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Damon walked towards the old building. Jeremy had told Damon Veronica was alone now and though Jeremy didn’t want Damon to hurt her, he still thought that if Damon threatened her she’d listen and leave. Damon, on the other hand, very well knew Veronica wouldn’t let him scare her off and so there was only one thing left to do. Kill the bitch.
He opened the door, which was unlocked. That should’ve occurred strange to him, but Damon didn’t pay much attention to it. He walked through the hallway until he found the largest room.
“Hello, Damon” Veronica said. “So, Jeremy signs up and ten dakika later wewe onyesha up on my doorstep. What a coincidence”
“I wouldn’t exactly call it a coincidence” Damon commented.
“Neither would I” Veronica replied. “Let me guess. You’re here to tell me that if I ever harm so much as a hair on dear Elena Gilbert’s head wewe will kill me. Is that about right?”
“Actually I was going to kill wewe before wewe have the chance to harm so much as a hair on Elena’s head” Damon answered. He raced towards when Veronica turned on the lights. They were surrounded kwa at least thirty people and they all aimed a weapon at Damon. Only now he saw Veronica had her crossbow in her hands, which she now too aimed at him.
“Consider this war” she alisema sinister and she fired.
The inayofuata morning.
Cas woke up on the kitanda of Meg’s motel. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes. Light shone through the curtains and Cas stood up and walked to them to open them. Dean’s Impala was parked across the street.
Meg ticked on the side windows of Dean’s car and Dean jumped up. He frowned and blinked to remember where he was. When he did, he turned the window down.
“What are wewe doing here so early?” Meg asked.
“What’s in the bag?” Dean nodded at the small paper bag Meg was holding in her right hand.
“Breakfast” Meg replied short.
“Thanks, wewe shouldn’t have”...
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Cas carried Meg to the kitanda and lay her down. He removed her sweater and held his breath. On the place Kevin had hit there was a big gap and Meg was losing blood on a rapid pace. Cas turned to Dean, begging for help.
Dean looked down at the badly injured ex-demon. Meg had done countless of evil things. She deserved to die like this. The wound would get infected, she’d get a fever, and then she would die.
“Dean, do something!” Cas yelled desperate.
Dean rotated his head to his best friend, who leaned forward.
“She’s not breathing” Cas panicked.
Another few crucial sekunde passed by...
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Zoey was driving on Front Street. They were almost home. Daphne hadn’t alisema a word during the entire ride. Not because she was still angry, but her migraine had gotten worse.
“Can wewe give me one of those muffins? I’m hungry” Zoey said.
“How, for the upendo of God, can wewe be thinking of chakula right now?” Daphne mumbled and with her eyes closed she searched for the box.
“You’re going to have to take a peek, I put it on the backseat” Zoey said.
Daphne groaned and opened her eyes. She turned around on her kiti, kiti cha and lifted the box from the backseat. She opened it and lay it on Zoey’s...
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Heather supported Meg as they walked to the ICU. As soon as they headed for the door, the guard stepped closer to them.
“I cannot let wewe pass” he alisema strict. “Not unless you’re close family”
Meg looked desperate at Heather who pulled her shoulders. Meg looked back at the guard. She couldn’t believe what she was going to say, but she did anyway.
“I’m his girlfriend”
“Five minutes” the guard alisema and he opened the door. Heather let go of Meg; she knew she had to stay outside. The guard closed the door behind Meg and Heather walked to ukuta and leaned against it.
Meg shuffled...
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Meg was lying asleep in a kitanda in one of the many bedrooms in the house. She had found something to sleep in; Anna really had taken care of it.
The door of the room opened slowly and Cas appeared in the doorway. He was wearing a dressing-gown and he walked slowly to the bed. He took of the dressing-gown and removed the sheets. The sudden change of temperature woke Meg up. She blinked and opened her eyes and widened them. Though it wasn’t the first time she’d seen it, it still took her kwa surprise.
“What are wewe doing here?” she asked aggressive.
“I think wewe know that” Cas answered...
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posted by alexischaos2004
NOTE: Before wewe read this, I wanted to say this is a yaoi fanfiction. The pairing featured in this is Shadilver. If wewe are NOT a Shadilver fan, don't read this. Simple. Also, there might be a few inappropriate word selections in this.



