Dean and Sam walked away from the grave.
“What I did was for Cas, too” Meg called them back. Dean turned around and headed back to her.
“You killed him” he trembled and he pointed an accusing finger at Meg. “Now you’re going to tell me wewe did that for him? That’s ng'ombe crap!”
“He was begging me to stop his pain. He was so afraid of Lucifer returning to him. I had to help him” Meg appealed. She wasn’t sure why it was so important that Dean understood. She only knew it would be important to Cas.
“Cas was going to fight back and I was going to support him. wewe didn’t even give him a chance. wewe just wrote him off. Guess he wasn’t so attractive anymore with all his scars” Dean replied hostile. “I could’ve saved him. But wewe kept me away from him”
“He didn’t want wewe anywhere near him. He was terrified of you. zaidi than Lucifer terrified him, because he trusted you” Meg yelled in defense.
“Why would he be scared of me? I’m not the one who terrorized him” Dean shouted back. People started staring at them, but Dean ignored them. “You knew something was off about him, but wewe kept it a secret. If your boyfriend hands wewe a orodha of people he’s going to murder, wewe call the police, au in this case, us. But wewe don’t go all Bonnie and Clyde with him. If there’s anyone to blame for this, it’s you” He looked at the grave. “What I alisema to those morons, applies for you, too. If I ever see wewe here, you’re dead”