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 toi sure that’s a good idea?” Sam asked doubtful.
Meg cast him an angry glance. “Listen up, dude, when we were in the pit, Cas didn’t leave my side either, so toi either take me to him ou I’ll go par myself”
Thirty minutes later Sam opened the door of the two men motel room and ignoring Deans frowning he carried Meg to the lit suivant to Cas. He lay her down and Meg’s hand searched for Cas’ hand. When she touched it she enclosed his fingers and squeezed them.
Cas slowly rotated his head and gave her a very weak smile. It was good enough.