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The door opened again and Sam and Claire walked in.
“Nice color” Sam mumbled, referring to Meg’s hair.
“Gee, thanks” Meg a dit monotone. She looked at Claire, who looked back provocative. With two Winchesters at her arm she felt a lot plus confident. “When’s your dad coming?”
“Meg!” Dean reproached her. Meg pulled her shoulders. Dean conjured his phone and handed it to Claire. “You should call your mom, tell her you’re fine”
Claire dialed her accueil number. Her mother sounded very agitated when she answered the phone.
“Who is this?” she asked a little snappy as she...
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Meg opened the door of her room and saw Dean sitting where she had expected Claire to sit. “What are toi doing here?” she asked, jouer la comédie calm. “And where’s Claire?”
“Oh, she’s with Sam” Dean replied. “She’s fine, par the way, no thanks to you” He got up and walked to Meg. “Seriously, Meg, what were toi thinking?”
“Hey, for the record, this was her idea” Meg defended herself. “She a dit I should tell her mother I’m keeping her hostage in exchange for Jimmy and I just figured it would be a lot plus convincing if I’d do it for real”
Dean shook his head, furious....
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The motel.
Claire was still tied onto her chair. She rubbed her hands, trying to free them, but all she managed to do was tighten the quick-release straps and cause her wrists to bleed. She went with her tongue against the tape to make it loose.
In the room suivant door Sam and Dean were trying to figure out the best way to approach Jimmy. Amelia might have a dit she hadn’t seen her husband, it was plus likely that she was hiding him from them. And even if she was speaking the truth, it would only be a matter of time before Jimmy would try and contact his family.
Claire managed to loosen the tape...
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“Claire, when toi get this, please call me back. I’m not angry with toi for taking the car without asking. I’m just really worried” Amelia said, trying to stay calm. Claire had pretended to be listening to her IPod, while those morons were questioning her about Jimmy’s whereabouts. Jimmy and Amelia had been upstairs and par the time they were back down, Claire had taken the car and left.
She hung up and went to the cuisine to make some tea. When it was ready she took the thé upstairs and walked inside her bedroom.
Five minutes later the sound of breaking porcelaine was heard on the floor....
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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 parked his car at the first motel they came across with. “Wait here” he a dit as he opened the door and stepped out. He closed the door and walked to the motel.
A few minutes later he returned to the Impala and Sam and Meg got out.
“We got two rooms” he said.
“Yeah, go guys go ahead” Meg mumbled. “I just need to take care of something” She eyed the car that was positioned a few yards away from them.
“Alright” Dean a dit a little suspicious. “Here are your keys” He threw them at Meg and she caught them with one hand. Deciding to let Meg handle whatever is what that...
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Dean parked the car in front of the driveway of Jimmy’s house and stepped out, Sam and Meg doing the same. They walked to the door and Dean rang the bell. Meg tried to look inside, and noticed a teenage girl lying in the couch, listening to her iPod.
“Hi, toi probably don’t remember us” Dean said, when the door opened and Amelia, Jimmy’s wife, appeared. “I’m Dean, this is Sam and that’s Meg” Dean continued, with a nod at Meg.
“No, I know you’ Amelia commenté fast. She seemed a little nervous. “Why are toi here?”
“Eh, well, it’s kind of complicated” Sam took over...
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Since there was no way any of them was going to get any sleep, they packed their bags and loaded the Impala. Dean placed himself behind the wheel, Sam sat suivant to him and Meg on the backseat.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. toi didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
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 and followed Jimmy outside.
“Hey, wait a minute!” he yelled.
Jimmy stopped and waited patiently for Dean to catch up with him.
“Where’s Cas? What did toi do to him?” Dean asked trembling and furious.
“Don’t worry, he’s alive. He’s in here, somewhere. We switched places” Jimmy explained dark.
“I thought toi were dead” Dean snapped hostile.
“Clearly toi didn’t pay much attention. Castiel a dit I wouldn’t age ou die. I’ve been stuck in my own body for ages and it’s time Castiel knows what that feels like” Jimmy replied bitter.
“But…how…?”...
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Anna opened the door of Cas’ room and let Meg in. She was wearing a hospital chemise and her eyes were red and swollen. Anna signed at Dean and he followed her outside.
“Has Meg told toi about her condition?” she asked careful. Dean frowned and shook his head. “She was pregnant”
“Pregnant?” Dean repeated as if he’d never heard of the word.
