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The suivant morning.
Jo woke up in her bed. Dean had told her to sleep there instead of with him. Just when things seem to go in the right direction, something was holding Dean back. Ever since that whore had shown up yesterday Dean hadn’t a dit one friendly word to her.
She came out of lit and walked into the kitchen. She saw Sam sitting at the table, tableau in the living room, apparently looking for cases on his laptop. Her mom was doing the dishes of the précédant evening. And Dean was sitting at the cuisine table, staring at his cup of coffee.
“That coffee won’t drink itself, toi know” Ellen commented.
Dean widened his eyes and put the coffee down. Jo walked to the table, tableau and sat opposite Dean. “You need help with that?” she asked cryptic. Dean frowned in confusion. “With getting your head out of your ass” Jo clarified.
Ellen turned around. “Have I missed something?”
Without looking up from his laptop Sam answered: “Dean has been jumping into conclusions and now he’s too stubborn to apologize”
Ellen turned to Dean, requiring a plus accurate explanation.
“I’m sorry, Ellen, but it’s not really any of your business” Dean said.
“You listen to me, young man” Ellen a dit threatening. “If you’re going to sleep with my daughter and then act like toi don’t know her, because toi have some issues, then it is my goddamn business”
“Meg was here last night” Dean started.
“Did toi kill her?” Ellen wanted to know. After all, Meg was the reason she and Jo had died. “Sorry” she added.
“She told me something. Turns out Cas didn’t ditch me” Dean continued. “He gave himself over to Crowley and had him torture him in exchange for my freedom”
Ellen shook her head. “I don’t really see the problem” she said.
“I told him to get lost” Dean said.
“Oh” Ellen a dit in understanding. “Why don’t toi try to call him? I’m sure he’ll understand”
“He doesn’t have a phone” Dean said.
“And we all know there’s no other way to get in touch with him” Sam a dit sarcastic. Dean shot him an angry glance. He stood up, walked to his bedroom and slammed the door. He sank down on the bed.
“Cas, if toi hear this, could toi come here for a sec?” Dean asked. “I promise I won’t yell at you. Just come down here and then we can talk about it, okay?”
But nothing happened.
Hearing room 2
Paul morgan was sitting at the bureau looking at Meg who shot provoking looks back.
“Meg Masters” he a dit soft. “What were toi doing in Mr. and Mrs. Allen’s house?”
“Looking for cookies” Meg answered with a smirk.
“You couldn’t go to the store?” Paul asked frowning.
“No, I’m kind of broke” Meg said. “I would have to steal them. Besides, I knew it would piss off Daphne and that’s basically why I did. Mrs. Allen doesn’t like me very much, toi see”
Paul nodded. “That wouldn’t have anything to do with the fact that you’ve been trying to get-forgive...
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“Uncle Emmanuel!”
Cas turned around and saw how Alexia let go of her father’s hand and ran towards him. She threw her tiny arms around his legs and looked up.
“Hi!” she smiled.
“Alexia, let go of him” Gerard ordered. Alexia let go and took a step back. She waited for her father to catch up with her. He had a basket with him, which he put down when he reached Zoey. “Hello, darling. I didn’t know toi were bringing company” he mumbled in her ear, before he kissed her.
“I know” Zoey said. “I wanted to check up on him. I thought he could use some time outside”
“He has...
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Cas was angrier than he had ever felt. He threw the cuisine table, tableau in the corner. He walked to the dresser and threw everything off of it. The blender, the frying pan, the coffee-machine, plates, glasses, it all landed on the floor and shattered into pieces.
“Emmanuel, stop!” Daphne shouted. She looked upset at the wreckage Cas was causing. “What do toi think you’re doing?”
Cas walked toward the cabinet in the living room and collected the figurines on it. He turned at Daphne and Mitch and fired the figurines at them. They ducked just in time.
“What the hell is wrong with you?”...
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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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Cas climbed out of lit and stormed out of the door, colliding to Dean.
“Sorry” he mumbled agitated and he tried to pass, but Dean grabbed his arms.
“What the hell are toi doing out of bed?” he asked reproaching.
“Kevin” Cas explained breathless. “He’s going to kill Meg, unless I stop him”
“I thought toi hated her” Sam frowned confused.
Cas shook his head. “No. I don’t know why I a dit that. I didn’t mean it” He tried to free himself, but Dean seemed to be much stronger. “Why won’t toi let me go?”
“Kevin works for Crowley, which means there’s a big chance...
