It was close to midnight and Zoey had buried Daphne’s body in the garden. She hadn’t meant to shoot Dean Winchester, but if he was dead, all the better for her. The less people that were in her and Cas’ way, the better.
Of course it would take Cas some time to forgive her, but their love would survive it. She hadn’t want to kill her sister, either, but there simply was no other way. Zoey was certain that wherever Daphne was now, she would understand. Daphne was at piece. She was with Martin, the most important person in her life.
And Zoey would be with Cas and then they would raise Alexia together. It was perfect.
Zoey jumped up from her thoughts when someone banged the door. She got up from her chair and walked to the front door and opened it.
She gazed surprised in Cas’ eyes, before she covered her mouth. Then she threw her arms around his neck. “I knew you’d come. I knew you’d the make the right call” she sobbed from happiness. She turned around and Cas followed her inside the kitchen.
“You want some coffee? Or maybe something stronger?” she offered.
“Dean is dead” Cas said numb.
“Something stronger it is” Zoey said and she pulled out two glasses and a bottle of Scotch. As she poured the glasses and handed one to Cas, she said: “I didn’t mean to kill your friend, Cas. My parents can take care of the funeral. I promise you it will be beautiful”
Cas squeezed the glass until it shattered and blood dripped on the table.
“Oh my God, are you okay?” Zoey gasped and she took his hand. There was no cut. “You’re healing quicker”
Cas grabbed Zoey’s hand and looked up, fury burning in his eyes. “You killed Dean” he said with a voice so cold Zoey shivered. She tried to jerk her hand, but Cas tightened his grip.
“Cas, I know you’re in pain, but let me go” Zoey said trembling. Cas looked into Zoey’s eyes as his grip tightened even more. Zoey gasped and tears rolled over her face. “Please, stop. You’re hurting me” she sobbed. She screamed when she felt the bones in her hand break.
Cas grabbed her hair and pulled her to the mirror. Zoey looked down, but Cas jerked her hair and forced her to look up.
“Look how cute we look together” he snapped. Zoey mumbled something in fear. “What did you say? You want a closer look? Your wish is my command” He smashed Zoey’s face into the mirror and dropped her on the ground. She crawled away, trying to reach the back door, when Cas grabbed her feet and dragged her back inside and turned her on her back.
He kneeled next to her and forced his fist into her stomach. Zoey gasped and blood spilled from her mouth. “See how you like it” Cas said trembling. He removed his bloodstained hand and bent over to her face. “That’s for all the crap you did to me” He grabbed Zoey’s neck and snapped it. “And that’s for killing my best friend”
He dropped the head, which landed hard on the floor, and stood up. He wanted to leave, when he heard a door close.
Of course it would take Cas some time to forgive her, but their love would survive it. She hadn’t want to kill her sister, either, but there simply was no other way. Zoey was certain that wherever Daphne was now, she would understand. Daphne was at piece. She was with Martin, the most important person in her life.
And Zoey would be with Cas and then they would raise Alexia together. It was perfect.
Zoey jumped up from her thoughts when someone banged the door. She got up from her chair and walked to the front door and opened it.
She gazed surprised in Cas’ eyes, before she covered her mouth. Then she threw her arms around his neck. “I knew you’d come. I knew you’d the make the right call” she sobbed from happiness. She turned around and Cas followed her inside the kitchen.
“You want some coffee? Or maybe something stronger?” she offered.
“Dean is dead” Cas said numb.
“Something stronger it is” Zoey said and she pulled out two glasses and a bottle of Scotch. As she poured the glasses and handed one to Cas, she said: “I didn’t mean to kill your friend, Cas. My parents can take care of the funeral. I promise you it will be beautiful”
Cas squeezed the glass until it shattered and blood dripped on the table.
“Oh my God, are you okay?” Zoey gasped and she took his hand. There was no cut. “You’re healing quicker”
Cas grabbed Zoey’s hand and looked up, fury burning in his eyes. “You killed Dean” he said with a voice so cold Zoey shivered. She tried to jerk her hand, but Cas tightened his grip.
“Cas, I know you’re in pain, but let me go” Zoey said trembling. Cas looked into Zoey’s eyes as his grip tightened even more. Zoey gasped and tears rolled over her face. “Please, stop. You’re hurting me” she sobbed. She screamed when she felt the bones in her hand break.
Cas grabbed her hair and pulled her to the mirror. Zoey looked down, but Cas jerked her hair and forced her to look up.
“Look how cute we look together” he snapped. Zoey mumbled something in fear. “What did you say? You want a closer look? Your wish is my command” He smashed Zoey’s face into the mirror and dropped her on the ground. She crawled away, trying to reach the back door, when Cas grabbed her feet and dragged her back inside and turned her on her back.
He kneeled next to her and forced his fist into her stomach. Zoey gasped and blood spilled from her mouth. “See how you like it” Cas said trembling. He removed his bloodstained hand and bent over to her face. “That’s for all the crap you did to me” He grabbed Zoey’s neck and snapped it. “And that’s for killing my best friend”
He dropped the head, which landed hard on the floor, and stood up. He wanted to leave, when he heard a door close.
Since there was no way any of them was going to get any sleep, they packed their bags and loaded the Impala. Dean placed himself behind the wheel, Sam sat next to him and Meg on the backseat.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. You didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. You didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
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.