Ellen was washing up the glasses and Jo was cleaning the tables, when the door opened and Dean entered with a big smile. He wore his gun over his shoulder and nodded outside.
“Have you ever made deer for dinner?” he asked Ellen. Jo looked up upset. “You shot a deer?” she asked shocked. She put the dishes down and walked outside to the truck Dean had been driving since Cas’ death. She caressed the head of the dead deer.
“The Dean I know would’ve never killed a defenseless animal” she said trembling. Dean had followed her outside.
“The Dean you know died along with Cas” he replied bitter. “Where’s Sam?”
“He’s at the garage, maintaining your car” Jo said. “If your baby had feelings, she’d be really hurt by you”
Dean shrugged. “It’s just a car” he mumbled careless.
“You really don’t care anymore, do you” It wasn’t a question. Dean didn’t respond, but threw the deer over his shoulders and carried it to the barn at the backside of the roadhouse. He walked to the table and put it down. He pulled his shoulders to make them less sore. He picked up the axe and touched the head of the deer.
“Are you thinking about keeping the head as some kind of trophy?” Ellen had entered the barn via the backdoor leading to the roadhouse’s kitchen.
Dean sighed irritated and waved the axe. He heard Ellen’s footsteps come closer.
“I’m glad you started hunting again” she started, but Dean felt there was a but coming. And indeed. “But I’d be much gladder if you’d be out there, killing demons, because last time I checked that’s what you and Sam do best”
Dean grabbed the deer by its feet and dragged it to the center of the barn. There he hung it upside down to let it bleed out.
“Think about all the innocent people that will die or already have died on the hands of evil” Ellen tried to guilt trip Dean.
“There are other hunters. They can do the job” Dean mumbled.
“None of them are you, Dean. What you’re doing is selfish” Ellen pointed out heartless.
“Why? Why would I care about some people I don’t even know? What does it matter if I kill every last demon on earth? Cas will still be dead” Dean snapped emotional.
“So, someone you loved died and now everyone has to lose someone they loved?” Ellen asked, crossing her arms and raising her eyebrows.
Dean shrugged, pretending not to care. He walked back to the table and took a knife.
“I have work to do. I’m sure you do too”
“Fine” Ellen replied fierce. “Wallow in grieve, push everyone away. That’ll fix everything”
She opened the door to the kitchen and left Dean alone.
“Have you ever made deer for dinner?” he asked Ellen. Jo looked up upset. “You shot a deer?” she asked shocked. She put the dishes down and walked outside to the truck Dean had been driving since Cas’ death. She caressed the head of the dead deer.
“The Dean I know would’ve never killed a defenseless animal” she said trembling. Dean had followed her outside.
“The Dean you know died along with Cas” he replied bitter. “Where’s Sam?”
“He’s at the garage, maintaining your car” Jo said. “If your baby had feelings, she’d be really hurt by you”
Dean shrugged. “It’s just a car” he mumbled careless.
“You really don’t care anymore, do you” It wasn’t a question. Dean didn’t respond, but threw the deer over his shoulders and carried it to the barn at the backside of the roadhouse. He walked to the table and put it down. He pulled his shoulders to make them less sore. He picked up the axe and touched the head of the deer.
“Are you thinking about keeping the head as some kind of trophy?” Ellen had entered the barn via the backdoor leading to the roadhouse’s kitchen.
Dean sighed irritated and waved the axe. He heard Ellen’s footsteps come closer.
“I’m glad you started hunting again” she started, but Dean felt there was a but coming. And indeed. “But I’d be much gladder if you’d be out there, killing demons, because last time I checked that’s what you and Sam do best”
Dean grabbed the deer by its feet and dragged it to the center of the barn. There he hung it upside down to let it bleed out.
“Think about all the innocent people that will die or already have died on the hands of evil” Ellen tried to guilt trip Dean.
“There are other hunters. They can do the job” Dean mumbled.
