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posted by HaleyDewit
From the prison’s roof Naomi watched the ambulância men ride the stretcher with Dean on in the ambulance. A vicious smile played around her lips.
Anna had killed Dean, but had been so careless as to leave his body unguarded. Naomi had done juju on the police and the prison staff and then she had transported Dean to a cell.
Dean wasn’t convicted. In fact they would’ve released him. People that weren’t convicted yet, didn’t get a free trip to prison.
But fact was that in prison the chance of Dean being found was much bigger and Dean being found was exactly what Naomi was hoping for. See, Dean was a healthy young man-beside the fact that he was dead-and there were no physical traces, so what had caused his death. Someone like Dean didn’t just drop dead. They would want to do an autopsy, inadvertently killing Dean.
And there would be no one to save him.
posted by HaleyDewit
It was quiet in prison, wing C. Most inmates were asleep. Some of them were awake, lying in their uncomfortable beds.
The door to wing C opened and a correctional officer entered. He was there for the nightly checkup. They wouldn’t want any convicts get funny ideas.
“Wake up, bitches!” he barked.
Slowly, mais to piss off the co than anything else, the inmates stepped out of their beds and walked to the front side of their cell.
The co walked por each and every cell, giving each inmate a disgusted look.
He stopped at Dean’s cell.
“Get your bunda out of bed, Winchester” he snapped. Dean...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Anna leaned over Dean’s body. She had managed to ship them to an Angel-free zone, but there was no doubt that they sensed her presence and as segundos passed she could feel their presence closing in on her.
“Dean, wake up, we have to move” Anna urged him, while shaking him, but dying twice with only a brief pause between both times wasn’t exactly a walk in the park.
She gave up trying to wake him, and pulled his arm over her shoulder. After a quick look right and left she disappeared and rematerialized in front of the dungeons.
“Anna, fancy seeing you here” Gabriel scoffed.
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posted by HaleyDewit
Evan was pacing up and down the living room of his house. This could not be happening. Erin’s murderer could not get away with a minor penalty. Crazy, my ass, Evan thought. It was no secret Meg knew how to fool everyone.
Come to think of it, she had probably fooled Cas that she loved him, so he would kill for her. He sunk down on his chair at his desk. There was a fotografia of Erin on it, that he picked up.
“I’m sorry I failed you, sweetheart” he mumbled sad. Suddenly he felt a chilling wind in his neck and he felt the hairs on his arms and in his neck stand. “I can’t do this alone…I...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Meg had been brought back to her cell in awaiting for her transferring to the mental hospital in Colorado Springs.
Craig was standing outside her cell.
“I will talk to the judge and I’ll make sure you get transferred back to castelo Rock” he said. “In the meantime, try to stay out of trouble. I heard Colorado Springs doesn’t exactly inhabit the nicest of people”
“That’s probably the reason why they’re shipping me there” Meg replied dry.
“I’ll see to it that they put you in a private room” Craig said.
“And how am I going to pay for that?” Meg asked cynical. “I can’t...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Night had taken over the dia and Dean lay on his uncomfortable bed, wide awake. Sam hadn’t been very enthusiastic about Dean’s plan, but he’d promised he’d talk to Anna about it.
“Do you have a death wish or something?”
Dean turned his head aside to see Anna.
“The moment you’re back in Heaven Raphael will kill you. You tried to escape. They kill you for that” she warned him.
“Is that why you haven’t been there?” Dean asked, sitting up. “You could’ve gotten Cas out long ago, but you’re too much of a coward to even try. I went to Hell for my brother, and you can’t...
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posted by HaleyDewit
“I didn’t mean to fall in amor with Cas” Meg continued. “In the beginning I just used him for protection. I was on the run for Crowley’s demons. So, I moved into the house opposite Daphne Allen and spied on them. Daphne was a little crazy and in the beginning it was all very funny, but then she became violent. She abused Cas, physically and mentally. I told him to leave her, but he wouldn’t listen. Until Dean came to town and we had no choice but to tell him the truth about who and what he is”
“And what is Cas?” the judge asked.
“He was an angel” Meg smiled, looking up....
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posted by HaleyDewit
Sam stormed inside the police station, colliding into a cop. Not bothering to apologize he passed the cop and ran straight to the desk.
“Where’s my brother?” he asked panting. The man behind the escrivaninha, mesa raised his eyebrows. “My brother, Dean, where is he?”
The man curled his mouth and typed something in in his computer. “Dean Winchester is being interrogated right now” he said lazy. “You’ll have to wait or go home”
Sam decided to wait.
After what seemed like two hours inspector Morris left the investigation room and walked to the room.
“He keeps saying he has nothing to do...
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posted by HaleyDewit
“When I was younger I became really ill and my mother was afraid I would die” Meg started her story. “So she made a deal with a demon to save me. He did, but in exchange-”
The judge held up his hand. “Did you just say demon?”
“Yes, your honor, you heard me correctly”
“Okay” the judge said skeptical. “Go on”
“In exchange for my health my mother had to give me up” Meg continued. “From that moment Azazel became my father and I looked up at him like that. He taught me how to kill, how to survive. I’ve killed thousands of people”
“Where did you live?” Evan asked....
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posted by HaleyDewit
Cas had been transferred to intensive care and Dean was no longer allowed with him. He was standing outside, looking through the glass, ready to sound the alarm if anything out of the ordinary were to happen.
Dean looked aside. A man in costume was standing beside him. His hand disappeared in his pocket and he conjured a small card. “I’m inspector Morris. I’d like to ask you some perguntas about Castiel Novak”
Dean sighed tired, but nodded.
