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Sam knocked on Meg’s bedroom door and opened it slowly. Meg was sitting on the lit in Indian style, a blue bag of M&M’s in her lap.
“Can I come in?” Sam asked careful. Meg shrugged and Sam closed the door. “That was…pretty intense”
Meg swallowed a handful of colored Candy in response.
“I wouldn’t take it personal” Sam continued as he sat on the bed. “I think he’s freaking out, because we found out he has his powers back. Dean’s with him now. If there’s anyone who can talk some sense into Cas, it’s my big brother”
“Thank you, that makes me feel a lot better”...
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Cas sank down in Indian style and reached out to the flames, which didn’t seem to affect him at all.
“I’ll go see how Meg’s doing” Sam a dit softly and he left Dean alone with Cas.
“Alone at last” Cas smiled slowly.
“Why did toi do it, Cas? Why did toi kill so many people?” Dean asked hurt.
Cas looked down and played with his fingers. “I didn’t” he mumbled defensive. “I told Meg I was going to kill them all, to impress her, to sound like a bad guy. But she never actually saw me kill anyone. Okay, I killed those three men. But, Dean,…they raped me. toi can’t possibly...
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“This is ridiculous” Cas a dit snarky.
“Really? Then why do toi keep standing there?” Dean asked.
“Because there’s feu around me” Cas exclaimed frustrated.
“If you’re not an angel, toi can just step out of the circle” Sam replied simple. “Just be a man, Cas, and step out of the circle”
Cas turned to Meg, who looked back fierce. “You’re going to be sorry for this” he hissed.
“Maybe toi can add my name on that stupid list” Meg snapped back.
“And maybe toi can crawl back into the hole toi came from, toi mentally challenged slut!” Cas yelled and his eyes glowed...
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Meg sat suivant to Cas while he was driving Isabel’s car, though she didn’t know that.
“How did toi get in my room?” she asked slightly nervous.
“What do toi mean?” Cas asked distracted.
“You appeared out of nowhere. I want to know how toi did it” Meg insisted.
“Anna helped me” Cas shrugged, hoping that would explain it all to his partner in crime. However, it didn’t.
“Anna?” she frowned. “No. No, Anna wouldn’t have left toi alone with me. She’s been tracking toi down since toi left Sam and Dean to go on a murder spree”
Cas cast her a furious glance and for a moment...
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The door to the bathroom opened and Cas walked outside. He carried the girl over his shoulder, like a pig he just shot. He dropped her on the bar, causing the plates with nourriture and drinks to fall on the floor.
“Dinner’s up!” he shouted.
At first no one moved as they were too shocked par what just had happened. But then the silence was broken par a scream and people started running towards the exit.
Cas snapped his fingers and the doors locked themselves.
“I’m sure toi all wonder what you’re doing here? Let me refresh your memory” he said. He snapped with his fingers again and darkness...
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Several cars parked in front of the local snack bar. It was closing day, but there was light shining through the blinds and thus they walked to the entrance. They had all received an email with an invitation for a party, hosted par Castiel Novak.
After some hesitation a man opened the door and entered.
“Aaah, toi came” Cas smiled as he turned around to face the crowd. The people looked around. There were drinks, appetizers, food. It really looked like a party, though they had no idea who this Castiel dude was nor why they were invited.
“Please, make yourselves at home” Cas a dit casual...
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Kevin and Alexia were lying asleep on the mattress Anna had provided them, when Cas entered the building. The two teenagers, both having a sixth sense, felt someone was staring down at them and so they opened their eyes.
“Oh, I didn’t mean to wake you” Cas said, not sounding remorseful at all.
“Cas?” Kevin a dit strange, squeezing his eyes to make sure it really was him. He stood and so did Alexia. They realized how they must’ve looked like, but it really wasn’t like that. “What are toi doing here? No one comes here, except for Anna”
Cas nodded distract. “I’m not here to see...
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While Cas put his clothes back on Meg wrapped the sheets around her and walked towards the door.
“Where toi going?” Cas asked.
“Going to take a look in Heather’s wardrobe. I don’t like these clothes” Meg replied and she left the room. Cas took advantage of Meg’s absence to look around in the room. He lifted the mattress, opened the closets and threw all its content on the floor. He pulled the drawers open and threw them on the bed.
“Where is it, Heather? Where do toi keep it?” Cas mumbled as he kept looking.
Meg opened the closet in Heather’s bedroom and checked her wardrobe....
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Cas opened the buttons on Frederik’s shirt. He placed the sword against the right side of his chest.
“Let’s play a game” he whispered. “I’ll call it the pot calling the kettle black” He pierced the point of the sword into Frederik’s flesh and started forming a letter. “You thought I did something. I was found innocent. The so-called victim clearly stated I did not do what toi accuse me off. And yet toi believed I was guilty and so toi took matters in own hands. toi punished me for my crime” He put the letter on the cabinet and started a new letter. “And now I’ll punish...
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Dean slowed down in a rue near the café. A few yards further a police van was parked. Yellow stripes marked a crime scene and people in white costumes were discussing with people in black costumes.
“You think it’s Cas?” Sam asked, looking at Dean from the corner of his eye.