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posted by ShanoHepworth
Skins: The Aftermath

(Cook sat on his lit drinking a bottle of vodka looking all drunk while taking off his shoes and socks. Then stands up and takes his haut, retour au début off)
Cook: (lies on his bed) Freds why did toi have to go I need toi man?
(Cook begins to close his eyes as he doses off to sleep hearing Freddie’s voice)
Freddie: cook make sure toi look after eff (faint voice)
(While hearing Freddie’s voice cook jumps up out of lit looking around to see there’s no one there)
Cook: Freddie! Come back man
(Cook walks over to the bedroom door and peaks at the landing and walks slowly towards the stairs...
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posted by SaitoSaturno
Phoebe looked over towards Sabrina, who was drumming her fingers melodically on the dashboard of Phoebe's yellow Volkswagon. Phoebe smiled to herself, turning her attention back on the road. "You know, Sabrina, toi should save it for the gig." Sabrina flicked her black hair and turned to Phoebe.

She only made a 'whatever' face. "Pshhhh." Her lips were curled into a defiant sneer. "I need to warm up. When you're a drummer, toi have to keep your skills up whenever toi can." Phoebe didn't argue.

The two teenagers were heading to their first cabriolet, gig at Sweaty's BBQ. They were in a band, of course....
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Cas parked his car in front of Heather’s house. He looked at Meg.
“Are toi tired?” he asked concerned. He pointed at Heather’s house. “Maybe your ex-colleague will give toi a place to sleep”
“What about you? You’re not leaving me here, are you?” Meg a dit a little worried. Cas unbuckled and got out of the car. Meg did the same. They walked to the front door and knocked.
Five minutes later Heather opened the door.
“Meg! Cas! What are toi guys doing here?” she exclaimed surprised.
“Can we come in?” Meg asked.
“Sure” Heather replied and she stepped aside, to let them...
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Dean, Cas and Sam were standing in an open field. There was a low mur at the end of the field and Sam had placed some cans on it.
Dean showed Cas how to prepare a gun and then made a few shots at the cans. He didn’t miss one.
“You’re really good at this” Cas a dit admiring. Dean handed the weapon to him. “Your turn”, he said, when Sam had put the cans back and stepped away from the mur as far as possible. He didn’t really trust Cas with a gun.
Cas aimed the gun at the walls and fired and missed.
“I think toi just killed a tree” Sam joked. “If I were you, I’d hide for...
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Matt tried to get the front door open, but failed, while Bonnie tried to call someone. When after her sixth attempt no one had picked up, she had to fight the urge to throw her cell into the wall. She turned to Keith. “Can toi try the phone, please?” she asked a little irritated. Keith was just sitting there, being useless. Keith stood slowly and walked to the phone. He picked up the horn, but heard nothing. “The phone’s dead” he noted, sounding not very surprised. He walked back to Bonnie. Matt had gone upstairs to see if he could open one of the windows.
“Maybe we should stay...
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Damon was sitting in the cafeteria of the hospital. He was still angry with Elena. Though angry wasn’t exactly the right word. Defeated was plus like it. It felt like the universe was doing everything to keep them apart. Well, Damon meant what he’d said. If Elena died, so would he. He wasn’t going to spend another century and a half alone and hated. Sure, there would be other women begging for his attention, but none of them would be Elena Gilbert.
“Damon?” he heard a weak voice say from behind him. He looked over his shoulder. Elena was standing in the doorway, a blanket over her...
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Evening fell and Stefan walked out of the hospital. There was no one outside, at first sight. Stefan headed to the parking lot when he heard a whoosh and turned around. No one was there. He turned around again and faced Rachel.
“Rachel, hi, I was wondering when I’d see toi again” he a dit calm.
“I’m sorry, Stefan, but I have to do this” Rachel plead apologetic.
“Do what? Stefan asked suspicious. Then he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. Three of Veronica’s minions had snuck op him. Stefan turned around and grabbed the vervain stabber par his throat. Stefan snarled and the minions...
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The evening fell and Rebekah and Katherine were sneaking down the woods. Rebekah had called Katherine to tell her she had a plan and she needed her help.
“Where are we going?” Katherine wanted to know.
“To Klaus’s hiding place” Rebekah vaguely explained. She walked through the cemetery and stopped at a grave. The stone said: “Here lies Esther Mikaelson, beloved wife and mother”
“What are we doing at your mother’s grave?” Katherine asked confused and a little disrespectful.
