Meg was pacing up and down the living. Sam had been trying to reach Dean, but without success. He didn’t get it. Half an hour ago Dean had insisted that they would have to turn Cas in. It would break their hearts, but they had no other choice. Sure, they had killed as well, but those were monsters. Cas was simply a murderer.
“I still can’t believe Dean kissed Cas” he said, still a little perplex. “I mean, I know they have a…more profound bond, but I never thought of it like that”
Meg stopped pacing and turned to Sam. “Do you mind? I’m trying to erase that image from my memory”
“Dean was supposed to reason with him, not kiss him” Sam continued, ignoring Meg.
“Maybe Dean isn’t looking out for Cas. Maybe he’s worried about the other prisoners. Who knows if Cas believes they deserve to die as well?” Meg made a very good point.
Sam nodded. “You’re right. And we shouldn’t let Dean go alone” he realized. “Do you have the keys of that car outside?”
Meg conjured them.
“Good. Let’s go” Sam said and he and Meg walked to the front door. The moment they wanted to open it, they heard a siren and a car parked on the driveway. Meg shoved the curtains away and cursed when she saw the van.
“It’s the cops. What are they doing here?” she hissed.
“I don’t know, but it can’t be good” Sam replied baleful.
“Meg Masters, you’re being arrested for the murder on Heather Roberts and the murder on Paul Morgan. Come outside and put your hands where I can see them”