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“I arrived at Daphne’s house in the afternoon. Lex was watching TV. Shannen was not there. Lex said she was going to see where she was. She went upstairs, while I waited. A few minutes later she and Shannen came downstairs. Shannen was acting strange. Her hair was messy and she wore her clothes inside out. And when I told her she turned all red. I wanted to know more, but then Daphne’s husband Emmanuel came downstairs. I didn’t even know he was in the house. I thought he was at the hospital. When he left I asked Shannen what she was doing with him upstairs and she confessed that she slept with him. I called her a slut and told her I never wanted to see her again. Then I left the house. She followed me into the alley. I took a shorter way home. I had taken a cab, but I didn’t want to wait for another one. I wanted to get away from her as soon as possible. So, I took a shortcut via the alley and she followed me. She cried and tried to talk to me. I didn’t want to listen and got angry. She grabbed my arm and tried to stop me from walking away. I slapped her and she fell on the ground. I walked towards her and checked on her. She was awake and she was only hurt a little” Andy said.
“So she was still alive when you left her” inspector Anderson said.
“Yes” Andy confirmed.
“Can anyone confirm your statement? Was there anyone with you when this happened, aside from Shannen , naturally”
Andy thought about that and realized how deep he was in trouble.
“No” he said. “We were alone”
The next room had some kind of pool with dark blue water and Meg had to cross the water to reach the door on the other side. She looked around to find Kevin’s message. She found it on the wall, next to the door. She read it and shivered. The tablets were hidden at the bottom of the pool. Meg could swim, that wasn’t the problem. But the water would probably be ice cold and you could bet there was going to be something in the water, ready to attack her.
However, since she didn’t have any time to waste, she stretched her arms and dived into the water. She was right; the water was ice cold....
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Night came in and Cas was standing on a crossroad. He buried a small, tin box in the ground and then took a step back.
“Get your ass down, here, Crowley!” he yelled.
A few long seconds later Crowley appeared. “Give me one good reason why I wouldn’t kill you this very instant”
“Because I have something better in store” Cas said. He took a deep breath and then continued. “You have to bring Dean back to life”
“Let me guess, I get your soul in return” Crowley said bored. “Sorry, but that’s getting so old. Nice chatting” He wanted to leave, when Cas quickly said: “Not...
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Daphne heard a key and she looked up. A few seconds later Zoey appeared in the living room.
“Hi, sis” Zoey said casual, like nothing had happened.
Daphne didn’t know what to say and even if she would, she was too angry to talk.
“I have to change my outfit” Zoey said, jerking the hospital clothes she was wearing. “Would you mind if I borrow something from you?”
She wanted to walk upstairs when Daphne finally said something.
“Are you really going to pretend nothing happened? You killed our brother and you put the blame on me! Why?”
Zoey turned around. “You want to know why? Before...
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Sam parked the car in front of their motel. Dean was in no state to drive and even if he was he’d be capable of crashing into a wall. He helped Dean walk to the porch, while he tried to find his key with his free hand.
He could’ve saved himself the trouble, though. The door opened and Jo appeared. She moved aside and let Sam carry Dean inside. He brought him to the couch and put him down. Dean fell down and closed his eyes.
Sam walked towards Jo.
“Is he going to be okay?” Jo asked with a concerned nod at Dean.
“Physically, sure” Sam replied. “Emotionally, I don’t think so. Not...
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Dean and Jo were sitting in a restaurant. Jo had convinced Dean to go out so that he could take his mind of Cas and whatever it was that kept making him ill.
“You look pretty” Dean said, with a faint smile.
“I didn’t even change my outfit” Jo answered cynical.
Dean looked down and Jo recognized his expression.
“Are you texting?” she asked upset.
“What?” Dean said quick. “No, no, I was…I was checking time…”
“why? You bored?” Jo asked offended.
“No!” Dean denied firm. “I just…I don’t want to leave Cas alone for too long. He’s sick and I’m afraid that...
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It was night and visiting hours were long over, but that didn’t stop Dean from checking on his best friend.
Cas was sitting on the cold floor, his head buried in his knees, trying to make himself as small as possible.
Dean, always armed with a lighter, made some light, because it was pitchdark.
“Hello, in there” he said a little nervous.
“Go away” Cas said hoarse.
“Sure, I’ll wait for you outside” Dean said confident.
“Then you can wait for a very long time” Cas said. “Because I’m not coming”
“Why not?” Dean asked a bit frustrated. “This isn’t about Meg, is it?”...
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Evening fell and the gang was having dinner. They had agreed to stay in the motel. While Jo and Dean had had their private conversation, Sam and Cas had been looking for takeaway Chinese. It wasn’t what Dean would’ve chosen.
“This tastes weird” he complained.
“That’s because you’re only used to cheeseburgers” Cas said dead serious. “You need to eat more different kinds of food or you’ll burnout”
They all stared at him.
“I read that in a magazine” Cas said, while his cheeks turned red.
“Well, thanks, doc” Dean said sarcastic. “I’ll try keep it in mind”
He swallowed...
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Cas woke up with a fuzzy feeling in his stomach. He sat up and rubbed his eyes and when he looked down he caught a glimpse of his chest.
Wait, where did the tattoos go?
He turned around and looked down upon his own, sleeping body. With a shock he jumped out of bed and walked to the mirror in the bathroom. Speechless he gazed at his reflection. Only it wasn’t his reflection, it was Dean’s. Somehow they had switched bodies and though Cas would love to know how one could accomplish such activity, he decided not to waste any time.
