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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 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 left that...
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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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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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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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Half an heure later Cas opened his eyes and saw Sam and Dean staring at him. He looked away from them, embarrassed that he had once again passed out. He put his hands on the mattress and pushed himself up. He frowned a little and Dean walked to him. He took the glass and helped him drink it. Cas pulled a face and coughed.
“I put something in it” Dean explained. “To kill the pain”
Cas wanted to protest, when they heard the door shot.
“Jo” Dean guessed. “I’ll go. toi stay here” he told Sam.
Dean went downstairs and saw Jo sitting on the dresser.
“Where’ve toi been?” he asked...
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Meg had stayed behind in the hospital after Jo had advised her to get a checkup. She wasn’t injured like Cas, but she had still been in ice cold water and she had been in contact with electricity. So, a checkup wouldn’t hurt.
The doctor draw some blood.
“How long have toi been feeling sick?” he asked.
“Since now, really” Meg answered in full honesty. “One moment I’m feeling fine, the suivant I’m running off to the bathroom, puking my guts out”
“Do toi get stressed easy?” the doctor asked.
“No” Meg responded. “I don’t know. I’m not really familiar with emotions”...
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The suivant room, which was also the last, led both players to what looked like a workshop. They were standing on some kind of balcony and Meg walked closer to the edge to get a better look at the people down there, when she heard a weird noise. She turned around to see Cas stumbling out of the other room.
“Oh my God” she gasped and she ran towards him. Without thinking she took off the chemise again, allowing Cas to see the scars on her skin.
“Press this against the wound” she said. Cas, too weakened to protest, did what she told him. “Follow me” she took his free hand and pulled him...
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The suivant morning.
Meg lay with her head on Cas chest, when the car started vibrated. “Cas” she whispered. “Cas, wake up. There’s someone in the car”
Cas opened his eyes and saw a silhouette. He quietly gave Meg his chemise and he put on his trousers. “Dean?” he asked, though he knew it wasn’t Dean.
“No” the driver replied.
“Kevin!” Meg panted. “What are toi doing? Are toi going to try and kill us again?”
“No” Kevin answered. “Listen, I’m sorry for trying to kill you, but I promise I had good reason. Crowley had to think I was on his side. Ever wondered why I didn’t...
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Butterfield Park.
Night had replaced the jour and the only light came from a Ferris wheel, standing in the middle of the park, suivant to the swimming pool. At the haut, retour au début of the Ferris wheel some of the chairs were removed, just enough to make room for a human body.
Meg was tied up on the rails, facing the starless sky. Kevin had grabbed her and taken her here, while Balthazar put something on the Ferris wheel. Something slippery. So, even if Cas came to her rescue, he’d hit the bottom of the wheel before he’d reach the haut, retour au début and then Meg would be stuck there, until she starved to death ou died from...
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Meg opened the door to their new house and threw the keys on the table. Cas hadn’t a dit a word during the whole ride. suivant to the house they had also gotten the car and somehow both Cas and Meg received their driving license.
“I’ll see if I can make any dinner” Meg a dit tired.
“Why? Are toi trying to poison me?” Cas asked accusatory. Meg didn’t even bother answering that, but went to the kitchen.
Cas followed her. “What are toi going to cook?” he asked, being his normal self now.
“I don’t know” Meg shrugged. “I’ll just throw a few things together”
“Did toi ask...
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Cas was pacing up and down. It couldn’t be true. It just couldn’t be. Meg would never… He sank down on the lit and went with his fingers through his hair. Dean went sitting suivant to him. “I’m sorry”
“Oh, shut up, you’re not sorry” Cas snapped annoyed as he got of the lit and turned to Dean. “You are gloating on the inside”
“Hey, I do feel bad for you” Dean defended himself. “I know how toi feel about her, but she clearly doesn’t deserve you. And now toi have all the plus reason to come with us”
“I can’t leave now!” Cas responded upset.
“What? Why not?”...
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Meg was sitting in front of the mirror in the bathroom of Dorothy’s apartment. She was putting up makeup when the door opened and a woman came in.
“Hi” she a dit as she walked towards her. “My name’s Heather” she introduced herself and she pulled a chair and sat down. “I hear it’s your first night. How are toi feeling? Are toi nervous?”
“No” Meg said. “Maybe, I don’t know”
“You’ve had sex before, right?” Heather checked.
“Yeah, of course” Meg responded.
“Okay” Heather a dit relieved. “This is not a way to lose your virginity”
“Are toi trying to give me some kind of pep talk?” Meg asked.