“None of them are you, Dean. What you’re doing is selfish” Ellen pointed out heartless.
“Why? Why would I care about some people I don’t even know? What does it matter if I kill every last demon on earth? Cas will still be dead” Dean snapped emotional.
“So, someone you loved died and now everyone has to lose someone they loved?” Ellen asked, crossing her arms and raising her eyebrows.
Dean shrugged, pretending not to care. He walked back to the table and took a knife.
“I have work to do. I’m sure you do too”
“Fine” Ellen replied fierce. “Wallow in grieve, push everyone away. That’ll fix everything”
She opened the door to the kitchen and left Dean alone.
Dean carried Cas to the entrance, where Zoey blocked their way.
“You’re not going anywhere” she said.
“Right, because you’re going to stop me” Dean said sarcastic. He pushed Zoey away and walked further to the entrance.
Zoey jumped his back. She tugged his hair and scratched his face.
Dean lay Cas down as careful as possible. He grabbed Zoey’s hair and pulled her off. He smacked her on the ground and kicked her wherever he could.
“I think you’re losing your angel juju” Dean said.
Zoey crawled towards Cas. She grabbed his collar and dragged him away, closer to the edge of the holy circle.
“What are you doing?” Dean asked scared.
He got his answer as Zoey emptied a few bottled of alcohol she had kept their in stock. She conjured a lighter and smiled evil at Dean.
“No!” Dean shouted, but Zoey dropped the lighter and caused another fire.
“You’re not going anywhere” she said.
“Right, because you’re going to stop me” Dean said sarcastic. He pushed Zoey away and walked further to the entrance.
Zoey jumped his back. She tugged his hair and scratched his face.
Dean lay Cas down as careful as possible. He grabbed Zoey’s hair and pulled her off. He smacked her on the ground and kicked her wherever he could.
“I think you’re losing your angel juju” Dean said.
Zoey crawled towards Cas. She grabbed his collar and dragged him away, closer to the edge of the holy circle.
“What are you doing?” Dean asked scared.
He got his answer as Zoey emptied a few bottled of alcohol she had kept their in stock. She conjured a lighter and smiled evil at Dean.
“No!” Dean shouted, but Zoey dropped the lighter and caused another fire.
Cas beached on the street, far away from Rufus’ cabin. He wasn’t sure how to feel. He was angry, because Dean wouldn’t listen to him. Dean always thought he knew everything better. He was disappointed, because Dean had no faith in him at all.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t you hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he said breathless. “How did you find me? What are you doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need you to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t you hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he said breathless. “How did you find me? What are you doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need you to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
Meg opened the door of a motel room and helped Cas inside. She guided him to the single bed and put him down. She gently pushed him down and he opened his eyes a little. She walked to the bathroom and dampened a towel.
She walked back into the room and sank down on the bed. Unlike Meg’s Cas’ clothes hadn’t been restored. Meg opened the ruined and bloodstained hospital shirt and dabbed his wounds with the towel.
Cas groaned from pain.
“You don’t have to do this” he said weak. “I will heal eventually”
“I know” Meg said absent-minded. She stared at Cas’ body. Even with all the cuts he still looked…jumpable.
“But thanks for the gesture” Cas said with a weak smile.
Meg continued nursing his injuries. “You know” she said. “If I was still human, I’d fall for you”
Cas gave her another weak smile, before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
She walked back into the room and sank down on the bed. Unlike Meg’s Cas’ clothes hadn’t been restored. Meg opened the ruined and bloodstained hospital shirt and dabbed his wounds with the towel.
Cas groaned from pain.
“You don’t have to do this” he said weak. “I will heal eventually”
“I know” Meg said absent-minded. She stared at Cas’ body. Even with all the cuts he still looked…jumpable.
“But thanks for the gesture” Cas said with a weak smile.
Meg continued nursing his injuries. “You know” she said. “If I was still human, I’d fall for you”
Cas gave her another weak smile, before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.