Cas kicked the door of Meg’s motel room open. On his way he had tried to call her, but she wouldn’t answer her phone and at first sight she wasn’t here either.
“Meg!” Cas called. He received no response, so he checked the bathroom. She wasn’t there. Cas glanced at the clock. 10:03 pm. She would probably be on her way to her first customer, whoever that was. He needed an address. He walked to the table, hoping there would be a little note on it. But other than a dirty cup of coffee and a coffee stain, the table was empty. He walked to the dresser and opened all drawers. He searched and threw the content on the floor. Again nothing. He walked to the cupboard in the living room, opened it and looked.
When after looking through all closets, cupboard and drawers he still hadn’t find any clue on Meg’s whereabouts Cas looked up at the ceiling.
“Anna! I know you can hear me! I need your help!” he yelled frustrated.
“What?” Anna asked short and Cas turned around.
“I’m looking for Meg. You have to help me find her” he said agitated.
“No” Anna refused. And before Cas could require an explanation, she gave one herself. “I know what Meg is up to. You realize she’s going to have sex, right? She’s not on a suicide mission. Stop being so jealous”
“But…” Cas began to object.
“I have to go” Anna cut him off. “I don’t have time to deal with your human issues” She vanished and left Cas defeated.
Then he heard a sound and he turned in the direction of the sound. The garbage bin had capsized. Cas sighed and walked to it. He bent through his knees and picked up the garbage. There were lots of wrappers in it. Apparently Meg loved chocolate. He threw the wrappers back in the bin, when he noticed something matt between the shiny material. He took a closer look at it and pulled the green paper from between the wrapper. He examined it, his eyes grew big and he scribbled up. Leaving the garbage for what it was he stormed out of the motel room.
“Meg!” Cas called. He received no response, so he checked the bathroom. She wasn’t there. Cas glanced at the clock. 10:03 pm. She would probably be on her way to her first customer, whoever that was. He needed an address. He walked to the table, hoping there would be a little note on it. But other than a dirty cup of coffee and a coffee stain, the table was empty. He walked to the dresser and opened all drawers. He searched and threw the content on the floor. Again nothing. He walked to the cupboard in the living room, opened it and looked.
When after looking through all closets, cupboard and drawers he still hadn’t find any clue on Meg’s whereabouts Cas looked up at the ceiling.
“Anna! I know you can hear me! I need your help!” he yelled frustrated.
“What?” Anna asked short and Cas turned around.
“I’m looking for Meg. You have to help me find her” he said agitated.
“No” Anna refused. And before Cas could require an explanation, she gave one herself. “I know what Meg is up to. You realize she’s going to have sex, right? She’s not on a suicide mission. Stop being so jealous”
“But…” Cas began to object.
“I have to go” Anna cut him off. “I don’t have time to deal with your human issues” She vanished and left Cas defeated.
Then he heard a sound and he turned in the direction of the sound. The garbage bin had capsized. Cas sighed and walked to it. He bent through his knees and picked up the garbage. There were lots of wrappers in it. Apparently Meg loved chocolate. He threw the wrappers back in the bin, when he noticed something matt between the shiny material. He took a closer look at it and pulled the green paper from between the wrapper. He examined it, his eyes grew big and he scribbled up. Leaving the garbage for what it was he stormed out of the motel room.
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 a 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 a 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.
The first witness was the mother of the seven year old boy Cas had healed from a life threatening fever.
“I went to the kitchen and when I came back Mr. Allen, as he presented himself, had his hands all over my son. I…I think he was taking advantage of my son’s weakness”
“Objection!” Craig said. “I think everyone in Castle Rock knows about my client’s special abilities? Castiel can heal people with his bare hands, which is why Mrs. Jones had him come over in the first place. But to do his job he needs to touch his patient. He doesn’t even charge them”
“Of course he wouldn’t” Evan Trumble, Daphne’s attorney, said. “That’s because he knows that what he’s doing is wrong”
While Craig and Evan where quibbling, Cas looked sharp at Mrs. Jones.
“I never touched your son and you know it. I saved your son and this is not the right way to thank me”
Mrs. Jones seemed to cringe and looked around to find support or a way out.
“I went to the kitchen and when I came back Mr. Allen, as he presented himself, had his hands all over my son. I…I think he was taking advantage of my son’s weakness”
“Objection!” Craig said. “I think everyone in Castle Rock knows about my client’s special abilities? Castiel can heal people with his bare hands, which is why Mrs. Jones had him come over in the first place. But to do his job he needs to touch his patient. He doesn’t even charge them”
“Of course he wouldn’t” Evan Trumble, Daphne’s attorney, said. “That’s because he knows that what he’s doing is wrong”
While Craig and Evan where quibbling, Cas looked sharp at Mrs. Jones.
“I never touched your son and you know it. I saved your son and this is not the right way to thank me”
Mrs. Jones seemed to cringe and looked around to find support or a way out.
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.
“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 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 hands 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 hands and brought her to a cell.
The door of Meg’s motel room opened and Meg stared at the door way. She was still stuck under the Key of Solomon.
“Anna told me you were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could you get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless you do something. Personally, I don’t care if you killed that man or not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If you do the right thing, then I guarantee you Dean and I will never try to kill you again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.
“Anna told me you were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could you get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless you do something. Personally, I don’t care if you killed that man or not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If you do the right thing, then I guarantee you Dean and I will never try to kill you again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.
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”