"A rose has its thorns, and a violet has its leaves. But, combining the two will make wewe weep." alisema Silver, looking down at a white piece of paper with a proud tone of voice. He was in Poetry class, and this was his first poem. It needed to make his teacher impressed, au he would be expelled from Poetry class. "Impressive,Silver. Next, is Shadow." Ms.Suxcox...
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Dean was sitting on a chair, inayofuata to Cas’ hospital bed. There was only one visitor allowed and Sam and Dean had agreed to switch turns.
“Why are wewe so reckless?” Dean mumbled helpless.
The inayofuata moment Cas sat up and gasped for air.
“Cas?” Dean alisema and he stood up. He wanted to call a doctor when Cas took his hand.
“Am I alive?” he asked faint.
“Yeah” Dean nodded relieved. “You’re alive”
Cas closed his eyes and fell asleep.
A couple of hours later he woke up and saw he had company. Dean hadn’t left, and Sam, Jo, Ellen and Anna had joined him.
“You gave us all a big...
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Elijah walked through the woods. After some bickering with Rebekah they had agreed it would be safest if one of them, Rebekah, would stay behind and man the headquarters, while the other, Elijah, would go back to Esther’s grave.
He removed the stone and climbed downstairs. Two coffins were still closed. Elijah walked to the coffin that stood on the left side of his. He opened it and revealed the body of his oldest brother Finn.
Elijah slowly removed the dagger. While Finn slowly regained his life force, Elijah walked to the only closed coffin left. He opened it and gazed at the undead body...
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“What the hell happened to you?” Sam exclaimed.
“Someone was shooting at us” Jo explained agitated. Dean was leaning on her and he was starting to become heavy. Cas rushed to them and took over.
“Thank you” Jo said.
“Where is it that you’re injured?” Cas asked. “Then I’ll heal you”
Dean shot a long look at Jo and then looked at Cas. “No” he alisema slowly. “I’m not that hurt. The bullet just missed me, it’s just a scratch. Jo can take care of me”
Jo frowned, but nodded in agreement.
Dean shot a meaningful glance at Sam, knowing Cas wouldn’t understand. Sam grabbed...
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Damon was packing his bags when Stefan walked in.
“What are wewe doing?”
“Packing my bags, if wewe didn’t notice” Damon replied.
“Why? Where wewe going?” Stefan asked.
“I don’t know. I haven’t decided yet” Damon said.
“I don’t get it” Stefan said. Without turning around Damon started to explain. “I’ve always known wewe hate me, but I didn’t know it was that bad. If wewe really loathe me that much wewe could’ve alisema so and I might’ve left”
“No, I don’t want wewe to leave” Stefan said. “I just…”
“You just wanted someone to drive a stake through my heart....
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Elena was tied onto a pillar in the center of the parking lot. Damon could see her from where he was standing. He could also see how mtu-bweha and Wanyonya damu were lurking from the dark. With the chance of being his moyo ripped out he speeded to Elena who was still unconscious. He carefully tapped her face, to wake her. She slowly opened her eyes and when she realized it was Damon who had come to her rescue a little smile appeared on her face. “I knew you’d come” she alisema weak.
“Ssh” Damon said. “Don’t speak. I’ll get wewe safe”
“These ropes are really tight. It hurts” Elena...
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Derek Janders. The name sounded familiar, but try as he might Damon could not figure out where he had heard it before.
“Let me buy wewe a drink” Derek said. It zaidi sounded like an order than a friendly gesture. He conjured his wallet and paid two whiskeys, after compelling the bartender not to ask his ID.
“Who turned you?” Damon asked, not touching his drink.
“Does it matter?” Derek answered with a question. “Look, wewe wanted me to tell wewe what I wanted, so here it is. I want wewe to train me, educate me in the world of vampires”
Now Damon drank to wash away that information....
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Cas had finished cutting letters out of Frederik’s chest. He conjured a needle and thread and pushed it through the letters, combining them and making some sort of necklace. He walked to Frederik and hung the mkufu around his neck.
He noticed how Frederik was losing conscience. His head hung down, drool came out of his mouth and he was deathly pale.
“Hey, stay up! Don’t fall asleep. We’re not done yet” Cas snarled and he punched Frederik in the face. Frederik opened his eyes, forgot for a sekunde where he was, then remembered kwa seeing Cas.
“What are wewe still doing here? That...
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Since there was no way any of them was going to get any sleep, they packed their bags and loaded the Impala. Dean placed himself behind the wheel, Sam sat inayofuata to him and Meg on the backseat.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. wewe didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.