Castiel and Meg Club
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“Dean, wait!” Cas called agitated. “It’s not what toi think. I can explain it”
Dean widened his eyes. “I’m waiting” he commenté trembling.
“He a dit he was going to take me to prison” Cas started, shaking himself. “But I know he can’t do that. He has to follow strict orders from his superiors. So…I knew he was going to take me somewhere else and probably waste me…I had no choice, it was him ou me…Dean, toi have to believe me”
Dean relaxed. “Of course I believe you” he sighed and walked back to Cas. He took his hands and saw the cuffs had cut Cas’ wrists....
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Dean was wandering through the aisles of the police station. He had no idea where to find Cas, but fortunately a helpful police officer walked his direction.
“What are toi doing here? toi can’t just walk around here” he a dit a little mad.
“Yeah, I’m looking for Castiel Novak. They a dit it was okay, but now I’m kind of lost” Dean explained.
The officer sighed. “Actually Castiel Novak isn’t allowed to have prisoners” he started. “But since he’s being transferred tomorrow morning, I suppose it can’t hurt”
The officer explained where Cas’ cell was. “Usually we bring...
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“Cas?” Meg called from the living room in the mansion. She was standing suivant to the corpse of the owner of the mansion.
Cas stumbled upstairs and came into the living room. He fell backwards against the mur and sank down on the carpet.
Meg quickly ran towards him and bent through her knees. She took his hands and noticed the blood on his hands. “Are toi hurt?”
Cas shook his head. “No” he a dit out of breath. “It’s not my blood. It’s Frederik’s and Marcus’s” He looked at Meg, terrified.
Meg swallowed. “Did toi kill them?” she asked, though she already knew the answer....
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The motel.
Claire was still tied onto her chair. She rubbed her hands, trying to free them, but all she managed to do was tighten the quick-release straps and cause her wrists to bleed. She went with her tongue against the tape to make it loose.
In the room suivant door Sam and Dean were trying to figure out the best way to approach Jimmy. Amelia might have a dit she hadn’t seen her husband, it was plus likely that she was hiding him from them. And even if she was speaking the truth, it would only be a matter of time before Jimmy would try and contact his family.
Claire managed to loosen the tape...
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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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Meg opened the door of her motel room and pushed Claire inside. They had introduced their selves to one another while shopping for hair products.
“Sit down” Claire ordered and Meg raised her eyebrows. “I can’t dye your hair while you’re standing”
“You know how to do it, then?” Meg asked careful. She wasn’t vain, but she didn’t want to look like an idiot either.
“Please, I’ve done it a thousand times” Claire insured Meg. “You can trust me”
Meg reluctantly sat down on a chair and Claire unpacked the hair dye shampoo. She prepared the shampoo and then went standing...
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Dean parked the car in front of the driveway of Jimmy’s house and stepped out, Sam and Meg doing the same. They walked to the door and Dean rang the bell. Meg tried to look inside, and noticed a teenage girl lying in the couch, listening to her iPod.
“Hi, toi probably don’t remember us” Dean said, when the door opened and Amelia, Jimmy’s wife, appeared. “I’m Dean, this is Sam and that’s Meg” Dean continued, with a nod at Meg.
“No, I know you’ Amelia commenté fast. She seemed a little nervous. “Why are toi here?”
“Eh, well, it’s kind of complicated” Sam took over...
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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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Heather and Isabel were sitting at the cuisine table, having a cup of coffee. Heather had insisted on wanting to know why exactly Isabel had been fired from the police department.
Isabel was about to reproach her cousin for her way of making money when the cloche, bell rang.
“I’ll get it” Heather a dit fast, glad she wouldn’t have to comment. She walked to the door and was slightly surprised to see Cas in the doorway.
“Can I come in?” he asked.
“Yeah, sure” Heather a dit and she stepped aside. She walked him to the kitchen. “Do toi want some coffee?”
“No” Cas replied, looking straight...
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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.
Cas was standing in the bathroom, looking in the mirror. He looked very pale and his body felt like it was on fire. His hands had started itching again and this time Cas couldn’t take it anymore. He opened the mirror cupboard and took the scissors. He tried to open it, but the bandage was too tick and inconvenient to even hold it for five seconds.
