Anna opened the door of Cas’ room and let Meg in. She was wearing a hospital shirt and her eyes were red and swollen. Anna signed at Dean and he followed her outside.
“Has Meg told you about her condition?” she asked careful. Dean frowned and shook his head. “She was pregnant”
“Pregnant?” Dean repeated as if he’d never heard of the word.
“Was” Anna said. “She just had a miscarriage”
“Did I kill Cas’ unborn child?” Dean asked, shocked by the fact that Meg could get pregnant.
“Yeah, looks like it” Anna replied merciless. She gave Dean one last reproaching look, before she vanished.
Dean entered the room and tried to avoid looking at Meg. He stayed by the door, giving Meg and Cas some space.
Cas looked at Meg as if he was seeing an angel. He lifted his hand and lay it on her cheek, catching her tears.
“I love you” he whispered. His hand glided off her cheek and he closed his eyes.
“Cas?” Meg asked faint. He didn’t respond. “Cas! Cas, wake up!” Meg screamed, shaking Cas. Sam walked to her and pulled her away from the bed.
“He’s dead” he said sharp.
Meg shook her head. “No. He’s not dead” she sobbed.
Dean was still standing by the door, too upset by Cas’ death and too stunned by Meg’s emotional reaction, to react himself.
Then, suddenly, Cas sat up.
“What?” Dean said soft. Meg and Sam looked up.
Cas swung his legs off the bed and walked towards the door.
“Cas?” Meg asked uncertain.
Cas turned around.
“I’m not Cas” he said sinister. “I’m Jimmy. I’m calling the shots now”
“Has Meg told you about her condition?” she asked careful. Dean frowned and shook his head. “She was pregnant”
“Pregnant?” Dean repeated as if he’d never heard of the word.
“Was” Anna said. “She just had a miscarriage”
“Did I kill Cas’ unborn child?” Dean asked, shocked by the fact that Meg could get pregnant.
“Yeah, looks like it” Anna replied merciless. She gave Dean one last reproaching look, before she vanished.
Dean entered the room and tried to avoid looking at Meg. He stayed by the door, giving Meg and Cas some space.
Cas looked at Meg as if he was seeing an angel. He lifted his hand and lay it on her cheek, catching her tears.
“I love you” he whispered. His hand glided off her cheek and he closed his eyes.
“Cas?” Meg asked faint. He didn’t respond. “Cas! Cas, wake up!” Meg screamed, shaking Cas. Sam walked to her and pulled her away from the bed.
“He’s dead” he said sharp.
Meg shook her head. “No. He’s not dead” she sobbed.
Dean was still standing by the door, too upset by Cas’ death and too stunned by Meg’s emotional reaction, to react himself.
Then, suddenly, Cas sat up.
“What?” Dean said soft. Meg and Sam looked up.
Cas swung his legs off the bed and walked towards the door.
“Cas?” Meg asked uncertain.
Cas turned around.
“I’m not Cas” he said sinister. “I’m Jimmy. I’m calling the shots now”
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.
Isabel opened hearing two where inspector Anderson was still sitting with Andy. She signed and Anderson walked towards. She mumbled something to him and she and Anderson looked at Andy. Andy took a deep breath. He had a bad feeling about this.
Anderson walked behind Andy and ordered him to stand up. He cuffed him. “Andy Baker, I arrest you for the murder on Shannen White”
“What? But I didn’t kill her! I’m innocent!” Andy shouted. Anderson motioned at the guard who walked to them. He took Andy’s arm with a firm grip and forced him out of the room. When they were on the hallway, Andy saw Zoey and Cas standing a few yards further.
“He’s the one! He killed her! He’s the one you’re looking for!” he yelled.
“Mr. Allen has an alibi” Isabel said.
“No! He’s lying! He lies about everything! Emmanuel is not even his real name!” Andy yelled, while the guard dragged him along.
Anderson walked behind Andy and ordered him to stand up. He cuffed him. “Andy Baker, I arrest you for the murder on Shannen White”
“What? But I didn’t kill her! I’m innocent!” Andy shouted. Anderson motioned at the guard who walked to them. He took Andy’s arm with a firm grip and forced him out of the room. When they were on the hallway, Andy saw Zoey and Cas standing a few yards further.
“He’s the one! He killed her! He’s the one you’re looking for!” he yelled.
“Mr. Allen has an alibi” Isabel said.
“No! He’s lying! He lies about everything! Emmanuel is not even his real name!” Andy yelled, while the guard dragged him along.
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.
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.