A cold day in hell

With the sunlight beaming on his face, Elijah stood outside the motel, hands in his pocket, eyes on the sky 

His head was still swimming from all that had happened recently, his mind still reeling with the fact that he was getting married again, and it kind of wared him just a little bit 

So deep in thought, he didn’t hear the door open and didn’t connect with reality until Peach hugged him from the back, wrapping her arms around his waist and resting her head flat on his back 

“Hey,” she said softly, and he could feel the smile formning on her lips even without furning around to look at her “What are you doing out here?” “Thinking.” Elijah answered truthfully, his voice barely above a whisper as well. 

“How much of what Madam Jewel said did you hear yesterday before walking in *** 

“A bit.” 

Silence followed after his answer as her heart frowned at the thought that he might have been hurt by all the awful words Madam Jewel had pwed. 

Peach trailed off, uncertain worse to go from there, ter brow furrowed as she tried to find the right

the vibration of his phone in his pocket interrupted their conversation, causing Elijah to sigh and pull out his phone And when he saw Bryan Check’s name,

also a nervous edge to it. “I got an update, so can you

replied after a moment of

‘Hotel Del Rey’… I spent my night here, so I

his waist

smile graced his features when he

you about anything.” Elijah repeated, his thumb brushing

and she looked down at their connected hands, and mumbled, “That’s fine I knew what I was signing up for when I

no word, cupped her cheeks, and leaned down to press a soft kiss to her forehead “It’s just lunch with a guy friend at Hotel Del Rey,” Elijah suddenly mumbled against her skil

he uttered, “Is Mr. Checks in? I have an appointment with him.” “It must be a cold day in hell that I would meet you at such a fancy hotel. What are you doing here, Elijah?” A deep voice with a defiant tone echoed. Snapping his brows together, Elijah hesitated to turn, feeling a sense of annoyance sweep through him. When Matt

you are way below their class and status. Did I get that right?” A comfortable crossed the receptionist’s face, remembering

and calmly uttered, “Can you call his room and tell him that I

Elijah was ignoring him like his presence was nothing more than a nuisance. “You seem pretty close with… what’s her name… right, ‘Peach!’ at the ceremony the other day, and the shit you said to Dean’s daughter that

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