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 healed, but at least they had stopped bleeding.
He opened the door and noticed immediately he had been fooled. Zoey was alone, but she did have a gun, which she aimed at him.
Cas stepped backwards until his back hit the wall, while Zoey came closer and closer.
“I don’t want to kill you, Cas” Zoey a dit trembling. “I just want us to live happily ever…But if I can’t have you…”
She didn’t notice the backdoor opening, but the moment she pulled the trigger Dean pushed Cas away and a seconde later he hit the floor.
“No!” Cas shouted.
Zoey aimed at Cas and fired, but nothing happened. She had ran out of bullets. She dropped the gun and ran away.
Cas hurried to Dean and lay his hands on his chest, on the spot where Zoey had shot him. But nothing happened.
“Come on, Dean, heal” Cas a dit agitated.
He tried again, but it turned out Cas wasn’t strong enough yet.
“Damn it, Dean! Why did toi do that?”
“She was going to shoot you. I didn’t want her to hurt toi even more” Dean a dit weak.
Cas looked around. Meg was gone, but Cas couldn’t care about that.
Dean closed his eyes and didn’t déplacer anymore.
“Dean! Dean, wake up!” Cas yelled scared, while shaking his best friend. He looked outside the open door. “Help! Somebody, help!!!”
“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 healed, but at least they had stopped bleeding.
He opened the door and noticed immediately he had been fooled. Zoey was alone, but she did have a gun, which she aimed at him.
Cas stepped backwards until his back hit the wall, while Zoey came closer and closer.
“I don’t want to kill you, Cas” Zoey a dit trembling. “I just want us to live happily ever…But if I can’t have you…”
She didn’t notice the backdoor opening, but the moment she pulled the trigger Dean pushed Cas away and a seconde later he hit the floor.
“No!” Cas shouted.
Zoey aimed at Cas and fired, but nothing happened. She had ran out of bullets. She dropped the gun and ran away.
Cas hurried to Dean and lay his hands on his chest, on the spot where Zoey had shot him. But nothing happened.
“Come on, Dean, heal” Cas a dit agitated.
He tried again, but it turned out Cas wasn’t strong enough yet.
“Damn it, Dean! Why did toi do that?”
“She was going to shoot you. I didn’t want her to hurt toi even more” Dean a dit weak.
Cas looked around. Meg was gone, but Cas couldn’t care about that.
Dean closed his eyes and didn’t déplacer anymore.
“Dean! Dean, wake up!” Cas yelled scared, while shaking his best friend. He looked outside the open door. “Help! Somebody, help!!!”
Sam was waiting in line in a local snack bar. While he was waiting he watched the news, airing on a flat screen television, hanging on the ceiling.
“The thirty-five an old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of château Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam a dit fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean a dit disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean a dit and Sam heard him lock the door.
“The thirty-five an old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of château Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam a dit fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean a dit disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean a dit and Sam heard him lock the door.
The first witness was the mother of the seven an old boy Cas had healed from a life threatening fever.
“I went to the cuisine and when I came back Mr. Allen, as he presented himself, had his hands all over my son. I…I think he was taking advantage of my son’s weakness”
“Objection!” Craig said. “I think everyone in château Rock knows about my client’s special abilities? Castiel can heal people with his bare hands, which is why Mrs. Jones had him come over in the first place. But to do his job he needs to touch his patient. He doesn’t even charge them”
“Of course he wouldn’t” Evan Trumble, Daphne’s attorney, said. “That’s because he knows that what he’s doing is wrong”
While Craig and Evan where quibbling, Cas looked sharp at Mrs. Jones.
“I never touched your son and toi know it. I saved your son and this is not the right way to thank me”
Mrs. Jones seemed to cringe and looked around to find support ou a way out.
“I went to the cuisine and when I came back Mr. Allen, as he presented himself, had his hands all over my son. I…I think he was taking advantage of my son’s weakness”
“Objection!” Craig said. “I think everyone in château Rock knows about my client’s special abilities? Castiel can heal people with his bare hands, which is why Mrs. Jones had him come over in the first place. But to do his job he needs to touch his patient. He doesn’t even charge them”
“Of course he wouldn’t” Evan Trumble, Daphne’s attorney, said. “That’s because he knows that what he’s doing is wrong”
While Craig and Evan where quibbling, Cas looked sharp at Mrs. Jones.
“I never touched your son and toi know it. I saved your son and this is not the right way to thank me”
Mrs. Jones seemed to cringe and looked around to find support ou a way out.
Night fell and Meg was playing with her phone. She had gotten so used to the sound of wings, she didn’t bother to look up when Balthazar and Anna appeared.
“We just heard Castiel’s trial’s tomorrow, which is very unusual” Balthazar said. “Whatever Crowley’s up to, it’ll happen tomorrow”
Meg shrugged. Why did everyone expect her to care?
“That means you’ll have to be prepared” Anna a dit sharp.
Meg stopped playing games with her phone.
“We’re getting toi out tonight” Anna said.
Meg looked up, happy as a child. “Finally” she said.
Balthazar conjured his sword, but then a bright light shone from somewhere ahead of them.
“Oh no” Meg said. “Oh no no no no no no!”
That didn’t exactly help, because an instant later both Balthazar and Anna were gone.
Meg sunk to the bottom of her cell.
“Great” she a dit grumpy. “Juuuust great”
“We just heard Castiel’s trial’s tomorrow, which is very unusual” Balthazar said. “Whatever Crowley’s up to, it’ll happen tomorrow”
Meg shrugged. Why did everyone expect her to care?
“That means you’ll have to be prepared” Anna a dit sharp.
Meg stopped playing games with her phone.
“We’re getting toi out tonight” Anna said.
Meg looked up, happy as a child. “Finally” she said.
Balthazar conjured his sword, but then a bright light shone from somewhere ahead of them.
“Oh no” Meg said. “Oh no no no no no no!”
That didn’t exactly help, because an instant later both Balthazar and Anna were gone.
Meg sunk to the bottom of her cell.
“Great” she a dit grumpy. “Juuuust great”
The suivant morning.
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of lit and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, montrer her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. toi have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of lit and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, montrer her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. toi have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”