Thirty minutes later Cas and Dean arrived back at Rufus’ cabin. Dean had cheered up a lot and even Cas didn’t seem so uptight as usual.
“The lost sheep has returned!” Dean said loud. He walked to the fridge and took out two beers. He gave one to Cas, who reluctantly accepted. Before he could drink, Sam swiped the bottle and drank it himself.
“You don’t drink anyway” Sam shrugged.
“I don’t know about that’ Dean said. “Cas isn’t who we thought he was. Not anymore”
“Dean? You’re acting kind of weird. Whatever the hell happened, just get it over with” Sam said.
“Cas is a big boy now” Dean said. “Meg deflowered him”
Sam, who had just taken another gulp of his beer, spit out the alcohol in Cas’ face. He coughed and Cas cleaned his face with his sleeve.
“You slept with Meg? Demon Meg?” Sam exclaimed shocked. “What the hell’s gotten into you? Couldn’t you go to a strip bar and get yourself a hooker?”
“Well, there’s not that much difference” Dean said. “Only Meg’s a lot cheaper”
Cas frowned angry. “Don’t talk about her like that”
“Why not? She’s not around. You can be honest about her” Dean shrugged. “I mean, it’s not like you care for her. Okay, sure, she’s attractive and she seduced you. But you know Meg’s no good for you. You deserve better than a slut”
Cas grabbed Dean’s throat and threw him against the wall.
“Cas!” Sam yelled shocked. Dean crawled up, but before he could fully recover himself Cas grabbed his collar.
“Don’t talk about her like that!” Cas shouted. Sam gripped Cas’ arm and tried to pull him away.
“Cas, let go of him!” he said sharp and loud. Cas took a few steps back and felt his heart beating painful and fast.
“What is your problem, man?” Dean snapped angry and offended.
“Meg is not a slut” Cas said shaking from head to toe.
“Oh, please” Dean said. “At least have the balls to admit you only banged her, because you were upset with me”
“You mean like you slept with Jo, because you thought I abandoned you?” Cas fired back.
“That’s…that’s totally different” Dean said, but less convincing.
“Of course it is” Cas said, before flying away again.
“The lost sheep has returned!” Dean said loud. He walked to the fridge and took out two beers. He gave one to Cas, who reluctantly accepted. Before he could drink, Sam swiped the bottle and drank it himself.
“You don’t drink anyway” Sam shrugged.
“I don’t know about that’ Dean said. “Cas isn’t who we thought he was. Not anymore”
“Dean? You’re acting kind of weird. Whatever the hell happened, just get it over with” Sam said.
“Cas is a big boy now” Dean said. “Meg deflowered him”
Sam, who had just taken another gulp of his beer, spit out the alcohol in Cas’ face. He coughed and Cas cleaned his face with his sleeve.
“You slept with Meg? Demon Meg?” Sam exclaimed shocked. “What the hell’s gotten into you? Couldn’t you go to a strip bar and get yourself a hooker?”
“Well, there’s not that much difference” Dean said. “Only Meg’s a lot cheaper”
Cas frowned angry. “Don’t talk about her like that”
“Why not? She’s not around. You can be honest about her” Dean shrugged. “I mean, it’s not like you care for her. Okay, sure, she’s attractive and she seduced you. But you know Meg’s no good for you. You deserve better than a slut”
Cas grabbed Dean’s throat and threw him against the wall.
“Cas!” Sam yelled shocked. Dean crawled up, but before he could fully recover himself Cas grabbed his collar.
“Don’t talk about her like that!” Cas shouted. Sam gripped Cas’ arm and tried to pull him away.
“Cas, let go of him!” he said sharp and loud. Cas took a few steps back and felt his heart beating painful and fast.
“What is your problem, man?” Dean snapped angry and offended.
“Meg is not a slut” Cas said shaking from head to toe.
“Oh, please” Dean said. “At least have the balls to admit you only banged her, because you were upset with me”
“You mean like you slept with Jo, because you thought I abandoned you?” Cas fired back.
“That’s…that’s totally different” Dean said, but less convincing.
“Of course it is” Cas said, before flying away again.
Elena took a deep breath and started running down the hill. However, the grass on the hill started growing really fast and pushed Elena back. Elena angry pushed the grass away and came halfway the hill.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t move it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the wall which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Then the earth started shaking and Elena rolled down.
The road that led to the open field cracked open and Elena’s feet got stuck in one of the cracks.
“Ha, damn it!” she cursed and she pulled her leg, but she couldn’t move it. The crack grew bigger and soon she fell in a whole. A deep one.
She looked up and saw how the crack slowly closed again.
“Elena”
Elena grabbed the wall which was raw and cut her hands open, but she didn’t care. With a fierce determination she climbed up and out of the crack. She crawled away from the crack, dodged the other cracks and reached the open field.
Damon tried to open his eyes, but the vervain burned too painful. Now he had lost his sight he had to count on his hearing. And Bonnie gladly took advantage of that. She slowly step around Damon, waiting a few seconds after each step.
“What are you doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right next to Damon’s ear.
“What are you doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.
“What are you doing?” Damon asked anxious.
But Bonnie didn’t answer.
She held a horn in her hands and held it right next to Damon’s ear.
“What are you doing?” Damon repeated. He tried to feel where Bonnie was with his free hand.
Bonnie grabbed his hand and turned it on his back, until she felt it break. While Damon cried she pressed the horn, which drowned his voice.