Castiel ☜

“Please tell me toi didn’t kill them” Sam said, knowing better.
“I wish” Meg mumbled in reply. “I was still a demon when I killed Paul and he was working on Cas’ case, so I had to do something. And Heather had sex with Cas. Well, actually it’s the other way around”
“You killed Heather because Cas was banging her and toi turned Cas in because he kissed Dean. I would say you’re jealous” Sam noted, with a whiff of guilty pleasure.
Someone banged the door. “Meg Masters, come outside ou we will come in”
“You have to go” Sam a dit quickly and he pulled Meg up. “Okay,...

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...

Meg pressed the cloche, bell of a big, fancy house. Whoever owned the place was eager to meet her, because Meg had barely withdraw her finger when the door opened.
“Good evening, toi must be April” the man said. “Come in” He stepped aside and Meg entered. She took of her manteau and the man swallowed. She was wearing a little black dress with a deep décolleté and the dress barely covered her butt.
“Eh…can I offer toi a drink?” the man suggested.
“No” Meg refused. She wanted this to get over with. “Can we just get to it?”
“Yeah, of course” the man agreed. “My name is Brad,...

Meg was standing in front of a modern looking building. She pressed the intercom suivant to the door.
“Yes?” a female voice answered and Meg recognized it.
“Good evening, …ma’am” Meg said. Politeness was something new to her. “We met this afternoon, outside the temp job office. toi a dit toi might have work for me”
A short silence followed.
“Of course” the woman a dit slowly. “Why don’t come in? Just up the stairs” The woman hung up and a buzzing sound was heard. Meg pushed the door open and walked up the white stairs which was right in front of her.
Upstairs the woman was...

Dean entered the café Cas had left an heure ago. Cas had called him par using speed dial, but then his phone dropped and all he could hear was a struggle and someone saying ‘I know you’
Dean had looked almost everywhere. He had been asking for him in eat café’s, restaurants, coffee shops, while he tried getting him on the phone.
He walked to the bar and tapped on it.
“Good evening, I’m looking for someone. A man, tall, dark hair, wears a trench coat” Dean described Cas.
The barkeeper, who knew who Dean was talking about, peeked at the three men who had returned. Then he turned back...

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...