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One week later.

Dean, Sam and Meg were standing around a grave. Cas’ grave. After hours of interrogation the three of them had been released, but Cas’ corpse had been confiscated until now. There had been an autopsy and of course the police wanted to know where he’d get the burns. Sam, Dean and Meg had agreed on a story about self-defense and once the police had bought it they were free to go.
They heard loud voices and laughter. Sam turned around irritated and saw a gang of young people heading towards them. They had two bottles of booze with them. They stopped at the grave. One of them...
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Dean parked the Impala as close to the local snack bar as possible. There was yellow tape around the building and the police and medical staff were there, too.
“Looks like we’re too late” Sam a dit defeated. They got out of the car and walked towards the sealed building.
Dean held up his fake ID, as did Sam, when a cop blocked their way.
“Mind if we take a look?” Dean asked. The cop let them through and Dean and Sam stepped underneath the yellow tape. They walked inside the building and even though they were used to seeing dead people, what they walked into was still a lot to stomach....
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Cas had traded the bathroom for the kitchen. His hands were bleeding and hurting, but he didn’t mind, because at least this time he knew why he was hurting.
His stomach felt like someone was trying to tear it apart and he was searching for the painkillers, praying Dean hadn’t taken them with him.
Fortunately, he hadn’t. Cas found them in the drawer, underneath some garbage. He took out all the pills and put them in a glass of water. He knew it wasn’t smart and that he would regret it, rather sooner than later, but this pain was unbearable.
“And do toi l’amour him?” Sam asked careful....
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The suivant room had some kind of pool with dark blue water and Meg had to traverser, croix the water to reach the door on the other side. She looked around to find Kevin’s message. She found it on the wall, suivant to the door. She read it and shivered. The tablets were hidden at the bottom of the pool. Meg could swim, that wasn’t the problem. But the water would probably be ice cold and toi could bet there was going to be something in the water, ready to attack her.
However, since she didn’t have any time to waste, she stretched her arms and dived into the water. She was right; the water was ice cold....
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Night came in and Cas was standing on a crossroad. He buried a small, tin box in the ground and then took a step back.
“Get your cul, ass down, here, Crowley!” he yelled.
A few long secondes later Crowley appeared. “Give me one good reason why I wouldn’t kill toi this very instant”
“Because I have something better in store” Cas said. He took a deep breath and then continued. “You have to bring Dean back to life”
“Let me guess, I get your soul in return” Crowley a dit bored. “Sorry, but that’s getting so old. Nice chatting” He wanted to leave, when Cas quickly said: “Not...
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“Dude, stop staring like that” Andy said. “I’m going to start to believe Linc was right about you” Cas frowned. “What do toi mean?”
“Never mind” Andy said.
“I didn’t know toi were Shannen’s boyfriend” Cas said.
“Does that matter?” Andy asked.
“Andy’s the reason I got to babysit Alex” Shannen explained. “He introduced me to Zoey”
“Oh, I get it” Cas said. He looked at the clock. “I should go to the hospital. Zoey will begin to wonder where I am”
“Yeah, go ahead” Shannen said. “And tell Zoey not to worry about Lex. We can stay the night here,...
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“Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica...
Ergo, draco maledicte et omnis legio diabolica, adjuramus te ... cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque æternæ perditionìs venenum propinare...
Vade, satana, inventor et magister omnis fallaciæ, hostis humanæ salutis...
Humiliare sub potenti manu Dei; contremisce et effuge, invocato a nobis sancto et terribili nomine... quem inferi tremunt...
Ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, Domine.
Ut Ecclesiam tuam secura tibi facias libertate servire,...
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The suivant morning.
Cas was sitting up, a bandage wrapped around his chest. The door opened and Dean walked in. The guard wanted to close the door again, when Cas called him.
“Sir, would toi mind staying here? I’m worried about my safety” he said. “The intention is to keep me from going anywhere. Best way of doing that is to stay here, so I don’t climb a window ou something”
The guard went standing suivant to the door, his arms crossed.
Dean pulled a chair and sat suivant to the bed. “How are toi feeling?”
“I’m still hurting a little” Cas admitted.
“Can toi tell me what happened?”...
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Daphne heard a key and she looked up. A few secondes later Zoey appeared in the living room.
“Hi, sis” Zoey a dit casual, like nothing had happened.
Daphne didn’t know what to say and even if she would, she was too angry to talk.
“I have to change my outfit” Zoey said, jerking the hospital clothes she was wearing. “Would toi mind if I borrow something from you?”
She wanted to walk upstairs when Daphne finally a dit something.
“Are toi really going to pretend nothing happened? toi killed our brother and toi put the blame on me! Why?”
Zoey turned around. “You want to know why? Before...
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Cas opened the front door and carried Daphne over the doorstep. “You can put me down now” Daphne said.
“Shouldn’t I carry toi into our bedroom?” Cas asked.
“I’m thirsty. I want to have a drink first” Daphne explained.
“Okay” Cas a dit and he put her down. She walked to the cuisine and Cas followed her. As she took a glass from the cupboard Cas came standing behind her. He lay her hair over her shoulder and kissed her neck.
Daphne groaned and turned around. Cas continued s’embrasser her as his hands searched their way underneath the dress.
“Bring me to our bedroom” Daphne said...
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posted by LEH-Pjevsen
Birds Dream

“Dean?” A little voice asks.

“Yes, what is it Sammy?” Sam is holding his hand, and they are walking back to the motel. They have been out playing on the playground.

