Dean was wandering through the aisles of the police station. He had no idea where to find Cas, but fortunately a helpful police officer walked his direction.
“What are you doing here? You can’t just walk around here” he said a little mad.
“Yeah, I’m looking for Castiel Novak. They said it was okay, but now I’m kind of lost” Dean explained.
The officer sighed. “Actually Castiel Novak isn’t allowed to have prisoners” he started. “But since he’s being transferred tomorrow morning, I suppose it can’t hurt”
The officer explained where Cas’ cell was. “Usually we bring the prisoner to the visiting room, but in Novak’s case, we’d prefer to keep him behind bars as long as possible” He walked Dean around a few corners and then finally stopped at an aisle.
“Go ahead” he nodded. “I’ll be staying here. Please, make it quick. I’m breaking a lot of rules here” Dean promised he’d hurry and he ran through the aisle until he found the cell Cas was locked in. Cas was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall, his legs stretched and his head hanging sideward. He looked really pale and he sweated.
“Cas?” Dean whispered.
Cas didn’t react.
“Cas!” Dean called. When Cas maintained his lifeless position Dean turned to the police officer. “I think something’s wrong”
The officer walked to the cell and opened it.
“Get up, Novak. You’re friend’s here” he said and he kicked Cas’ leg softly. Cas still didn’t show any sign of life and so the officer kneeled. “Novak, stop playing games” he said sharp and threatening.
Cas slowly opened his eyes.
“What happened?” he asked weak.
“That’s what I’d like to know” Dean replied obvious.
“Dean” Cas smiled breathless. “You came” He frowned and he touched his belly. When he withdrew his hands they were covered in blood.
“What the hell?” Dean slightly panicked.
The officer lifted up Cas’ shirt and revealed an image one doesn’t get to see every day. Cas’ entire upper body was pierced with razor blades.
“What are you doing here? You can’t just walk around here” he said a little mad.
“Yeah, I’m looking for Castiel Novak. They said it was okay, but now I’m kind of lost” Dean explained.
The officer sighed. “Actually Castiel Novak isn’t allowed to have prisoners” he started. “But since he’s being transferred tomorrow morning, I suppose it can’t hurt”
The officer explained where Cas’ cell was. “Usually we bring the prisoner to the visiting room, but in Novak’s case, we’d prefer to keep him behind bars as long as possible” He walked Dean around a few corners and then finally stopped at an aisle.
“Go ahead” he nodded. “I’ll be staying here. Please, make it quick. I’m breaking a lot of rules here” Dean promised he’d hurry and he ran through the aisle until he found the cell Cas was locked in. Cas was sitting on the ground, leaning against the wall, his legs stretched and his head hanging sideward. He looked really pale and he sweated.
“Cas?” Dean whispered.
Cas didn’t react.
“Cas!” Dean called. When Cas maintained his lifeless position Dean turned to the police officer. “I think something’s wrong”
The officer walked to the cell and opened it.
“Get up, Novak. You’re friend’s here” he said and he kicked Cas’ leg softly. Cas still didn’t show any sign of life and so the officer kneeled. “Novak, stop playing games” he said sharp and threatening.
Cas slowly opened his eyes.
“What happened?” he asked weak.
“That’s what I’d like to know” Dean replied obvious.
“Dean” Cas smiled breathless. “You came” He frowned and he touched his belly. When he withdrew his hands they were covered in blood.
“What the hell?” Dean slightly panicked.
The officer lifted up Cas’ shirt and revealed an image one doesn’t get to see every day. Cas’ entire upper body was pierced with razor blades.
Dean and Sam were in the waiting room of the hospital, both drinking coffee. There was no way any of them could sleep now.
Kevin and Alexia entered the hospital. They had informed Anna about Cas’ disastrous acting and she had directed them to Sam and Dean.
“Hey” Kevin said. Sam looked up.
“Kevin! What are you doing here? I thought you were hiding from Crowley” Sam exclaimed hoarse. He was getting tired.
“Yeah, I was, but something came up” Kevin explained. He sat down next to Sam and Alexia next to Dean. “We had a little visit from our old friend Cas”
“You know where he is?” Dean asked urgent.
“Not anymore” Kevin commented. “He destroyed the tablets”
“He what?” Sam exclaimed surprised.
“He destroyed the tablets” Alexia repeated. “And then he took off. Anna went out looking for him, but she needs you two to get Meg to fess up. Get her to talk”
Kevin and Alexia entered the hospital. They had informed Anna about Cas’ disastrous acting and she had directed them to Sam and Dean.
“Hey” Kevin said. Sam looked up.
“Kevin! What are you doing here? I thought you were hiding from Crowley” Sam exclaimed hoarse. He was getting tired.
“Yeah, I was, but something came up” Kevin explained. He sat down next to Sam and Alexia next to Dean. “We had a little visit from our old friend Cas”
“You know where he is?” Dean asked urgent.
“Not anymore” Kevin commented. “He destroyed the tablets”
“He what?” Sam exclaimed surprised.
“He destroyed the tablets” Alexia repeated. “And then he took off. Anna went out looking for him, but she needs you two to get Meg to fess up. Get her to talk”
Heather’s upper body was covered with needles and each time Meg thought they’d reached the bottom the needles miraculously piled up.
Heather turned her head carefully to her ex-colleague. “Please, make him stop. I’ve done nothing wrong” she cried quietly.
“You made me a drugs addict” Cas reminded her. “I bashed my own head against a toilet and I almost got Meg killed, because of your needles”
“I’m sorry” Heather said weak. “I just wanted to help you, I swear”
Cas grabbed another needle and drove it in her thy, making Heather moan, which made Meg shiver.
“Don’t you think that’s enough?” she said careful.
“No” Cas snapped back. “It’ll be enough when there are no more needles left”
“But they keep piling up!” Meg exclaimed.
“They’ll stop piling up when the whore’s death” Cas clarified.
Meg shook her head in horror. “What has gotten into you?”
Heather turned her head carefully to her ex-colleague. “Please, make him stop. I’ve done nothing wrong” she cried quietly.
“You made me a drugs addict” Cas reminded her. “I bashed my own head against a toilet and I almost got Meg killed, because of your needles”
“I’m sorry” Heather said weak. “I just wanted to help you, I swear”
Cas grabbed another needle and drove it in her thy, making Heather moan, which made Meg shiver.
“Don’t you think that’s enough?” she said careful.
“No” Cas snapped back. “It’ll be enough when there are no more needles left”
“But they keep piling up!” Meg exclaimed.
“They’ll stop piling up when the whore’s death” Cas clarified.
Meg shook her head in horror. “What has gotten into you?”