Three days later.
Elena was lying on her hospital bed. She felt terrible. She had heard people say the treatment for cancer was a bitch, but she didn’t how much that was true…until now. She felt her stomach turn and climbed out of bed. If it hadn’t been for her sore limps she would’ve run to the bathroom, but now she had to settle for shuffling as fast as her body allowed her to. Once arrived she dropped on her knees and aimed for the toilet.
It seemed an eternity had passed when she withdrew herself from the toilet and jerked off some toilet paper to clean her face. Last time she had been in a situation like this was when she had a hangover and Damon was there to comfort her.
She sought support against the wall and helped herself stand. She walked to the sink, opened the tap and washed her mouth. She loosened her hair and as she did so she felt something silk-ish on her hands. She withdrew her hands and saw brown wisps around her fingers. She brought her hand back and went through her hair. Wisp after wisp fell on her hands and Elena started crying. She sank down on the floor again and leaned against the cupboard.
The door opened and Damon entered her room. He looked from Elena’s empty bed to the open bathroom door. He walked towards it and found Elena on the floor. She hid her face, but her shoulders were shaking and he could hear her sob. He noticed the hair next to her and bent through his knees.
“Hey, are you okay?” he asked gently and he caressed her hair.
“Don’t look at me. I look awful” Elena sobbed and she pulled away.
“Don’t be silly” Damon commented softly and he turned Elena’s head to face her. He dried her tears with his thumbs. “You look stunning”
“You say that just to make me feel better” Elena said tired. She let Damon pull her up and she let her head rest on his shoulder. “But I love you for it, anyway”
Elena was lying on her hospital bed. She felt terrible. She had heard people say the treatment for cancer was a bitch, but she didn’t how much that was true…until now. She felt her stomach turn and climbed out of bed. If it hadn’t been for her sore limps she would’ve run to the bathroom, but now she had to settle for shuffling as fast as her body allowed her to. Once arrived she dropped on her knees and aimed for the toilet.
It seemed an eternity had passed when she withdrew herself from the toilet and jerked off some toilet paper to clean her face. Last time she had been in a situation like this was when she had a hangover and Damon was there to comfort her.
She sought support against the wall and helped herself stand. She walked to the sink, opened the tap and washed her mouth. She loosened her hair and as she did so she felt something silk-ish on her hands. She withdrew her hands and saw brown wisps around her fingers. She brought her hand back and went through her hair. Wisp after wisp fell on her hands and Elena started crying. She sank down on the floor again and leaned against the cupboard.
The door opened and Damon entered her room. He looked from Elena’s empty bed to the open bathroom door. He walked towards it and found Elena on the floor. She hid her face, but her shoulders were shaking and he could hear her sob. He noticed the hair next to her and bent through his knees.
“Hey, are you okay?” he asked gently and he caressed her hair.
“Don’t look at me. I look awful” Elena sobbed and she pulled away.
“Don’t be silly” Damon commented softly and he turned Elena’s head to face her. He dried her tears with his thumbs. “You look stunning”
“You say that just to make me feel better” Elena said tired. She let Damon pull her up and she let her head rest on his shoulder. “But I love you for it, anyway”
Dean and Sam were in the waiting room of the hospital, both drinking coffee. There was no way any of them could sleep now.
Kevin and Alexia entered the hospital. They had informed Anna about Cas’ disastrous acting and she had directed them to Sam and Dean.
“Hey” Kevin said. Sam looked up.
“Kevin! What are you doing here? I thought you were hiding from Crowley” Sam exclaimed hoarse. He was getting tired.
“Yeah, I was, but something came up” Kevin explained. He sat down next to Sam and Alexia next to Dean. “We had a little visit from our old friend Cas”
“You know where he is?” Dean asked urgent.
“Not anymore” Kevin commented. “He destroyed the tablets”
“He what?” Sam exclaimed surprised.
