Julian from "Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost"

“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 seat” Dean decided. Sam sat down on a chair, looking expectedly at his older brother. “You remember...

Zoey opened her front door. She had to pick up some stuff she had left behind. Now that the divorce was completed she didn’t have to come here anymore. Except this one time.
“Gerard? Are toi home?” she called.
Gerard didn’t answer. Maybe he was sleeping. Zoey walked upstairs when she heard a crack. Apparently Gerard wasn’t sleeping.
“I’ll be as quick as possible. I’m out before toi know it” Zoey promised, even though Gerard didn’t come out. She walked into the spare room, where Gerard had stored her stuff in one box. She picked up the box and walked out of the room. She walked...

Meg was sleeping on the couch. She was so bored she had fallen asleep. She abruptly woke up when someone was banging the door and she had to get up.
“What?” she asked grumpy when she saw Anna standing in the doorway.
“Can I come in?” she asked as she entered the motel room. Meg raised her eyebrows as she closed the door. “We need to talk” Anna a dit casual. “You probably wonder why I didn’t fly into your motel room”
“Not really, no” Meg commenté slowly. “What do we have to talk about?” she asked slightly nervous. Now that she was a human, anges really scared the crap...

Elena walked in in the cuisine and gasped. “Oh, Stefan, toi shouldn’t have done that” she said, looking at the table. There were two plates, one specific for Elena, hence the rose leaves surrounding it, and a basket with pastries, strawberries and small pieces of chocolate. “Wait” Elena a dit hesitating. “Why are there only two seats? Who’s not eating along?” Stefan consciously avoided to look at Damon. “Damon already had breakfast. He thinks it’s time toi and I get back on track with each other”
Elena averted to Damon. “Is that true?”
Damon looked at Stefan, before...

Daphne parked her car on the drive and stepped out, with a bag in her hand. She walked to the house, inserted the key in the lock and pushed the door open. She walked inside and closed the door.
“Emmanuel, I’m home!” she shouted. She took her veste off and hung it on the manteau rack. Then she walked further to the cuisine and let the bag slip out of her hands.
Someone had been in their house and rearranged it with new furniture and someone had cleaned up the mess.
Daphne was furious. She had donné Cas the straight order of fixing everything. This would cost a fortune and they did not have...

Elena opened the door and entered the Boarding House. It was dark inside and suspiciously quiet. Suddenly the light in the hallway went on and an unfamiliar face appeared. “Surprise” the girl said. She walked fast to Elena who wanted to leave again, but she shut the door. “I guess you’re Elena?”
Elena nodded and swallowed. “Where is Stefan? He taxed me to come earlier”
“No, sweetie, that was me” Amber a dit waving Stefan’s cell phone. “Don’t be afraid, we’re friends. I’m sure he wouldn’t mind if I got the first taste” She leaned vers l'avant, vers l’avant and opened her mouth. Elena...

"Well that seems to be everything. I hope I helped enough." Victoria a dit after we unloaded the last of the boxes.
"Oh, toi were very much of help." My mom replied.
"Well it was nice meeting both of you...but I should be getting home-"
"Would toi like to stay for dinner?" She interupted her in mid-sentence.
"I would l’amour too, but unforinutly i cant. toi see my brother has a Baseball game tonight and I already told him and my parents that I would be their."
"Well, dont be too shy and stop par again." My mom was either desperate for attention ou hoping, for some odd reason, that me and Victoria...

Heather was pacing up and down the kitchen, nervously waiting for Isabel to call her back. She couldn’t imagine what kept her so long. She didn’t have a job, she didn’t have a boyfriend anymore. She was probably wallowing in self-pity, while Heather was about to be ripped to pieces, according to the newspaper.
She dialed Isabel’s phone again and growled when it was her voicemail again. “Seriously? Where the hell are you? Cas is here. What part of get here ASAP did toi not get? Don’t toi read the newspaper? He’s a lunatic. He’s killed four people already in less than 48 hours...

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”...

Cas carried Meg to the lit and lay her down. He removed her sweater and held his breath. On the place Kevin had hit there was a big gap and Meg was losing blood on a rapid pace. Cas turned to Dean, begging for help.
Dean looked down at the badly injured ex-demon. Meg had done countless of evil things. She deserved to die like this. The wound would get infected, she’d get a fever, and then she would die.
“Dean, do something!” Cas yelled desperate.
Dean rotated his head to his best friend, who leaned forward.
“She’s not breathing” Cas panicked.
Another few crucial secondes passed by...

Zoey was driving on Front Street. They were almost home. Daphne hadn’t a dit a word during the entire ride. Not because she was still angry, but her migraine had gotten worse.
“Can toi give me one of those muffins? I’m hungry” Zoey said.
“How, for the l’amour of God, can toi be thinking of nourriture right now?” Daphne mumbled and with her eyes closed she searched for the box.
“You’re going to have to take a peek, I put it on the backseat” Zoey said.
Daphne groaned and opened her eyes. She turned around on her siège and lifted the box from the backseat. She opened it and lay it on Zoey’s...

Heather supported Meg as they walked to the ICU. As soon as they headed for the door, the guard stepped closer to them.
“I cannot let toi pass” he a dit strict. “Not unless you’re close family”
Meg looked desperate at Heather who pulled her shoulders. Meg looked back at the guard. She couldn’t believe what she was going to say, but she did anyway.
“I’m his girlfriend”
“Five minutes” the guard a dit and he opened the door. Heather let go of Meg; she knew she had to stay outside. The guard closed the door behind Meg and Heather walked to mur and leaned against it.
Meg shuffled...

Meg was lying asleep in a lit in one of the many bedrooms in the house. She had found something to sleep in; Anna really had taken care of it.
The door of the room opened slowly and Cas appeared in the doorway. He was wearing a dressing-gown and he walked slowly to the bed. He took of the dressing-gown and removed the sheets. The sudden change of temperature woke Meg up. She blinked and opened her eyes and widened them. Though it wasn’t the first time she’d seen it, it still took her par surprise.
“What are toi doing here?” she asked aggressive.
“I think toi know that” Cas answered...