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posted by HaleyDewit
Night had taken over the jour and Dean lay on his uncomfortable bed, wide awake. Sam hadn’t been very enthusiastic about Dean’s plan, but he’d promised he’d talk to Anna about it.
“Do toi have a death wish ou something?”
Dean turned his head aside to see Anna.
“The moment you’re back in Heaven Raphael will kill you. toi tried to escape. They kill toi for that” she warned him.
“Is that why toi haven’t been there?” Dean asked, sitting up. “You could’ve gotten Cas out long ago, but you’re too much of a coward to even try. I went to Hell for my brother, and toi can’t even go to Heaven for yours?”
Anna looked away, hurt and ashamed.
“It’s dangerous. For both of us. It won’t do Cas any good if we’re dead. We should wait until Cas wakes up and is his normal self again” she reasoned, without success.     
“No, that’s not good enough” Dean replied firm. “He won’t be his normal self until he’s whole again” He stood from the lit and walked towards her. “Look, I’m not asking toi to come with me. But I have to do this. I owe Cas. I’ve done some really messed up things and I have to make it right”
“You weren’t yourself, Dean. Lucifer jinxed you. toi couldn’t help it” Anna defended him softly. She bent her head and then looked up. “Okay, I’ll do it” she gave in. “But I’m coming with you”
“They will kill you” Dean commenté hesitatively.
“As they will you” Anna fired back. “At least we’ll have each other’s back”
posted by HaleyDewit
Heather unlocked the door and looked at Meg who had been leaning against the door in an attempt to hear what they were doing.
“Did Cas throw up?” she asked, trying to sound casual.
“Yeah” Heather answered. “I’m going to need toi to clean it up”
“Do I look like a maid to you?” Meg commenté offended.
“Of course not, sweetie” Heather smiled weak and she caressed Meg’s cheek. “A maid I would pay. Now, come on, be a doll” And she walked back into the room.
When Meg came back with a mob Heather had taken off her T-shirt and as Meg walked to the vomit spot Heather crawled...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Cas scribbled up and walked to the lit where he sat down. Meg walked to him and also sat down. “Let me see” she a dit soft and she reached for the buttons on his shirt, but Cas pulled away.
“It’s just a scratch” he objected.
“Don’t be ridiculous” Meg replied and she opened the buttons. She shoved the chemise over his shoulders and then went sitting behind him so she could take a good look at the wound. “It’s not that deep. I think I can stitch it myself” She stood from the lit and looked around. “If I were a needle and a thread, where would I be?” She took a deep breath....
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Sam held the door of the hospital open, while Cas carried the unconscious Dean inside. Before they could call for help an emergency doctor rushed to them and called for a stretcher. A male nurse rode a stretcher to them and Cas lay Dean down on it. As the doctor drove to the emergency room, she asked what happened.
“He’s been shot” Cas quickly answered.
“What’s his blood type?” the doctor needed to know. Sam answered and the doctor drove the stretcher into the emergency room. “Sorry, toi have to wait outside” she a dit as she closed the doors, leaving Sam and Cas outside.
Sam ran...
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The door of Meg’s motel room opened and Meg stared at the door way. She was still stuck under the Key of Solomon.
“Anna told me toi were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could toi get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a sûr, sans danger distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless toi do something. Personally, I don’t care if toi killed that man ou not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If toi do the right thing, then I guarantee toi Dean and I will never try to kill toi again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do toi want me to do?” she asked.
Two weeks later

Daphne was in the shower, Zoey was out and Cas was sitting at the breakfast table, tableau when the cloche, bell rang. Still in his dressing-gown and bare feet he opened the door and stared at two older people. The man had grey hair, a big nose, brown eyes and chubby cheeks. The woman had châtaigne, châtaignier hair, but that wasn’t her natural color. She had green eyes, a sharp face and thin lips.
“Are toi going to let us in?” the man said. His wife was a little too shocked par the fact that Cas wasn’t dressed yet.
“I can’t let strangers in” Cas said.
“Those are my parents, moron” Zoey said....
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Meg was pacing up and down the motel room. Both Sam and Dean had turned off their phones, so she had no idea if they had found Cas yet ou not.
“Screw you, Dean” she growled and she walked to the door, forgetting it was locked. “Damn it!”
“I see toi could use some help” Anna a dit from behind Meg. Meg turned around in fear. She never felt comfortable around angels, even now that she was a human. Anna quickly walked towards Meg. “I hope you’re trying to get out so toi can go to Cas?” she a dit in an interrogating tone.
“You know where he is?” Meg asked agitated.
“You could...
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“What do toi mean, he left?” Sam asked, looking at Meg, requesting a reasonable explanation. Meg turned to Dean, whose expression told her he already understood what was going on. He read the note and said. “So he told toi to start at a café?” Meg nodded. “Unfinished business. Cas, toi idiot” Dean a dit in himself.
“Is someone going to explain me what’s going on?” Sam exclaimed. “What unfinished business? What is Cas up to?”
Dean and Meg glared at each other.
“Have a sit” Dean decided. Sam sat down on a chair, looking expectedly at his older brother. “You remember...
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5 am
Dean entered the cuisine and saw Meg sitting at the table, with a cup of coffee.
