Mornings are always quiet in this neighborhood, that’s why it is nice to live there. That’s exactly what Dean said to himself, taking the newspapers in the stair under the porch. He was right to came here for retire, with Lisa and Ben. After Sam’s departure, that seemed the best thing to do. Now he could rest, and take off all this weight on his shoulders, finally.
After everything I gave, everything I endured, everything I lost…
After a slight sigh, he returns home to prepare Ben for his base-ball game.
***
Toc, toc, toc.
Amanda knocks on the door. She saw him take the newspaper few minutes ago. She decided to wait a little bit before meeting, maybe it’s really him. I hope it’s really him. The door opens, that was Lisa.
- “Hi, I’m looking for uh… Dean Winchester?, said Amanda doubtful.
Dean comes up behind Lisa and seems hesitant.
- Yeah?”
Amanda seems surprised and relieved. She can’t believe she actually found him, after all this time.
- “It’s you? You are really Dean Winchester? I finally find you!, said Amanda.
- Uh yeah, it’s me. What do you mean, you find me?
- I had to find you, answers Amanda very seriously; I’m looking for you for more than a year now. They send me.
- Who send you?
She looks at him like if it was really obvious.
- The angels send me.”
Lisa, who had remained there, was very surprised and mostly confused.
- “Dean, what she means with… angels?, she said very confused.
- Lisa could you… could you excuse us a moment.” said Dean, suspicious.
Lisa seems worried and nods quietly, she returns in the house. Dean goes out and shuts the door behind him.
- “Who are you? And why are you talking about angels?, said Dean with authority.
- Oh, yeah I’m sorry. My name’s Amanda, I met an angel there’s two years ago now. He told me I had to find Dean Winchester and help him on his mission. Of course, I found it strange ‘cause I never heard about you... And I don’t know why, but I knew that was important. So, I started looking for you and here I am.
- And you have to help me for what? And how?
- I… I don’t know. I hoped that you'll tell me…
- Any angel told you anything?
- I guess you know than angels are not pretty good at conversation.”
He agrees with her. He knows angels very well, and when they don’t want to talk, they don’t talk. How many times he asked something to Castiel and this bastard just went away.
- “I’m not sure what's the mission you’re talking about, but you’re too late. It’s over, everything’s over now..., said Dean badly.
- No, I’m sure it’s not. If it is, why the angels send me? What I’m gonna do now?, asked Amanda with a near panic in the voice.
- I don’t know, just go back home.
Dean turns around, opens the door and enters the house. What he is supposed to do?
- I’m sorry.
- Wait!
Amanda was desperate, after so long looking after this son of a bitch; he can’t just leave her like that, without answers.
- I’m looking for you for almost two years; you can’t just leave me like that! I thought we could talk, and more than that, said Amanda with conviction.
He looks at her, a hesitant and full of doubts look. But he has so many questions himself! Who this girl his really are? He doesn’t heard about angels for a while now, she can’t just appears and speaks about them like that. After Castiel healed him and Bobby, he disappeared and Dean has no news since. And how is she supposed to be helpful? For his mission with Michael and Lucifer? If it is, she’s really late, like months late. He came in this spot to be in peace, just to live. She can’t just come here and take him away in his old life.
I’m good here, I got a job, a women and a kid to take care, a normal life, thinks Dean. I can't change Lisa and Ben’s life just like that. But…
- At the dinner on the corner of the street this afternoon. We could talk.”
She nods. Dean shuts the door and Amanda leaves the porch.
***
After everything I gave, everything I endured, everything I lost…
After a slight sigh, he returns home to prepare Ben for his base-ball game.
***
Toc, toc, toc.
Amanda knocks on the door. She saw him take the newspaper few minutes ago. She decided to wait a little bit before meeting, maybe it’s really him. I hope it’s really him. The door opens, that was Lisa.
- “Hi, I’m looking for uh… Dean Winchester?, said Amanda doubtful.
Dean comes up behind Lisa and seems hesitant.
- Yeah?”
Amanda seems surprised and relieved. She can’t believe she actually found him, after all this time.
- “It’s you? You are really Dean Winchester? I finally find you!, said Amanda.
- Uh yeah, it’s me. What do you mean, you find me?
- I had to find you, answers Amanda very seriously; I’m looking for you for more than a year now. They send me.
- Who send you?
She looks at him like if it was really obvious.
- The angels send me.”
Lisa, who had remained there, was very surprised and mostly confused.
- “Dean, what she means with… angels?, she said very confused.
- Lisa could you… could you excuse us a moment.” said Dean, suspicious.
Lisa seems worried and nods quietly, she returns in the house. Dean goes out and shuts the door behind him.
- “Who are you? And why are you talking about angels?, said Dean with authority.
- Oh, yeah I’m sorry. My name’s Amanda, I met an angel there’s two years ago now. He told me I had to find Dean Winchester and help him on his mission. Of course, I found it strange ‘cause I never heard about you... And I don’t know why, but I knew that was important. So, I started looking for you and here I am.
