“No…yeah, I understand” Dean mumbled disappointed. He hung up and looked up at Sam, who was on his computer.
“No luck?” Sam asked unessential.
“No” Dean replied. “They say they can’t give away that kind of information. Ridiculous”
Sam turned back to his computer when he heard a familiar tune, notifying him he had an email. He opened the email, which contained a video. Sam played the video.
“Dean!” he shouted and Dean jumped up. “Dean, come here. I think I’ve found Cas” Dean hurried to Sam and watched the video. A crowd was standing in front of a hospital. They were holding camera’s and microphones and each of them tried to sneak inside the hospital to catch a glimpse of Cas.
Sam scrolled down and saw the name of the hospital below the video. He closed his laptop and stood. Dean had already grabbed his car keys and waited impatiently in the Impala.
Sam hurried outside and was pleasantly surprised when he saw Dean sitting behind the wheel of his baby. It was a familiar picture.
Ten minutes later Dean parked the car on the parking lot of the local hospital. They walked to the entrance which was blocked by the press.
“Excuse me!” Dean yelled rude, pushing people aside. They gave him offended stares, but didn’t bother moving.
“Can you let us through, we’re friends of Cas” Sam insisted.
A woman with chestnut brown hair fought her way through the mass to Sam and Dean. “Come with me, I’ll get you inside” She led Sam and Dean inside the hospital.
“Thanks” Sam said. Dean had already walked to the reception.
“You’re welcome. I hope your friend gets better” the woman said.
“Thanks” Sam repeated, before following Dean.
The woman put some kind of earphone in her ear and listened carefully, while walking off.
“No luck?” Sam asked unessential.
“No” Dean replied. “They say they can’t give away that kind of information. Ridiculous”
Sam turned back to his computer when he heard a familiar tune, notifying him he had an email. He opened the email, which contained a video. Sam played the video.
“Dean!” he shouted and Dean jumped up. “Dean, come here. I think I’ve found Cas” Dean hurried to Sam and watched the video. A crowd was standing in front of a hospital. They were holding camera’s and microphones and each of them tried to sneak inside the hospital to catch a glimpse of Cas.
Sam scrolled down and saw the name of the hospital below the video. He closed his laptop and stood. Dean had already grabbed his car keys and waited impatiently in the Impala.
Sam hurried outside and was pleasantly surprised when he saw Dean sitting behind the wheel of his baby. It was a familiar picture.
Ten minutes later Dean parked the car on the parking lot of the local hospital. They walked to the entrance which was blocked by the press.
“Excuse me!” Dean yelled rude, pushing people aside. They gave him offended stares, but didn’t bother moving.
“Can you let us through, we’re friends of Cas” Sam insisted.
A woman with chestnut brown hair fought her way through the mass to Sam and Dean. “Come with me, I’ll get you inside” She led Sam and Dean inside the hospital.
“Thanks” Sam said. Dean had already walked to the reception.
“You’re welcome. I hope your friend gets better” the woman said.
“Thanks” Sam repeated, before following Dean.
The woman put some kind of earphone in her ear and listened carefully, while walking off.
Since there was no way any of them was going to get any sleep, they packed their bags and loaded the Impala. Dean placed himself behind the wheel, Sam sat next to him and Meg on the backseat.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. You didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. You didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
The door of Meg’s motel room opened and Meg stared at the door way. She was still stuck under the Key of Solomon.
“Anna told me you were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could you get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless you do something. Personally, I don’t care if you killed that man or not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If you do the right thing, then I guarantee you Dean and I will never try to kill you again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.
“Anna told me you were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could you get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless you do something. Personally, I don’t care if you killed that man or not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If you do the right thing, then I guarantee you Dean and I will never try to kill you again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.