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Meg opened her eyes and looked at Sam an Dean, who were sitting at her bed. They were the last two people she had expected to see. She tried to sit up, but Sam gently pushed her down on the pillow.
“Don’t try to make any movements. You’re still a little weak” he said.
“I thought I was dead” Meg mumbled.
“You were close, but Anna healed you. She’s finally learned how to do it” Dean explained. He exchanged glances with Sam, before getting to the reason why they were there. “Meg, where is Cas?”
“I don’t know” Meg lied and she looked away.
“You were with him when he killed that woman and when he killed Heather” Sam continued. “When we arrived at Heather’s we only found toi and Heather. No sign of Cas ou Isabel. Our guess is that he took her somewhere. If toi don’t speak up now, another innocent person is going to die”
Meg lifted her head up. “Cas’ targets are hardly innocent” she snapped with skipping voice. “They deserve what’s coming to them”
“He’s Lost his mind. He’s dangerous” Dean responded frustrated. “We need to lock him up and beat the crazy out of him”
“I don’t know where he is” Meg repeated.
Meg had stayed behind in the hospital after Jo had advised her to get a checkup. She wasn’t injured like Cas, but she had still been in ice cold water and she had been in contact with electricity. So, a checkup wouldn’t hurt.
The doctor draw some blood.
“How long have toi been feeling sick?” he asked.
“Since now, really” Meg answered in full honesty. “One moment I’m feeling fine, the suivant I’m running off to the bathroom, puking my guts out”
“Do toi get stressed easy?” the doctor asked.
“No” Meg responded. “I don’t know. I’m not really familiar with emotions”...
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Anna and Kevin were in the building Zoey had kept Cas hostage. It was sealed and trespassing would be penalized, but human laws didn’t exactly apply to the Angel and the prophet.
“You have the tablets” Anna concluded.
“Not all of them” Kevin corrected her. “Just the most valuable once”
“I have to say you’re quite of an actor” Anna said, with some admiration in her voice.
“It wasn’t all acting” Kevin replied. “In the beginning I thought Crowley really meant the best for me. I believed him when he a dit he was looking out for my mother. But then I wanted to see her...
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The suivant room was filled with fragments of mirrors and the closest fragment had something written on it. Cas made a step forwards and squeezed his eyes to read the tiny letters. It said: ‘Use the reflections in the fragments to find the two tablets.
“Great. Piece of cake” Cas mumbled sarcastic.
The fragments were very close to each other and so Cas lifted his left arm to protects his face, while the fragments cut in his sides, his shoulders, his legs, his arms and his chest.
He stopped after a few yards and carefully put his arm down. He examined the fragments around him, trying not to...
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The room was pitch dark.
“Meg?” Cas called, though he knew better. He touched for the mur and tried to let his eyes get used to the darkness.
Then suddenly a flash blinded his eyes and he shut them. The darkness returned and Cas opened his eyes.
“You’re not going to find what you’re looking for, with your eyes closed” a voice whispered. Cas understood he had to keep his eyes open at all cost and so when the suivant flash of light came he tried to keep his eyes open.
The light remained for about five secondes and Cas saw something rectangle and dark on the ground. When the lights disappeared...
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The suivant morning.
Meg lay with her head on Cas chest, when the car started vibrated. “Cas” she whispered. “Cas, wake up. There’s someone in the car”
Cas opened his eyes and saw a silhouette. He quietly gave Meg his chemise and he put on his trousers. “Dean?” he asked, though he knew it wasn’t Dean.
“No” the driver replied.
“Kevin!” Meg panted. “What are toi doing? Are toi going to try and kill us again?”
“No” Kevin answered. “Listen, I’m sorry for trying to kill you, but I promise I had good reason. Crowley had to think I was on his side. Ever wondered why I didn’t...
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The door to the intensive care opened par itself and an instant later it closed again. Balthazar became visible and stepped slowly to the lit Cas was lying in. There was a bandage around his head, and some kind of masker around his nose and mouth, attached to a ventilation device.
