Sam opened the door to the men’s room and saw Cas sitting on the cold stony floor. Sam rolled his eyes, thinking Cas was being dramatic again, and he walked towards him. But when he’d reached him he noticed Cas’ eyes were closed.
Sam bent through his knees and touched Cas’ shoulder. “Cas? Wake up, dude” he said.
Cas slowly opened his eyes and looked at Sam. “I passed out, I think”
“Yeah” Sam replied. He threw Cas’ arm over his shoulder and helped him stand up. But the moment Sam let go of Cas, Cas grabbed his stomach and gasped for air. He bent through his knees and collapsed.
“Cas!” Sam exclaimed in panic. He ducked and slapped Cas’ face. As his hand came in contact with Cas’ skin he felt how Cas was burning up. He pulled out his phone and sent a tax to Dean. Dean came rushing into the men’s room as soon as he’d read the tax.
“What’s wrong?” he asked nervous.
“I don’t know” Sam replied. “He just…collapsed. He’s getting sick, Dean”
Dean looked from Sam to Cas, who was unconscious. He then searched his pockets and conjured his key, which he threw at Sam. “Go start the car. I’ll take care of Cas”
Sam ran outside of the men’s room, trying not to draw too many attention from the customers and the waitresses.
Dean threw Cas’ arm over his shoulder and dragged him out of the men’s room. The customers all gazed at the pair, but none of them stood up to help.
After what seemed like an eternity Dean reached the entrance. Sam had parked the car right in front of it and he stepped out of the car to go help his brother.
They laid Cas on the backseat. Dean placed himself behind the wheel, Sam sat next to him.
“Where are we taking him? The hospital?” Sam wanted to know.
“No. The hospital will ask questions” Dean said. “How are we going to explain he still doesn’t have any legal papers?”
“Dean” Sam objected. “He could be really sick. We don’t know what’s wrong with him”
“Going to a hospital is asking for trouble” Dean refused. He pushed the accelerating pedal and drove full speed ahead.
Sam bent through his knees and touched Cas’ shoulder. “Cas? Wake up, dude” he said.
Cas slowly opened his eyes and looked at Sam. “I passed out, I think”
“Yeah” Sam replied. He threw Cas’ arm over his shoulder and helped him stand up. But the moment Sam let go of Cas, Cas grabbed his stomach and gasped for air. He bent through his knees and collapsed.
“Cas!” Sam exclaimed in panic. He ducked and slapped Cas’ face. As his hand came in contact with Cas’ skin he felt how Cas was burning up. He pulled out his phone and sent a tax to Dean. Dean came rushing into the men’s room as soon as he’d read the tax.
“What’s wrong?” he asked nervous.
“I don’t know” Sam replied. “He just…collapsed. He’s getting sick, Dean”
Dean looked from Sam to Cas, who was unconscious. He then searched his pockets and conjured his key, which he threw at Sam. “Go start the car. I’ll take care of Cas”
Sam ran outside of the men’s room, trying not to draw too many attention from the customers and the waitresses.
Dean threw Cas’ arm over his shoulder and dragged him out of the men’s room. The customers all gazed at the pair, but none of them stood up to help.
After what seemed like an eternity Dean reached the entrance. Sam had parked the car right in front of it and he stepped out of the car to go help his brother.
They laid Cas on the backseat. Dean placed himself behind the wheel, Sam sat next to him.
“Where are we taking him? The hospital?” Sam wanted to know.
“No. The hospital will ask questions” Dean said. “How are we going to explain he still doesn’t have any legal papers?”
“Dean” Sam objected. “He could be really sick. We don’t know what’s wrong with him”
“Going to a hospital is asking for trouble” Dean refused. He pushed the accelerating pedal and drove full speed ahead.
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.
Meg looked around the police station. So that was why no one was answering her calls for help. They were all dead. There were bodies everywhere and their insides were torn out. The floor was covered in blood.
“Meg”
Meg looked up. Daphne had entered the building. She stared shocked at the bodies.
“You killed all those people” she said trembling. It wasn’t a question, but an observation. “You’re going to hurt more people. I can’t let you do that”
“You can’t handle me. I’m too strong for your” Meg said. She walked towards Daphne and passed her. If she was going to try something Meg could easily take her down.
However, as she passed by, Daphne jumped forward and stabbed Meg in her neck with a syringe, containing a red substance.
“Aaaahhh!” Meg gasped and she touched her neck. “What the hell are you doing?”
But Daphne had left the building and ran for her life.
“Meg”
Meg looked up. Daphne had entered the building. She stared shocked at the bodies.
“You killed all those people” she said trembling. It wasn’t a question, but an observation. “You’re going to hurt more people. I can’t let you do that”
“You can’t handle me. I’m too strong for your” Meg said. She walked towards Daphne and passed her. If she was going to try something Meg could easily take her down.
However, as she passed by, Daphne jumped forward and stabbed Meg in her neck with a syringe, containing a red substance.
“Aaaahhh!” Meg gasped and she touched her neck. “What the hell are you doing?”
But Daphne had left the building and ran for her life.