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Katherine was sitting on Caroline’s bed, a blood bag in her hand. Her stomach was healed and she was wearing one of Caroline’s tops. When she had finished the bag she gave it back to Caroline.
“Thank you” she said, though it took her quite some effort. They heard a car park. “I think your mother’s home”
Liz had been working really late. Caroline walked to the window and shoved the curtains. “No, it’s not mom” she rotated her head to the bed. “It’s Matt”
Katherine nodded and got up. “Yeah, I need to go início anyway”
“No, you can stay” Caroline said. “I’ll just talk to him outside”
As Katherine sank back on the cama Caroline rushed outside.
“What’s going on?” she asked Matt.
“Hello to you too” Matt said a little annoyed.
Not impressed por Matt’s mood Caroline said: “Why are you here, Matt? It’s 10.30 pm”
“Your mother told me what happened. She told me you were abducted por Stefan and some girl named Amber” Matt said.
Caroline crossed her arms and looked away.
“So, it’s true?” Matt asked to make sure.
Caroline averted her face to him. “Yes, Matt, if it makes you happy, yes, it’s true”
“Why didn’t you tell me?” Matt asked a little hurt.
“What does it matter?” Caroline exclaimed raising her hands. “There’s nothing you can do about it”
“I know” Matt said soft, taking Caroline’s hands in his. “It’s just…the idea of you being there all alone…it breaks my heart”
“Well, you don’t have to worry” Caroline said. “Because I wasn’t alone…Tyler was with me”
Matt abruptly let go of Caroline and made a few steps backwards. “I…I have to go” he mumbled and he got back into his car.
Caroline watched him leave, feeling sorry for hurting him. But he’d asked her and she couldn’t lie.
When Matt’s car was out of sight she returned to the house. She went back to the room and saw Katherine had fled.
Bonnie unchained Damon’s other hand and he dropped on the ground. With his unbroken and unbitten arm he tried to drag himself out of the cage, though he had no idea where the entrance was.
He felt how Bonnie grabbed his foot and dragged him back. In a reflex he kicked her and she fell backwards.
“You son of a bitch! My lip’s bleeding!” Bonnie cursed.
Damon kicked her again.
“You’re going to pay for this!” Bonnie exclaimed furious.
Then everything went quiet. Damon waited for Bonnie to do something horrible, but another aching stayed out.
Then Bonnie lifted up her feet and stamped his broken arm with her high heels. She grabbed his hair and dragged him to the wall, throwing him against it.
“You’re not playing por the rules, Damon!” she said furious. “No one told you you could try and get away from me!”
Damon woke up and looked around. It was pitch dark, but he knew actually where he was. He felt blood streaming over his arms and on his naked chest. He looked up and saw the blood was coming from his wrists. The cuffs were cutting in his flesh and due to Bonnies anti-healing spell his wounds wouldn’t heal.
He jerked his arms, but the mais he jerked, the sharper the cuffs cut.
“I wouldn’t do that if I were you”
Damon looked around, trying to see where she was.
“Each time you do that a little bit of flesh is sliced, so do that for an hora or so and you will be free, but you will also...
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Jeremy’s eyes bulged as he stared at Damon like he had betrayed him. Damon let go of the chave de fenda and fixated his eyes on the blood.
“What?” he said confused. He looked at his hands, which were covered in blood and he crawled backwards.
Upstairs Alaric was finally liberated from the invisible force and he raced downstairs to the kitchen. His face went pale when he saw Jeremy lying on the ground, bathing in blood. He saw Damon, sitting in a corner, his expression shocked and confused.
“What have you done?!” Alaric yelled, paying no attention to Damon’s wounds. He ran to Jeremy,...
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Damon got up and pulled Elena up. He brought her to edge of the roof where he looked down. He looked back at Elena. “Do you trust me?” he asked, reaching out his hand. This time Elena didn’t hesitate. “Of course I trust you” She lay her hand in his and Damon lifted her in his arms. He stepped on the edge and jumped. They landed soft on the ground and after holding Elena in his arms a few segundos he put her down. Elena stared at his lips as if she had to restrain herself from beijar them.
Then everything happened really fast. Damon gasped and his eyes bulged. Someone grabbed Elena’s...
