Meg opened the door of her motel room and walked inside. She walked to the center of the room, when she heard a noise.
“Here, kitty, kitty” she alisema with a sweet voice. Anna appeared in front of her and she wanted to attack her, but she an invisible ukuta forced her back. She looked up and recognized the Key of Solomon. She looked furious at Anna. “What do wewe want now?”
“I just heard they took Cas to a prison and I know you’re involved, so I suggest wewe tell me everything wewe know” Anna said, angrier than she had ever been.
“It might surprise you, but I didn’t kill that man”...

Janice was wondering around in the clinic. She had walked up to Daphne’s room several times, but each time she was almost there she stopped suddenly and turned around again.
She walked to Daphne’s room again. She gathered all her courage and put down the latch. She peaked inside and saw Daphne was sleeping. She tiptoed into the room and sank down in the comfy kiti, kiti cha inayofuata to the bed. She picked up the newspaper lying on the pedestal cupboard and read the headlines. She held her head diagonally and pricked with her finger at a picture of a man.
“Bad man. Very, very bad man” she alisema with...

"And so they both have their stories. But I always say that it's about them coming together, because the story is really not about one au the other; it's about the bond between them that's called brotherhood. It's about this connection of the two of them. The two of them being one unit is for us really what the story is about.

And people online, they get furious -- alternately furious and upset -- au they throw their arms up because they think we're focusing on one brother au the other, and some people are Sam fans, and some people are Dean fans. And in my mind, anyway, wewe know, they're both...

Okay, so I figured now that we’ve had just over a week to admit what has happened to Bobby for over the hiatus, I can write a piece about how I feel about the writers taking such a daring move.
Daring? Most definitely. Unwanted and unnecessary? Yes, I think so. Interesting for the characters and giving the onyesha zaidi edge? Absolutely. Killing off Bobby Singer was without doubt one of the most ballsy things the onyesha writers have ever done, and they did it in real beauty (I am not ashamed to admit that I was in tears for half the actual episode and then couldn’t stop crying for half an hour...

Hi people I am Marie and today I am uandishi this makala to inform everyone about Fanpop's Got Talent 2014 which is about to start .

So the follow are the basics wewe need to know about this contest :

Any participant who doesn't register himself/herself will not be allowed to participate and their entries will be declared invalid.

According to the FGT 2014 Rule Book every participant can submit one and only one entry in each FGT.

Here are the categories when signing up please mention in which category wewe will participate.

1.Haiku/Poetry Contest
2.Fan Fiction/ One Shots Contest
3.Singing and...

Meg was sitting at the jikoni meza, jedwali with a glass of red wine when someone rang the bell. She ignored it, but the visitor wouldn’t leave. When Meg could no longer pretend she didn’t hear the incessant knocking, she stood and staggered to the hallway. She opened the door and gazed at Jo, had a bag with her.
“Can I come in?” Jo asked and without waiting for an invitation she entered the house and walked past Meg. “I’ll take this to the spare room. Don’t worry, I’ll find it myself” She walked to the stairs and left Meg somewhat stunned.
She checked a few rooms, until she found...

Dean walked into the cemetery with a bottle of bourbon. He had left Sam, who had fallen asleep on the couch. Dean headed to Cas’ grave and though it was the middle of the siku he unscrewed the bottle and drank.
“Okay!” he shouted, looking at the sky and spreading his arms widely. “”Whatever son of a bitch, kahaba is running this onyesha now, better get your Crowley serving punda down here!”
He took another gulp while he waited, but no one came.
“Dean!”
Dean rolled his eyes and drank again. Now Sam was going to ruin it all.
“Dean, what the hell are wewe doing?” Sam asked when he reached his...

One week later.

Dean, Sam and Meg were standing around a grave. Cas’ grave. After hours of interrogation the three of them had been released, but Cas’ corpse had been confiscated until now. There had been an autopsy and of course the police wanted to know where he’d get the burns. Sam, Dean and Meg had agreed on a story about self-defense and once the police had bought it they were free to go.
They heard loud voices and laughter. Sam turned around irritated and saw a gang of young people heading towards them. They had two bottles of booze with them. They stopped at the grave. One of them...

Dean held his hands tightly against his ears, but Cas’ screeching still found its way in. The door opened and Meg appeared.
“Sam needs wewe in there. He wants to try again” she alisema with heavy voice. She walked past him to the bathroom.
Dean entered the room and froze at the sight of Cas’ mutilated body.
“Are wewe with me, Dean?” Sam asked sharp. Dean inhaled deeply through his nose.
“Let’s just get it over with” he replied.
“Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica...”...

All three turned to Cas, as realization punched them in the face, while Cas slowly started moving again in a spasmodic way.
“Two’s a party…” Dean said.
“…three’s a crowd” Sam added.
“He’s being possessed” Meg finished.
Cas stood and smiled.
“Well, that took wewe long enough” he alisema demeaning. “You morons have no idea how much fun I’ve been having with my little brother” His expression changed and he turned to Dean. “But, Dean…they raped me. wewe can’t possibly understand how fucked up I am, because of that” he acted, before he burst into laughter. “You...