- And you have to help me for what? And how?
- I… I don’t know. I hoped that you'll tell me…
- Any angel told you anything?
- I guess you know than angels are not pretty good at conversation.”
He agrees with her. He knows angels very well, and when they don’t want to talk, they don’t talk. How many times he asked something to Castiel and this bastard just went away.
- “I’m not sure what's the mission you’re talking about, but you’re too late. It’s over, everything’s over now..., said Dean badly.
- No, I’m sure it’s not. If it is, why the angels send me? What I’m gonna do now?, asked Amanda with a near panic in the voice.
- I don’t know, just go back home.
Dean turns around, opens the door and enters the house. What he is supposed to do?
- I’m sorry.
- Wait!
Amanda was desperate, after so long looking after this son of a bitch; he can’t just leave her like that, without answers.
- I’m looking for you for almost two years; you can’t just leave me like that! I thought we could talk, and more than that, said Amanda with conviction.
He looks at her, a hesitant and full of doubts look. But he has so many questions himself! Who this girl his really are? He doesn’t heard about angels for a while now, she can’t just appears and speaks about them like that. After Castiel healed him and Bobby, he disappeared and Dean has no news since. And how is she supposed to be helpful? For his mission with Michael and Lucifer? If it is, she’s really late, like months late. He came in this spot to be in peace, just to live. She can’t just come here and take him away in his old life.
I’m good here, I got a job, a women and a kid to take care, a normal life, thinks Dean. I can't change Lisa and Ben’s life just like that. But…
- At the dinner on the corner of the street this afternoon. We could talk.”
She nods. Dean shuts the door and Amanda leaves the porch.
***
Meg sat on her knees, outside the police station. With her right hand she held her stomach and with her left she tried to pull herself up on the wall. She closed her eyes and focused.
“Meg!”
Meg opened her eyes and saw Sam walking in her direction. He helped her up, while Dean frowned.
“How did you get out?” he wanted to know.
Sam helped Meg to the couch, but she refused to lie down. She groaned from the pain.
“What is wrong with you?” Dean asked.
“Daphne attacked me” Meg said difficult. “My stomach hurts, my hands hurt”
“Cas’ ex attacked you, why?” Sam asked surprised.
“It’s not her fault” Meg said. “Zoey manipulated her. Where’s Cas?”
Sam looked at Dean, who scratched his head.
“Please, tell me you know where he is” Meg said weak.
“Meg!”
Meg opened her eyes and saw Sam walking in her direction. He helped her up, while Dean frowned.
“How did you get out?” he wanted to know.
Sam helped Meg to the couch, but she refused to lie down. She groaned from the pain.
“What is wrong with you?” Dean asked.
“Daphne attacked me” Meg said difficult. “My stomach hurts, my hands hurt”
“Cas’ ex attacked you, why?” Sam asked surprised.
“It’s not her fault” Meg said. “Zoey manipulated her. Where’s Cas?”
Sam looked at Dean, who scratched his head.
“Please, tell me you know where he is” Meg said weak.
Meg was browsing through the pages of Daphne’s book, hoping to find something that could prove Cas’ innocence. While she read she listened carefully to hear if Zoey was on her back yet.
Maybe everyone was awake again. After all, the building was full of staff. Meg wasn’t in prison, she was being held custody, until someone told her how long she’d be convicted.
So it was very assumable Zoey had been caught and thrown out. Or maybe she’s been arrested for trying to help Meg escape.
“Hello?!” Meg shouted to be sure.
No respond.
“Is anyone there?” Meg yelled.
Again no answer.
“Zoey!” Meg yelled again.
Complete silence.
“Okay, stay calm” Meg told herself. “Zoey’s just very confused and upset about the trial. She can only think about Alexia, so she forgot about me”
The other theory was that Zoey got killed, because she tried to help Cas.
Maybe everyone was awake again. After all, the building was full of staff. Meg wasn’t in prison, she was being held custody, until someone told her how long she’d be convicted.
So it was very assumable Zoey had been caught and thrown out. Or maybe she’s been arrested for trying to help Meg escape.
“Hello?!” Meg shouted to be sure.
No respond.
“Is anyone there?” Meg yelled.
Again no answer.
“Zoey!” Meg yelled again.
Complete silence.
“Okay, stay calm” Meg told herself. “Zoey’s just very confused and upset about the trial. She can only think about Alexia, so she forgot about me”
The other theory was that Zoey got killed, because she tried to help Cas.
The next morning.
Cas was sitting in the court room. The judge had sat down and ordered everyone to follow his example.
“The defendant may stand up”
Craig poked Cas to let him know he had to stand up.
“Castiel, you’ve been accused of pedophilia of the four year old Alexia Moore” the judge said.
