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Sam and Dean had gone to the cafeteria of the hospital to get a quick bite, before they returned to Cas.
In the meantime Cas had time to regret his words. He wished he hadn’t sent Meg away, he wished he hadn’t given permission to get rid of the necklace, he wished he could pull out all threads on his body, so they’d stop making him crazy.
“Do I look like a genie to you?”
Cas looked up. “Who are you?”
“I think you know that” the girl said secretive. “Let me give you a hint. Your girlfriend Meg once gave me a cassette tape. She told me to play it on your wedding day. And then everyone could hear how Meg gave you a blowjob”
Cas widened his eyes. That was impossible!
“Alexia?”
“Hello, uncle Cas” Alexia greeted him.
“How did you? I mean, last time…” Cas stammered surprised.
“Yeah, well, they needed me and so they made me a few years older” Alexia explained.
“They?” Cas asked confused.
“Yeah, they. Up there. Your former bosses” Alexia answered. “Either way, with my parents gone and aunty Daphne being killed, they figured someone had to take care of me. And they needed me now, not in ten years”
“Why? What business do you have with them?” Cas wanted to know now.
Alexia didn’t answer right away, as she was looking for a way to tell him.
“Remember when I said I knew you’re a good person? And at the court, when I said you were an angel?”
“Yeah”
“Those where things I knew by looking inside your heart” Alexia continued. “It’s one of my abilities as a prophet”
“You’re a prophet?” Cas exclaimed.
“You shouldn’t be able to react like that” Alexia noted. “You shouldn’t even be able to talk”
She’s on to something, Cas thought hopeful, please, keep guessing.
“You need to get of the medication” Alexia realized and she pulled all threads out of Cas’ body.
“What did you do that for?” Cas asked angry. “How am I supposed to get better now?”
“You’ll get better if you stay away from the meds” Alexia promised, before she disappeared.
Dean opened the door of Cas and Meg’s house and whistled when he entered the fancy hallway. “Wow” he said. “You sure you don’t need an extra room mate to fill in the space?”
“We have plenty bedrooms” Cas replied. Dean turned around and raised his eyebrows. “I was joking”
“Oh” Cas said soft, looking away. He felt something soft in his back and stepped aside; Sam was passing through with his luggage.
“Where can I drop these?” he asked, lifting the bags.
“Here” Cas answered. He tried to scratch his neck again, but Dean grabbed his hand. “Aaahh!” Cas exclaimed...
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Cas was sitting up in his hospital bed. There was a bandage around his neck and his hands and feet were bandaged. Dean, Sam, Jo and Meg were sitting around the bed.
“This picture is starting to get too familiar” Cas said grumpy. He lifted up his hand and tried to scratch his neck, but didn’t really succeed.
Meg took his hand and cast him an approaching look.
“What? It itches. You didn’t get stabbed by a piece of a mirror” Cas muttered.
“Don’t be such a baby” Meg reproached him.
“I almost died in that maze” Cas defended himself upset.
“So did I, but you don’t hear me complaining”...
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Cas and Meg reached the surface of the pool and Meg held her breath. She had forgotten how good Cas looked when he was all…wet. Cas took advantage of her inability to speak.
“I’m really sorry for everything I’ve said to you today” he began. “I never meant to say those things. I was thinking something, but what came out was the exact opposite. And then Balthazar said he and Kevin had put up a plan to kill you and I knew it was a setup, but I just had to come”
“Doesn’t matter” Meg said fast. “Let’s get out of here” she suggested. She freed herself and swum to the edge,...
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Jo and Meg were in Cas’ room, packing Cas’ bags. Meg threw all his stuff in the bags, but Jo pulled them out again.
“You have to fold them or they’ll never fit in” Jo reproached her. Actually she was just trying to buy some time. “You know, I really thought something was going on between the two of you”
“Why? Because we both turned human at the same time? I hate him for that” Meg replied.
“I think you just hate the fact that you can’t shut off your emotions now” Jo said wisely.
“Why are you doing this? I killed you and your mom. Why are you trying to help me?” Meg...
