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Cas walked inside the same café he had been the night he found out Meg was human, too. He looked around and noticed to his great delight that the same three men were sitting at the same table, tableau as last time he had seen them there.
He stared at them, until they felt it and turned their heads to him. He smirked as if he wanted to say: ‘Come and get me’
He turned around and left the café. The three men looked at the bartender. “Come on, he’s asking for it” one of them a dit disbelieving. The bartender shot them a warning glance. He allowed it once, but not again.
“I will call the cops if toi do something to that man” he threatened, his hand already on the phone.
“I’m calling your bluff” one of them a dit and he and his mates ran outside.
They found Cas leaning against a wall, opposite the street, as if waiting for them. They crossed the street, all three very cocky and arrogant looking.
“Back for more, are you?”
“What can I say? I seek the danger” Cas replied sarcastically. “I inhale it”
“Last time we let toi live. I’m not sure we can do that again. I mean, after all you’re still a child rapist”
“I never raped anyone” Cas a dit and he grabbed one of their throats. “But I have killed” he added as a smile appeared on his face. “And I have no problem adding a few plus on that list”
The two others started running, while Cas strangled the third.
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...
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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”...
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Dean entered the café Cas had left an heure ago. Cas had called him par using speed dial, but then his phone dropped and all he could hear was a struggle and someone saying ‘I know you’
Dean had looked almost everywhere. He had been asking for him in eat café’s, restaurants, coffee shops, while he tried getting him on the phone.
He walked to the bar and tapped on it.
“Good evening, I’m looking for someone. A man, tall, dark hair, wears a trench coat” Dean described Cas.
The barkeeper, who knew who Dean was talking about, peeked at the three men who had returned. Then he turned back...
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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...
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Jo parked the car in front of a cheap looking motel. The lights flickered, the windows were no longer see through and above the entrance there was a damaged board that once spelled the word ‘WELCOME’, but due to age and neglect only the first three letters were still readable.
“This is the best I could find” Jo said. She had find it a better idea if she had been the one taking Meg away. Dean and Meg in the same l’espace was never a good idea, even if he did save her life.
“It’s good enough for me” Meg commented. She loosened her seatbelt and wanted to step out.
“Hang on” Jo said...
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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...
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Sam, Jo and Ellen were standing around Dean’s lit in the mortuary. There was a book where people could write down their condolences, but since Dean didn’t know that many people, the book would be as good as empty.
Jo took Dean’s hand and brought it to her lips. She kissed his fingers, while tears rolled over her face. Then something magnificent happened. Dean pinched Jo’s hand.
“Dean?” Jo a dit breathless. Sam and Ellen looked up at Dean. They saw his eyelids déplacer and slowly they opened.
“Dean!” Sam exclaimed. Dean blinked his eyes and sat up. He looked around. “Where the hell...
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Cas took Ellen’s arm and disappeared. He landed in the ICU, suivant to Jo’s bed.
“Warn me if someone’s coming. I don’t know how long this will take” Cas a dit dispassionately. Ellen nodded and walked to the door. She opened it and walked outside.
Cas sank down on the lit and lay his hands on both Jo’s temples. He closed his eyes and prayed for Jo to open her eyes.
And she did. At first everything was a blur. She reached out her hand and touched Cas’ face. “Dean?” she mumbled weak. When Cas’ face became clearer she withdrew her hand. “I’m sorry”
Cas didn’t reply, but...
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Zoey knocked the door of the motel room. She had seen Dean leave a minute ago. He probably went to the blonde girl she just shot.
“Cas? Can toi open the door?” she asked sweet.
Cas rotated his head and looked at the door.
“Please, Cas? I just want to talk” Zoey a dit slow.
Cas looked at the lit suivant to him, but Meg had fallen asleep. Lucky her, Cas thought.
“Cas, I have Dean and I have a gun. Open the door now”
Cas’ eyes widened in fear and he slowly came out of bed.
“I’m…I’m coming” he stammered. “Don’t kill him” He held his stomach, his injuries were still not completely...
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Zoey woke up in a hospital bed. She wasn’t happy to be there. Crowley had taken away her Angel powers and she was completely human again.
She walked to the door and opened it. She came face to face with a guardian.
“Miss Allen, where are toi going?” the guardian asked.
“What is this?” Zoey frowned. “Why is there police guarding my room?”
“I’m just following orders, Miss Allen” the guardian answered. “My boss has a few questions for you”
“Then I guess toi should call him” Zoey a dit and she walked back into her room.
She walked to the window and opened it. Her room was on ground floor, so she didn’t have to climb that deep. She swung her leg over the edge, followed par her other leg. She jumped and landed on the pavers. She turned around and ran away.
Cas groaned from the pain. His injuries healed very slowly and he failed to stay strong.
“I’m sorry, Dean” Cas sobbed as tears rolled over his face. “I don’t want to be a baby, but it hurts so much”
“It’s okay” Dean said. “Just hang in there. It’ll all be over soon”
“Make it stop” Cas begged. He coughed and threw up blood again.