“I am so sorry, Castiel” Balthazar whispered as he lay his hand on the machine. “But I have no choice”
“What are toi doing?” Anna asked sharp. Without turning around Balthazar mumbled: “Please, leave, Anna. I have to do this. Crowley will kill me if I don’t”
Anna walked to him with fierce steps. “If...
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Alarmed par the blast Heather shoved the curtains in her living room aside. “Oh my God” she a dit shocked as she saw Meg’s body lying on the street. She ran outside, while she searched for her phone. When she realize she didn’t have it on her, she signed at a few passengers. “Don’t just stand there like some kind of idiots. Call 911!” she yelled angry.
She kneeled suivant to Meg and lifted her T-shirt. She turned away and covered her mouth. There was an awful lot of blood.
Five minutes later the ambulance was driving to the hospital. Heather searched through Meg’s bourse, sac à main and conjured...
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Meg opened the door of Heather’s house and walked outside. She turned around and looked Heather sharp in the eyes. “If something happens to Cas, because of what toi gave him,…” She couldn’t find a threat that was frightening enough.
“Mm-hm” Heather nodded, her lips pressed. “But you’re just friends” she commenté sarcastically. Meg rolled her eyes and walked away, while Heather went back inside.
“Hey, Meg!”
Meg gasped as she recognized the voice. Would he really dare attacking her in the middle of the day, in the middle of a crowded street?
“It’s not very nice to...
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Cas stroked his hair and tried to keep his breathing under control. Meg didn’t understand. He needed more. He had lied about the pain being back, but he hadn’t lied about needing another dose. He opened the upper buttons of his shirt, suddenly feeling feverish.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one par one.
He leaned against the cold, marble mur and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Meg took a few deep breaths in order to remain calm, before she rang the cloche, bell on Heather’s door. This time her co-worker was dressed when she opened the door.
“Don’t tell me your friend is sick again” she a dit as she let Meg in.
“Depends” Meg started vague. “He’s having a headache and he’s jouer la comédie weird. Again. Still”
Heather shrugged. “Those are side effects. Every medicine has a side effect ou two” she explained careless.
“What did toi give him?” Meg asked.
“Does it matter?” Heather commented, avoiding Meg’s look.
“He threatened to kill me if I didn’t...
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“What was it?” Meg asked sharp, forcing Cas to look at her par grabbing his shoulders. “What did Heather give you? If it’s something dangerous…You know medicine can kill you, don’t you? If toi take too much of it”
Cas freed himself and turned around. “Yes, I know that. I am not stupid” he snapped, while he rubbed his fingers. “I don’t know what Heather gave me. All I know is that the pain is gone and isn’t that exactly what we wanted?”
“Well, if toi don’t know then I guess I’ll have to ask someone who does” Meg replied cold. She turned around and wanted to leave...
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Meg took a bite from the waffle and frowned. “Did toi put chocolat in it?” she asked, looking up at Cas.
“Yeah, Anna told me toi liked it as a human and since you’re human again…” Cas explained. “I wanted to do something nice for you”
“Hmm” Meg said, taking another bite from her waffle. “Seems to me that you’re trying to make up for something”
Cas bit his lip and sat down. He took Meg’s hand. “Yeah, I’ve been…quite a jerk to toi yesterday. But…the pain…it was really bad” he tried to explain.
Meg pulled her hand away. “Yeah, I get it” she answered a...
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The suivant morning.
Cas opened the door of his bedroom and saw Meg sitting on the floor, sleeping. He bent through his knees and picked her up. He carried her through the hallway and walked into her room. There he lay her down on the lit and covered her with the sheets. He leaned vers l'avant, vers l’avant and kissed her forehead. Then he turned around and left, going back to his room. He took the sheets and rolled them in a ball, taking them downstairs to the laundry. He had no idea how to work with a washer, but there was a manual, so maybe if he’d read extra careful, he might figure it out.