“He destroyed the tablets” Alexia repeated. “And then he took off. Anna went out looking for him, but she needs you two to get Meg to fess up. Get her to talk”
Kevin and Alexia entered the hospital. They had informed Anna about Cas’ disastrous acting and she had directed them to Sam and Dean.
“Hey” Kevin said. Sam looked up.
“Kevin! What are you doing here? I thought you were hiding from Crowley” Sam exclaimed hoarse. He was getting tired.
“Yeah, I was, but something came up” Kevin explained. He sat down next to Sam and Alexia next to Dean. “We had a little visit from our old friend Cas”
“You know where he is?” Dean asked urgent.
“Not anymore” Kevin commented. “He destroyed the tablets”
“He what?” Sam exclaimed surprised.
“He destroyed the tablets” Alexia repeated. “And then he took off. Anna went out looking for him, but she needs you two to get Meg to fess up. Get her to talk”
Heather’s upper body was covered with needles and each time Meg thought they’d reached the bottom the needles miraculously piled up.
Heather turned her head carefully to her ex-colleague. “Please, make him stop. I’ve done nothing wrong” she cried quietly.
“You made me a drugs addict” Cas reminded her. “I bashed my own head against a toilet and I almost got Meg killed, because of your needles”
“I’m sorry” Heather said weak. “I just wanted to help you, I swear”
Cas grabbed another needle and drove it in her thy, making Heather moan, which made Meg shiver.
“Don’t you think that’s enough?” she said careful.
“No” Cas snapped back. “It’ll be enough when there are no more needles left”
“But they keep piling up!” Meg exclaimed.
“They’ll stop piling up when the whore’s death” Cas clarified.
Meg shook her head in horror. “What has gotten into you?”
Heather turned her head carefully to her ex-colleague. “Please, make him stop. I’ve done nothing wrong” she cried quietly.
“You made me a drugs addict” Cas reminded her. “I bashed my own head against a toilet and I almost got Meg killed, because of your needles”
“I’m sorry” Heather said weak. “I just wanted to help you, I swear”
Cas grabbed another needle and drove it in her thy, making Heather moan, which made Meg shiver.
“Don’t you think that’s enough?” she said careful.
“No” Cas snapped back. “It’ll be enough when there are no more needles left”
“But they keep piling up!” Meg exclaimed.
“They’ll stop piling up when the whore’s death” Cas clarified.
Meg shook her head in horror. “What has gotten into you?”
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.
One week later.
Heather was sitting by Meg’s bed. A week had gone by and Meg hadn’t opened her eyes once. The doctor had told her she was not in a coma, but just fast asleep. She would live. It was just a matter of time before she woke up.
Cas was less lucky. Someone had tried to kill him again, but fortunately there was a camera in the room and so the doctors could interfere just in time. Heather couldn’t help but wonder if keeping Cas alive wasn’t just extension of execution.
She felt something soft and cold on her arm and she looked down to see Meg’s finger moving.
“Meg?” she said.
Meg’s eyelids moved and slowly, but surely she opened them.
“Welcome back” Heather sighed relieved.
Meg tried to sit up, but Heather gently pushed her down again.
“Careful” she said. “I’ll go get a doctor” She hurried to the door and walked outside to call a doctor.
Heather was sitting by Meg’s bed. A week had gone by and Meg hadn’t opened her eyes once. The doctor had told her she was not in a coma, but just fast asleep. She would live. It was just a matter of time before she woke up.
Cas was less lucky. Someone had tried to kill him again, but fortunately there was a camera in the room and so the doctors could interfere just in time. Heather couldn’t help but wonder if keeping Cas alive wasn’t just extension of execution.
She felt something soft and cold on her arm and she looked down to see Meg’s finger moving.
“Meg?” she said.
Meg’s eyelids moved and slowly, but surely she opened them.
“Welcome back” Heather sighed relieved.
Meg tried to sit up, but Heather gently pushed her down again.
“Careful” she said. “I’ll go get a doctor” She hurried to the door and walked outside to call a doctor.
