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“It was me” Meg said. Sam had freed her from her prison and now she was going to free Cas of his. She had to promise Sam she wouldn’t try to get out until they were far gone. Because as soon as soon as Cas was out they were going to hit the road an drive as far away as possible.
“I killed Jack and I killed Paul Morgan. Cas has nothing to do with it. I was trying to protect him. Jack was asking too many questions and Paul knew too much already. There were people trying to hurt Cas and I tried to give him a low profile. But it didn’t really work out. I don’t want a lawyer. I don’t want a trial. Just give me the maximum penalty and I’ll accept it”
Isabel stared at her, a little puzzled, but also thrilled. She got Jack and Paul’s killer. Now no one would question her competence as an inspector again. She cuffed Meg’s hand and brought her to a cell.
Meg opened her eyes and looked around confused. It took her a while to realize she was in the spare room. She got out of lit and walked to the door. When she was outside she room she heard noises from outside her and Cas’ room. She walked to it as in trance and opened it.
Jo was putting clothes in boxes.
“What are toi doing?” Meg asked slowly.
“Oh” Jo exclaimed surprised and she turned around. “I didn’t hear toi come in”
“What are toi doing?” Meg repeated trembling.
“I’m storing Cas’ clothes in boxes. I figured toi wouldn’t be able to put yourself up to it, so I volunteered”...
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Sam parked the car in front of their motel. Dean was in no state to drive and even if he was he’d be capable of crashing into a wall. He helped Dean walk to the porch, while he tried to find his key with his free hand.
He could’ve saved himself the trouble, though. The door opened and Jo appeared. She moved aside and let Sam carry Dean inside. He brought him to the canapé and put him down. Dean fell down and closed his eyes.
Sam walked towards Jo.
“Is he going to be okay?” Jo asked with a concerned nod at Dean.
“Physically, sure” Sam replied. “Emotionally, I don’t think so. Not...
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Sam and Dean parked their car in front of the fifth church they found. The précédant four had all been empty. They hoped luck would be on their side for a change.
Dean pushed the door of the church open and looked inside.
“Hello?” he called. When they didn’t get a response he cursed. “Have all priests been abducted par aliens ou something?”
“I don’t know. Maybe Lucifer foresaw our plan and prevented it par killing all priests” Sam replied concerned.
They heard a noise somewhere at the back of the church. The door of the confessional opened and a man in robes came out.
“Father!”...
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Dean and Jo were sitting in a restaurant. Jo had convinced Dean to go out so that he could take his mind of Cas and whatever it was that kept making him ill.
“You look pretty” Dean said, with a faint smile.
“I didn’t even change my outfit” Jo answered cynical.
Dean looked down and Jo recognized his expression.
“Are toi texting?” she asked upset.
“What?” Dean a dit quick. “No, no, I was…I was checking time…”
“why? toi bored?” Jo asked offended.
“No!” Dean denied firm. “I just…I don’t want to leave Cas alone for too long. He’s sick and I’m afraid that...
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Cas was sitting up in his hospital bed. There was a bandage around his neck and his hands and feet were bandaged. Dean, Sam, Jo and Meg were sitting around the bed.
“This picture is starting to get too familiar” Cas a dit grumpy. He lifted up his hand and tried to scratch his neck, but didn’t really succeed.
Meg took his hand and cast him an approaching look.
“What? It itches. toi didn’t get stabbed par a piece of a mirror” Cas muttered.
“Don’t be such a baby” Meg reproached him.
“I almost died in that maze” Cas defended himself upset.
“So did I, but toi don’t hear me complaining”...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Heather unlocked the door and looked at Meg who had been leaning against the door in an attempt to hear what they were doing.
“Did Cas throw up?” she asked, trying to sound casual.
“Yeah” Heather answered. “I’m going to need toi to clean it up”
“Do I look like a maid to you?” Meg commenté offended.
“Of course not, sweetie” Heather smiled weak and she caressed Meg’s cheek. “A maid I would pay. Now, come on, be a doll” And she walked back into the room.
When Meg came back with a mob Heather had taken off her T-shirt and as Meg walked to the vomit spot Heather crawled...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Cas scribbled up and walked to the lit where he sat down. Meg walked to him and also sat down. “Let me see” she a dit soft and she reached for the buttons on his shirt, but Cas pulled away.
“It’s just a scratch” he objected.
“Don’t be ridiculous” Meg replied and she opened the buttons. She shoved the chemise over his shoulders and then went sitting behind him so she could take a good look at the wound. “It’s not that deep. I think I can stitch it myself” She stood from the lit and looked around. “If I were a needle and a thread, where would I be?” She took a deep breath....
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Sam held the door of the hospital open, while Cas carried the unconscious Dean inside. Before they could call for help an emergency doctor rushed to them and called for a stretcher. A male nurse rode a stretcher to them and Cas lay Dean down on it. As the doctor drove to the emergency room, she asked what happened.
“He’s been shot” Cas quickly answered.
“What’s his blood type?” the doctor needed to know. Sam answered and the doctor drove the stretcher into the emergency room. “Sorry, toi have to wait outside” she a dit as she closed the doors, leaving Sam and Cas outside.
