It was only eight pm, but the events from the past few days had exhausted Evan. He took off his clothes and got into bed. He closed his eyes and tried to catch the sleep.
Erin appeared at the end of the bed. A faint and compassionate smile appeared on her face. Poor Evan, she thought. She wandered towards the bed and sunk down. She reached out her hand and touched Evan’s cheek.
It was as someone was rubbing an ice cube against his cheek. Evan woke up, but there was no one there.
Erin leaned towards him and whispered: “Open your eyes”, but Evan only felt a cold wind. He stepped out of bed and walked to the window to check if it was open. It wasn’t. When he turned around he saw the bed had capsized. He shook his head and rubbed his eyes and when he opened them again the bed was standing in its usual position.
Evan quickly left the room and headed to the bathroom. He was hallucinating. He needed something to sleep. Erin followed him and yelled at him, begging him to see the truth. But try as she might, she could not make Evan hear her.

Evan entered his house. He had tried to stay at the office as long as possible. He dreaded the moments he had to go home. There was nothing here that could keep his mind off Erin. What had happened in those years they’d been apart? She must’ve gotten involved with the wrong kind of people. Of course he’d read the articles about the new Bonnie and Clyde couple. Castiel Novak and Meg Masters. But Evan had always had a little spark of hope that this Meg Masters just looked like his Erin and that it was all a big coincidence. However, after Novak and Masters died the killings suddenly stopped. But then how did Erin end up at the side of the road? How was she alive? If she and Masters were the same person how could she be alive? And if she was alive, did that mean Novak was alive, too?
Evan made a decision and conjured his phone. It rang four times before it was answered.
“Roger Burke”
“Roger, this is Evan Trumble. I’m not sure you remember me?” Evan started.

Dean parked the Impala in front of a mental hospital that looked awfully familiar to Cas. It was the same hospital he and Zoey had brought Daphne to. Of course that was before Cas knew the truth about Zoey’s sister issues and obsession with him.
“Are you coming?” Sam asked, when Dean leaned against the car.
“No” Dean replied slow, staring at Cas, who quickly looked away. “You were right, Sammy. I need to stay away from Cas. At least until he fully recovers”
Sam nodded in agreement. He then turned to Cas. “Come on, Cas. Like Dean says, the sooner you get there, the sooner you can get better”
Cas reluctantly went with him.
The nurses recognized him immediately. One of them approached them.
“Mr. Novak?” she said careful. Cas looked up for a second, then looked down again. “Doctor Whedon is inspecting you. You can come with me” She turned to Sam. “Doctor Whedon will have to decide whether Mister Novak will be allowed visitors or not. He will keep you updated about Mr. Novak’s condition”