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 ignore someone who’s calling you” Kevin continued. “And it’s very stupid when that someone is much mais powerful than you…unless you have a death wish, of course”
Meg turned around and faced him, noticing a gun in his right hand.
“What, no angel juju?” she asked sarcastically.
“Oh, I have plenty” Kevin responded. “Crowley wanted me to use this instead”
“And life just isn’t complete if you can’t kiss Crowley’s ass” Meg commented sarcastically.
Kevin lifted the gun and aimed it at Meg’s face. “Watch your tongue. That’s my mentor you’re talking about”
“He’s a demon who’s manipulating you!” Meg exclaimed. “If he really cares for you why doesn’t he let you go? Why is he keeping you away from your family?”
Kevin shook his head. “He’s not keeping me away from my family. I get to see them every single day”
“How many tablets have you decoded? Yes, I know there’s mais than one” Meg jumped on another subject. “You realize that as soon as Crowley doesn’t need you anymore, you’ll be dead, right?”
“If I were you, Meggy, I’d stop worrying about my life,” Kevin said as he aimed the gun at Meg’s belly, “and start worrying about yours” and he pulled the trigger.
“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 ignore someone who’s calling you” Kevin continued. “And it’s very stupid when that someone is much mais powerful than you…unless you have a death wish, of course”
Meg turned around and faced him, noticing a gun in his right hand.
“What, no angel juju?” she asked sarcastically.
“Oh, I have plenty” Kevin responded. “Crowley wanted me to use this instead”
“And life just isn’t complete if you can’t kiss Crowley’s ass” Meg commented sarcastically.
Kevin lifted the gun and aimed it at Meg’s face. “Watch your tongue. That’s my mentor you’re talking about”
“He’s a demon who’s manipulating you!” Meg exclaimed. “If he really cares for you why doesn’t he let you go? Why is he keeping you away from your family?”
Kevin shook his head. “He’s not keeping me away from my family. I get to see them every single day”
“How many tablets have you decoded? Yes, I know there’s mais than one” Meg jumped on another subject. “You realize that as soon as Crowley doesn’t need you anymore, you’ll be dead, right?”
“If I were you, Meggy, I’d stop worrying about my life,” Kevin said as he aimed the gun at Meg’s belly, “and start worrying about yours” and he pulled the trigger.
“If I have to die, so will you” Zoey said.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the fogo out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let you go”
“He’ll kill you either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t amor me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he said hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If you really amor him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the fogo out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let you go”
“He’ll kill you either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t amor me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he said hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If you really amor him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
Cas beached on the street, far away from Rufus’ cabin. He wasn’t sure how to feel. He was angry, because Dean wouldn’t listen to him. Dean always thought he knew everything better. He was disappointed, because Dean had no faith in him at all.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t you hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he said breathless. “How did you find me? What are you doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need you to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t you hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he said breathless. “How did you find me? What are you doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need you to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.