“Di’ toi know that when we say that birds a singin’, we’r all w’ong?” Sam looks up at him with big, glassy eyes, and Dean can see Sam has been thinking about it for a long time.

“No I didn’t, but what are they doing then, Sammy?” Sam looks like he has just won in lottery, a triumph of knowing something his brother didn’t, and a big, bright smile spreads all over his face.

“They are not singing...
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Sam parked the car in front of their motel. Dean was in no state to drive and even if he was he’d be capable of crashing into a wall. He helped Dean walk to the porch, while he tried to find his key with his free hand.
He could’ve saved himself the trouble, though. The door opened and Jo appeared. She moved aside and let Sam carry Dean inside. He brought him to the canapé and put him down. Dean fell down and closed his eyes.
Sam walked towards Jo.
“Is he going to be okay?” Jo asked with a concerned nod at Dean.
“Physically, sure” Sam replied. “Emotionally, I don’t think so. Not...
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Dean and Jo were sitting in a restaurant. Jo had convinced Dean to go out so that he could take his mind of Cas and whatever it was that kept making him ill.
“You look pretty” Dean said, with a faint smile.
“I didn’t even change my outfit” Jo answered cynical.
Dean looked down and Jo recognized his expression.
“Are toi texting?” she asked upset.
“What?” Dean a dit quick. “No, no, I was…I was checking time…”
“why? toi bored?” Jo asked offended.
“No!” Dean denied firm. “I just…I don’t want to leave Cas alone for too long. He’s sick and I’m afraid that...
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It was night and visiting hours were long over, but that didn’t stop Dean from checking on his best friend.
Cas was sitting on the cold floor, his head buried in his knees, trying to make himself as small as possible.
Dean, always armed with a lighter, made some light, because it was pitchdark.
“Hello, in there” he a dit a little nervous.
“Go away” Cas a dit hoarse.
“Sure, I’ll wait for toi outside” Dean a dit confident.
“Then toi can wait for a very long time” Cas said. “Because I’m not coming”
“Why not?” Dean asked a bit frustrated. “This isn’t about Meg, is it?”...
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Evening fell and the gang was having dinner. They had agreed to stay in the motel. While Jo and Dean had had their private conversation, Sam and Cas had been looking for takeaway Chinese. It wasn’t what Dean would’ve chosen.
“This tastes weird” he complained.
“That’s because you’re only used to cheeseburgers” Cas a dit dead serious. “You need to eat plus different kinds of nourriture ou you’ll burnout”
They all stared at him.
“I read that in a magazine” Cas said, while his cheeks turned red.
“Well, thanks, doc” Dean a dit sarcastic. “I’ll try keep it in mind”
He swallowed...
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Cas woke up with a fuzzy feeling in his stomach. He sat up and rubbed his eyes and when he looked down he caught a glimpse of his chest.
Wait, where did the tatouages go?
He turned around and looked down upon his own, sleeping body. With a shock he jumped out of lit and walked to the mirror in the bathroom. Speechless he gazed at his reflection. Only it wasn’t his reflection, it was Dean’s. Somehow they had switched bodies and though Cas would l’amour to know how one could accomplish such activity, he decided not to waste any time.
He rushed in his clothes and left the motel room. He had taken...
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“Please tell me toi didn’t kill them” Sam said, knowing better.
“I wish” Meg mumbled in reply. “I was still a demon when I killed Paul and he was working on Cas’ case, so I had to do something. And Heather had sex with Cas. Well, actually it’s the other way around”
“You killed Heather because Cas was banging her and toi turned Cas in because he kissed Dean. I would say you’re jealous” Sam noted, with a whiff of guilty pleasure.
Someone banged the door. “Meg Masters, come outside ou we will come in”
“You have to go” Sam a dit quickly and he pulled Meg up. “Okay,...
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Anna landed inside Meg’s hospital room and she didn’t seem very happy. She walked towards the lit and stared furious at Meg, who pretended to be asleep.
“I hope you’re proud of yourself. toi made yourself accessory to murder. I just had a message from the anges saying there’s been a bloodbath somewhere here in town, but no one has any idea where dear Castiel is. So, toi better start talking before I lose the chipper attitude”
She left, when Dean and Sam entered. Meg sat up.
“There’s a list” she started.
“Go on” Dean said.
“With names. Names of people he’s going to...
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Several cars parked in front of the local snack bar. It was closing day, but there was light shining through the blinds and thus they walked to the entrance. They had all received an email with an invitation for a party, hosted par Castiel Novak.
After some hesitation a man opened the door and entered.
“Aaah, toi came” Cas smiled as he turned around to face the crowd. The people looked around. There were drinks, appetizers, food. It really looked like a party, though they had no idea who this Castiel dude was nor why they were invited.
“Please, make yourselves at home” Cas a dit casual...
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Cas gave the note to Meg. “Keep it somewhere safe” he warned her and she put it in her pocket. “Hey, Meg, have toi checked the haut, retour au début floor? I think toi should. Who knows what treasures toi might find”
Meg saw how Cas was gazing at Mrs. Jones and realized he was about to get really started. “Can I take whatever I want?” she asked in a serious tone.
“Absolutely. Knock yourself out” Cas permitted her as if Mrs. Jones possessions belonged to him. Meg left the room and Cas put his chair closer to Mrs. Jones.
“Alone at last” he a dit soft.
“Listen, toi can still go back” Mrs....
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