He brought his right hand to his mouth and his teeth chewed the bandage. He unwounded the bandage with his teeth and when his hand was free, he used it to take the bandage off his left hand. He threw the bandage on the floor and looked at his scarred...
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Crowley had summoned Kevin and since Kevin couldn’t give up his disguise he responded.
“Something wrong?” Kevin asked when seeing Crowley’s strange expression.
“Depends” Crowley started. “You tell me, how is it possible that two ordinary people go through a maze of traps and get out alive?”
Kevin pulled his shoulders. “I don’t know. I guess they have a high threshold for pain. Maybe toi should ask your vampire buddies why they let them escape”
“Maybe” Crowley admitted. “But I also think you’re not being quite honest. Something toi have to tell me? Like how toi don’t...
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Dean stared at his car, his mouth wide open, unable to speak.
“What?” he a dit shocked. “Baby, what have they done to you?”
“Dean” Sam said, elbowing him and pointing at the entrance of the hospital. Meg came outside and walked towards.
“I saw toi two from the window” she explained.
“Why are toi wearing Cas’ clothes?” Sam asked.
“Long story” Meg replied.
“And what the hell did toi and Cas do with my car?” Dean demanded to know, though part of him wished she wouldn’t answer. Unfortunately she did.
“We fucked” Meg a dit smug. The look on Dean’s face was priceless. “And Cas bled on the front seat. Speaking of Cas, he’s fine. Thanks for asking”
Dean had the courtesy to look ashamed.
“Eh, yeah, I just wanted to ask” he mumbled.
“Follow me” Meg said. “I’ll explain everything inside”
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 room had some kind of pool with dark blue water and Meg had to traverser, croix the water to reach the door on the other side. She looked around to find Kevin’s message. She found it on the wall, suivant to the door. She read it and shivered. The tablets were hidden at the bottom of the pool. Meg could swim, that wasn’t the problem. But the water would probably be ice cold and toi could bet there was going to be something in the water, ready to attack her.
However, since she didn’t have any time to waste, she stretched her arms and dived into the water. She was right; the water was ice cold....
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Cas and Meg reached the surface of the pool and Meg held her breath. She had forgotten how good Cas looked when he was all…wet. Cas took advantage of her inability to speak.
“I’m really sorry for everything I’ve a dit to toi today” he began. “I never meant to say those things. I was thinking something, but what came out was the exact opposite. And then Balthazar a dit he and Kevin had put up a plan to kill toi and I knew it was a setup, but I just had to come”
“Doesn’t matter” Meg a dit fast. “Let’s get out of here” she suggested. She freed herself and swum to the edge,...
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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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Jo and Meg were in Cas’ room, packing Cas’ bags. Meg threw all his stuff in the bags, but Jo pulled them out again.
“You have to fold them ou they’ll never fit in” Jo reproached her. Actually she was just trying to buy some time. “You know, I really thought something was going on between the two of you”
“Why? Because we both turned human at the same time? I hate him for that” Meg replied.
“I think toi just hate the fact that toi can’t shut off your emotions now” Jo a dit wisely.
“Why are toi doing this? I killed toi and your mom. Why are toi trying to help me?” Meg...
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Isabel braced herself before she opened the door to the police station. She hadn’t been here since the slaughtering a few weeks ago. Her superior had sent her on a vacation.
“Isabel, what are toi doing here?” a man asked, as he looked up from his desk.
“Hi, Victor” Isabel greeted the man and she smiled weak. “I’m just…picking up a few things I forgot. Personal stuff” she explained as she walked to her office.
“Why didn’t toi give us a call. We would’ve sent someone” Victor commented.
“I wanted to save toi the trouble” Isabel shrugged and she entered her office....
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Doctor Tyson did some standard examinations, while Heather looked from the doctor to Meg, waiting for him to say something.
“I think toi have been very lucky, Miss Masters” he eventually said. “A little plus to the left and toi might not have made it”
“When can she go home?” Heather asked.
“I’d like to keep her here in observation for at least the rest of the week” Doctor Tyson. Meg frowned and shook her head.
“No” she mumbled weak. “I have to call Cas” She tried to get out of bed, but Heather stopped her.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it” she a dit and she...
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