“Yes” Heather admitted. “And to give toi this” She put something in Meg’s hands. Meg opened her hand and looked at the white pill. “To get toi through your first night”
“I take it it’s not an aspirin” Meg commenté sarcastically. She put the pill in her mouth and swallowed.
Dean parked the Impala in front of the motel Meg was staying. “Are toi sure about this?” he asked, turning to Cas.
Cas nodded. “Thank you” he a dit hoarse. “For not telling Sam” Dean didn’t comment, but loosened his siège ceinture and got out of the car. He walked around it, when Cas stepped out too.
“No, wait here” Dean said. “Let me go first”
“Why?”
“She’s not very happy with you, right now. I might have to use a little persuasion” Dean explained.
“What kind of persuasion?” Cas asked suspicious.
“Just trust me, alright?” Dean replied. “I promise I won’t...
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Dean entered the café Cas had left an heure ago. Cas had called him par using speed dial, but then his phone dropped and all he could hear was a struggle and someone saying ‘I know you’
Dean had looked almost everywhere. He had been asking for him in eat café’s, restaurants, coffee shops, while he tried getting him on the phone.
He walked to the bar and tapped on it.
“Good evening, I’m looking for someone. A man, tall, dark hair, wears a trench coat” Dean described Cas.
The barkeeper, who knew who Dean was talking about, peeked at the three men who had returned. Then he turned back...
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Cas carried Meg to the lit and lay her down. He removed her sweater and held his breath. On the place Kevin had hit there was a big gap and Meg was losing blood on a rapid pace. Cas turned to Dean, begging for help.
Dean looked down at the badly injured ex-demon. Meg had done countless of evil things. She deserved to die like this. The wound would get infected, she’d get a fever, and then she would die.
“Dean, do something!” Cas yelled desperate.
Dean rotated his head to his best friend, who leaned forward.
“She’s not breathing” Cas panicked.
Another few crucial secondes passed by...
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Meg staggered alongside the walls in the hospital. She held her left hand against her side and with her right hand she sought support. She had to find that idiot of an angel. She had listened to her voicemail and she figured he’d be here. It was at least worth a shot. She saw a door opening near the end of the aisle. Dean came out of the room and looked her way. Meg quickly rotated her head and Dean walked passed her. Meg accelerated her steps as much as possible, leaving a trail and entered the room Dean had just left.
“What the fuck did toi do?” she exclaimed.
“Meg!” Cas jumped...
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Hell.
Crowley was training his new powers on some of his demons, while he thought of all the things he could do with it. The ironic thing was that Cas had donné him his powers to save Dean, and the first thing Crowley wanted to do with his new abilities was drain the life out of that Winchester chucklehead.
But that wouldn’t be the most clever plan ever. The Winchesters would probably expect him to strike now. So, maybe, he should send someone else.
As if on cue, Kevin appeared and a malicious smile appeared on Crowley’s face.
“Kevin!” he exclaimed and Kevin turned to Crowley.
“Yes,...
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Dean and Sam rushed into the hospital, to the reception room. “Hi, my friend was brought in here” “What’s your friend’s condition?” the receptionist asked. “Eh” Dean hesitated, looking at Sam.
“Sam! Dean!”
The Winchesters turned around and saw Anna running their way. “Come with me, I know where he is” she said. She turned around again and Sam and Dean followed her. “I found him lying in the middle of a crossroad, bleeding badly. I’ve been having this bad feeling all jour and I’m so furious with myself that I didn’t look for him sooner”
She stopped at a door....
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Sam was back at the motel, when the door opened and Ellen and Jo came in. Sam looked up and his eyes widened. “Jo” he sighed relieved. He walked to her and threw his arms around her. “You’re alive, thank God”
“Yeah” Jo said, tapping Sam’s shoulder.
Sam scratched his neck. “Eh, do toi want some coffee? I can make some” he suggested.
“No, don’t bother, we’re good” Ellen said.
“It’s no bother” Sam said. “I was going to make some anyway” And thus he walked to the kitchen.
“Where’s Dean? I’d like to see him. He wasn’t in his room anymore” Jo said.
“Eh,...
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Cas took Ellen’s arm and disappeared. He landed in the ICU, suivant to Jo’s bed.
“Warn me if someone’s coming. I don’t know how long this will take” Cas a dit dispassionately. Ellen nodded and walked to the door. She opened it and walked outside.
Cas sank down on the lit and lay his hands on both Jo’s temples. He closed his eyes and prayed for Jo to open her eyes.
And she did. At first everything was a blur. She reached out her hand and touched Cas’ face. “Dean?” she mumbled weak. When Cas’ face became clearer she withdrew her hand. “I’m sorry”
Cas didn’t reply, but...
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