Zoey tapped Daphne’s arm reassuring. “Don’t be afraid. I won’t take you there” she promised. She took Daphne’s face in her hands. “I won’t take you there. Listen, why don’t you go take a nap? I’ll stay here to let Cas in. Gerard’s home, he can take care of Alex”
“Yeah, alright” Daphne said and she sniffed.
“Now, come one, away with those tears” Zoey said motherly. Daphne dried her eyes and smiled weak.
“I’m so lucky to have you” she sobbed.
Cas and Alexia were gone and Zoey was sitting at the kitchen table. Daphne’s handwritten book was lying open on a blank page and Zoey started writing.
When she had written one page, she closed the book and walked to the dresser. She opened the upper drawer and conjured a knife.
She walked upstairs to Daphne’s room. She walked to the bed and moved the sheets. Daphne was fast asleep and wouldn’t feel a thing. Zoey had drugged her with her own painkillers.
Zoey moved Daphne’s shirt up and placed the knife on her belly. She cut and dragged the knife over Daphne’s upper body.
“Yeah, alright” Daphne said and she sniffed.
“Now, come one, away with those tears” Zoey said motherly. Daphne dried her eyes and smiled weak.
“I’m so lucky to have you” she sobbed.
Cas and Alexia were gone and Zoey was sitting at the kitchen table. Daphne’s handwritten book was lying open on a blank page and Zoey started writing.
When she had written one page, she closed the book and walked to the dresser. She opened the upper drawer and conjured a knife.
She walked upstairs to Daphne’s room. She walked to the bed and moved the sheets. Daphne was fast asleep and wouldn’t feel a thing. Zoey had drugged her with her own painkillers.
Zoey moved Daphne’s shirt up and placed the knife on her belly. She cut and dragged the knife over Daphne’s upper body.
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.
One week later.
Heather was sitting by Meg’s bed. A week had gone by and Meg hadn’t opened her eyes once. The doctor had told her she was not in a coma, but just fast asleep. She would live. It was just a matter of time before she woke up.
Cas was less lucky. Someone had tried to kill him again, but fortunately there was a camera in the room and so the doctors could interfere just in time. Heather couldn’t help but wonder if keeping Cas alive wasn’t just extension of execution.
She felt something soft and cold on her arm and she looked down to see Meg’s finger moving.
“Meg?” she said.
Meg’s eyelids moved and slowly, but surely she opened them.
“Welcome back” Heather sighed relieved.
Meg tried to sit up, but Heather gently pushed her down again.
“Careful” she said. “I’ll go get a doctor” She hurried to the door and walked outside to call a doctor.
Heather was sitting by Meg’s bed. A week had gone by and Meg hadn’t opened her eyes once. The doctor had told her she was not in a coma, but just fast asleep. She would live. It was just a matter of time before she woke up.
Cas was less lucky. Someone had tried to kill him again, but fortunately there was a camera in the room and so the doctors could interfere just in time. Heather couldn’t help but wonder if keeping Cas alive wasn’t just extension of execution.
She felt something soft and cold on her arm and she looked down to see Meg’s finger moving.
“Meg?” she said.
Meg’s eyelids moved and slowly, but surely she opened them.
“Welcome back” Heather sighed relieved.
Meg tried to sit up, but Heather gently pushed her down again.
“Careful” she said. “I’ll go get a doctor” She hurried to the door and walked outside to call a doctor.
