Sophia buisson, bush

Cas and Zoey carried the luggage upstairs to the spare room, which was across Daphne’s room. Zoey put down the luggage and threw herself on the bed. Cas stared at her, unsure whether he should stay ou leave.
“Come here” Zoey a dit and she tapped on the bed.
Cas slowly walked to the lit and sat down, looking as if he was sitting on needles.
“You really need to stop looking like that” Zoey said. “I won’t bite. And besides, you’re the one with the super strength and the magic fingers” She looked at him. “Daphne told me what toi did. toi saved her life and mine. I owe toi an...

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....

“Where’s Zoey?” was the first thing Daphne asked.
“She’s at the hospital” a nurse said. “She’ll be alright, but toi need to go too, for a checkup”
Daphne shook her head. “I feel fine” she mumbled. She looked down and realized she was naked under the sheet. She looked helpless at Cas. He wrapped the sheet around Daphne’s body like a dress and lifted her in his arms.
The crowd parted when he came their way and walked past them.
Twelve secondes later they were home. The door was still open and Cas carried Daphne over the doorstep. He carried her upstairs to the third room...

For the third time that jour someone was ringing the bell. Cas walked in the hallway and stared at the door. “Daphne and Zoey are not here. Maybe toi should come back at a plus appropriate time”
“Emmanuel, open the door”
It was Meg and she sounded scared to death. Cas quickly opened the door and looked at a terrified Meg. Before he could ask what was going on she threw herself in his arms and started crying. Cas, not knowing what else to do, tapped her on her back.
“This feels rather uncomfortable” Cas a dit difficult. “Perhaps toi could let go of me?”
Meg let go and took a step...

Zoey was driving on Front Street. They were almost home. Daphne hadn’t a dit a word during the entire ride. Not because she was still angry, but her migraine had gotten worse.
“Can toi give me one of those muffins? I’m hungry” Zoey said.
“How, for the l’amour of God, can toi be thinking of nourriture right now?” Daphne mumbled and with her eyes closed she searched for the box.
“You’re going to have to take a peek, I put it on the backseat” Zoey said.
Daphne groaned and opened her eyes. She turned around on her siège and lifted the box from the backseat. She opened it and lay it on Zoey’s...

Daphne and Zoey were drinking coffee in Starbucks, at 62 Founders Parkway. Daphne had ordered some donuts with it. Taking your own snacks was against the rules of the house, so they had left the box in the car.
“You’re going to eat those?” Zoey asked, nodding at the donuts.
“No, I’m going to take them to Mrs. Fueller and shove them up her big, fat butt” Daphne a dit angry.
“Well, that would be a waste” Zoey said.
Daphne rubbed her eyes. “I’m not feeling very well. I think I’m getting a migraine” she said.
“You want to go home?” Zoey asked.
Daphne nodded. “Yeah,...

Someone knocked the door and Cas jumped up. He wasn’t supposed to let strangers in. But the person outside kept knocking and ringing, so Cas shuffled the hallway in.
“Who’s there?” he asked.
“It’s me, Meg” the person outside said. “From across the street? I brought toi a plate with muffins earlier”
The door opened.
“I know you” Cas said. “You’re not a stranger, toi can come in”
“Thank you” Meg a dit sweet and she smiled as he let her pass. She entered the sitting room and turned around. “Okay, confession, I waited until your girlfriend left before I came up...

Daphne parked her car at 309 Jerry rue Suite 202. She and Zoey, who was carrying the box, stepped out of the car and walked towards a building with the name ‘Hope’s Promise’ on it. As they were walking an older woman came their way.
“Daphne, how lovely it is to see toi again. The children have missed you” she a dit and she lay her hand on Daphne’s cheek.
“Not as much as I missed them” Daphne smiled.
“Zoey, how are you, my dear?” the woman asked, taking Zoey’s hands in hers.
“Oh, well toi know, trying to save my soul from eternal doom” Zoey replied sarcastic.
“Keep...

