Cas was standing in front of the mirror, in the bathroom. He was shirtless and he held some kind of gun in his right hand. He put his arm behind his back and placed the gun against his shoulder blade. He shot and ink came out of the gun. He made some kind of mark and repeated the process over and over again until his back was covered with a repeat of the same tattoo.
He put his arm vers l'avant, vers l’avant and placed the gun against his chest. He repeated the process and small streams of blood ran over his thorax.
When his chest was tattooed as well, he put on his shirt, not caring about the blood. So what if anyone saw it? Sure, it would freak the hell out of them, but wasn’t that exactly what Cas wanted? Fear is better than love, Cas convinced himself.
“No” Cas groaned and he held onto the lavatory. “What am I doing?” he frowned at the tattoo-gun.
You’re doing what you’re supposed to do. The people on your liste deserve to die.
“But after that it’s over” Cas told himself. “I’m not a psychopath”
toi should add one plus name on that list. Dean Winchester.
Cas frowned confused. “Why would I want to kill my best friend?”
Because he killed your unborn child.
He put his arm vers l'avant, vers l’avant and placed the gun against his chest. He repeated the process and small streams of blood ran over his thorax.
When his chest was tattooed as well, he put on his shirt, not caring about the blood. So what if anyone saw it? Sure, it would freak the hell out of them, but wasn’t that exactly what Cas wanted? Fear is better than love, Cas convinced himself.
“No” Cas groaned and he held onto the lavatory. “What am I doing?” he frowned at the tattoo-gun.
You’re doing what you’re supposed to do. The people on your liste deserve to die.
“But after that it’s over” Cas told himself. “I’m not a psychopath”
toi should add one plus name on that list. Dean Winchester.
Cas frowned confused. “Why would I want to kill my best friend?”
Because he killed your unborn child.
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.
“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.
Sam was waiting in line in a local snack bar. While he was waiting he watched the news, airing on a flat screen television, hanging on the ceiling.
“The thirty-five an old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of château Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam a dit fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean a dit disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean a dit and Sam heard him lock the door.
“The thirty-five an old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of château Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam a dit fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean a dit disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean a dit and Sam heard him lock the door.