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The Impala was still parked on the same spot. Meg walked around the car and opened the trunk. She opened one of Cas’ bags and pulled out the first camisa she got her hands on. “Get in the car” she told Cas. “No, passenger seat” she added, when Cas wanted to step inside the driver’s seat. “You can’t drive like that”
She put herself behind the wheel. “I’m surprised you can drive at all” she mumbled.
“I can’t” Cas replied. He leaned backwards and closed his eyes.
“Keys?” Meg said to herself, looking at the connection. “Keys” she answered her own pergunta as...
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Dean opened the door of the mansion and he and Sam entered. Anna had told them where to find Cas.
Dean walked into the living room and saw the old man on the carpet, his eyes wide open. Sam pulled out his gun and so did Dean.
“Cas?” Dean called.
Meg’s eyes widened and Cas quickly covered her mouth. He pulled her behind the closet. “Hush” he whispered and he removed his hand.
Dean looked at Sam and signed he’d procurar upstairs and Sam would procurar downstairs. Dean sneaked upstairs and listened carefully.
Sam ran downstairs into the basement and became sick when he saw the two corpses....
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“Cas?” Meg called from the living room in the mansion. She was standing seguinte to the corpse of the owner of the mansion.
Cas stumbled upstairs and came into the living room. He fell backwards against the mural and sank down on the carpet.
Meg quickly ran towards him and bent through her knees. She took his hands and noticed the blood on his hands. “Are you hurt?”
Cas shook his head. “No” he said out of breath. “It’s not my blood. It’s Frederik’s and Marcus’s” He looked at Meg, terrified.
Meg swallowed. “Did you kill them?” she asked, though she already knew the answer....
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Cas opened the buttons on Frederik’s shirt. He placed the sword against the right side of his chest.
“Let’s play a game” he whispered. “I’ll call it the pot calling the kettle black” He pierced the point of the sword into Frederik’s flesh and started forming a letter. “You thought I did something. I was found innocent. The so-called victim clearly stated I did not do what you accuse me off. And yet you believed I was guilty and so you took matters in own hands. You punished me for my crime” He put the letter on the cabinet and started a new letter. “And now I’ll punish...
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Think, Frederik, think. Talk to him. Keep him from whatever it is he’s planning with you, Frederik thought.
“What we did was wrong, I know that” he said loud. “But you have to understand. I have a daughter and I was afraid that you would-”
“That I would what?” Cas interrupted furious, pointing the sword against Frederik’s throat. “That I would rape her? Just like I raped Alex? For the last time I didn’t do that!”
“Please, man, I have a wife and two kids. They need me” Frederik begged.
“You spent every evening in that café, don’t you think they’re better off without...
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Cas appeared inside a mansion, holding his two victims tightly. The owner of the house stood up from his assento and looked shocked at the intruder.
“What, in heaven’s name, do you think you’re doing?” the older man asked furious.
Cas pushed the men on the floor and walked steady to the man. Before the man could do so much as blink, Cas grabbed his neck and snapped it. Then he walked back to the others, grabbed their collars and dragged them to the basement.
He chained them up on their wrists and a few segundos later they were hanging on the ceiling. He searched their pockets and conjured...
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Cas’ phone rang as he walked slowly towards the other two men. Without looking he picked up. “Meg”
“Where are you?” Meg asked a little hysterical. She was standing por the table, holding Cas’ note in her hand.
“I believe I left you a piece of paper with my whereabouts” Cas replied.
“Yeah. Dear Meg, I have some unfinished business I have to deal with. I’ll be back tomorrow” Meg read from the note. “What unfinished business? Where are you?” she repeated a little angry.
Cas didn’t answer immediately. He had spotted his targets and caught up with them. “Do you remember...
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Cas walked inside the same café he had been the night he found out Meg was human, too. He looked around and noticed to his great delight that the same three men were sitting at the same mesa, tabela as last time he had seen them there.
He stared at them, until they felt it and turned their heads to him. He smirked as if he wanted to say: ‘Come and get me’
He turned around and left the café. The three men looked at the bartender. “Come on, he’s asking for it” one of them said disbelieving. The bartender shot them a warning glance. He allowed it once, but not again.