“Let’s go somewhere private” Morris suggested and he led Dean to an empty examination room.
“How long have you known Castiel?”...
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posted by HaleyDewit
A couple of hours later Meg, Anna, Craig and Evan were sitting in court. In the back there were a lot of visitors, among them was Jane Simmons, holding a small notebook and a pen in her hands.
“Are you sure you want to do it like this?” Craig asked uncertain.
“Did you tell the judge we’re going for unaccountability? “ Meg asked back. Craig nodded, when the clerk stood and called: “All rise!”
Everyone stood and the judge walked inside. He sat down and everyone else followed his example.
“The defendant may rise” the judge said. Meg stood and tried to keep her pounding coração under...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Cas opened his eyes. He lay on his back on the grass. He pushed himself up on one hand and stood. He looked around to orient himself, but the place didn’t awaken any memories.
Then he saw her. In the distance. She was waving at him, telling him to come to her. Cas tried to go to her, when he felt a grip on his hand.
He turned his head and saw Dean holding his hand.
“Stay with me, man” Dean begged quietly.
Cas turned his head to see Meg’s silhouette fade away.
“She will come back” Dean promised. “But first you have to come back”
Cas turned back to Dean and jerked his hand.
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posted by HaleyDewit
The seguinte day. Meg sat up when Anna appeared in her cell.
“What are you doing here? How’s Cas?” she asked.
“Still the same” Anna replied. “That also respostas why I’m here. We need to get you with Cas as soon as possible. As long as he doesn’t have proof you’re alive he won’t have a reason to fight back”
“Okay” Meg replied. “So, take me to him. Fly me out of here”
“That’s not how it works” Anna replied. “If I help you escape you will be on the run for the rest of your life. You can’t disappear into thin air and neither can Cas. You’re both human now”...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Dean was sitting beside Cas’ bed, holding his hand. Sam had gone back to the motel to get some sleep. He’d been with Cas from the moment Dead had ‘died’ until the moment he came back. Now that Cas couldn’t send him away or cast him scared glances Dean was going to take advantage to spend as many time with his friend as possible. Anna had told him the plan had worked, Meg’s memory had been restored. Now it was just a matter of getting Meg out from prison.
“I told you I was going to get her back from you” Dean said softly. “You just hang on a little longer, alright?”
The sound...
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posted by HaleyDewit
The seguinte morning.
Meg was pacing up and down her cell. She had asked Anna to get in contact with Craig Smith. They had to talk about a new strategy.
Finally a guard came to bring her to the visitor’s room. If it were up to her she’s be running to it, but the guard held her too tight.
“There’s something different about you” Craig noted immediately when Meg sat down. “Something about your eyes. The past couple of days you looked afraid, other times indifferent. Now I see a spark of militancy. What changed?”
“The truth” Meg replied short. “I know what happened. I know who I...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Midnight. Meg had finally fallen into a deep sleep. For the last few hours she had tried to sleep, but every time she closed her eyes she saw Cas’ mutilated face and his glowing eyes judging her. Eventually she had become so tired she had no choice but to give in to the weariness.
She felt her back hit the mural and soft lips beijar hers passionately. Strong hands went through her hair.
She opened her eyes and found herself staring at Cas, but this time he was unscarred.
“I learned that from the pizza man” he said.
“Well A + for you” were the words that escaped her mouth. “I feel...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Dean repeatedly bashed his head softly against the mural of his prison. He had no idea what time it was, but he could feel he was running out of it. If he didn’t get out soon both he and Cas would be doomed for eternity.
“Gabriel?” he said when a thought crossed his mind. “What happens when you try to escape?”
“They kill you” Gabriel replied. No need to sugar casaco it.
“Yes, but right away?” Dean asked.
“They take you to Raphael” Balthazar replied slowly. “Then he kills you”
“Is there a chance they took the box to wherever Raphael is?” Dean continued.
“I know what...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Julian slowly opened his door and looked left and right. A nurse passed and smiled at him. “Good evening, Julian. You’re out for a walk?”
“Yes. Is that okay?” Julian asked.
“Sure” the nurse conformed encouragingly. “As long as you stay inside the building. If you want to go outside, someone has to come with you”
“Oh, no. I’m not going outside” Julian said. “It’s too cold”
“Alright, then” the nurse smiled again. “I’ll come back in an hora to give your meds” Julian waited until she was out of sight before he walked out of his room and snuck up on Cas’s....
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posted by HaleyDewit
Raphael put the box inside a white vault. They had expected Anna to return to get it, not Dean Winchester. Fortunately they had trained Cas well in the years he’d spent with them and away from the Winchesters and mais importantly from Meg Masters. Now if Naomi could get the other part of Cas back they would be able to fix him.
The sound of wings made him look up. Without turning around he knew it was Naomi who stood behind him.
“I hope all went well” he said in a questioning tone.
“I put Castiel in an artificial coma” Naomi confirmed. “If we can keep Dean Winchester here long enough...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Jane was sitting at her escrivaninha, mesa leaning over a small notebook Julian has given her. He’d told her he couldn’t read what it was saying, but that if they could somehow translate it they would find out interesting information about Cas.
Jane was prepared to do anything to get her story. There had already been some artigos about the miraculous resurrection of Castiel Novak, but none of them were accurate. Jane had a witness, facts recorded on tape and a journal. The people wouldn’t get a better version of the story than hers. She was so focused on her story she didn’t hear the knocking at...
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