The door opened again and Sam and Claire walked in.
“Nice color” Sam mumbled, referring to Meg’s hair.
“Gee, thanks” Meg said monotone. She looked at Claire, who looked back provocative. With two Winchesters at her arm she felt a lot more confident. “When’s your dad coming?”
“Meg!” Dean reproached her. Meg pulled her shoulders. Dean conjured his phone and handed it to Claire. “You should call your mom, tell her you’re fine”
Claire dialed her home number. Her mother sounded very agitated when she answered the phone.
“Who is this?” she asked a little snappy as she didn’t recognize the caller.
“Mom?” Claire asked insecure. She heard her mother let out a deep sigh of relief.
“Thank God, it’s you” Amelia said. “Is everything okay with you?”
“I’m fine” Claire replied.
“Okay, I’m going to pick you up” Amelia continued.
“No, Sam and Dean will give me a ride home” Claire said, trying to save her mother the trouble.
“Sam and Dean are with you? Did they hurt you?” Amelia asked nervous.
“No, mom, they saved me” Claire reassured her.
“Can I get one of them on the phone?” Amelia requested and a second later she was talking to Sam. “I lied, okay?” she cut to the chase. “I did see Jimmy, but after Meg’s threats he disappeared and I have no idea where he is now. There’s something wrong with him. He’s sick or something. He’s not himself… I think I need your help. But first I have to find him”
The door of the motel room opened for the third time that night and Jimmy appeared in the doorway.
“I don’t think that’s going to be a problem, Amelia” Sam said slow. “He’s right here” He heard Amelia hang up and assumed she was on her way.
“Dad?” Claire asked careful. Jimmy turned his head to her and cast her a glance that could’ve turned her into ice if such thing were possible. “You’re not my dad” Claire concluded shivering.
“Cas?” Meg asked hopeful. The man nodded and Meg walked to him. She shut the door and took Cas’ hands in hers. “You’re freezing” she gasped.
“How did you regain control?” Dean wanted to know.
“That doesn’t matter” Meg reproached Dean.
“What happened to Jimmy?” Dean ignored Meg.
“Shut up, Dean, we can do this tomorrow” Meg snapped, but Cas jerked his hands. He walked to Dean and Sam and looked from one brother to the other.
“You know what they say. Two’s a party” Cas said slow and dark. “Three’s a crowd”
“Nice color” Sam mumbled, referring to Meg’s hair.
“Gee, thanks” Meg said monotone. She looked at Claire, who looked back provocative. With two Winchesters at her arm she felt a lot more confident. “When’s your dad coming?”
“Meg!” Dean reproached her. Meg pulled her shoulders. Dean conjured his phone and handed it to Claire. “You should call your mom, tell her you’re fine”
Claire dialed her home number. Her mother sounded very agitated when she answered the phone.
“Who is this?” she asked a little snappy as she didn’t recognize the caller.
“Mom?” Claire asked insecure. She heard her mother let out a deep sigh of relief.
“Thank God, it’s you” Amelia said. “Is everything okay with you?”
“I’m fine” Claire replied.
“Okay, I’m going to pick you up” Amelia continued.
“No, Sam and Dean will give me a ride home” Claire said, trying to save her mother the trouble.
“Sam and Dean are with you? Did they hurt you?” Amelia asked nervous.
“No, mom, they saved me” Claire reassured her.
“Can I get one of them on the phone?” Amelia requested and a second later she was talking to Sam. “I lied, okay?” she cut to the chase. “I did see Jimmy, but after Meg’s threats he disappeared and I have no idea where he is now. There’s something wrong with him. He’s sick or something. He’s not himself… I think I need your help. But first I have to find him”
The door of the motel room opened for the third time that night and Jimmy appeared in the doorway.
“I don’t think that’s going to be a problem, Amelia” Sam said slow. “He’s right here” He heard Amelia hang up and assumed she was on her way.
“Dad?” Claire asked careful. Jimmy turned his head to her and cast her a glance that could’ve turned her into ice if such thing were possible. “You’re not my dad” Claire concluded shivering.
“Cas?” Meg asked hopeful. The man nodded and Meg walked to him. She shut the door and took Cas’ hands in hers. “You’re freezing” she gasped.
“How did you regain control?” Dean wanted to know.
“That doesn’t matter” Meg reproached Dean.
“What happened to Jimmy?” Dean ignored Meg.
“Shut up, Dean, we can do this tomorrow” Meg snapped, but Cas jerked his hands. He walked to Dean and Sam and looked from one brother to the other.
“You know what they say. Two’s a party” Cas said slow and dark. “Three’s a crowd”
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.