It took him five...
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Heather unlocked the door and looked at Meg who had been leaning against the door in an attempt to hear what they were doing.
“Did Cas throw up?” she asked, trying to sound casual.
“Yeah” Heather answered. “I’m going to need toi to clean it up”
“Do I look like a maid to you?” Meg commenté offended.
“Of course not, sweetie” Heather smiled weak and she caressed Meg’s cheek. “A maid I would pay. Now, come on, be a doll” And she walked back into the room.
When Meg came back with a mob Heather had taken off her T-shirt and as Meg walked to the vomit spot Heather crawled...
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Meg opened the door of her house and kicked it open. She walked carefully inside and switched the light on. Heather followed her.
Cas was standing suivant to the front door, the same couteau clenched in his hand. He ran to Heather and jumped her.
Heather screamed and Meg quickly turned around.
“No, Cas, wait!” she yelled when Cas tried to stab Heather. “She’s here to help you. She can make the pain go away”
Cas let go of Heather and stared suspicious at Meg. “You’re lying” he said.
“The briefcase” Meg explained. “There’s a medicine in it. Heather can help you. Please, let...
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Meg opened the door to their new house and threw the keys on the table. Cas hadn’t a dit a word during the whole ride. suivant to the house they had also gotten the car and somehow both Cas and Meg received their driving license.
“I’ll see if I can make any dinner” Meg a dit tired.
“Why? Are toi trying to poison me?” Cas asked accusatory. Meg didn’t even bother answering that, but went to the kitchen.
Cas followed her. “What are toi going to cook?” he asked, being his normal self now.
“I don’t know” Meg shrugged. “I’ll just throw a few things together”
“Did toi ask...
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The suivant morning.
Cas opened his eyes, hoping Meg would still be with him. But besides him, there was no one in the bed. It had been a rough night. His shoulder kept hurting, but he assumed that was normal. Maybe he should ask Meg if she could help him out.
He got out of lit and frowned. The pain had moved to his head.
“Cas? Are toi up?” Meg called, before she appeared in the doorway. “What’s…wrong?” she asked when Cas sat back down on the bed.
“I don’t…I don’t know” Cas responded.
“Are toi in pain ou something?” Meg asked a little irritated, while she walked to the...
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Meg was lying asleep in a lit in one of the many bedrooms in the house. She had found something to sleep in; Anna really had taken care of it.
The door of the room opened slowly and Cas appeared in the doorway. He was wearing a dressing-gown and he walked slowly to the bed. He took of the dressing-gown and removed the sheets. The sudden change of temperature woke Meg up. She blinked and opened her eyes and widened them. Though it wasn’t the first time she’d seen it, it still took her par surprise.
“What are toi doing here?” she asked aggressive.
“I think toi know that” Cas answered...
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Meg pressed the cloche, bell of a big, fancy house. Whoever owned the place was eager to meet her, because Meg had barely withdraw her finger when the door opened.
“Good evening, toi must be April” the man said. “Come in” He stepped aside and Meg entered. She took of her manteau and the man swallowed. She was wearing a little black dress with a deep décolleté and the dress barely covered her butt.
“Eh…can I offer toi a drink?” the man suggested.
“No” Meg refused. She wanted this to get over with. “Can we just get to it?”
“Yeah, of course” the man agreed. “My name is Brad,...
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Meg opened the door of her motel room to let Cas in. Cas widened his eyes. “Did toi paint your hair?” he asked, glaring at the blonde wisps on Meg’s head.
“No, I woke up like this” Meg replied sarcastically. “The correct term is ‘dye’, par the way” She walked back into the motel and Cas followed her.
“I like it. It’s shorter, but I like it” Cas a dit and he reached for Meg’s hair, but she pulled away.
“So, eh, why are toi here? I thought you’d moved back in with Dean and Sam” Meg asked casual, while she consciously tried to avoid looking at Cas. “You two lovebirds...
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