Sam ran...
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The door of Meg’s motel room opened and Meg stared at the door way. She was still stuck under the Key of Solomon.
“Anna told me toi were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could toi get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a sûr, sans danger distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless toi do something. Personally, I don’t care if toi killed that man ou not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If toi do the right thing, then I guarantee toi Dean and I will never try to kill toi again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do toi want me to do?” she asked.
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....
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added by charmeddexter
Source: bel_perdente@lj
Meg was pacing up and down the motel room. Both Sam and Dean had turned off their phones, so she had no idea if they had found Cas yet ou not.
“Screw you, Dean” she growled and she walked to the door, forgetting it was locked. “Damn it!”
“I see toi could use some help” Anna a dit from behind Meg. Meg turned around in fear. She never felt comfortable around angels, even now that she was a human. Anna quickly walked towards Meg. “I hope you’re trying to get out so toi can go to Cas?” she a dit in an interrogating tone.
“You know where he is?” Meg asked agitated.
“You could...
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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 sit” Dean decided. Sam sat down on a chair, looking expectedly at his older brother. “You remember...
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5 am
Dean entered the cuisine and saw Meg sitting at the table, with a cup of coffee.
“You’re up early” he mumbled. Meg looked up. “I get it” Dean added. “You never went to sleep”
Meg shook her head.
“Yeah, me neither” Dean replied soft. “So, eh, what are toi going to do now?”
Meg shrugged and stirred her coffee.
“You know what I a dit when Cas told me he loved me? I told him to shut up. I never a dit it back” she a dit sober.
“I’m sure he knew that” Dean a dit careful.
“It doesn’t matter” Meg replied sharp. “He’s gone. There’s no need for me to be human...
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Dean opened the door of the house, wondering if Jo was there, too, ou if she had returned home.
“Sammy?” he called, assuming Cas would be asleep. He walked to the cuisine and saw Sam sitting with his head in his hands.
“What happened?” Dean asked sharp, already regretting the fact that he left.
“We asked Anna to read Cas, to see if he was being possessed” Sam started tired.
“We?” Dean asked, though he had an idea.
“Meg and I” Sam confirmed Dean’s suspicion. “She’s not here anymore” he added quick when he saw Dean’s face change. “He’s not being possessed. But...
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posted by HaleyDewit
The room was pitch dark.
“Meg?” Cas called, though he knew better. He touched for the mur and tried to let his eyes get used to the darkness.
Then suddenly a flash blinded his eyes and he shut them. The darkness returned and Cas opened his eyes.
“You’re not going to find what you’re looking for, with your eyes closed” a voice whispered. Cas understood he had to keep his eyes open at all cost and so when the suivant flash of light came he tried to keep his eyes open.
The light remained for about five secondes and Cas saw something rectangle and dark on the ground. When the lights disappeared...
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posted by HaleyDewit
Meg staggered to the mur and stuck out her hand to find support. She let herself fall against the mur and sank down.
“He’s just lying there. He’s not responding to anything I say” she mumbled breathless. “When I find out who did this to him- and I will find out- I’m going to torture that bastard to death” She looked aside at Heather. “I want to help inspector Roberts”
“Okay, I think I know how to find her” Heather replied.
“And…someone has to call the Winchesters” Meg continued. “They’re his…family…If he…” Meg couldn’t get herself to finish. “They...
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posted by HaleyDewit
The suivant morning.
Cas opened his eyes, hoping Meg would still be with him. But besides him, there was no one in the bed. It had been a rough night. His shoulder kept hurting, but he assumed that was normal. Maybe he should ask Meg if she could help him out.
He got out of lit and frowned. The pain had moved to his head.
“Cas? Are toi up?” Meg called, before she appeared in the doorway. “What’s…wrong?” she asked when Cas sat back down on the bed.
“I don’t…I don’t know” Cas responded.
“Are toi in pain ou something?” Meg asked a little irritated, while she walked to the...
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posted by HaleyDewit
The suivant morning.
Cas woke up on the canapé of Meg’s motel. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes. Light shone through the curtains and Cas stood up and walked to them to open them. Dean’s Impala was parked across the street.
Meg ticked on the side windows of Dean’s car and Dean jumped up. He frowned and blinked to remember where he was. When he did, he turned the window down.
“What are toi doing here so early?” Meg asked.
“What’s in the bag?” Dean nodded at the small paper bag Meg was holding in her right hand.
“Breakfast” Meg replied short.
“Thanks, toi shouldn’t have”...
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posted by HaleyDewit
A couple of hours later Meg opened her eyes. She sat up, but regretted it immediately. She removed the sheets and pulled up her hospital tablier and discovered a bandage on her side.
“You have to leave it there” a gravelle voice said. Meg looked up and saw Cas standing in the doorway. “Are toi still angry with me?” he asked careful.
“Yes” Meg a dit insensitive.
“Are toi scared Crowley will come after you?” Cas asked.
“He already did” Meg replied bitchy. She climbed out of bed. “Where are my clothes?”
“Why? What are toi going to do?” Cas frowned confused.
“I can’t...
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