“If it’s not, I’m fairly certain he’s got something to do with it” Dean replied dark, before getting out of the car. He walked steady to the crime scene as he pulled out one of his fake ID’s. “FBI, what do toi got?”
“Man, 43, looks like he’s strangled to death” the coroner said. He took a...
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“What do toi mean, he left?” Sam asked, looking at Meg, requesting a reasonable explanation. Meg turned to Dean, whose expression told her he already understood what was going on. He read the note and said. “So he told toi to start at a café?” Meg nodded. “Unfinished business. Cas, toi idiot” Dean a dit in himself.
“Is someone going to explain me what’s going on?” Sam exclaimed. “What unfinished business? What is Cas up to?”
Dean and Meg glared at each other.
“Have a seat” Dean decided. Sam sat down on a chair, looking expectedly at his older brother. “You remember...
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Cas appeared inside a mansion, holding his two victims tightly. The owner of the house stood up from his siège and looked shocked at the intruder.
“What, in heaven’s name, do toi think you’re doing?” the older man asked furious.
Cas pushed the men on the floor and walked steady to the man. Before the man could do so much as blink, Cas grabbed his neck and snapped it. Then he walked back to the others, grabbed their collars and dragged them to the basement.
He chained them up on their wrists and a few secondes later they were hanging on the ceiling. He searched their pockets and conjured...
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Cas’ phone rang as he walked slowly towards the other two men. Without looking he picked up. “Meg”
“Where are you?” Meg asked a little hysterical. She was standing par the table, holding Cas’ note in her hand.
“I believe I left toi a piece of paper with my whereabouts” Cas replied.
“Yeah. Dear Meg, I have some unfinished business I have to deal with. I’ll be back tomorrow” Meg read from the note. “What unfinished business? Where are you?” she repeated a little angry.
Cas didn’t answer immediately. He had spotted his targets and caught up with them. “Do toi remember...
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The door opened again and Sam and Claire walked in.
“Nice color” Sam mumbled, referring to Meg’s hair.
“Gee, thanks” Meg a dit monotone. She looked at Claire, who looked back provocative. With two Winchesters at her arm she felt a lot plus confident. “When’s your dad coming?”
“Meg!” Dean reproached her. Meg pulled her shoulders. Dean conjured his phone and handed it to Claire. “You should call your mom, tell her you’re fine”
Claire dialed her accueil number. Her mother sounded very agitated when she answered the phone.
“Who is this?” she asked a little snappy as she...
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“Claire, when toi get this, please call me back. I’m not angry with toi for taking the car without asking. I’m just really worried” Amelia said, trying to stay calm. Claire had pretended to be listening to her IPod, while those morons were questioning her about Jimmy’s whereabouts. Soon as they had left Amelia had heard the car and noticed Claire was gone.
She hung up and went to the cuisine to make some tea. When it was ready she took the thé upstairs and walked inside her bedroom.
Five minutes later the sound of breaking porcelaine was heard on the floor. Amelia opened the door,...
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Since there was no way any of them was going to get any sleep, they packed their bags and loaded the Impala. Dean placed himself behind the wheel, Sam sat suivant to him and Meg on the backseat.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. toi didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
Dean drove full speed ahead, crossing a few red lights. Cas was lying on the backseat, unconscious.
“Dean, slow down, you’re getting us all killed” Sam a dit accenting his words. Dean chose to ignore him and parked the Impala in front of the hospital. He pulled the key out and stepped out. He opened the door to the backseat and dragged Cas out. With Sam’s help he carried him inside the hospital. Since Dean was too much in shock, Sam explained to the doctor what happened.
About an heure later, the doctor came to them and they could tell from his expression that he didn’t have good news....
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Cas was lying on the bed, his head on Meg’s lap. Anna was also in the room, after Sam had summoned her. There was only one thing left to do. Anna would have to read Cas to see if he was being possessed.
“Are toi sure toi want to do this?” Anna asked soft. Usually she wasn’t so reluctant, but this wasn’t just anyone. This was Cas, her brother. She didn’t want to hurt him.
Cas nodded and Anna came closer to him. She placed her hand on his belly and looked at Meg. “Distract him” she a dit and she stuck her hand inside Cas’ stomach.
Cas gasped and images of Zoey tearing his insides out flashed before his eyes. Meg took his hand and he clenched her fingers. It hurt, but Meg didn’t pull away.
After a minute Anna withdrew her hand.
“He’s not being possessed” she said.
“What? But that’s impossible” Meg replied astonished.
“He’s not being possessed, Meg” Anna repeated, almost apologizing. And without another word she left the room.
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The Impala was still parked on the same spot. Meg walked around the car and opened the trunk. She opened one of Cas’ bags and pulled out the first chemise she got her hands on. “Get in the car” she told Cas. “No, passenger seat” she added, when Cas wanted to step inside the driver’s seat. “You can’t drive like that”
She put herself behind the wheel. “I’m surprised toi can drive at all” she mumbled.
“I can’t” Cas replied. He leaned backwards and closed his eyes.
“Keys?” Meg a dit to herself, looking at the connection. “Keys” she answered her own question as...
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