One week later.
Dean, Sam and Meg were standing around a grave. Cas’ grave. After hours of interrogation the three of them had been released, but Cas’ corpse had been confiscated until now. There had been an autopsy and of course the police wanted to know where he’d get the burns. Sam, Dean and Meg had agreed on a story about self-defense and once the police had bought it they were free to go.
They heard loud voices and laughter. Sam turned around irritated and saw a gang of young people heading towards them. They had two bottles of booze with them. They stopped at the grave. One of them raised his bottle and spoke loudly: “Here’s to Castiel Novak. May his raping, murderous ass rot in Hell forever”
The next moment he lay on the ground. Both Sam and Dean had jumped on him and were working his face with their fists.
One of his friends picked up the bottle and smashed it against Cas’ grave. He grabbed Meg and held the broken bottle against her throat.
“Hey!”
Sam turned around and saw the danger Meg was in. “Dean, stop”
But Dean didn’t want to stop.
“Let go of him or your friend is dead” Meg’s attacker threatened.
“Meg isn’t my friend” Dean muttered. “My friend already is dead” But he stopped beating up the guy anyway. He stood and conjured his weapon. He aimed it at Meg’s attacker. “Let go of her”
The guy pushed Meg on the ground and joined his friends again. “Now, if I ever see any of you scumbags here again, I’m going to pull the trigger”
The gang quickly walked away.
“You shouldn’t have done that” Meg mumbled.
“What? Saving you?” Dean snapped. “Don’t flatter yourself. I didn’t do it for you. I did it for Cas”
Dean, Sam and Meg were standing around a grave. Cas’ grave. After hours of interrogation the three of them had been released, but Cas’ corpse had been confiscated until now. There had been an autopsy and of course the police wanted to know where he’d get the burns. Sam, Dean and Meg had agreed on a story about self-defense and once the police had bought it they were free to go.
They heard loud voices and laughter. Sam turned around irritated and saw a gang of young people heading towards them. They had two bottles of booze with them. They stopped at the grave. One of them raised his bottle and spoke loudly: “Here’s to Castiel Novak. May his raping, murderous ass rot in Hell forever”
The next moment he lay on the ground. Both Sam and Dean had jumped on him and were working his face with their fists.
One of his friends picked up the bottle and smashed it against Cas’ grave. He grabbed Meg and held the broken bottle against her throat.
“Hey!”
Sam turned around and saw the danger Meg was in. “Dean, stop”
But Dean didn’t want to stop.
“Let go of him or your friend is dead” Meg’s attacker threatened.
“Meg isn’t my friend” Dean muttered. “My friend already is dead” But he stopped beating up the guy anyway. He stood and conjured his weapon. He aimed it at Meg’s attacker. “Let go of her”
The guy pushed Meg on the ground and joined his friends again. “Now, if I ever see any of you scumbags here again, I’m going to pull the trigger”
The gang quickly walked away.
“You shouldn’t have done that” Meg mumbled.
“What? Saving you?” Dean snapped. “Don’t flatter yourself. I didn’t do it for you. I did it for Cas”
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.
The jury had made a decision and woman walked to the judge and gave him a piece of paper.
“To the question if Castiel abused Alexia Moore the jury finds him not guilty” the judge said.
“Yes!” Dean triumphed. He jumped up and walked quickly towards Cas.
Zoey took Alexia by the hand and walked down the aisle.
“Zoey, wait!” Daphne shouted desperate.
Zoey turned around.”Do you have any idea what you put me through? What you put Alex through? After everything I’ve done for you. Gerard killed himself, because of you! How many lives do you have to destroy, before you realize you’re the one who needs to be put away in a cell?”
Daphne grabbed Zoey’s arm. “Please, listen to me. I never meant to hurt you or Alex. I thought I was helping. Tell me how I can make it up”
Zoey jerked her arm. “Stay away from me and Alex. And if you even care a little about Cas, you stay away from him, too”
She turned around and walked away.
“To the question if Castiel abused Alexia Moore the jury finds him not guilty” the judge said.
“Yes!” Dean triumphed. He jumped up and walked quickly towards Cas.
Zoey took Alexia by the hand and walked down the aisle.
“Zoey, wait!” Daphne shouted desperate.
Zoey turned around.”Do you have any idea what you put me through? What you put Alex through? After everything I’ve done for you. Gerard killed himself, because of you! How many lives do you have to destroy, before you realize you’re the one who needs to be put away in a cell?”
Daphne grabbed Zoey’s arm. “Please, listen to me. I never meant to hurt you or Alex. I thought I was helping. Tell me how I can make it up”
Zoey jerked her arm. “Stay away from me and Alex. And if you even care a little about Cas, you stay away from him, too”
She turned around and walked away.
