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”
“What were toi doing right before toi became sick?” the doctor asked, trying to help.
“I was arguing” Meg confessed and the memory of it, made her tears go wet. She really didn’t get Cas anymore. First he tells her he loves her and then he blames her for all the bad things that happen in his life.
She jumped up when her phone buzzed. She pulled it out and picked up when she saw Sam’s name on the screen.
“Yeah?” she a dit and she dried her eyes.
“Meg, hi” Sam started, feeling a little awkward. “I was wondering…When are toi getting home?”
“Why? Is there something to get accueil to?” Meg replied bitter.
“If you’re talking about how Cas treated toi in the hospital,” Sam glanced at Cas, who looked up par hearing his name, “he really regrets that. He does nothing but sulking, so please, just get here”
Silence, while Meg was thinking about.
“If Cas wants me to come home,” she eventually responded, “then the coward is going to have to ask me himself”
She hung up and turned her phone off.