“I didn’t do it” Cas said desperate. He searched the room to find Sam and Dean. They were in the back. Jo wasn’t there. Cas didn’t blame her. They didn’t know each other that well.
“There’s enough damning material to believe the opposite” Daphne’s attorney said.
That comment caused mixed reactions. On one side there were those people who believed Cas was guilty as charged and who wanted him convicted. On the other side there were those who thought he was innocent and they were not pleased with the words of the attorney.
“Silence” the judge said and he knocked with his hammer.
“Your honor, if you allow me, I’d like to summon my first witness”
Cas was sitting in the court room. The judge had sat down and ordered everyone to follow his example.
“The defendant may stand up”
Craig poked Cas to let him know he had to stand up.
“Castiel, you’ve been accused of pedophilia of the four year old Alexia Moore” the judge said.
“I didn’t do it” Cas said desperate. He searched the room to find Sam and Dean. They were in the back. Jo wasn’t there. Cas didn’t blame her. They didn’t know each other that well.
“There’s enough damning material to believe the opposite” Daphne’s attorney said.
That comment caused mixed reactions. On one side there were those people who believed Cas was guilty as charged and who wanted him convicted. On the other side there were those who thought he was innocent and they were not pleased with the words of the attorney.
“Silence” the judge said and he knocked with his hammer.
“Your honor, if you allow me, I’d like to summon my first witness”
The next morning.
Zoey was talking with the mortician, while Alexia was watching cartoons. At least Zoey was under the impression Alexia was watching cartoons. Until her little girl let out a shriek.
“Mommy!”
Zoey, scared something had happened to Alexia, jumped up and ran into the sitting room. Alexia was staring at the screen.
“Lex, what’s going on? You almost gave mommy a heart attack” Zoey said and swallowed a few times to calm down.
“Mommy, come look” Alexia said breathless. “Uncle Emmanuel is on TV”
Zoey rushed to the television and increased the volume.
“Last night the police arrested a man named Castiel for the abuse of a four year old girl” the newsreader said.
“Alexia, go play outside” Zoey said trembling.
“Why do they call him Castiel, mommy? His name’s Emmanuel” Alexia said confused.
“Now!” Zoey yelled and Alexia ran outside.
Zoey was talking with the mortician, while Alexia was watching cartoons. At least Zoey was under the impression Alexia was watching cartoons. Until her little girl let out a shriek.
“Mommy!”
Zoey, scared something had happened to Alexia, jumped up and ran into the sitting room. Alexia was staring at the screen.
“Lex, what’s going on? You almost gave mommy a heart attack” Zoey said and swallowed a few times to calm down.
“Mommy, come look” Alexia said breathless. “Uncle Emmanuel is on TV”
Zoey rushed to the television and increased the volume.
“Last night the police arrested a man named Castiel for the abuse of a four year old girl” the newsreader said.
“Alexia, go play outside” Zoey said trembling.
“Why do they call him Castiel, mommy? His name’s Emmanuel” Alexia said confused.
“Now!” Zoey yelled and Alexia ran outside.
Dean was outside, leaning against the cabin, when Jo came standing next to him.
“You look happy” she said sarcastic.
“It sounds weird, but right now I wish Dick Roman was still alive” Dean said. “I have too much time to think”
“You want me to call mom? I think she knows a few ways to fix that” Jo commented.
“Where is she?” Dean asked.
“To the city, doing groceries” Jo answered. She looked up. “Did you hear from Cas? I mean, that’s why you’re so neurotic, right?”
Dean shook his head. “I don’t want to talk about it. He’s had his chance, he blew it. I’m done with him”
“Have you tried talking to him?” Jo asked.
Dean leaned forward and kissed her. “No talking about Cas” he said.
“Okay” Jo agreed. She threw her arms around Dean’s neck and kissed him back. Dean lifted her in his arms and carried her inside the cabin.
“You look happy” she said sarcastic.
“It sounds weird, but right now I wish Dick Roman was still alive” Dean said. “I have too much time to think”
“You want me to call mom? I think she knows a few ways to fix that” Jo commented.
“Where is she?” Dean asked.
“To the city, doing groceries” Jo answered. She looked up. “Did you hear from Cas? I mean, that’s why you’re so neurotic, right?”
Dean shook his head. “I don’t want to talk about it. He’s had his chance, he blew it. I’m done with him”
“Have you tried talking to him?” Jo asked.
Dean leaned forward and kissed her. “No talking about Cas” he said.
“Okay” Jo agreed. She threw her arms around Dean’s neck and kissed him back. Dean lifted her in his arms and carried her inside the cabin.
Cas beached on the street, far away from Rufus’ cabin. He wasn’t sure how to feel. He was angry, because Dean wouldn’t listen to him. Dean always thought he knew everything better. He was disappointed, because Dean had no faith in him at all.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t you hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he said breathless. “How did you find me? What are you doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need you to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t you hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he said breathless. “How did you find me? What are you doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need you to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
