Castiel with Wings

Jimmy opened the door of the bedroom. He heard a voice that didn’t belong to Amelia. He snuck down the stairs until he had a clear view on the women, without being exposed. His wife was standing with her back towards him, which was good, because now he could see who the visitor was. He didn’t recognize her at first; she had dyed her hair. But when he heard her speak, he knew who she was.
“Let’s trade. Oh, and no police, ou Claire will be demon meat. I used to be a demon, I still have connections. So better montrer up at this address with your hubby ou even better, send him alone. toi have...

Mrs. Jones was cleaning the breakfast table, tableau when someone rang the bell. She put the dishes on the dresser and walked to the front door. She opened and froze.
“You” she a dit weak when seeing Cas.
“Hello, Mrs. Jones” Cas a dit friendly. “Can I come in, please?”
“I…I don’t know, Mr…” Mrs. Jones stammered reluctant.
“Novak. Castiel Novak” Cas introduced himself. He nodded at Meg. “This is Meg Masters. She’s a close friend. Please, Mrs. Jones, I just want to talk to you”
Mrs. Jones sighed. “Fine, then” she a dit and she let them in. She led them to the cuisine where...

Daphne’s eyes flashed open. She felt how someone was staring at her and she looked aside. It was a woman with short, ginger hair which she had seemed to cut herself.
Daphne let out a shriek and jumped back. “Get away from me! Freak!”
The woman’s eyes bulged as they glided over Daphne’s inducted body. She reached out her hand and touched the bandage, when Daphne waved her hand and slapped her.
The woman touched her cheek and shrieked. She raced to a corner and began to cry like a baby.
The door opened and two nurses came in. One was rather tall and robust while the other one could’ve...

Cas was sitting at the cuisine table, staring ahead. He didn’t know what to do. A part of him wanted to stay. Daphne had saved his life. She’d taken care of him when anyone else would’ve just left him at that lake.
But another part, a bigger part, wanted to get out of there as soon as possible. It was sûr, sans danger to say that his lovely wife wasn’t so lovely at all.
So, why didn’t he just go? Because Zoey had been talking to him. She told him what really happened with Martin, their brother. How Daphne felt responsible for his death and how he, Cas, reminded her of him. Because Martin had...