Mrs. Jones tried to get up, but Cas pushed her back down on the chair. “Meg, why don’t you go check the car? I’m sure there’s some useful stuff in there”
“Be right back” Meg smiled and she went away.
“You don’t have to do this” Mrs. Jones insisted. “You can take your girl and leave and we can all pretend you were never here”
“You like to pretend, don’t you?” Cas noted. He heard the door close and Meg running back into the kitchen, holding up ropes.
“Is this useful?” she smirked. Cas nodded with his head and Meg walked to him.
“Tie her hands to the arm-rests” Cas ordered and Meg did what he said. When Mrs. Jones was tied onto her chair Cas pulled two chairs, one for Meg, one for himself and they both sat down. “When is your son coming home, Mrs. Jones?” Cas asked polite.
Mrs. Jones pressed her lips tightly. Whatever these two psycho’s were going to do with her, she was not putting Jerrick in any jeopardy.
“Mrs. Jones, it’s really the best if you just answer the question” Meg advised the woman. Mrs. Jones looked up, hate burning in her eyes and she spat in Meg’s face. As Meg wiped the spit off her face, Cas jumped up and slapped Mrs. Jones in the face, making her head turn sideward.
“That wasn’t nice, was it? What happened to your hospitality, Mrs. Jones?” Cas asked in a calm voice, though it took him some effort. “Maybe we should set up a few rules. When we ask you a question, you answer it. No insulting actions. Am I clear?”
Mrs. Jones nodded and Cas smiled.
“I knew you were a smart woman” he said. “Now, when does your son get home? See, I realize you don’t mind me beating you black and blue, but if you don’t give me the answer Meg is going to be really pissed and she will feel obligated to elaborate on your son”
Mrs. Jones looked up scared. “No. Leave him out of this. He’s got nothing to do with this” she begged, her eyes getting wet.
“He has everything to do with this” Cas replied soft. “ You involved him por testifying that I-how was it again? Oh, I remember-had my hands all over him. Look, Mrs. Jones, I would never hurt a child. So you just tell us when and where to pick up Jerrick and that’s that. We won’t hurt him. It’s not his fault his mother is a lying bitch, now is it?”
“Do you promise my son will be left unharmed?” she asked putting accent to every word.
“Mrs. Jones, unlike you I’m very well capable of keeping my word” Cas responded. He looked at Meg. “Could you find me a piece of paper and a pen?”
Meg stood up and searched the drawers, until she found the utensils Cas required. She gave them to Cas who put the pen in Mrs. Jones right hand.
“You’re going to write a note, giving Meg permission to pick up Jerrick”
“Be right back” Meg smiled and she went away.
“You don’t have to do this” Mrs. Jones insisted. “You can take your girl and leave and we can all pretend you were never here”
“You like to pretend, don’t you?” Cas noted. He heard the door close and Meg running back into the kitchen, holding up ropes.
“Is this useful?” she smirked. Cas nodded with his head and Meg walked to him.
“Tie her hands to the arm-rests” Cas ordered and Meg did what he said. When Mrs. Jones was tied onto her chair Cas pulled two chairs, one for Meg, one for himself and they both sat down. “When is your son coming home, Mrs. Jones?” Cas asked polite.
Mrs. Jones pressed her lips tightly. Whatever these two psycho’s were going to do with her, she was not putting Jerrick in any jeopardy.
“Mrs. Jones, it’s really the best if you just answer the question” Meg advised the woman. Mrs. Jones looked up, hate burning in her eyes and she spat in Meg’s face. As Meg wiped the spit off her face, Cas jumped up and slapped Mrs. Jones in the face, making her head turn sideward.
“That wasn’t nice, was it? What happened to your hospitality, Mrs. Jones?” Cas asked in a calm voice, though it took him some effort. “Maybe we should set up a few rules. When we ask you a question, you answer it. No insulting actions. Am I clear?”
Mrs. Jones nodded and Cas smiled.
“I knew you were a smart woman” he said. “Now, when does your son get home? See, I realize you don’t mind me beating you black and blue, but if you don’t give me the answer Meg is going to be really pissed and she will feel obligated to elaborate on your son”
Mrs. Jones looked up scared. “No. Leave him out of this. He’s got nothing to do with this” she begged, her eyes getting wet.
“He has everything to do with this” Cas replied soft. “ You involved him por testifying that I-how was it again? Oh, I remember-had my hands all over him. Look, Mrs. Jones, I would never hurt a child. So you just tell us when and where to pick up Jerrick and that’s that. We won’t hurt him. It’s not his fault his mother is a lying bitch, now is it?”
“Do you promise my son will be left unharmed?” she asked putting accent to every word.
“Mrs. Jones, unlike you I’m very well capable of keeping my word” Cas responded. He looked at Meg. “Could you find me a piece of paper and a pen?”
Meg stood up and searched the drawers, until she found the utensils Cas required. She gave them to Cas who put the pen in Mrs. Jones right hand.
