Emma Watson

Looking down, eyes on the floor, playing poor me
Hope toi don’t mind if I feel no sympathy
Seems like everyone seems to think it’s all come to an end
But I’m just waiting for another drama to attend

And as if nothing happened toi expect me to forget
All the misery toi caused ‘cause toi can’t live without a man
Seems like everyone seems to think we’ve finally made it through
But I still see the universe evolving around you

I’m sorry if I seem a little skeptical
But you’ll always find a reason to be the center of it all

Tell me what’s the story now
Tell me what you’re crying about
Why...

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...

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 was sitting at a table, tableau in the corner of a café. He had sneaked out of the hospital shortly after Meg had left. Apparently Meg had donné Dean his number, because his phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. But Cas didn’t want Dean’s company right now. He just wanted to be left alone.
Three men were lurking at him from the bar. Cas could feel their eyes on him and he looked up. They were mumbling to each other and if Cas had still been an Angel he would know what they were talking about. But now their whispered conversation remained a mystery to him.
He stood up and headed for the exit. He didn’t...