Dean was wandering through the aisles of the police station. He had no idea where to find Cas, but fortunately a helpful police officer walked his direction.
“What are you doing here? You can’t just walk around here” he said a little mad.
“Yeah, I’m looking for Castiel Novak. They said it was okay, but now I’m kind of lost” Dean explained.
The officer sighed. “Actually Castiel Novak isn’t allowed to have prisoners” he started. “But since he’s being transferred tomorrow morning, I suppose it can’t hurt”
The officer explained where Cas’ cell was. “Usually we bring the prisoner to the visiting room, but in Novak’s case, we’d prefer to keep him behind bars as long as possible” He walked Dean around a few corners and then finally stopped at an aisle.
“Go ahead” he nodded. “I’ll be staying here. Please, make it quick. I’m breaking a lot of rules here” Dean promised he’d hurry and he ran through the aisle until he found the cell Cas was locked in. Cas was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall, his legs stretched and his head hanging sideward. He looked really pale and he sweated.
“Cas?” Dean whispered.
Cas didn’t react.
“Cas!” Dean called. When Cas maintained his lifeless position Dean turned to the police officer. “I think something’s wrong”
The officer walked to the cell and opened it.
“Get up, Novak. You’re friend’s here” he said and he kicked Cas’ leg softly. Cas still didn’t show any sign of life and so the officer kneeled. “Novak, stop playing games” he said sharp and threatening.
Cas slowly opened his eyes.
“What happened?” he asked weak.
“That’s what I’d like to know” Dean replied obvious.
“Dean” Cas smiled breathless. “You came” He frowned and he touched his belly. When he withdrew his hands they were covered in blood.
“What the hell?” Dean slightly panicked.
The officer lifted up Cas’ camisa and revealed an image one doesn’t get to see every day. Cas’ entire upper body was pierced with razor blades.
“What are you doing here? You can’t just walk around here” he said a little mad.
“Yeah, I’m looking for Castiel Novak. They said it was okay, but now I’m kind of lost” Dean explained.
The officer sighed. “Actually Castiel Novak isn’t allowed to have prisoners” he started. “But since he’s being transferred tomorrow morning, I suppose it can’t hurt”
The officer explained where Cas’ cell was. “Usually we bring the prisoner to the visiting room, but in Novak’s case, we’d prefer to keep him behind bars as long as possible” He walked Dean around a few corners and then finally stopped at an aisle.
“Go ahead” he nodded. “I’ll be staying here. Please, make it quick. I’m breaking a lot of rules here” Dean promised he’d hurry and he ran through the aisle until he found the cell Cas was locked in. Cas was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall, his legs stretched and his head hanging sideward. He looked really pale and he sweated.
“Cas?” Dean whispered.
Cas didn’t react.
“Cas!” Dean called. When Cas maintained his lifeless position Dean turned to the police officer. “I think something’s wrong”
The officer walked to the cell and opened it.
“Get up, Novak. You’re friend’s here” he said and he kicked Cas’ leg softly. Cas still didn’t show any sign of life and so the officer kneeled. “Novak, stop playing games” he said sharp and threatening.
Cas slowly opened his eyes.
“What happened?” he asked weak.
“That’s what I’d like to know” Dean replied obvious.
“Dean” Cas smiled breathless. “You came” He frowned and he touched his belly. When he withdrew his hands they were covered in blood.
“What the hell?” Dean slightly panicked.
The officer lifted up Cas’ camisa and revealed an image one doesn’t get to see every day. Cas’ entire upper body was pierced with razor blades.
Sam was waiting in line in a local snack bar. While he was waiting he watched the news, airing on a flat screen television, hanging on the ceiling.
“The thirty-five ano old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of castelo Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam said fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean said disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean said and Sam heard him lock the door.
“The thirty-five ano old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of castelo Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam said fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean said disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean said and Sam heard him lock the door.
The first witness was the mother of the seven ano old boy Cas had healed from a life threatening fever.
“I went to the cozinha and when I came back Mr. Allen, as he presented himself, had his hands all over my son. I…I think he was taking advantage of my son’s weakness”
“Objection!” Craig said. “I think everyone in castelo Rock knows about my client’s special abilities? Castiel can heal people with his bare hands, which is why Mrs. Jones had him come over in the first place. But to do his job he needs to touch his patient. He doesn’t even charge them”
“Of course he wouldn’t” Evan Trumble, Daphne’s attorney, said. “That’s because he knows that what he’s doing is wrong”
While Craig and Evan where quibbling, Cas looked sharp at Mrs. Jones.
“I never touched your son and you know it. I saved your son and this is not the right way to thank me”
Mrs. Jones seemed to cringe and looked around to find support or a way out.
“I went to the cozinha and when I came back Mr. Allen, as he presented himself, had his hands all over my son. I…I think he was taking advantage of my son’s weakness”
“Objection!” Craig said. “I think everyone in castelo Rock knows about my client’s special abilities? Castiel can heal people with his bare hands, which is why Mrs. Jones had him come over in the first place. But to do his job he needs to touch his patient. He doesn’t even charge them”
“Of course he wouldn’t” Evan Trumble, Daphne’s attorney, said. “That’s because he knows that what he’s doing is wrong”
While Craig and Evan where quibbling, Cas looked sharp at Mrs. Jones.
“I never touched your son and you know it. I saved your son and this is not the right way to thank me”
Mrs. Jones seemed to cringe and looked around to find support or a way out.
Night fell and Meg was playing with her phone. She had gotten so used to the sound of wings, she didn’t bother to look up when Balthazar and Anna appeared.
“We just heard Castiel’s trial’s tomorrow, which is very unusual” Balthazar said. “Whatever Crowley’s up to, it’ll happen tomorrow”
Meg shrugged. Why did everyone expect her to care?
“That means you’ll have to be prepared” Anna said sharp.
Meg stopped playing games with her phone.
“We’re getting you out tonight” Anna said.
Meg looked up, happy as a child. “Finally” she said.
Balthazar conjured his sword, but then a bright light shone from somewhere ahead of them.
“Oh no” Meg said. “Oh no no no no no no!”
That didn’t exactly help, because an instant later both Balthazar and Anna were gone.
Meg sunk to the bottom of her cell.
“Great” she said grumpy. “Juuuust great”
“We just heard Castiel’s trial’s tomorrow, which is very unusual” Balthazar said. “Whatever Crowley’s up to, it’ll happen tomorrow”
Meg shrugged. Why did everyone expect her to care?
“That means you’ll have to be prepared” Anna said sharp.
Meg stopped playing games with her phone.
“We’re getting you out tonight” Anna said.
Meg looked up, happy as a child. “Finally” she said.
Balthazar conjured his sword, but then a bright light shone from somewhere ahead of them.
“Oh no” Meg said. “Oh no no no no no no!”
That didn’t exactly help, because an instant later both Balthazar and Anna were gone.
Meg sunk to the bottom of her cell.
“Great” she said grumpy. “Juuuust great”
The seguinte morning.
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of cama and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, showing her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. You have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of cama and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, showing her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. You have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”