While Cas put his clothes back on Meg wrapped the sheets around her and walked towards the door.
“Where wewe going?” Cas asked.
“Going to take a look in Heather’s wardrobe. I don’t like these clothes” Meg replied and she left the room. Cas took advantage of Meg’s absence to look around in the room. He lifted the mattress, opened the closets and threw all its content on the floor. He pulled the drawers open and threw them on the bed.
“Where is it, Heather? Where do wewe keep it?” Cas mumbled as he kept looking.
Meg opened the closet in Heather’s bedroom and checked her wardrobe. There were so many clothes it was hard to choose from. Eventually she picked out a dark blue dress. She took of the clothes she had stolen from the old man and put on the dress, feeling like a girl again. She bent through her knees and checked the boxes that were on the bottom of the closet. Shoes. Meg picked out a pair with heels and put them on. She would’ve never wear any of this had she still been a demon. She put the box back and rose. When she was closing the closet her eye fell on something. Another box, but it was put away in such way that it seemed no one was supposed to find. Meg picked it up and opened it, revealing Heather’s heroin stock.
“What’s that?”
Meg looked up; Cas was standing in the doorway and he was looking at the box. The only thing he had eyes for apparently. He walked toward her and looked in the box.
“I’ve been looking for this” he alisema and he smiled at Meg. “You found it, well done” He took the box and walked downstairs.
“Where wewe going?” Cas asked.
“Going to take a look in Heather’s wardrobe. I don’t like these clothes” Meg replied and she left the room. Cas took advantage of Meg’s absence to look around in the room. He lifted the mattress, opened the closets and threw all its content on the floor. He pulled the drawers open and threw them on the bed.
“Where is it, Heather? Where do wewe keep it?” Cas mumbled as he kept looking.
Meg opened the closet in Heather’s bedroom and checked her wardrobe. There were so many clothes it was hard to choose from. Eventually she picked out a dark blue dress. She took of the clothes she had stolen from the old man and put on the dress, feeling like a girl again. She bent through her knees and checked the boxes that were on the bottom of the closet. Shoes. Meg picked out a pair with heels and put them on. She would’ve never wear any of this had she still been a demon. She put the box back and rose. When she was closing the closet her eye fell on something. Another box, but it was put away in such way that it seemed no one was supposed to find. Meg picked it up and opened it, revealing Heather’s heroin stock.
“What’s that?”
Meg looked up; Cas was standing in the doorway and he was looking at the box. The only thing he had eyes for apparently. He walked toward her and looked in the box.
“I’ve been looking for this” he alisema and he smiled at Meg. “You found it, well done” He took the box and walked downstairs.
“If I have to die, so will you” Zoey said.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the moto out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let wewe go”
“He’ll kill wewe either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t upendo me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he alisema hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If wewe really upendo him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the moto out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let wewe go”
“He’ll kill wewe either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t upendo me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he alisema hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If wewe really upendo him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
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.