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Balthazar looked around. He was standing on an open field, after he had been summoned.
“Did you come alone? Or should I expect that bossy ginger to pop up, too?” Kevin shouted.
“What do you need me for?” Balthazar wanted to know.
“The question is, what do you need me for” Kevin commented. “See, I have been watching you trying to waste Castiel and I have seen you fail over and over again. Well, your methods suck, even you have to admit that”
“I’m not really in the mood for an analysis of how much I suck at killing my brother” Balthazar replied, slightly sarcastic.
“That’s...
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Jo caught Meg sitting on the rest room floor, her head on her knees. Jo had never thought it possible, but for a moment she took pity on the former demon.
Meg looked up the moment Jo made a step towards her.
“Who was that?” Jo asked, referring to the other blonde girl.
“Some chick who thinks she has all the answers to all the questions” Meg answered while she got up, using the wall as support. She frowned and lay her hand on her side. Kevin had hit her on the exact same spot he had attacked her with the angel powers.
“You okay? You need a doctor?” Jo asked.
Meg shook her head. “No,...
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As she walked outside she bumped into Dean. “Oh, you’re back” she noticed indifferent. “He’s awake” she filled the brothers in. “He’s your problem now. I’m out” She pushed Sam aside and walked away.
“Are we allowed to go in?” Sam wondered, pointing at the door. “I mean, all of us?”
“Why don’t you two go first, then I’ll go find Meg” Jo suggested.
“Why?” Dean asked.
“Because she seems upset” Jo answered obvious.
“So?” Dean shrugged uncaring. Jo rolled her eyes. “Some guys…” she muttered between her teeth, before taking off.
Dean opened the door...
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Cas opened his eyes and rolled them to left. Meg was sitting next to his bed. He looked down and noticed he was holding something in his hand. He rolled his eyes to the right and saw the machines and the perfusion leading some kind of fluid medication into his veins. He frowned and tried to pull all threads out of his body.
“No, Cas, don’t do that” Meg tried to stop him. “You have to get better”
Meg didn’t understand. Medication or drugs was what triggered it. He wasn’t himself when he took them.
Cas opened his mouth to explain, but something entirely different was said.
“Get...
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Heather supported Meg as they walked to the ICU. As soon as they headed for the door, the guard stepped closer to them.
“I cannot let you pass” he said strict. “Not unless you’re close family”
Meg looked desperate at Heather who pulled her shoulders. Meg looked back at the guard. She couldn’t believe what she was going to say, but she did anyway.
“I’m his girlfriend”
“Five minutes” the guard said and he opened the door. Heather let go of Meg; she knew she had to stay outside. The guard closed the door behind Meg and Heather walked to wall and leaned against it.
Meg shuffled...
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“What was it?” Meg asked sharp, forcing Cas to look at her by grabbing his shoulders. “What did Heather give you? If it’s something dangerous…You know medicine can kill you, don’t you? If you take too much of it”
Cas freed himself and turned around. “Yes, I know that. I am not stupid” he snapped, while he rubbed his fingers. “I don’t know what Heather gave me. All I know is that the pain is gone and isn’t that exactly what we wanted?”
“Well, if you don’t know then I guess I’ll have to ask someone who does” Meg replied cold. She turned around and wanted to leave...
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Meg took a bite from the waffle and frowned. “Did you put chocolate in it?” she asked, looking up at Cas.
“Yeah, Anna told me you liked it as a human and since you’re human again…” Cas explained. “I wanted to do something nice for you”
“Hmm” Meg said, taking another bite from her waffle. “Seems to me that you’re trying to make up for something”
Cas bit his lip and sat down. He took Meg’s hand. “Yeah, I’ve been…quite a jerk to you yesterday. But…the pain…it was really bad” he tried to explain.
Meg pulled her hand away. “Yeah, I get it” she answered a...
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The next morning.
Cas opened the door of his bedroom and saw Meg sitting on the floor, sleeping. He bent through his knees and picked her up. He carried her through the hallway and walked into her room. There he lay her down on the bed and covered her with the sheets. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead. Then he turned around and left, going back to his room. He took the sheets and rolled them in a ball, taking them downstairs to the laundry. He had no idea how to work with a washer, but there was a manual, so maybe if he’d read extra careful, he might figure it out.
