“Tell me toi l’amour me” Zoey a dit furious.
“I could never l’amour you. toi manipulating, lying, evil slut” Cas a dit bitter.
“Do toi want me to pull out some plus organs?” Zoey threatened.
Cas’ eyes bulged and he heavily shook his head.
“No, please, I’m sorry. I won’t do it again” he begged with tears in his eyes.
Zoey didn’t listen and forced her arm inside Cas for the third time.
“Stop doing that! It really hurts!” Cas now cried. “I’m sorry that I don’t l’amour you”
Zoey’s hand searched its way up, causing Cas to throw up some plus blood.
“I think that’s your heart”
“Get your hands off my angel!” Dean a dit and he bashed Zoey’s head with a pipe. Still having her arm inside Cas, she dragged him along as she fell down.
Dean pulled Zoey’s arm out of Cas and lay Cas on his back. He pulled the swords out of his hands and noticed Cas was unconscious, which was probably for the best. He lifted Cas in his arms and wanted to leave the building, when he realized something.
“Typical” he said, when he realized Zoey was gone.