An heure and a half later Dean stood up.
“Where are toi going?” Cas slightly panicked.
“Relax, I’m just going to stretch my legs” Dean reassured him. He turned around when Cas gripped his arm.
“Don’t leave me here with him” Cas almost ordered Dean. Dean felt Cas fingers dig in his skin and though he would never admit it, it hurt like hell.
“I’ll be right outside” Dean promised sharp.
Cas let go of him slowly and Dean walked quickly out of the room. He conjured his phone and dialed Sam’s number.
Cas looked at the guard. “I’m ready to go now” he a dit cold.
“Okay, I will inform my superiors” the guard replied.
“I’d much prefer toi wouldn’t” Cas commented. “I’d much prefer if toi would take me to prison now”
Sam finally picked up his phone.
“Dean, where are you? I’ve been looking all over for you” he a dit a little reproaching.
“I’m at the hospital, with Cas. Inspector Anderson violated him with razorblades” Dean explained and as he recalled the scene in the police station he felt his anger returning.
“But he’s okay, right? I mean, he’s angel, he can heal” Sam commenté obvious.
“Oh, really? Is that why he almost died?” Dean snapped sarcastically.
The guard walked towards Cas, his cuffs ready to use. Cas stuck out his hands helpfully and the guard cuffed them. When he was cuffed Cas threw his arms over the guard’s head and pressed the cuffs against his throat.
Dean slammed the door open; his anger made him forget his current location. But his anger was soon replaced par devastation. The guard lied dead on the ground , a bloody stripe across his throat.
“Where are toi going?” Cas slightly panicked.
“Relax, I’m just going to stretch my legs” Dean reassured him. He turned around when Cas gripped his arm.
“Don’t leave me here with him” Cas almost ordered Dean. Dean felt Cas fingers dig in his skin and though he would never admit it, it hurt like hell.
“I’ll be right outside” Dean promised sharp.
Cas let go of him slowly and Dean walked quickly out of the room. He conjured his phone and dialed Sam’s number.
Cas looked at the guard. “I’m ready to go now” he a dit cold.
“Okay, I will inform my superiors” the guard replied.
“I’d much prefer toi wouldn’t” Cas commented. “I’d much prefer if toi would take me to prison now”
Sam finally picked up his phone.
“Dean, where are you? I’ve been looking all over for you” he a dit a little reproaching.
“I’m at the hospital, with Cas. Inspector Anderson violated him with razorblades” Dean explained and as he recalled the scene in the police station he felt his anger returning.
“But he’s okay, right? I mean, he’s angel, he can heal” Sam commenté obvious.
“Oh, really? Is that why he almost died?” Dean snapped sarcastically.
The guard walked towards Cas, his cuffs ready to use. Cas stuck out his hands helpfully and the guard cuffed them. When he was cuffed Cas threw his arms over the guard’s head and pressed the cuffs against his throat.
Dean slammed the door open; his anger made him forget his current location. But his anger was soon replaced par devastation. The guard lied dead on the ground , a bloody stripe across his throat.
April 25, 1981
A local woman’s death was ruled a suicide, the county Sheriff’s Department a dit earlier today. Constance Welch, 24, of 4636 Breckenridge Road leapt off Sylvania bridge at mile 33 of Centennial highway, and sub-sequently drowned last night.
Deputy J. Pierce told reporters that, hours before her death Ms. Welch logged a call with 911 emergency services. In a panicked tone, Ms. Welch described how she found her two young children, 5 and 6, in the bathtub, after leaving them alone for several...
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Constance Welch, 24 Authorities attribute her suicide to extreme emotional distress.
Deputy J. Pierce told reporters that, hours before her death Ms. Welch logged a call with 911 emergency services. In a panicked tone, Ms. Welch described how she found her two young children, 5 and 6, in the bathtub, after leaving them alone for several...