Two hours later Daphne was baking cookies, while Cas was staring at the screen of Daphne’s laptop.
“How do I turn it on?” he asked careful; Zoey was in the room. She walked towards him and pointed at the start button. “This button” she a dit polite. She was still shaking from Cas’ last move. She’d had no idea he could be that strong.
“Thank you” Cas said. He looked up with chiot eyes. “Is your shoulder still hurting?”
“I’ll live” Zoey a dit soft.
“It was not my intention to cause toi pain. My first priority was protecting Daphne” Cas explained.
Zoey raised her...

Cas and Daphne were sitting on the couch, when Zoey came in. Cas quickly looked up, but Daphne kept her eyes on the photo album, lying on her lap.
“I see toi two are talking again” Zoey a dit and she sounded a little disappointed.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about” Daphne mumbled. She lifted her head and gave Cas a Kiss on the cheek.
“I saw Shannen in the bakery today” Zoey said. “She’s my daughter’s babysitter, FYI” she a dit to Cas.
“Okay” Cas said. He always felt uncomfortable in Zoey’s presence.
“You’ll get to see her soon” Daphne smiled. “You’re...

One week later.

Cas, Daphne and Zoey were sitting in the cuisine having breakfast. Cas still hadn’t learn how to use a fork and a couteau and so again he was eating with his fingers. Zoey sighed irritated and pulled Cas’ plate to her. She grabbed her own fork and couteau and cut his egg into pieces. She then aggressively shoved his plate back.
“See how it’s done?” she asked disdainful. Cas looked down at his plate.
“Can’t toi try and be nice?” Daphne said. Zoey looked at Daphne. “What? The guy’s a total idiot. It’s annoying”
Daphne rotated her head to Cas and smiled. “How’s...

Daphne was cooking dîner and Cas was putting the table. He was doing it with so much caution it made Daphne giggle. He looked at her and frowned. “What? Am I doing it wrong?” he asked concerned.
“No, honey, but it’s called putting the table. toi don’t have to put so much effort to it”
The door opened and Zoey walked down. She raised her hand. “Wait…Just hear me out” she said. “I’m sorry. I totally overreacted. I didn’t mean to be such a bitch. It’s just that I’m worried. I’m trying to look out for my little sister”
Daphne smirked. “And I l’amour toi so much for...

“He’s a cop, Zoey!” Daphne exclaimed. “What else do toi need?”
“I’m sorry, D, I wasn’t thinking” Zoey said.
Cas was sitting at the cuisine table, tableau watching Daphne and Zoey arguing.
“Perhaps it might be better if I would find another place to stay” he suggested. Zoey rotated her head to him.
“Finally something smart coming out of your mouth” she said. “You know what? Get up, I’ll drive toi myself”
Cas stood up, but Daphne walked to him and pushed him on the chair again.
“You’re not going anywhere” she a dit sharp.
Zoey took a deep breath. “Maybe we should...

Zoey was walking down the nourriture department in the supermarché when she collided to someone.
“I’m sorry” the man apologized. He squeezed his eyes. “Zoey? Zoey Allen, is that you?”
Zoey rolled her eyes. “That has got to be the worst pick up line ever” she a dit disdainful.
“You don’t recognize me?” the man asked.
“Of course I recognize you” Zoey a dit contemptuously, while she threw some nourriture cans in her cart. “I’d recognize your dumbass face even if it were covered in…well, I’m sure toi can think of something” She pushed her chariot, panier forward, hoping this would be the...

“Sir, can toi hear me?”
Cas slowly opened his eyes and blinked. He lifted his hand to shut the sharp light out. Someone was pointing a really small flash light at his eyes.
“Sir, I need to check your eyes. Could toi hold your hands down, please?”
It was a man and he was wearing a white coat. Cas vaguely remembered these people were called doctors.
“Looks all good” the doctor said. He looked up at Cas. “You are one very lucky man, Mister…?”
Cas shook his head. “I don’t know what my name is. I don’t know anything…about anything” He a dit it as if he was talking about...