Jimmy entered the local library. He walked to the dawati and asked for the vitabu on religion. The librarian gave him directions and he walked to the right section.
He walked alongside the shelves and every now and then he pulled out a book, flipped it open and browsed through it, only to conclude there was nothing useful in it.
After some time of kusoma Jimmy gave up. These vitabu didn’t provide the answer he was so desperately looking for. Come to think of it, no one could be so stupid to write such information down. He left the maktaba and headed for the church. Father Robert would be his...

Amelia walked to the living room where the phone was. She picked it up and called her daughter’s cell. When Claire didn’t pick up, she left a message.
“Claire, when wewe get this, please call me back. I’m not angry with wewe for taking the car without asking. I’m just really worried”
She tried to think of something else to say, but couldn’t come up with anything and so she hung up. She walked to the kitchen. Jimmy had requested some chai and she was going to make some.
When it was ready she poured the chai in a cup and carried it upstairs. She opened the door and walked inside their...

“I’m calling the police” Amelia alisema agitated while she walked to the phone. She dialed 911, but Jimmy took the phone out of her hand.
“And what do wewe think they’ll tell you? They’re not going to look for her unless she’s gone for 24 hours” he reasoned. “She’s a teenager. She’s being dramatic. She’ll come back. Give it an saa au two, but wewe can’t start panicking, because that’s exactly what she wants”
“I’ll give her an hour” Amelia gave in. “If she’s not back kwa then, I’ll go look for her myself”
“Alright, I’ll look with you” Jimmy commented....

Amelia lifted up her shati and checked the blood on her side.
“Did I do that?” Jimmy frowned horrified. “I didn’t mean to hurt you. It’s Castiel. He’s making me do these things”
Amelia nodded tired. “Yeah, I know” she replied short. “I’ll put a bandage on it”
“I’ll help you” Jimmy quickly alisema and he supported his wife on her way to the bathroom.
Claire jumped out of the kitanda and hurried to the cupboard where she grabbed her mom’s car keys. If Castiel really was still in her father’s body, they were going to need help to get him out. She walked to the front...

Dean opened the door and stopped Cas from going in. Just because Cas was willing to surrender to the angels didn’t Dean was. And neither was Meg. There was no one at first sight, but then Sam appeared out of the kitchen. And so did Crowley.
“Hello, Dean…Meg…Castiel” Crowley said. He walked towards the trio. “I’ve been looking for you. I’m not sure who I’d like to kill first…the idiot who’s been a pain in my punda from the moment we met…the demon scum who was so stupid to choose the wrong side…or the Angel who double crossed me…Eeny…meeny…miny…moe” His finger...

“So, wewe have absolutely no idea where Castiel Novak is?” Luke asked.
Cas looked around. He’d been here before, when Isabel and inspector morgan had interrogated him about Shannen White’s murder.
“Earth to Dean” Luke snapped his fingers. Cas looked at the fingers.
“Where is Meg?” he asked softly. It was the only thing he cared about.
“Miss Masters is in for custody” Luke replied. “There’s a fair chance she won’t come out until court. If there’s going to be one. Same goes for your friend, as soon as they find him” Luke hadn’t been informed yet, but that was only...

Cas woke up with a fuzzy feeling in his stomach. He sat up and rubbed his eyes and when he looked down he caught a glimpse of his chest.
Wait, where did the tojo go?
He turned around and looked down upon his own, sleeping body. With a shock he jumped out of kitanda and walked to the mirror in the bathroom. Speechless he gazed at his reflection. Only it wasn’t his reflection, it was Dean’s. Somehow they had switched bodies and though Cas would upendo to know how one could accomplish such activity, he decided not to waste any time.
He rushed in his clothes and left the motel room. He had taken...

Dean, Sam and Meg were sitting in a diner. Meg was having fries, Sam was having a saladi and Dean was having a cheeseburger. au at least there was a cheeseburger lying before him, begging to be eaten, but Dean merely pricked it with his finger.
“What are wewe thinking about?” Sam decided to break the ice.
Dean put the burger down, figuring he wouldn’t be able to eat anyway.
“Cas” he answered honest.
Sam and Meg exchanged looks.
“Yeah” Sam ametoa maoni slowly. “I still can’t believe he tried to kill you”
“He only threatened to kill me, because wewe chose a demon whore over your...

Cas and Meg’s mansion.
It was ten o’clock in the evening and Maryana, the witch was back. Anna had informed her that the coast was clear. Sam, Meg and Dean were not going nyumbani just yet.
She conjured a white chalk and marked a mduara, duara of average size. Then she put candles inside the circle, surrounding it completely. She lit the candles with her mind and then took a bowl and a bag with herbs. She pulled out the herbs one kwa one and crushed them on the bottom of the bowl, while chanting a Latin incantation.
She put the bowl down and conjured a picture. Cas and Dean were both on it, but there...