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Heather was pacing up and down the kitchen, nervously waiting for Isabel to call her back. She couldn’t imagine what kept her so long. She didn’t have a job, she didn’t have a boyfriend anymore. She was probably wallowing in self-pity, while Heather was about to be ripped to pieces, according to the newspaper.
She dialed Isabel’s phone again and growled when it was her voicemail again. “Seriously? Where the hell are you? Cas is here. What part of get here ASAP did wewe not get? Don’t wewe read the newspaper? He’s a lunatic. He’s killed four people already in less than 48 hours...
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School was out and Jerrick walked to the gate. He didn’t see his mother anywhere, but a strange woman came his way.
“Hi, Jerrick” Meg alisema charming when she reached the eight mwaka old. Jerrick took a few steps back. “Don’t be afraid. I know wewe don’t know me, but do wewe remember being sick and a man made wewe feel better?”
Jerrick nodded heavily.
“I’m a very good friend of that man. He’s visiting your mom and I was so kind to come and pick wewe up” Meg explained.
Jerrick’s teacher walked towards them.
“Is there a problem?” she asked suspicious.
“No, I’m just picking...
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Cas rubbed his eyes and looked at his friends. “I understand you’re a little overwhelmed” he started. “But I would really like to sleep now”
“Yeah, okay, we can talk tomorrow” Meg alisema with a warning look at Dean.
Cas walked to the single kitanda and started to undress. Then he realized the amount of eyes staring at him. “Are wewe all going to watch me sleep?”
“No, of course not” Sam alisema quickly. He put a hand on Claire’s shoulder. “We’ll take this young lady back home. Come on” he alisema Claire, but Claire pushed his hand away. She walked towards Cas.
“You killed my...
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Meg opened the door of her room and saw Dean sitting where she had expected Claire to sit. “What are wewe doing here?” she asked, uigizaji calm. “And where’s Claire?”
“Oh, she’s with Sam” Dean replied. “She’s fine, kwa the way, no thanks to you” He got up and walked to Meg. “Seriously, Meg, what were wewe thinking?”
“Hey, for the record, this was her idea” Meg defended herself. “She alisema I should tell her mother I’m keeping her hostage in exchange for Jimmy and I just figured it would be a lot zaidi convincing if I’d do it for real”
Dean shook his head, furious....
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The motel.
Claire was still tied onto her chair. She rubbed her hands, trying to free them, but all she managed to do was tighten the quick-release straps and cause her wrists to bleed. She went with her tongue against the tape to make it loose.
In the room inayofuata door Sam and Dean were trying to figure out the best way to approach Jimmy. Amelia might have alisema she hadn’t seen her husband, it was zaidi likely that she was hiding him from them. And even if she was speaking the truth, it would only be a matter of time before Jimmy would try and contact his family.
Claire managed to loosen the tape...
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Cas was standing in the bathroom, looking in the mirror. He looked very pale and his body felt like it was on fire. His hands had started itching again and this time Cas couldn’t take it anymore. He opened the mirror cupboard and took the scissors. He tried to open it, but the bandage was too tick and inconvenient to even hold it for five seconds.
He brought his right hand to his mouth and his teeth chewed the bandage. He unwounded the bandage with his teeth and when his hand was free, he used it to take the bandage off his left hand. He threw the bandage on the floor and looked at his scarred...
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Dean and Jo were sitting in a restaurant. Jo had convinced Dean to go out so that he could take his mind of Cas and whatever it was that kept making him ill.
“You look pretty” Dean said, with a faint smile.
“I didn’t even change my outfit” Jo answered cynical.
Dean looked down and Jo recognized his expression.
“Are wewe texting?” she asked upset.
“What?” Dean alisema quick. “No, no, I was…I was checking time…”
“why? wewe bored?” Jo asked offended.
“No!” Dean denied firm. “I just…I don’t want to leave Cas alone for too long. He’s sick and I’m afraid that...
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Cas glanced at the clock on the wall. An saa had gone kwa and they hadn’t heard from Jo au Meg.
“I’m sorry, buddy” Dean said, a little too chipper. Cas shot him a furious look and Dean swallowed. “Maybe if wewe just get some sleep, then I’ll take care of dinner. And don’t come up with the ‘I can’t eat, when Meg’s not around’ crap. wewe have to eat”
Cas shrugged wearily. “Fine, then, if wewe insist” he mumbled and he stood. When he walked around the meza, jedwali he quickly bagged Sam’s phone, which Sam had left on the table.
He took the phone to his room and put it on the...
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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 wewe been feeling sick?” he asked.
“Since now, really” Meg answered in full honesty. “One moment I’m feeling fine, the inayofuata I’m running off to the bathroom, puking my guts out”
“Do wewe get stressed easy?” the doctor asked.
“No” Meg responded. “I don’t know. I’m not really familiar with emotions”...
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Cas was sitting up in his hospital bed. There was a bandage around his neck and his hands and feet were bandaged. Dean, Sam, Jo and Meg were sitting around the bed.
“This picture is starting to get too familiar” Cas alisema grumpy. He lifted up his hand and tried to scratch his neck, but didn’t really succeed.
Meg took his hand and cast him an approaching look.
“What? It itches. wewe didn’t get stabbed kwa a piece of a mirror” Cas muttered.
“Don’t be such a baby” Meg reproached him.
“I almost died in that maze” Cas defended himself upset.
“So did I, but wewe don’t hear me complaining”...
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Dean stared at his car, his mouth wide open, unable to speak.
“What?” he alisema shocked. “Baby, what have they done to you?”