He rushed in his clothes and left the motel room. He had taken...
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“Please tell me you didn’t kill them” Sam said, knowing better.
“I wish” Meg mumbled in reply. “I was still a demon when I killed Paul and he was working on Cas’ case, so I had to do something. And Heather had sex with Cas. Well, actually it’s the other way around”
“You killed Heather because Cas was banging her and you turned Cas in because he kissed Dean. I would say you’re jealous” Sam noted, with a whiff of guilty pleasure.
Someone banged the door. “Meg Masters, come outside or we will come in”
“You have to go” Sam said quickly and he pulled Meg up. “Okay,...
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Anna landed inside Meg’s hospital room and she didn’t seem very happy. She walked towards the bed and stared furious at Meg, who pretended to be asleep.
“I hope you’re proud of yourself. You made yourself accessory to murder. I just had a message from the angels saying there’s been a bloodbath somewhere here in town, but no one has any idea where dear Castiel is. So, you better start talking before I lose the chipper attitude”
She left, when Dean and Sam entered. Meg sat up.
“There’s a list” she started.
“Go on” Dean said.
“With names. Names of people he’s going to...
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Several cars parked in front of the local snack bar. It was closing day, but there was light shining through the blinds and thus they walked to the entrance. They had all received an email with an invitation for a party, hosted by Castiel Novak.
After some hesitation a man opened the door and entered.
“Aaah, you came” Cas smiled as he turned around to face the crowd. The people looked around. There were drinks, appetizers, food. It really looked like a party, though they had no idea who this Castiel dude was nor why they were invited.
“Please, make yourselves at home” Cas said casual...
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Cas gave the note to Meg. “Keep it somewhere safe” he warned her and she put it in her pocket. “Hey, Meg, have you checked the top floor? I think you should. Who knows what treasures you might find”
Meg saw how Cas was gazing at Mrs. Jones and realized he was about to get really started. “Can I take whatever I want?” she asked in a serious tone.
“Absolutely. Knock yourself out” Cas permitted her as if Mrs. Jones possessions belonged to him. Meg left the room and Cas put his chair closer to Mrs. Jones.
“Alone at last” he said soft.
“Listen, you can still go back” Mrs....
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Meg opened the door of her room and saw Dean sitting where she had expected Claire to sit. “What are you doing here?” she asked, acting calm. “And where’s Claire?”
“Oh, she’s with Sam” Dean replied. “She’s fine, by the way, no thanks to you” He got up and walked to Meg. “Seriously, Meg, what were you thinking?”
“Hey, for the record, this was her idea” Meg defended herself. “She said I should tell her mother I’m keeping her hostage in exchange for Jimmy and I just figured it would be a lot more convincing if I’d do it for real”
Dean shook his head, furious....
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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.
Dean opened the door of the house, wondering if Jo was there, too, or if she had returned home.
“Sammy?” he called, assuming Cas would be asleep. He walked to the kitchen and saw Sam sitting with his head in his hands.
“What happened?” Dean asked sharp, already regretting the fact that he left.
“We asked Anna to read Cas, to see if he was being possessed” Sam started tired.
“We?” Dean asked, though he had an idea.
“Meg and I” Sam confirmed Dean’s suspicion. “She’s not here anymore” he added quick when he saw Dean’s face change. “He’s not being possessed. But...
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The tablets were lying across a table and Kevin was studying them.
“Any luck?” Alexia asked, leaning against the table and looking at Kevin.
“Nope” Kevin replied frustrated. “I should be able to read this, but I can’t. Something’s wrong with my powers. My prophet powers, I mean. Not the angel ones”
“Yeah, I think that’s the problem” Alexia commented. “You were chosen as a prophet. You were never supposed to be part angel. Your angel powers are screwing up with your prophet powers”
Kevin sighed and put the tablet down. “Then what am I supposed to do? Give them up? Anna...
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“I can’t do this anymore” Kevin said agitated. He looked around him as if he expected Crowley to pop up any minute. “He knows I have something up my sleeve. He knows I’ve been talking to the wrong people. Well, not the wrong people, but you know what I mean”
“I sure do” Anna replied calm. “It’s a bummer, but not completely unexpected. I suggest you stay here with the tablets until the coast is clear”
“How long is that?” Kevin asked slowly.
“Well, given the fact that Crowley is an extremely powerful demon, with an army of demons supporting him, I’d say it could take...
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Cas glanced at the clock on the wall. An hour had gone by and they hadn’t heard from Jo or Meg.
“I’m sorry, buddy” Dean said, a little too chipper. Cas shot him a furious look and Dean swallowed. “Maybe if you just get some sleep, then I’ll take care of dinner. And don’t come up with the ‘I can’t eat, when Meg’s not around’ crap. You have to eat”
Cas shrugged wearily. “Fine, then, if you insist” he mumbled and he stood. When he walked around the table he quickly bagged Sam’s phone, which Sam had left on the table.
He took the phone to his room and put it on the...
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Sam and Dean had gone to the cafeteria of the hospital to get a quick bite, before they returned to Cas.
In the meantime Cas had time to regret his words. He wished he hadn’t sent Meg away, he wished he hadn’t given permission to get rid of the necklace, he wished he could pull out all threads on his body, so they’d stop making him crazy.
“Do I look like a genie to you?”
Cas looked up. “Who are you?”
“I think you know that” the girl said secretive. “Let me give you a hint. Your girlfriend Meg once gave me a cassette tape. She told me to play it on your wedding day. And then...
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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.