If Dean and Sam had hoped Cas would be in a better mood after putting some nourriture in his stomach, their hopes were now buried very deep into the ground. After finishing his lunch he threw his plastic plate on the floor.
“Why did toi do that?” Sam hissed, as he leaned to the floor to pick up the garbage. Cas shrugged. “You’re jouer la comédie really odd, Castiel. Has anyone told you?” Sam a dit a little annoyed. Cas shrugged again. “Stop…shrugging. If this is about Meg, then just tell me”
“I don’t have to tell toi anything” Cas replied with his gravelle voice. He stood and as Sam wanted to do the same he cast the younger Winchester a warning stare. “I’m going to the bathroom. I don’t need your help with that”
As he left Sam turned to his brother, who watched Cas’ back. “Do toi have any idea of what’s wrong with him?” he asked sharp, requiring an honest answer.
“Actually, I do” Dean answered and he took a sip from his beer. “But don’t ask me what, I promised I wouldn’t tell”
“Come on, Dean!” Sam objected.
“Sorry, Sammy” Dean replied. “If toi want to know, toi have to ask our angel”
“Okay, I will” Sam a dit and he stood and walked to the bathroom.
“Why did toi do that?” Sam hissed, as he leaned to the floor to pick up the garbage. Cas shrugged. “You’re jouer la comédie really odd, Castiel. Has anyone told you?” Sam a dit a little annoyed. Cas shrugged again. “Stop…shrugging. If this is about Meg, then just tell me”
“I don’t have to tell toi anything” Cas replied with his gravelle voice. He stood and as Sam wanted to do the same he cast the younger Winchester a warning stare. “I’m going to the bathroom. I don’t need your help with that”
As he left Sam turned to his brother, who watched Cas’ back. “Do toi have any idea of what’s wrong with him?” he asked sharp, requiring an honest answer.
“Actually, I do” Dean answered and he took a sip from his beer. “But don’t ask me what, I promised I wouldn’t tell”
“Come on, Dean!” Sam objected.
“Sorry, Sammy” Dean replied. “If toi want to know, toi have to ask our angel”
“Okay, I will” Sam a dit and he stood and walked to the bathroom.
Cas stroked his hair and tried to keep his breathing under control. Meg didn’t understand. He needed more. He had lied about the pain being back, but he hadn’t lied about needing another dose. He opened the upper buttons of his shirt, suddenly feeling feverish.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one par one.
He leaned against the cold, marble mur and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one par one.
He leaned against the cold, marble mur and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
