Meg opened the door of her house and kicked it open. She walked carefully inside and switched the light on. Heather followed her.
Cas was standing next to the front door, the same knife clenched in his hand. He ran to Heather and jumped her.
Heather screamed and Meg quickly turned around.
“No, Cas, wait!” she yelled when Cas tried to stab Heather. “She’s here to help you. She can make the pain go away”
Cas let go of Heather and stared suspicious at Meg. “You’re lying” he said.
“The briefcase” Meg explained. “There’s a medicine in it. Heather can help you. Please, let her” She took the knife out of Cas’ hands.
“Let’s go somewhere private” Heather suggested and she took Cas arm. She turned to Meg. “Don’t disturb us. This could take a while”
Meg frowned a little. Why couldn’t she stay with Cas? Why wasn’t she allowed to know what Heather was going to give him. But then Heather smiled and explained. “I think I’m going to collect a lot sooner than I thought I was”
Meg watched Heather drag Cas along and Cas looked over his shoulder. “Where’s she taking me?” asked, slightly panicking.
“Just go with her. She will help you” Meg promised and so Cas walked along with Heather.
They entered his bedroom and Heather locked the door.
“You go sit on the bed” she ordered. Cas walked to the bed and sat down. Heather walked to him and sat next to him. She opened the briefcase and revealed a syringe, a small, rubber piper, a spoon, a lighter, a cloth, a piece of cotton, a bottle with an alcoholic liquid, a bottle of water and a tin box.
She took the cloth and the bottle. She opened the bottle and poured some of it on the cloth. Then she rolled up Cas’ sleeve and cleaned the bend of his left arm. She tied the small, rubber pipe around his arm above the bend of his arm.
Heather took the bottle of water, opened it and sucked up 75 units with the syringe. She gave the syringe to Cas. “Hold this for me, please. It’s just water, it won’t do anything yet” she added, in case Cas was going to use it already.
She opened the box and took out a chunk. She placed it on the spoon and then took the syringe back from Cas. She squirted the water in the spoon, put her lighter on and held it underneath the spoon to dissolve it. She pulled the plunger out of the syringe and stirred the solution.
She took the cotton, ripped a small piece of it, rolled it into a ball and put it in the spoon. She then took the syringe, whole again, and placed it on the center of the cotton ball. She sucked up the solution and put the spoon on the pedestal cupboard.
“Give me your arm” she ordered. Cas stretch out his arm and Heather placed the syringe on arm bend. She pulled it back slowly and noticed some blood. She then injected the heroin into his veins. She removed the syringe and put it back in the briefcase. She took of the rubber pipe and put all the stuff back in the briefcase.
“I feel sick” Cas muttered.
“That’s normal. It’s your first time” Heather explained. Cas rolled his eyes, gagged, turned to the side of the bed and vomited. Then he closed his eyes and fell back.
Cas was standing next to the front door, the same knife clenched in his hand. He ran to Heather and jumped her.
Heather screamed and Meg quickly turned around.
“No, Cas, wait!” she yelled when Cas tried to stab Heather. “She’s here to help you. She can make the pain go away”
Cas let go of Heather and stared suspicious at Meg. “You’re lying” he said.
“The briefcase” Meg explained. “There’s a medicine in it. Heather can help you. Please, let her” She took the knife out of Cas’ hands.
“Let’s go somewhere private” Heather suggested and she took Cas arm. She turned to Meg. “Don’t disturb us. This could take a while”
Meg frowned a little. Why couldn’t she stay with Cas? Why wasn’t she allowed to know what Heather was going to give him. But then Heather smiled and explained. “I think I’m going to collect a lot sooner than I thought I was”
Meg watched Heather drag Cas along and Cas looked over his shoulder. “Where’s she taking me?” asked, slightly panicking.
“Just go with her. She will help you” Meg promised and so Cas walked along with Heather.
They entered his bedroom and Heather locked the door.
“You go sit on the bed” she ordered. Cas walked to the bed and sat down. Heather walked to him and sat next to him. She opened the briefcase and revealed a syringe, a small, rubber piper, a spoon, a lighter, a cloth, a piece of cotton, a bottle with an alcoholic liquid, a bottle of water and a tin box.
She took the cloth and the bottle. She opened the bottle and poured some of it on the cloth. Then she rolled up Cas’ sleeve and cleaned the bend of his left arm. She tied the small, rubber pipe around his arm above the bend of his arm.
Heather took the bottle of water, opened it and sucked up 75 units with the syringe. She gave the syringe to Cas. “Hold this for me, please. It’s just water, it won’t do anything yet” she added, in case Cas was going to use it already.
She opened the box and took out a chunk. She placed it on the spoon and then took the syringe back from Cas. She squirted the water in the spoon, put her lighter on and held it underneath the spoon to dissolve it. She pulled the plunger out of the syringe and stirred the solution.
She took the cotton, ripped a small piece of it, rolled it into a ball and put it in the spoon. She then took the syringe, whole again, and placed it on the center of the cotton ball. She sucked up the solution and put the spoon on the pedestal cupboard.
“Give me your arm” she ordered. Cas stretch out his arm and Heather placed the syringe on arm bend. She pulled it back slowly and noticed some blood. She then injected the heroin into his veins. She removed the syringe and put it back in the briefcase. She took of the rubber pipe and put all the stuff back in the briefcase.
“I feel sick” Cas muttered.
“That’s normal. It’s your first time” Heather explained. Cas rolled his eyes, gagged, turned to the side of the bed and vomited. Then he closed his eyes and fell back.
Cas stroked his hair and tried to keep his breathing under control. Meg didn’t understand. He needed more. He had lied about the pain being back, but he hadn’t lied about needing another dose. He opened the upper buttons of his shirt, suddenly feeling feverish.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one by one.
He leaned against the cold, marble wall and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one by one.
He leaned against the cold, marble wall and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Dean stared at his car, his mouth wide open, unable to speak.
“What?” he said shocked. “Baby, what have they done to you?”
“Dean” Sam said, elbowing him and pointing at the entrance of the hospital. Meg came outside and walked towards.
“I saw you two from the window” she explained.
“Why are you wearing Cas’ clothes?” Sam asked.
“Long story” Meg replied.
“And what the hell did you and Cas do with my car?” Dean demanded to know, though part of him wished she wouldn’t answer. Unfortunately she did.
“We fucked” Meg said smug. The look on Dean’s face was priceless. “And Cas bled on the front seat. Speaking of Cas, he’s fine. Thanks for asking”
Dean had the courtesy to look ashamed.
“Eh, yeah, I just wanted to ask” he mumbled.
“Follow me” Meg said. “I’ll explain everything inside”
“What?” he said shocked. “Baby, what have they done to you?”
“Dean” Sam said, elbowing him and pointing at the entrance of the hospital. Meg came outside and walked towards.
“I saw you two from the window” she explained.
“Why are you wearing Cas’ clothes?” Sam asked.
“Long story” Meg replied.
“And what the hell did you and Cas do with my car?” Dean demanded to know, though part of him wished she wouldn’t answer. Unfortunately she did.
“We fucked” Meg said smug. The look on Dean’s face was priceless. “And Cas bled on the front seat. Speaking of Cas, he’s fine. Thanks for asking”
Dean had the courtesy to look ashamed.
“Eh, yeah, I just wanted to ask” he mumbled.
“Follow me” Meg said. “I’ll explain everything inside”
I'm done with my life.