“Was” Anna said. “She just had a miscarriage”
“Did I kill Cas’ unborn child?” Dean asked, shocked par the fact that Meg could get pregnant.
“Yeah, looks like it” Anna replied merciless. She gave Dean one last reproaching look,...
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Ten minutes later the door opened and Meg appeared in the doorway. Cas’ cœur, coeur jumped up, but Dean walked to the door and pushed Meg outside.
“What are toi doing here?” he hissed.
“Sam called me. He a dit Cas was wanted to see me before he died. Are toi really going to deny him his last wish?” Meg asked disbelief.
“It’s for his own good” Dean a dit heartless and he grabbed Meg’s arm, dragging her to the stairs, leading to the ground floor.
“For his own good? He’s dying!” Meg exclaimed.
“And who’s fault is that? You’re the one that introduced him to Heather. toi let...
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Dean drove full speed ahead, crossing a few red lights. Cas was lying on the backseat, unconscious.
“Dean, slow down, you’re getting us all killed” Sam a dit accenting his words. Dean chose to ignore him and parked the Impala in front of the hospital. He pulled the key out and stepped out. He opened the door to the backseat and dragged Cas out. With Sam’s help he carried him inside the hospital. Since Dean was too much in shock, Sam explained to the doctor what happened.
About an heure later, the doctor came to them and they could tell from his expression that he didn’t have good news....
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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 par taking a few deep breaths.
“Dean, we have to find him. He’s not himself” Sam a dit 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 cuisine 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 cloche, bell rang.
“I’ll get it” Heather a dit 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 a dit and she stepped aside. She walked him to the kitchen. “Do toi want some coffee?”
“No” Cas replied, looking straight...
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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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Meg took Cas’ scarred hands in hers and looked at them closely.
“Where did toi leave the bandage?” she asked.
“Bathroom” Cas mumbled numb.
Meg let go of him and climbed off the bed. She left the room and headed to the bathroom. She opened the door and held her breath.
Cas pushed himself up and stumbled out of bed. He staggered to the window and opened it. He looked down and tried to figure out the best way to fall down. He had to be dead, not crippled.
Meg cleaned up the blood and collected the bandage, before she went back to Cas’ room. She opened the door and dropped the bandage....
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Cas was lying on the bed, his head on Meg’s lap. Anna was also in the room, after Sam had summoned her. There was only one thing left to do. Anna would have to read Cas to see if he was being possessed.
“Are toi sure toi want to do this?” Anna asked soft. Usually she wasn’t so reluctant, but this wasn’t just anyone. This was Cas, her brother. She didn’t want to hurt him.
Cas nodded and Anna came closer to him. She placed her hand on his belly and looked at Meg. “Distract him” she a dit and she stuck her hand inside Cas’ stomach.
Cas gasped and images of Zoey tearing his insides out flashed before his eyes. Meg took his hand and he clenched her fingers. It hurt, but Meg didn’t pull away.
After a minute Anna withdrew her hand.
“He’s not being possessed” she said.
“What? But that’s impossible” Meg replied astonished.
“He’s not being possessed, Meg” Anna repeated, almost apologizing. And without another word she left the room.
The tablets were lying across a table, tableau and Kevin was studying them.
“Any luck?” Alexia asked, leaning against the table, tableau and looking at Kevin.
“Nope” Kevin replied frustrated. “I should be able to read this, but I can’t. Something’s wrong with my powers. My prophet powers, I mean. Not the Angel ones”
“Yeah, I think that’s the problem” Alexia commented. “You were chosen as a prophet. toi were never supposed to be part angel. Your Angel powers are screwing up with your prophet powers”
Kevin sighed and put the tablet down. “Then what am I supposed to do? Give them up? Anna...
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Sam pulled Cas from the ground and dragged him to the sink.
“Come on, barf” he commanded.
“Leave me alone” Cas mumbled faint, his eyes closed. Sam turned to Meg. “Go get his toothbrush” he ordered. Meg ran upstairs and came back half a minute later, with the toothbrush.
“Open your mouth, Cas” Sam a dit sharp and urgent. Cas pressed his lips together, stubborn like a two-year old.
“Let me try something” Meg a dit and Sam took a step back, still supporting Cas. Meg took Cas’ face in her hands and kissed him. She then withdrew and drove the toothbrush in his throat. Cas gagged,...
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