Dean, Cas and Sam were standing in an open field. There was a low mural at the end of the field and Sam had placed some cans on it.
Dean showed Cas how to prepare a gun and then made a few shots at the cans. He didn’t miss one.
“You’re really good at this” Cas said admiring. Dean handed the weapon to him. “Your turn”, he said, when Sam had put the cans back and stepped away from the mural as far as possible. He didn’t really trust Cas with a gun.
Cas aimed the gun at the walls and fired and missed.
“I think you just killed a tree” Sam joked. “If I were you, I’d hide for Mother Nature”
“Really?” Cas asked concerned.
“No” Dean answered, casting an annoyed glance at his brother. “Try again” he said serious.
Cas pointed the gun at the cans, fired and missed again. “I suck” he said grumpy and he threw the gun on the ground. He turned around and walked away.
Dean shot a confused look at Sam, who pulled up his shoulders.
“Cas!” Dean called. “Get back here!”
“No!” Cas shouted back, without turning around and he walked faster. Dean rolled his eyes and ran to him.
“What’s going on with you?” he asked when he’d overhauled Cas.
“Nothing” Cas snapped.
“Really? Could’ve fooled me” Dean replied sarcastically. “Then why are you atuação like an angry teen?”
“Because…I’m hungry” Cas answered pissed off. “And I’m wearing the same clothes as I did last night and they’re not even mine. I’m useless and Meg hates me”
Dean widened his eyes. “Okay, I take everything back I just said. You’re not atuação like an angry teen, you’re atuação like a drama queen”
“I’m not-” Cas started to defend himself, but Dean cut him off.
“Let’s try it one mais time. After that I promise we’ll grab a snack and get you some new clothes” he said, feeling somewhat guilty. After all it was his fault his best friend was now starving.
“I’ll miss again, you know” Cas said sad.
“Use your imagination” Dean advised. “Imagine you’re shooting a person, not a can” He took Cas arm and dragged him back to the field. Sam had already picked up the gun and gave it to Cas. Cas aimed it at the cans, fired and kept firing until all bullets were used.
He pushed the weapon in Dean’s arms and walked to the car.
“What’s his problem?” Sam asked, looking at Dean, who was looking at Cas.
“He’s hungry” Dean answered.
“You sure that’s it?” Sam asked doubtful.
“No” Dean sighed.
Dean showed Cas how to prepare a gun and then made a few shots at the cans. He didn’t miss one.
“You’re really good at this” Cas said admiring. Dean handed the weapon to him. “Your turn”, he said, when Sam had put the cans back and stepped away from the mural as far as possible. He didn’t really trust Cas with a gun.
Cas aimed the gun at the walls and fired and missed.
“I think you just killed a tree” Sam joked. “If I were you, I’d hide for Mother Nature”
“Really?” Cas asked concerned.
“No” Dean answered, casting an annoyed glance at his brother. “Try again” he said serious.
Cas pointed the gun at the cans, fired and missed again. “I suck” he said grumpy and he threw the gun on the ground. He turned around and walked away.
Dean shot a confused look at Sam, who pulled up his shoulders.
“Cas!” Dean called. “Get back here!”
“No!” Cas shouted back, without turning around and he walked faster. Dean rolled his eyes and ran to him.
“What’s going on with you?” he asked when he’d overhauled Cas.
“Nothing” Cas snapped.
“Really? Could’ve fooled me” Dean replied sarcastically. “Then why are you atuação like an angry teen?”
“Because…I’m hungry” Cas answered pissed off. “And I’m wearing the same clothes as I did last night and they’re not even mine. I’m useless and Meg hates me”
Dean widened his eyes. “Okay, I take everything back I just said. You’re not atuação like an angry teen, you’re atuação like a drama queen”
“I’m not-” Cas started to defend himself, but Dean cut him off.
“Let’s try it one mais time. After that I promise we’ll grab a snack and get you some new clothes” he said, feeling somewhat guilty. After all it was his fault his best friend was now starving.
“I’ll miss again, you know” Cas said sad.
“Use your imagination” Dean advised. “Imagine you’re shooting a person, not a can” He took Cas arm and dragged him back to the field. Sam had already picked up the gun and gave it to Cas. Cas aimed it at the cans, fired and kept firing until all bullets were used.
He pushed the weapon in Dean’s arms and walked to the car.
“What’s his problem?” Sam asked, looking at Dean, who was looking at Cas.
“He’s hungry” Dean answered.
“You sure that’s it?” Sam asked doubtful.
“No” Dean sighed.
“Daphne? It’s time to let me go” Martin said soft.
Daphne lifted her head and stared at him with wet and bloodshot eyes. “How? I can’t”
“It’s time for me to mover on” Martin said. “I’ve been wandering around for too long. I’m done here. If I stay much longer, I could turn into a vengeful spirit”
Daphne shook her head. “I don’t believe that”
“You didn’t believe I would show up in the first place, either” Martin pointed out.
Daphne pulled her shoulders. “How do I let you go? Aren’t you supposed to walk into the light or something?”
Martin laughed. “Not exactly. You have to salt and burn my bones”
“So I need to go to the cemetery?” Daphne asked.
“No. That grave is empty” Martin said bitter.
“Then where are your bones?” Daphne asked nervous.
“You’re standing on them” Martin answered.
Daphne lifted her head and stared at him with wet and bloodshot eyes. “How? I can’t”
“It’s time for me to mover on” Martin said. “I’ve been wandering around for too long. I’m done here. If I stay much longer, I could turn into a vengeful spirit”
Daphne shook her head. “I don’t believe that”
“You didn’t believe I would show up in the first place, either” Martin pointed out.
Daphne pulled her shoulders. “How do I let you go? Aren’t you supposed to walk into the light or something?”
Martin laughed. “Not exactly. You have to salt and burn my bones”
“So I need to go to the cemetery?” Daphne asked.
“No. That grave is empty” Martin said bitter.
“Then where are your bones?” Daphne asked nervous.
“You’re standing on them” Martin answered.
“Gerard committed suicide last night” Zoey said. “I found him hanging in our bedroom”
Daphne covered her mouth. “Oh my God, that’s…awful” she said
Daphne threw her arms around Zoey and Zoey faked a few tears and sobs. She pushed Daphne away and said she had to tell Alexia. She put her bolsa on the dresser, knowing Daphne would see the letter and be too curious to leave it where it is.
And indeed, a minuto later, Daphne stormed outside, hysterically crying how everything was her fault.
Zoey walked back inside, trusting Daphne would need some time to calm down. She opened Daphne’s computer and connected a portable hard drive to it. The hard drive contained a fake video of Cas doing things with Alexia.
Zoey copied the video to Daphne’s files and then removed the hard drive. She closed the computer and called Alexia.
“Let’s go, Lex” she said. “We’re going to your grandparents”
Daphne covered her mouth. “Oh my God, that’s…awful” she said
Daphne threw her arms around Zoey and Zoey faked a few tears and sobs. She pushed Daphne away and said she had to tell Alexia. She put her bolsa on the dresser, knowing Daphne would see the letter and be too curious to leave it where it is.
And indeed, a minuto later, Daphne stormed outside, hysterically crying how everything was her fault.
Zoey walked back inside, trusting Daphne would need some time to calm down. She opened Daphne’s computer and connected a portable hard drive to it. The hard drive contained a fake video of Cas doing things with Alexia.
Zoey copied the video to Daphne’s files and then removed the hard drive. She closed the computer and called Alexia.
“Let’s go, Lex” she said. “We’re going to your grandparents”