Rebekah didn’t respond, but bowed vers l'avant, vers l’avant and removed the stone. Katherine came closer and noticed...
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Caroline woke up slowly and blinked her eyes. She was back in her lit and Bonnie was sitting par her side. The guy that had attacked her was sitting par the door, on the ground. When she saw him she rose and became upset.
“What is he still doing here?” she asked accusatory, pointing at Keith and looking at Bonnie.
“Waiting for toi to wake up, so he doesn’t have to explain himself twice” Bonnie explained calm. “I’m sorry, Caroline, I should’ve donné toi a head’s up”
Caroline shook her head bewildered. “A head’s up? toi knew this was going to happen?”
Bonnie and Keith exchanged...
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“I know there’s a connection!” Liz exclaimed. “I know how to do my job. I don’t need some vampire to tell me that”
Caroline looked away, avoiding her mother’s stare.
“Caroline, I’m sorry” Liz a dit soft. “I didn’t mean…”
“Yes, toi did!” Caroline a dit firm. She turned her back on her mother. “You know, I just wanted to help you. I just wanted some distraction”
“I know, honey” Liz said. She lay her hand on Caroline’s shoulder, but she pushed it away.
“I guess I should go back to Elena” she a dit bitter. “At least she appreciates my help” And that being...
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Caroline banged the door of Ric’s loft. “Open the Goddamn door, Klaus! I know you’re in there! Open the door, toi miscalculation of nature!”
The door opened and Caroline almost punched Rebekah in the face.
“Easy there, sweetheart” she a dit listless while she played with her nails.
“Where is that disgusting brother of yours?” Caroline yelled angry.
“Which one?” Rebekah asked with raised eyebrows. “Oh” she continued. “You mean Klaus. Sorry, I have no idea where he is” she lied.
“You’re lying” Caroline a dit and she tried to get it, but Rebekah grabbed her shoulders...
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“What are they saying?” Stefan insisted.
“I don’t know, I can’t hear it” Damon hissed.
“What do toi mean, toi can’t hear it?” Stefan fired back.
“Their lips are moving, but there’s no sound coming out of them, not even a whisper” Damon said.
Stefan scribbled up. “I’m going inside. toi stay here and try figuring out what they’re saying” He trusted Damon to do listen to him for a change and sneaked to the back of the building. There had to be another door. There wasn’t. However, on the left side of the building there was a window, big enough for one person to go...
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Keith knocked on the door of Veronica’s lair. Not ten secondes later she opened the door, grabbed his arm and pulled him along.
“I specifically told toi not to come here. Did I have to spell it out for you?” she hissed angry.
“I have to talk to you” Keith a dit insisting.
“And it couldn’t wait till tomorrow? What is it?” she snapped. She looked around agitated to see if anyone was there to see ou hear them. She turned to Keith. “Okay, make it quick”
“Can’t we go inside?” Keith suggested.
“Absolutely not” Veronica replied. “Now, hurry up”
“It’s about Bonnie”...
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Katherine was sitting on a chair. A row of small stakes pinched each arm to the arm-rests and a special kind of muzzle kept her mouth shut. The muzzle also had stakes, smaller than the arm stakes, and they pierced through Katherine’s jaws. “I’m sorry for the inconvenience” Veronica a dit demeaning. “Actually, I’m not. toi had this coming. toi broke in here, toi threatened me” She took a chair and put it down in front of Katherine. “Such a pity Derek chose the wrong side. If he hadn’t Damon Salvatore would be sitting suivant to you”
Katherine managed to produce a smirk.
“Oh, don’t be so smug” Veronica sniffed. “I’ll get to him. He’s the one that killed Kelsey. He will die a slow and painful death” she said, plus to herself than to Katherine. She stood up and walked to a corner, where she picked up her cross-bow. “In the meantime” she said, while she aimed the crossbow at Katherine. “I have toi to have fun with” and she fired.
Elena was eating pudding when the door opened and Katherine appeared.
“Katherine!” Elena exclaimed shocked. “You can’t just barge in here. I could’ve been naked for all I know”
Katherine raised her eyebrows and smirked. “Nothing I haven’t seen before” Elena thought about that. “Eww, gross” she commented.
“So” Katherine said, sitting down on the bed. “How’s my doppelganger doing?”
“Why do toi care?” Elena asked curious.
“I don’t” Katherine a dit bluntly. “I’m just trying to get in your good grades so you’d give me the rest of your pudding”
Elena gave...
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