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Daphne was sitting on her bed, staring at the front page of the newspaper. She had wanted to give Meg the benefit of the doubt, since she knew Cas had a thing for her. But if she was a murderer Daphne had to keep her away from him. And in order to do that…
But how was she going to accomplish that? The security system was very…secure. She looked down. Maybe her bandage could be of use. No, that would be crazy. Although.
She took of her hospital chemise and pinched her fingers underneath the bandage. Then she unrolled the bandage and cringed when she pulled off the last bit.
She heard a weird...
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The suivant morning.
Daphne’s upper body and arms were taped in with bandage, so she couldn’t déplacer very well. She opened her eyes and when she saw her wrapped body her breath went faster and irregular. She tried to pull the bandages off, but they were too tight.
The door opened and Cas and Zoey ran towards her.
“No, don’t take it off, Daphne” Zoey said, as she grabbed Daphne’s hands.
“What happened? Why am I here?” she a dit panicking. Zoey and Cas traded a quick glance. “You don’t remember?” Zoey asked. Daphne shook her head. “You cut yourself, all over your body” Zoey...
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As soon as Meg opened the door Cas came rushing in. Meg’s eyes widened and she shut the door. “Hello to you, too” she mumbled and she walked into the living room, where Cas was sitting on the couch. He was staring in front of him. Meg walked towards him and sat down.
“What are toi doing here?”
Cas didn’t answer. He was trying to keep his breathing under control.
“What happened?” Meg asked. “Is Daphne still angry about me being there? I can go there and tell her what happened”
Cas still didn’t answer.
“I made her unhappy” he eventually said.
“How do toi mean?” Meg...
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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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“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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Jack walked the steps to his front door and opened it. As he hung his manteau on the manteau rack he shouted. “Darling, I’m home!”
His wife didn’t respond, but there were noises in the kitchen, so he assumed she was cooking dîner for him. That was one of the things that made her so amazing. No matter what time he came accueil from work, she would always prepare him a fresh meal. And in return he would flirt with every woman he came across. She really deserved better.
“You know that guy I had to interrogate, the one in the hospital?” he said. “There’s something really off about him. I’m...
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