Meg entered the cuisine and saw how Mrs. Jones was bleeding over her entire body. Cas was holding her arms and stared at her.
“Cas?” Meg asked careful, breaking Cas’ concentration. He let go of Mrs. Jones and turned his head to Meg.
“Are toi sure toi want to be here, right now, Meg?” he asked a little annoyed. “It’s about to get messy”
“Are toi kidding?” Meg scoffed. “I was a demon for centuries. I l’amour messy”
Cas smiled an evil smile, one that Meg had never seen on his face before, and his eyes were cold as he looked back at Mrs. Jones.
“You know you’re going to die,...
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