“Miss Masters?”
Meg looked up and saw Doctor Spencer came her way. She scribbled up.
“Can I talk with you for a moment?” he asked and he sounded deadly serious. Meg followed him to an empty room and he waved at a chair. Meg sat down and so did Doctor Spencer.
“We checked Mr. Novak’s blood. The sample I took last week. We couldn’t find anything” Doctor Spencer began. Meg knew there was more to come, or else he wouldn’t have taken her apart. “However, the lab has examined his blood again after he was brought in last week. And this time they found a small amount of heroin in his blood”
“What?” Meg said breathless.
“Miss Masters, there is a chance that it wasn’t murder” Doctor Spencer continued.
“Are you telling me Cas did this to himself?” Meg exclaimed trembling.
“No, the drugs did it” Doctor Spencer explained. “And it wasn’t just drugs. I was in your house. There were empty medicine strips. I think it would be wise to get him some help if he wakes up”
“When he wakes up” Meg snapped at the doctor. She got up from the chair and left the room, just in time to see Heather walk to her.
“I called them. They’re on their way” she said. Meg lifted her hand and slapped her in the face. “What?...”
“How could you?” Meg asked shaking from head to toe. “Heroin? I ask you to help him and you give him drugs?”
“Meg, I’m sorry. You were desperate and I really wanted to help him” Heather tried to defend herself.
“You didn’t seem so concerned when you were screwing him” Meg shouted. “You almost killed him! If he dies, it’s on you. I’ll tell the cops what you did”
“Please, Meg, we can talk about this” Heather begged. But Meg shook her head. “Get out. I don’t want to see you here ever again”
Heather realized there was no room for discussion. “I’m really sorry, Meg” she sobbed, before she turned around and headed for the exit.
Meg looked up and saw Doctor Spencer came her way. She scribbled up.
“Can I talk with you for a moment?” he asked and he sounded deadly serious. Meg followed him to an empty room and he waved at a chair. Meg sat down and so did Doctor Spencer.
“We checked Mr. Novak’s blood. The sample I took last week. We couldn’t find anything” Doctor Spencer began. Meg knew there was more to come, or else he wouldn’t have taken her apart. “However, the lab has examined his blood again after he was brought in last week. And this time they found a small amount of heroin in his blood”
“What?” Meg said breathless.
“Miss Masters, there is a chance that it wasn’t murder” Doctor Spencer continued.
“Are you telling me Cas did this to himself?” Meg exclaimed trembling.
“No, the drugs did it” Doctor Spencer explained. “And it wasn’t just drugs. I was in your house. There were empty medicine strips. I think it would be wise to get him some help if he wakes up”
“When he wakes up” Meg snapped at the doctor. She got up from the chair and left the room, just in time to see Heather walk to her.
“I called them. They’re on their way” she said. Meg lifted her hand and slapped her in the face. “What?...”
“How could you?” Meg asked shaking from head to toe. “Heroin? I ask you to help him and you give him drugs?”
“Meg, I’m sorry. You were desperate and I really wanted to help him” Heather tried to defend herself.
“You didn’t seem so concerned when you were screwing him” Meg shouted. “You almost killed him! If he dies, it’s on you. I’ll tell the cops what you did”
“Please, Meg, we can talk about this” Heather begged. But Meg shook her head. “Get out. I don’t want to see you here ever again”
Heather realized there was no room for discussion. “I’m really sorry, Meg” she sobbed, before she turned around and headed for the exit.
Sam was waiting in line in a local snack bar. While he was waiting he watched the news, airing on a flat screen television, hanging on the ceiling.
“The thirty-five year old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of Castle Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam said fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean said disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean said and Sam heard him lock the door.
“The thirty-five year old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of Castle Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam said fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean said disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean said and Sam heard him lock the door.
The next morning
Cas opened the door of the house and helped Daphne inside. He guided her to the sitting room and put her gently down on the couch.
“You know, I’ve been thinking” Daphne said. “With you around I don’t need a car. Makes things a lot cheaper”
“Can I get you something?” Cas asked.
Daphne shook her head. “You’re here. That’s enough for now”
Cas wasn’t used to that much gratitude and he’d have to adjust to it.
“Actually” Daphne started. “Could you give me the phone? I need to call the locksmith to tell him I won’t be needing his services after all. I gave Zoey her key back”
Cas smiled weak. “I’m glad you made it up with each other”
Cas opened the door of the house and helped Daphne inside. He guided her to the sitting room and put her gently down on the couch.
“You know, I’ve been thinking” Daphne said. “With you around I don’t need a car. Makes things a lot cheaper”
“Can I get you something?” Cas asked.
Daphne shook her head. “You’re here. That’s enough for now”
Cas wasn’t used to that much gratitude and he’d have to adjust to it.
“Actually” Daphne started. “Could you give me the phone? I need to call the locksmith to tell him I won’t be needing his services after all. I gave Zoey her key back”
Cas smiled weak. “I’m glad you made it up with each other”
