Evan and Erin were sitting opposite each other on the jikoni table. They were having dinner, something Erin was rather grateful about. First of all she was starving. She felt like she hadn’t any chakula in her stomach for decades. sekunde of all, if she concentrated on her chakula she wouldn’t have to talk to Evan.
But Evan thought otherwise.
“How’s your dinner?” he asked careful.
“It’s fine” Erin mumbled without looking up.
“It’s your favorite” Evan continued. “The past few years I mostly lived on pizza’s and other junkfood. Sometimes my mother would stop kwa and prepare a decent meal. But tonight I wanted to make an effort for you”
“Thank you” Erin replied weak. She concentrated on her chakula again, hoping the small talk would be over.
“If wewe want we can go see your parents tomorrow. wewe haven’t seen them since wewe left” Evan said. Erin didn’t react, but finished her food. When she was done she put her means down. “I’m tired. I’m going to lie down for a bit”
“Yeah, sure. It’s a long way to Michigan” Evan replied. “I’ll make sure the jet’s ready kwa the time wewe get up tomorrow”
Erin nodded numb as she stood. Apparently her fiancé owned his own private jet plane.
“I’ll onyesha wewe your room” Evan offered helpful. He walked towards her, but Erin pushed his hand away.
“I’ll find it myself” she alisema irritated. No matter how many memories Evan brought up, he was still a stranger to her and she didn’t want to be touch kwa a stranger.
But Evan thought otherwise.
“How’s your dinner?” he asked careful.
“It’s fine” Erin mumbled without looking up.
“It’s your favorite” Evan continued. “The past few years I mostly lived on pizza’s and other junkfood. Sometimes my mother would stop kwa and prepare a decent meal. But tonight I wanted to make an effort for you”
“Thank you” Erin replied weak. She concentrated on her chakula again, hoping the small talk would be over.
“If wewe want we can go see your parents tomorrow. wewe haven’t seen them since wewe left” Evan said. Erin didn’t react, but finished her food. When she was done she put her means down. “I’m tired. I’m going to lie down for a bit”
“Yeah, sure. It’s a long way to Michigan” Evan replied. “I’ll make sure the jet’s ready kwa the time wewe get up tomorrow”
Erin nodded numb as she stood. Apparently her fiancé owned his own private jet plane.
“I’ll onyesha wewe your room” Evan offered helpful. He walked towards her, but Erin pushed his hand away.
“I’ll find it myself” she alisema irritated. No matter how many memories Evan brought up, he was still a stranger to her and she didn’t want to be touch kwa a stranger.
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.
Sam was waiting in line in a local snack bar. While he was waiting he watched the news, airing on a flat screen television, hanging on the ceiling.
“The thirty-five mwaka old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of ngome Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam alisema fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean alisema disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean alisema and Sam heard him lock the door.
“The thirty-five mwaka old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of ngome Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam alisema fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean alisema disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean alisema and Sam heard him lock the door.