It took him five...
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Cas was sitting on the hospital table and the doctor was doing some basic examinations. Checking his eyes, checking his ears, checking his throat, taking his blood pressure, listening to his heart.
“Seems all very normal, Mr. Novak” Dr. Spencer said. “So, you’re not feeling very well” he continued and he was going to say more, when Cas interrupted him.
“Do you think I’d be here if I were feeling good?” he snapped demeaning.
“Cas!” Meg hissed between her teeth. “Don’t be such a jerk”
“We’re not supposed to be here” Cas objected hostile. “Anna gave us the specific...
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Cas scribbled up and walked to the bed where he sat down. Meg walked to him and also sat down. “Let me see” she said soft and she reached for the buttons on his shirt, but Cas pulled away.
“It’s just a scratch” he objected.
“Don’t be ridiculous” Meg replied and she opened the buttons. She shoved the shirt over his shoulders and then went sitting behind him so she could take a good look at the wound. “It’s not that deep. I think I can stitch it myself” She stood from the bed and looked around. “If I were a needle and a thread, where would I be?” She took a deep breath....
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Meg was sleeping on the couch. She was so bored she had fallen asleep. She abruptly woke up when someone was banging the door and she had to get up.
“What?” she asked grumpy when she saw Anna standing in the doorway.
“Can I come in?” she asked as she entered the motel room. Meg raised her eyebrows as she closed the door. “We need to talk” Anna said casual. “You probably wonder why I didn’t fly into your motel room”
“Not really, no” Meg commented slowly. “What do we have to talk about?” she asked slightly nervous. Now that she was a human, angels really scared the crap...
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Stefan looked around him. Rebekah had brought him to a party for which they weren’t invited. But she had used her charms to have the owner of the house to invite them in. “What are we doing here?”
“Doing groceries” Rebekah replied. She let her eyes glide over the guests as if she was comparing products.
“I have blood bags” Stefan said. Rebekah gave him a disgusted look. “I’m not eating deep fried food. I prefer it to be fresh. Sure you agree”
“Blood is blood” Stefan said.
“There” Rebekah pointed at the corner left from Stefan. “He looks yummy”
“Rebekah” Stefan...
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Sam was sitting at Dean’s death bed, when the door opened and Ellen walked in. Sam was lost in grief, so he didn’t hear her. It wasn’t until she lay her hand on his shoulder that he looked up.
“Ellen?” he said confused. He hadn’t thought about calling anyone, so why was she here? “Did Cas call you?” he asked, though he knew that couldn’t be the case.
“No” Ellen said numb. “I had to be here” Then, with a little more strength in her voice, she said: “That bitch shot my daughter”
“What?” Sam exclaimed while getting up. “Well, where is she? Is she going to be okay?”...
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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...
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Sam was back at Rufus’ cabin. He walked back to the table where he lit the three candles. He picked up the knife and cut his arm. The blood dripped in the bowl that was still standing in the center of the table. He struck a match a threw it in the bowl and the flames rose up.
At first nothing happened.
“Crowley, get down here! Before I get angry!” Sam yelled furious.
“Alright, alright, don’t lose your head” Crowley said. He appeared behind Sam and Sam quickly turned around. Crowley looked at his watch. “I give you two minutes. Make them count”
“Where’s Dean?” Sam asked insisting....
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Cas sank down on the bed. How was he supposed to find this Macky-person if he didn’t know where he lived or how he looked? Why didn’t Daphne ask the address? She must’ve been really upset with him.
He walked downstairs, just in time to see Daphne throwing the waffles in the garbage bin. “What are you doing? Meg made those waffles for me…and you”
Daphne looked up. “And we all know what happens when Meg starts handing out food. Have you forgotten what happened to Zoey and me?” she snapped.
“I’m sorry” Cas said soft. “I’m going to find that man. Will you be okay, here?”...
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