“You’re up early” he mumbled. Meg looked up. “I get it” Dean added. “You never went to sleep”
Meg shook her head.
“Yeah, me neither” Dean replied soft. “So, eh, what are toi going to do now?”
Meg shrugged and stirred her coffee.
“You know what I a dit when Cas told me he loved me? I told him to shut up. I never a dit it back” she a dit sober.
“I’m sure he knew that” Dean a dit careful.
“It doesn’t matter” Meg replied sharp. “He’s gone. There’s no need for me to be human...
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Dean opened the door of the house, wondering if Jo was there, too, ou if she had returned home.
“Sammy?” he called, assuming Cas would be asleep. He walked to the cuisine and saw Sam sitting with his head in his hands.
“What happened?” Dean asked sharp, already regretting the fact that he left.
“We asked Anna to read Cas, to see if he was being possessed” Sam started tired.
“We?” Dean asked, though he had an idea.
“Meg and I” Sam confirmed Dean’s suspicion. “She’s not here anymore” he added quick when he saw Dean’s face change. “He’s not being possessed. But...
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posted by HaleyDewit
The room was pitch dark.
“Meg?” Cas called, though he knew better. He touched for the mur and tried to let his eyes get used to the darkness.
Then suddenly a flash blinded his eyes and he shut them. The darkness returned and Cas opened his eyes.
“You’re not going to find what you’re looking for, with your eyes closed” a voice whispered. Cas understood he had to keep his eyes open at all cost and so when the suivant flash of light came he tried to keep his eyes open.
The light remained for about five secondes and Cas saw something rectangle and dark on the ground. When the lights disappeared...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Meg staggered to the mur and stuck out her hand to find support. She let herself fall against the mur and sank down.
“He’s just lying there. He’s not responding to anything I say” she mumbled breathless. “When I find out who did this to him- and I will find out- I’m going to torture that bastard to death” She looked aside at Heather. “I want to help inspector Roberts”
“Okay, I think I know how to find her” Heather replied.
“And…someone has to call the Winchesters” Meg continued. “They’re his…family…If he…” Meg couldn’t get herself to finish. “They...
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posted by HaleyDewit
The suivant morning.
Cas opened his eyes, hoping Meg would still be with him. But besides him, there was no one in the bed. It had been a rough night. His shoulder kept hurting, but he assumed that was normal. Maybe he should ask Meg if she could help him out.
He got out of lit and frowned. The pain had moved to his head.
“Cas? Are toi up?” Meg called, before she appeared in the doorway. “What’s…wrong?” she asked when Cas sat back down on the bed.
“I don’t…I don’t know” Cas responded.
“Are toi in pain ou something?” Meg asked a little irritated, while she walked to the...
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posted by HaleyDewit
The suivant morning.
Cas woke up on the canapé of Meg’s motel. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes. Light shone through the curtains and Cas stood up and walked to them to open them. Dean’s Impala was parked across the street.
Meg ticked on the side windows of Dean’s car and Dean jumped up. He frowned and blinked to remember where he was. When he did, he turned the window down.
“What are toi doing here so early?” Meg asked.
“What’s in the bag?” Dean nodded at the small paper bag Meg was holding in her right hand.
“Breakfast” Meg replied short.
“Thanks, toi shouldn’t have”...
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posted by HaleyDewit
A couple of hours later Meg opened her eyes. She sat up, but regretted it immediately. She removed the sheets and pulled up her hospital tablier and discovered a bandage on her side.
“You have to leave it there” a gravelle voice said. Meg looked up and saw Cas standing in the doorway. “Are toi still angry with me?” he asked careful.
“Yes” Meg a dit insensitive.
“Are toi scared Crowley will come after you?” Cas asked.
“He already did” Meg replied bitchy. She climbed out of bed. “Where are my clothes?”
“Why? What are toi going to do?” Cas frowned confused.
“I can’t...
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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 an old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of château 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 a dit fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean a dit disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean a dit and Sam heard him lock the door.
“Mr. Allen! Open the door now before I bust it!”
Cas recognized Isabel’ voice and frowned. What was she doing here? He poked Meg, to wake her up. “Meg. I think inspector Roberts is here” he a dit quiet.
Meg sat up. “What have toi done now? I thought we left all that Colorado crap, well, in Colorado” she said. She put on her dressing robe and walked to the door.
“Who the hell are you?” she a dit disdaining.
Isabel showed her badge and looked how Cas got dressed.
“I will be right there, inspector Roberts” Cas said.
Isabel wrote something on a paper and gave it to inspector...
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Mitch stared shocked at Cas’ body. “What the hell did toi just do?” he said, averting his head to Daphne.
“Don’t worry, he’ll be fine” Daphne a dit neutral. She ducked and grabbed Cas’ shoulders. “Help me carry him to the couch” she commanded.
Mitch ducked and grabbed Cas’ legs. Together they carried him to the canapé and laid him down.
“He’ll wake up tomorrow” Daphne said. She looked at Mitch who was still really upset. “Really, it’s no big deal. He’ll be fine”
“What did toi give him?” Mitch wanted to know.
“Just some valium” Daphne said. “To calm...
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