pants off. “You’re the amazing one, I’m just the lucky son of a bitch who gets her.”

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“Maybe you shouldn’t just walk in on him.” Amy laughed. “No, he’s not here right now.He left like an hour ago or so. He said he had to be somehwere.” She smiled. “I have no idea if he has his phone or not.”