“You’re going to write a note, giving Meg permission to pick up Jerrick”
Dean and Sam were in the waiting room of the hospital, both drinking coffee. There was no way any of them could sleep now.
Kevin and Alexia entered the hospital. They had informed Anna about Cas’ disastrous atuação and she had directed them to Sam and Dean.
“Hey” Kevin said. Sam looked up.
“Kevin! What are you doing here? I thought you were hiding from Crowley” Sam exclaimed hoarse. He was getting tired.
“Yeah, I was, but something came up” Kevin explained. He sat down seguinte to Sam and Alexia seguinte to Dean. “We had a little visit from our old friend Cas”
“You know where he is?” Dean asked urgent.
“Not anymore” Kevin commented. “He destroyed the tablets”
“He what?” Sam exclaimed surprised.
“He destroyed the tablets” Alexia repeated. “And then he took off. Anna went out looking for him, but she needs you two to get Meg to fess up. Get her to talk”
Kevin and Alexia entered the hospital. They had informed Anna about Cas’ disastrous atuação and she had directed them to Sam and Dean.
“Hey” Kevin said. Sam looked up.
“Kevin! What are you doing here? I thought you were hiding from Crowley” Sam exclaimed hoarse. He was getting tired.
“Yeah, I was, but something came up” Kevin explained. He sat down seguinte to Sam and Alexia seguinte to Dean. “We had a little visit from our old friend Cas”
“You know where he is?” Dean asked urgent.
“Not anymore” Kevin commented. “He destroyed the tablets”
“He what?” Sam exclaimed surprised.
“He destroyed the tablets” Alexia repeated. “And then he took off. Anna went out looking for him, but she needs you two to get Meg to fess up. Get her to talk”
One week later.
Heather was sitting por Meg’s bed. A week had gone por and Meg hadn’t opened her eyes once. The doctor had told her she was not in a coma, but just fast asleep. She would live. It was just a matter of time before she woke up.
Cas was less lucky. Someone had tried to kill him again, but fortunately there was a camera in the room and so the doctors could interfere just in time. Heather couldn’t help but wonder if keeping Cas alive wasn’t just extension of execution.
She felt something soft and cold on her arm and she looked down to see Meg’s finger moving.
“Meg?” she said.
Meg’s eyelids moved and slowly, but surely she opened them.
“Welcome back” Heather sighed relieved.
Meg tried to sit up, but Heather gently pushed her down again.
“Careful” she said. “I’ll go get a doctor” She hurried to the door and walked outside to call a doctor.
Heather was sitting por Meg’s bed. A week had gone por and Meg hadn’t opened her eyes once. The doctor had told her she was not in a coma, but just fast asleep. She would live. It was just a matter of time before she woke up.
Cas was less lucky. Someone had tried to kill him again, but fortunately there was a camera in the room and so the doctors could interfere just in time. Heather couldn’t help but wonder if keeping Cas alive wasn’t just extension of execution.
She felt something soft and cold on her arm and she looked down to see Meg’s finger moving.
“Meg?” she said.
Meg’s eyelids moved and slowly, but surely she opened them.
“Welcome back” Heather sighed relieved.
Meg tried to sit up, but Heather gently pushed her down again.
“Careful” she said. “I’ll go get a doctor” She hurried to the door and walked outside to call a doctor.
Dean carried Cas to the entrance, where Zoey blocked their way.
“You’re not going anywhere” she said.
“Right, because you’re going to stop me” Dean said sarcastic. He pushed Zoey away and walked further to the entrance.
Zoey jumped his back. She tugged his hair and scratched his face.
Dean lay Cas down as careful as possible. He grabbed Zoey’s hair and pulled her off. He smacked her on the ground and kicked her wherever he could.
“I think you’re losing your angel juju” Dean said.
Zoey crawled towards Cas. She grabbed his colarinho, colar and dragged him away, closer to the edge of the holy circle.
“What are you doing?” Dean asked scared.
He got his answer as Zoey emptied a few bottled of alcohol she had kept their in stock. She conjured a lighter and smiled evil at Dean.
“No!” Dean shouted, but Zoey dropped the lighter and caused another fire.
“You’re not going anywhere” she said.
“Right, because you’re going to stop me” Dean said sarcastic. He pushed Zoey away and walked further to the entrance.
Zoey jumped his back. She tugged his hair and scratched his face.
Dean lay Cas down as careful as possible. He grabbed Zoey’s hair and pulled her off. He smacked her on the ground and kicked her wherever he could.
“I think you’re losing your angel juju” Dean said.
Zoey crawled towards Cas. She grabbed his colarinho, colar and dragged him away, closer to the edge of the holy circle.
“What are you doing?” Dean asked scared.
He got his answer as Zoey emptied a few bottled of alcohol she had kept their in stock. She conjured a lighter and smiled evil at Dean.
“No!” Dean shouted, but Zoey dropped the lighter and caused another fire.