“I will call the cops...
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Cas rubbed his eyes and looked at his friends. “I understand you’re a little overwhelmed” he started. “But I would really like to sleep now”
“Yeah, okay, we can talk tomorrow” Meg said with a warning look at Dean.
Cas walked to the single cama and started to undress. Then he realized the amount of eyes staring at him. “Are you all going to watch me sleep?”
“No, of course not” Sam said quickly. He put a hand on Claire’s shoulder. “We’ll take this young lady back home. Come on” he said Claire, but Claire pushed his hand away. She walked towards Cas.
“You killed my...
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Meg opened the door of her motel room and pushed Claire inside. They had introduced their selves to one another while shopping for hair products.
“Sit down” Claire ordered and Meg raised her eyebrows. “I can’t dye your hair while you’re standing”
“You know how to do it, then?” Meg asked careful. She wasn’t vain, but she didn’t want to look like an idiot either.
“Please, I’ve done it a thousand times” Claire insured Meg. “You can trust me”
Meg reluctantly sat down on a chair and Claire unpacked the hair dye shampoo. She prepared the shampoo and then went standing...
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“Dean!” Sam exclaimed when he saw Dean sitting on the floor, his hands tied. He kneeled and freed his older brother.
“I’m going to kill him!” Dean snapped.
“What happened?” Sam asked frowning.
“Cas has gone crazy. He attacked me. He’s totally nuts” Dean explained furious. He tried to calm himself por taking a few deep breaths.
“Dean, we have to find him. He’s not himself” Sam said sharp. “I’m going to start calling people”
“You’re not calling that demon” Dean replied in a threatening way. Sam, who didn’t know who else to call, put his phone away. “I’m...
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Heather and Isabel were sitting at the cozinha table, having a cup of coffee. Heather had insisted on wanting to know why exactly Isabel had been fired from the police department.
Isabel was about to reproach her cousin for her way of making money when the sino rang.
“I’ll get it” Heather said fast, glad she wouldn’t have to comment. She walked to the door and was slightly surprised to see Cas in the doorway.
“Can I come in?” he asked.
“Yeah, sure” Heather said and she stepped aside. She walked him to the kitchen. “Do you want some coffee?”
“No” Cas replied, looking straight...
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“Miss Masters?”
Meg looked up and saw Doctor Spencer came her way. She scribbled up.
“Can I talk with you for a moment?” he asked and he sounded deadly serious. Meg followed him to an empty room and he waved at a chair. Meg sat down and so did Doctor Spencer.
“We checked Mr. Novak’s blood. The sample I took last week. We couldn’t find anything” Doctor Spencer began. Meg knew there was mais to come, or else he wouldn’t have taken her apart. “However, the lab has examined his blood again after he was brought in last week. And this time they found a small amount of heroin in...
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Meg opened the door of Heather’s house and walked outside. She turned around and looked Heather sharp in the eyes. “If something happens to Cas, because of what you gave him,…” She couldn’t find a threat that was frightening enough.
“Mm-hm” Heather nodded, her lips pressed. “But you’re just friends” she commented sarcastically. Meg rolled her eyes and walked away, while Heather went back inside.
“Hey, Meg!”
Meg gasped as she recognized the voice. Would he really dare attacking her in the middle of the day, in the middle of a crowded street?
“It’s not very nice to...
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Cas stroked his hair and tried to keep his breathing under control. Meg didn’t understand. He needed more. He had lied about the pain being back, but he hadn’t lied about needing another dose. He opened the upper buttons of his shirt, suddenly feeling feverish.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one por one.
He leaned against the cold, marble mural and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The seguinte morning.
Cas opened the door of his bedroom and saw Meg sitting on the floor, sleeping. He bent through his knees and picked her up. He carried her through the hallway and walked into her room. There he lay her down on the cama and covered her with the sheets. He leaned progressivo, para a frente and kissed her forehead. Then he turned around and left, going back to his room. He took the sheets and rolled them in a ball, taking them downstairs to the laundry. He had no idea how to work with a washer, but there was a manual, so maybe if he’d read extra careful, he might figure it out.
It took him five...
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