A taxi stopped in front of the motel and Cas walked toward the window. He moved the curtains and looked outside. Sam and Meg were getting out of the car and walking up the front porch.
“They’re here” Cas said a little nervous as he walked back to Dean.
Sam lifted his fist to knock, when Meg stopped him. “The element of surprise, remember?” Sam nodded and kicked the door open. Dean was tied onto a chair and he appeared to be alone. Sam ran to him and started to untie him, when Cas grabbed Meg from behind.
“Keep doing what you’re doing and I will break her neck” Cas threatened while he lay a hand on Meg’s throat.
Sam hesitated. Last year he wouldn’t have blinked, but now he was very reluctant on having her killed.
“Sammy, what are you doing?” Dean asked agitated. “Untie me”
“I can’t” Sam stammered. “If I do that, then Meg dies”
“Who cares?!” Dean exclaimed furious. “You really going to choose a demon slut over your own brother? Again?”
“Meg’s not a demon” Sam reasoned. “She’s human and just because you had to get all lovey dovey with a psychopath doesn’t mean she deserves to die”
He stepped away from the chair and Cas pushed Meg down on the floor. He walked to the chair and conjured a bottle of Scotch out of nowhere. He unscrewed the bottle and created a circle around the chair with its liquid. The rest was poured onto the chair itself and on Dean.
“Cas, what the hell are you doing?” Meg asked scared, though she had a pretty good idea. Cas conjured a matchbox and pulled out a match.
“I have to kill everyone that wronged me” he said simple and he struck the match. “Dean has wronged me” He dropped the match and the chair caught fire.
“No!” Sam yelled while Dean screamed. He tried to get to the sink, but Cas blocked his way. He grabbed his shoulders and threw him in the air. Sam felt a bone break, but tried to get up anyway. Dean desperately tried to free himself, but somehow the loosened ropes had tightened themselves again.
Meg looked at Sam, who could barely stand on his feet, to Dean who was being burned alive, to Cas who seemed to enjoy it all a little too much. She realized it was up to her, so she braced herself.
“It was an accident!” she said loud and with trembling voice. “Dean didn’t know about the baby. Hell, I didn’t even know! Yes, he wouldn’t let me see you and yes, we were fighting, but he didn’t push me off the stairs. He tried to save me, but he couldn’t. And afterwards he apologized for being a jerk and he promised we’d get you back. Dean did not kill our baby”
Cas lost his malicious pleasure attitude. He turned to Dean and crouched. “Is what Meg is saying the truth?”
Dean opened his eyes slowly and challenging and nodded. Cas stood and snapped his fingers, putting the fire out. He healed Dean’s wounds and untied him. He walked towards Sam and healed his broken ankle. Then he walked to the front door and opened it.
“Go” he commanded.
Sam hurried to Dean and helped him stand up, while Meg already walked to the door. Once at the door Dean averted his head to Cas as if begging him to let him stay.
“Get out” Cas repeated mad.
The trio left the house and Cas slammed the door. He leaned against the door and sunk down on the floor, breathing heavy.