“Dean” Sam said, elbowing him and pointing at the entrance of the hospital. Meg came outside and walked towards.
“I saw wewe two from the window” she explained.
“Why are wewe wearing Cas’ clothes?” Sam asked.
“Long story” Meg replied.
“And what the hell did wewe and Cas do with my car?” Dean demanded to know, though part of him wished she wouldn’t answer. Unfortunately she did.
“We fucked” Meg alisema smug. The look on Dean’s face was priceless. “And Cas bled on the front seat. Speaking of Cas, he’s fine. Thanks for asking”
Dean had the courtesy to look ashamed.
“Eh, yeah, I just wanted to ask” he mumbled.
“Follow me” Meg said. “I’ll explain everything inside”
The inayofuata room, which was also the last, led both players to what looked like a workshop. They were standing on some kind of balcony and Meg walked closer to the edge to get a better look at the people down there, when she heard a weird noise. She turned around to see Cas stumbling out of the other room.
“Oh my God” she gasped and she ran towards him. Without thinking she took off the shati again, allowing Cas to see the scars on her skin.
“Press this against the wound” she said. Cas, too weakened to protest, did what she told him. “Follow me” she took his free hand and pulled him...
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Meg had returned to her spot on the floor opposite the ICU room Cas was in. She heard footsteps coming their way and she averted her head to right. A young girl with wavy, blonde hair, green eyes and thin lips walked towards them. She didn’t say a word, but turned to the guard.
“You should go and eat something” she alisema sharp and the guardian left.
Meg widened her eyes. “Hey, what are wewe up to?” she asked when the girl put the latch down and opened the door. She reached out her hand to Meg. “Get up. I want wewe to witness this miracle” Meg accepted her hand and let the girl pull...
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Meg staggered to the ukuta and stuck out her hand to find support. She let herself fall against the ukuta and sank down.
“He’s just lying there. He’s not responding to anything I say” she mumbled breathless. “When I find out who did this to him- and I will find out- I’m going to torture that bastard to death” She looked aside at Heather. “I want to help inspector Roberts”
“Okay, I think I know how to find her” Heather replied.
“And…someone has to call the Winchesters” Meg continued. “They’re his…family…If he…” Meg couldn’t get herself to finish. “They...
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“I will come back. I need to ask Castiel a few maswali too, but as long as he’s on intensive care…” Isabel didn’t finish her sentence. She stood, walked to the door and left.
“What is she talking about?” Meg asked urgent at Heather. “What is Cas doing on intensive care?”
Heather took a deep breath. This was going to be really hard, ‘cause even though Meg would never admit it, it was obvious she cared deeply for her…friend, as she called him.
“Meg, I need wewe to listen very carefully” Heather started softly. “Something happened to Cas. When wewe were brought to the...
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One week later.
Heather was sitting kwa Meg’s bed. A week had gone kwa and Meg hadn’t opened her eyes once. The doctor had told her she was not in a coma, but just fast asleep. She would live. It was just a matter of time before she woke up.
Cas was less lucky. Someone had tried to kill him again, but fortunately there was a camera in the room and so the doctors could interfere just in time. Heather couldn’t help but wonder if keeping Cas alive wasn’t just extension of execution.
She felt something soft and cold on her arm and she looked down to see Meg’s finger moving.
“Meg?” she said.
Meg’s eyelids moved and slowly, but surely she opened them.
“Welcome back” Heather sighed relieved.
Meg tried to sit up, but Heather gently pushed her down again.
“Careful” she said. “I’ll go get a doctor” She hurried to the door and walked outside to call a doctor.
Meg opened the door of her motel room to let Cas in. Cas widened his eyes. “Did wewe 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’, kwa the way” She walked back into the motel and Cas followed her.
“I like it. It’s shorter, but I like it” Cas alisema and he reached for Meg’s hair, but she pulled away.
“So, eh, why are wewe 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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Meg was sleeping on the couch. She was so bored she had fallen asleep. She abruptly woke up when someone was banging the door and she had to get up.
“What?” she asked grumpy when she saw Anna standing in the doorway.
“Can I come in?” she asked as she entered the motel room. Meg raised her eyebrows as she closed the door. “We need to talk” Anna alisema casual. “You probably wonder why I didn’t fly into your motel room”
“Not really, no” Meg ametoa maoni slowly. “What do we have to talk about?” she asked slightly nervous. Now that she was a human, angels really scared the crap...
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Dean parked the Impala in front of the motel Meg was staying. “Are wewe sure about this?” he asked, turning to Cas.
Cas nodded. “Thank you” he alisema hoarse. “For not telling Sam” Dean didn’t comment, but loosened his kiti, kiti cha ukanda and got out of the car. He walked around it, when Cas stepped out too.
“No, wait here” Dean said. “Let me go first”
“Why?”
“She’s not very happy with you, right now. I might have to use a little persuasion” Dean explained.
“What kind of persuasion?” Cas asked suspicious.
“Just trust me, alright?” Dean replied. “I promise I won’t...
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Cas appeared outside Dean’s room, ignoring the short shrieks of the nurses. He opened the door and Sam looked up.
“You came” he alisema relieved.
“I’m sorry I left” Cas said. “There were things I needed to take care of”
“Yeah, sure, but can wewe save that for later?” Sam said. “Right now we really need your help”
“What’s going on?” Cas asked numb.
“Zoey didn’t just shoot Dean. She also shot Jo” Sam said.
“Jo’s dead?” Cas asked soft. Sam shook his head. “No, not yet” he said. “But her life’s hanging kwa a thread and wewe might be her only hope”
Cas...
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