Dean frowned scared. “What can I do? Tell me what I should do, Cas”
But Cas closed his eyes.
“Don’t die, okay?” Dean a dit afraid. “You can’t. There’s still so much we have to do. I’m going to teach toi how to drive the Impala...
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“Daphne? It’s time to let me go” Martin a dit soft.
Daphne lifted her head and stared at him with wet and bloodshot eyes. “How? I can’t”
“It’s time for me to déplacer on” Martin said. “I’ve been wandering around for too long. I’m done here. If I stay much longer, I could turn into a vengeful spirit”
Daphne shook her head. “I don’t believe that”
“You didn’t believe I would montrer up in the first place, either” Martin pointed out.
Daphne pulled her shoulders. “How do I let toi go? Aren’t toi supposed to walk into the light ou something?”
Martin laughed. “Not exactly. toi have to salt and burn my bones”
“So I need to go to the cemetery?” Daphne asked.
“No. That grave is empty” Martin a dit bitter.
“Then where are your bones?” Daphne asked nervous.
“You’re standing on them” Martin answered.
Sam’s phone rang and when he saw it was Dean, he quickly picked up.
“Dean”
“Sammy, hi. I found Cas. He’s not doing so good” Dean said.
“Where are you?” Sam asked. Dean gave him the address. “Okay, I’ll be right there” He hung up.
Meg sat up and stood from the couch. Due to the pain she Lost her balance and fell down on the canapé again. Sam walked towards her and helped her up.
“You shouldn’t try getting up. Dean has Cas. Everything’s fine” he said.
“Take me to him” Meg said.
“What?” Sam asked confused.
“Take me to Cas” Meg a dit a little harder.
“Are you...
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“If I have to die, so will you” Zoey said.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the feu out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let toi go”
“He’ll kill toi either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t l’amour me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he a dit hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If toi really l’amour him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
Daphne and Dean were standing in the woods.
“There. That’s where it happened” Daphne pointed at the lake. “I’m sorry, I’m not going any closer”
“I think we should” Dean a dit insensitive. He grabbed Daphne’s arm again and pulled her to the lake. “Now, tell me what happened”
“He drowned, that’s what happened!” Daphne yelled. “I was supposed to look after him, but I failed”
“That’s the story Zoey told you” Dean said. “Is there someone else who could tell toi what happened?”
“No, of course not” Daphne a dit irritated. “Unless toi count Martin, but he’s-”...
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Cas’ eyes flashed open and his chest went up and down. He was tied onto a chair and he felt a sharp pain in both his hands. He looked down at his shirt, which was soaked in blood. He moved his arms and the pain in his hands became worse. He looked over his shoulder and saw how an Angel sword pinched his hands together. He heard footsteps and tried to free himself.
“You’re awake” Zoey a dit breathless. She was carrying a plate with food. “Good”
“You killed all those people” Cas a dit trembling. “Why?”
Zoey sighed. “Do we have to talk about that?” She lifted the plate. “Look,...
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However, as she passed by, Daphne jumped vers l'avant, vers l’avant and stabbed Meg in her neck with syringe, containing a red substance.
“Aaaahhh!” Meg gasped and she touched her neck. “What the hell are toi doing?”
But Daphne had left the building and ran for her life.


The door of the court building opened Zoey’s cœur, coeur jumped up when Cas came outside. The fact that he was alone made her even happier.
“I’m glad you’re not gone yet” Cas said. Zoey died inside, but managed to stay calm.
“I waited for you” she said. She defended Daphne and tried to make Cas understand why she did it, but secretly...
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Gerard got accueil from his work. He hung his manteau on the rack and walked into the sitting room. He saw Zoey sitting in the couch, écriture something.
“Eh, what are toi doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m écriture a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a seconde later she heard a snap.
Zoey tapped Daphne’s arm reassuring. “Don’t be afraid. I won’t take toi there” she promised. She took Daphne’s face in her hands. “I won’t take toi there. Listen, why don’t toi go take a nap? I’ll stay here to let Cas in. Gerard’s home, he can take care of Alex”
“Yeah, alright” Daphne a dit and she sniffed.
“Now, come one, away with those tears” Zoey a dit motherly. Daphne dried her eyes and smiled weak.
“I’m so lucky to have you” she sobbed.


Cas and Alexia were gone and Zoey was sitting at the cuisine table. Daphne’s handwritten book was lying open on a blank...
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Cas walked outside and saw Zoey standing against the wall.
“I’m glad you’re not gone yet” Cas said.
“I waited for you” Zoey said. “Listen, Cas, what Daphne did is unforgivable, but if it helps, I had a very good conversation with her and I think she’s really sorry”
Cas shook his head. “It doesn’t help. I thought Daphne trusted me”
“She was upset about the annulment for your wedding” Zoey explained. “She’d expected ou actually hoped you’d rip the pages into pieces and come accueil with her. But when toi didn’t she was really hurt and she’s been looking for a way...
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