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!!!”