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 kill” Meg continued. “He promised he’d stop when everyone on that list was gone”
“And you believed him” Dean commented demeaning.
“Whose names were on that list? Besides those three men and Heather” Sam insisted.
“I don’t know” Meg replied frustrated. “I only saw it once. There were a whole lot of names on there. All I know is that they have mistreated him one way or the other. And he also told me he was going to throw a party in the local snack bar”
“Which was probably meant metaphorically” Dean commented. “Come on, Sam, we have a party to go to”
Ten seconds after they left Cas appeared next to Meg’s bed, causing her to scream. He quickly laid his hand on her mouth, muting her.
“You came back” Meg whispered after Cas removed his hand.
“I promised I would” Cas replied obvious. “Why are you still here? Anna told me she’d healed you”
“Sam and Dean won’t let me leave. They’re watching me like hellhounds” Meg explained.
“Well, they’re gone now” Cas responded happy. “So you can come with me. I have a surprise for you” he added mischievous.
“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 kill” Meg continued. “He promised he’d stop when everyone on that list was gone”
“And you believed him” Dean commented demeaning.
“Whose names were on that list? Besides those three men and Heather” Sam insisted.
“I don’t know” Meg replied frustrated. “I only saw it once. There were a whole lot of names on there. All I know is that they have mistreated him one way or the other. And he also told me he was going to throw a party in the local snack bar”
“Which was probably meant metaphorically” Dean commented. “Come on, Sam, we have a party to go to”
Ten seconds after they left Cas appeared next to Meg’s bed, causing her to scream. He quickly laid his hand on her mouth, muting her.
“You came back” Meg whispered after Cas removed his hand.
“I promised I would” Cas replied obvious. “Why are you still here? Anna told me she’d healed you”
“Sam and Dean won’t let me leave. They’re watching me like hellhounds” Meg explained.
“Well, they’re gone now” Cas responded happy. “So you can come with me. I have a surprise for you” he added mischievous.
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 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 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 read the book as if it was a detective and she wanted to know who the killer was. Daphne’s life had been a roller coaster due to her illness. But everyone knew Daphne was crazy, including Cas’ attorney. So she kept looking for something different.
When she was near the end she discovered something strange. She flipped a few pages, when a piece of paper fell out of the book. Meg picked it up and opened it. She read the letter and compared the handwriting with the one in the book.
She threw the book on the floor and conjured her phone.
No signal, it said
“Damn it!” she cursed.
She carefully stretch her arm, but the Key of Solomon was still working perfectly.
She looked at the hard stone floor and stamped on it, causing part of the floor to break. Meg grabbed a piece of the floor and threw it at the ceiling.
The Key of Solomon broke and Meg kicked her cell open.
When she was near the end she discovered something strange. She flipped a few pages, when a piece of paper fell out of the book. Meg picked it up and opened it. She read the letter and compared the handwriting with the one in the book.
She threw the book on the floor and conjured her phone.
No signal, it said
“Damn it!” she cursed.
She carefully stretch her arm, but the Key of Solomon was still working perfectly.
She looked at the hard stone floor and stamped on it, causing part of the floor to break. Meg grabbed a piece of the floor and threw it at the ceiling.
The Key of Solomon broke and Meg kicked her cell open.
“It was me” Meg said. Sam had freed her from her prison and now she was going to free Cas of his. She had to promise Sam she wouldn’t try to get out until they were far gone. Because as soon as soon as Cas was out they were going to hit the road an drive as far away as possible.
“I killed Jack and I killed Paul Morgan. Cas has nothing to do with it. I was trying to protect him. Jack was asking too many questions and Paul knew too much already. There were people trying to hurt Cas and I tried to give him a low profile. But it didn’t really work out. I don’t want a lawyer. I don’t want a trial. Just give me the maximum penalty and I’ll accept it”
Isabel stared at her, a little puzzled, but also thrilled. She got Jack and Paul’s killer. Now no one would question her competence as an inspector again. She cuffed Meg’s hand and brought her to a cell.
“I killed Jack and I killed Paul Morgan. Cas has nothing to do with it. I was trying to protect him. Jack was asking too many questions and Paul knew too much already. There were people trying to hurt Cas and I tried to give him a low profile. But it didn’t really work out. I don’t want a lawyer. I don’t want a trial. Just give me the maximum penalty and I’ll accept it”
Isabel stared at her, a little puzzled, but also thrilled. She got Jack and Paul’s killer. Now no one would question her competence as an inspector again. She cuffed Meg’s hand and brought her to a cell.
The next morning.
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of bed and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, showing her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. You have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of bed and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, showing her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. You have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”