Meg had stayed behind in the hospital after Jo had advised her to get a checkup. She wasn’t injured like Cas, but she had still been in ice cold water and she had been in contact with electricity. So, a checkup wouldn’t hurt.
The doctor draw some blood.
“How long have you been feeling sick?” he asked.
“Since now, really” Meg answered in full honesty. “One moment I’m feeling fine, the next I’m running off to the bathroom, puking my guts out”
“Do you get stressed easy?” the doctor asked.
“No” Meg responded. “I don’t know. I’m not really familiar with emotions”
“What were you doing right before you became sick?” the doctor asked, trying to help.
“I was arguing” Meg confessed and the memory of it, made her tears go wet. She really didn’t get Cas anymore. First he tells her he loves her and then he blames her for all the bad things that happen in his life.
She jumped up when her phone buzzed. She pulled it out and picked up when she saw Sam’s name on the screen.
“Yeah?” she said and she dried her eyes.
“Meg, hi” Sam started, feeling a little awkward. “I was wondering…When are you getting home?”
“Why? Is there something to get home to?” Meg replied bitter.
“If you’re talking about how Cas treated you in the hospital,” Sam glanced at Cas, who looked up by hearing his name, “he really regrets that. He does nothing but sulking, so please, just get here”
Silence, while Meg was thinking about.
“If Cas wants me to come home,” she eventually responded, “then the coward is going to have to ask me himself”
She hung up and turned her phone off.