Cas eyes flashed open as he lay on the bathroom floor. With some effort he managed to sit up. He looked aside to the ground and noticed the many empty strips. He picked up a few and examined them.
“What?” he mumbled weak and confused. It had never been his intention to kumeza every pill in the medicine cabinet and he knew that it was a miracle he was still alive. He let the strips fall out of his hand and he crawled slowly and difficult to the toilet.
As he tried to reach the toilet he was thrown back against the wall. A part of him tried to keep the drugs in his body. But another part wanted to live. He jerked himself off the ukuta and dragged himself to the toilet. He clenched his fingers tightly around the edge, while he leaned backwards. It was as if an invisible force tried to stop Cas from getting any closer, but he managed to lean forward. He put his finger in his mouth as deep as possible, until he gagged and threw up.
When he was finished he leaned backwards again and wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt.
Then, without a warning, he bashed his head against the toilet.
“What?” he mumbled weak and confused. It had never been his intention to kumeza every pill in the medicine cabinet and he knew that it was a miracle he was still alive. He let the strips fall out of his hand and he crawled slowly and difficult to the toilet.
As he tried to reach the toilet he was thrown back against the wall. A part of him tried to keep the drugs in his body. But another part wanted to live. He jerked himself off the ukuta and dragged himself to the toilet. He clenched his fingers tightly around the edge, while he leaned backwards. It was as if an invisible force tried to stop Cas from getting any closer, but he managed to lean forward. He put his finger in his mouth as deep as possible, until he gagged and threw up.
When he was finished he leaned backwards again and wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his shirt.
Then, without a warning, he bashed his head against the toilet.
Meg looked around the police station. So that was why no one was answering her calls for help. They were all dead. There were bodies everywhere and their insides were torn out. The floor was covered in blood.
“Meg”
Meg looked up. Daphne had entered the building. She stared shocked at the bodies.
“You killed all those people” she alisema trembling. It wasn’t a question, but an observation. “You’re going to hurt zaidi people. I can’t let wewe do that”
“You can’t handle me. I’m too strong for your” Meg said. She walked towards Daphne and passed her. If she was going to try something Meg could easily take her down.
However, as she passed by, Daphne jumped mbele and stabbed Meg in her neck with syringe, containing a red substance.
“Aaaahhh!” Meg gasped and she touched her neck. “What the hell are wewe doing?”
But Daphne had left the building and ran for her life.
“Meg”
Meg looked up. Daphne had entered the building. She stared shocked at the bodies.
“You killed all those people” she alisema trembling. It wasn’t a question, but an observation. “You’re going to hurt zaidi people. I can’t let wewe do that”
“You can’t handle me. I’m too strong for your” Meg said. She walked towards Daphne and passed her. If she was going to try something Meg could easily take her down.
However, as she passed by, Daphne jumped mbele and stabbed Meg in her neck with syringe, containing a red substance.
“Aaaahhh!” Meg gasped and she touched her neck. “What the hell are wewe doing?”
But Daphne had left the building and ran for her life.
The first witness was the mother of the seven mwaka old boy Cas had healed from a life threatening fever.
“I went to the jikoni 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 ngome 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 wewe 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 au a way out.
“I went to the jikoni 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 ngome 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 wewe 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 au a way out.
The door of Meg’s motel room opened and Meg stared at the door way. She was still stuck under the Key of Solomon.
“Anna told me wewe were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could wewe get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a salama distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless wewe do something. Personally, I don’t care if wewe killed that man au not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If wewe do the right thing, then I guarantee wewe Dean and I will never try to kill wewe again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do wewe want me to do?” she asked.
“Anna told me wewe were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could wewe get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a salama distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless wewe do something. Personally, I don’t care if wewe killed that man au not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If wewe do the right thing, then I guarantee wewe Dean and I will never try to kill wewe again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do wewe want me to do?” she asked.
