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 to Dean and Sam” Meg asked casual, while she consciously tried to avoid looking at Cas. “You two lovebirds broke up already?”
“Dean’s not my boyfriend” Cas answered.
“Okay” Meg scoffed.
“I’m sorry I didn’t call wewe and tell wewe where I was” Cas alisema in an apologizing way. “But I was really ill and I couldn’t tell you. I was asleep for a week, but Anna alisema she read you. Are wewe okay?”
“I’m fine” Meg mumbled.
“Dean alisema he called you” Cas alisema careful. “I had hoped you’d come and see how I was doing?”
“Eh, yeah, sorry” Meg answered uncaring. “I was busy. I have a job. I’m actually working tonight”
“That’s…really good” Cas ametoa maoni and he tried to sound happy for her. Dean was right, Meg didn’t care. “What kind of work?”
Meg poured herself a cup of coffee and drank from it before she answered. “As a call girl” If that confession was supposed to shock Cas, then Meg had completely failed in her purpose; Cas didn’t even blink.
“What’s a call girl?” he asked serious.
Now Meg was conflicted. If she told him the truth he’d leave her alone. But she didn’t really want him to know she was sleeping around with other men for money.
“A call girl is someone who helps people with relationship problems, over the phone” she made up.
“That sounds like a noble cause” Cas replied.
“I guess” Meg said.
“We’re leaving soon. You’re not coming with us, are you?” Cas asked sad. Meg shook her head. Cas walked to her. “I’ll stay if wewe want me to”
Meg looked away. “Why would I want that?” she asked difficult. Cas was invading her personal space. She tried to get away, but Cas placed his hands on the dresser, so Meg was trapped. He bowed his head and kissed her.
Meg put her hands on his chest, but if she tried to push him away, she didn’t put much effort to it. Cas pulled away. “Consider this goodbye” he alisema soft. He took a few steps back and Meg tried to breath normally, while her moyo was pounding in her chest. “I’ll call wewe when we’re settled. Good luck on your job”
He walked to the door and Meg watched him leave.