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 need to know”
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it” Heather promised. “You have a phone number?”
“In my purse” Meg answered and she wanted to get up.
“I got it” Heather alisema quickly. She ran back to Meg’s room and found her mfuko wa fedha, mfuko on the chair inayofuata to the bed. She searched it and pulled out her phone. She turned it on and searched through her contacts. When she found Dean she dialed his number.
“Hello?” a male, husky voice said.
“Dean Winchester?” Heather checked.
“Yeah”
“This is Heather” Heather started. “I’m a friend of Meg’s. She asked me to call wewe and your brother”
“What for?” Dean asked suspicious. Sam frowned, wanting to know who was calling and for what reason.
“It’s about Cas” Heather explained.
Silence.
“Sir, are wewe still there?”
“Hang on, let me put wewe on speaker” Dean eventually answered. He put his phone on speaker so Sam and Jo could listen along. “What did wewe say about Cas?”
“He’s dying” Heather cut to the chase. “Someone made an extremely violent attempt to take his life and it looks like they’re getting their way”
“No, they’re not” Dean commented. “Tell Meg we’re on our way back” He hung up, spun the car around and drove in the opposite direction.
“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 need to know”
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it” Heather promised. “You have a phone number?”
“In my purse” Meg answered and she wanted to get up.
“I got it” Heather alisema quickly. She ran back to Meg’s room and found her mfuko wa fedha, mfuko on the chair inayofuata to the bed. She searched it and pulled out her phone. She turned it on and searched through her contacts. When she found Dean she dialed his number.
“Hello?” a male, husky voice said.
“Dean Winchester?” Heather checked.
“Yeah”
“This is Heather” Heather started. “I’m a friend of Meg’s. She asked me to call wewe and your brother”
“What for?” Dean asked suspicious. Sam frowned, wanting to know who was calling and for what reason.
“It’s about Cas” Heather explained.
Silence.
“Sir, are wewe still there?”
“Hang on, let me put wewe on speaker” Dean eventually answered. He put his phone on speaker so Sam and Jo could listen along. “What did wewe say about Cas?”
“He’s dying” Heather cut to the chase. “Someone made an extremely violent attempt to take his life and it looks like they’re getting their way”
“No, they’re not” Dean commented. “Tell Meg we’re on our way back” He hung up, spun the car around and drove in the opposite direction.
Cas beached on the street, far away from Rufus’ cabin. He wasn’t sure how to feel. He was angry, because Dean wouldn’t listen to him. Dean always thought he knew everything better. He was disappointed, because Dean had no faith in him at all.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t wewe hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t wewe recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he alisema breathless. “How did wewe find me? What are wewe doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need wewe to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t wewe hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t wewe recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he alisema breathless. “How did wewe find me? What are wewe doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need wewe to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
