Isabel was sitting at the bar of the local pub, trying to get some information.
“Can I get the usual, Neil?” she asked casual. Neil prepared a koki zero and gave it to her. “Hey, I heard a few nasty things went down here. Could wewe tell me a little zaidi about it?”
“Not here” Neil corrected her. “Outside”
“I heard some of wewe regulars were murdered. Does the police have any suspects?” Isabel asked, pretending to be just curious.
“Yeah” Neil alisema obvious. “A lot of my customers saw him provoking them here. They went after him and didn’t return. Need I say more?”
“Who are wewe talking about?” Isabel asked, now eager to know.
“I don’t know his name, it’s such an odd one” Neil mumbled as he looked under his bar. He found the newspaper and held it up so Isabel could read the front page.
Part of her wanted to rejoice. Something was up with this guy and this time he wouldn’t get away with it.
But another part told her not to be premature. She had accused Cas of many things and he turned out to be innocent each time.
However, one thing’s for sure. Cas was in the middle of something really horrifying and Isabel wouldn’t be Isabel if she decided to watch at the side line.
“Can I get the usual, Neil?” she asked casual. Neil prepared a koki zero and gave it to her. “Hey, I heard a few nasty things went down here. Could wewe tell me a little zaidi about it?”
“Not here” Neil corrected her. “Outside”
“I heard some of wewe regulars were murdered. Does the police have any suspects?” Isabel asked, pretending to be just curious.
“Yeah” Neil alisema obvious. “A lot of my customers saw him provoking them here. They went after him and didn’t return. Need I say more?”
“Who are wewe talking about?” Isabel asked, now eager to know.
“I don’t know his name, it’s such an odd one” Neil mumbled as he looked under his bar. He found the newspaper and held it up so Isabel could read the front page.
Part of her wanted to rejoice. Something was up with this guy and this time he wouldn’t get away with it.
But another part told her not to be premature. She had accused Cas of many things and he turned out to be innocent each time.
However, one thing’s for sure. Cas was in the middle of something really horrifying and Isabel wouldn’t be Isabel if she decided to watch at the side line.
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.
The first witness was the mother of the seven mwaka old boy Cas had healed from a life threatening fever.
“I went to the jikoni and when I came back Mr. Allen, as he presented himself, had his hands all over my son. I…I think he was taking advantage of my son’s weakness”
“Objection!” Craig said. “I think everyone in ngome Rock knows about my client’s special abilities? Castiel can heal people with his bare hands, which is why Mrs. Jones had him come over in the first place. But to do his job he needs to touch his patient. He doesn’t even charge them”
“Of course he wouldn’t” Evan Trumble, Daphne’s attorney, said. “That’s because he knows that what he’s doing is wrong”
While Craig and Evan where quibbling, Cas looked sharp at Mrs. Jones.
“I never touched your son and wewe know it. I saved your son and this is not the right way to thank me”
Mrs. Jones seemed to cringe and looked around to find support au a way out.
“I went to the jikoni and when I came back Mr. Allen, as he presented himself, had his hands all over my son. I…I think he was taking advantage of my son’s weakness”
“Objection!” Craig said. “I think everyone in ngome Rock knows about my client’s special abilities? Castiel can heal people with his bare hands, which is why Mrs. Jones had him come over in the first place. But to do his job he needs to touch his patient. He doesn’t even charge them”
“Of course he wouldn’t” Evan Trumble, Daphne’s attorney, said. “That’s because he knows that what he’s doing is wrong”
While Craig and Evan where quibbling, Cas looked sharp at Mrs. Jones.
“I never touched your son and wewe know it. I saved your son and this is not the right way to thank me”
Mrs. Jones seemed to cringe and looked around to find support au a way out.
Night fell and Meg was playing with her phone. She had gotten so used to the sound of wings, she didn’t bother to look up when Balthazar and Anna appeared.
“We just heard Castiel’s trial’s tomorrow, which is very unusual” Balthazar said. “Whatever Crowley’s up to, it’ll happen tomorrow”
Meg shrugged. Why did everyone expect her to care?
“That means you’ll have to be prepared” Anna alisema sharp.
Meg stopped playing games with her phone.
“We’re getting wewe out tonight” Anna said.
Meg looked up, happy as a child. “Finally” she said.
Balthazar conjured his sword, but then a bright light shone from somewhere ahead of them.
“Oh no” Meg said. “Oh no no no no no no!”
That didn’t exactly help, because an instant later both Balthazar and Anna were gone.
Meg sunk to the bottom of her cell.
“Great” she alisema grumpy. “Juuuust great”
“We just heard Castiel’s trial’s tomorrow, which is very unusual” Balthazar said. “Whatever Crowley’s up to, it’ll happen tomorrow”
Meg shrugged. Why did everyone expect her to care?
“That means you’ll have to be prepared” Anna alisema sharp.
Meg stopped playing games with her phone.
“We’re getting wewe out tonight” Anna said.
Meg looked up, happy as a child. “Finally” she said.
Balthazar conjured his sword, but then a bright light shone from somewhere ahead of them.
“Oh no” Meg said. “Oh no no no no no no!”
That didn’t exactly help, because an instant later both Balthazar and Anna were gone.
Meg sunk to the bottom of her cell.
“Great” she alisema grumpy. “Juuuust great”
The inayofuata morning.
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of kitanda and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, inaonyesha her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. wewe have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of kitanda and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, inaonyesha her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. wewe have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”
