Elena was leaning against the door trying to hear what was being said when Damon pushed the door open. Elena rubbed her temple and looked angry at Damon.
He frowned, then got the picture. “Sorry” he mumbled.
“Where’s Kat?” Elena informed.
“Gone” Damon said short. “She won’t bother to come here…ever”
Elena gave him a weird look, but decided not to ask any further. Not about Kat, anyway. “Was that Caroline? I thought I heard her voice”
“Yeah, but she’s gone too” Damon said.
“Why?” Elena asked.
“I sent her away” Damon said, avoiding Elena’s look.
Elena shook her head confused. “Why?” she asked again.
“You need to rest” Damon said avoiding. He bowed towards her and kissed her. He wanted to leave, but Elena grabbed his arm, forcing him to turn around again.
“I know you’re keeping something from me” she said fierce.
Damon pressed his lips together. “I can’t tell you. It would cloud your judgment” he said secretive.
“Well, it surely clouds your judgment” Elena commented with raised eyebrows. “I mean, if you’re sending people away for it”
“I have to go” Damon said.
“Sure you do” Elena said cold. “Make sure to drop by at Stefan. I’m concerned”
“Why?” Damon sighed.
“If Derek was right- and everything points in that direction- then Katherine and Rebekah compelled both of us. And we also know Rebekah is dating Stefan. You see where I’m getting at, right?” Elena said with a superior look.
“I’ll tell him to be careful” Damon said.
Elena shook her head in disbelief. “Are you serious? You need to go there and drag him out of there!” she said frustrated.
“Yeah, because he would do the same for me in a heartbeat” Damon replied sarcastic.
“Oh my God” Elena let out. “Seriously, let it go. Stefan was just a pawn in Bonnie’s master plan. He’s sorry. It’s about time you accept that and move on, because your melodramatic behavior is becoming a real drag”
Damon didn’t know what to say and thus turned his back on Elena and left. Elena ironed her hair in frustration. There was no way Damon was going to warn Stefan.
He frowned, then got the picture. “Sorry” he mumbled.
“Where’s Kat?” Elena informed.
“Gone” Damon said short. “She won’t bother to come here…ever”
Elena gave him a weird look, but decided not to ask any further. Not about Kat, anyway. “Was that Caroline? I thought I heard her voice”
“Yeah, but she’s gone too” Damon said.
“Why?” Elena asked.
“I sent her away” Damon said, avoiding Elena’s look.
Elena shook her head confused. “Why?” she asked again.
“You need to rest” Damon said avoiding. He bowed towards her and kissed her. He wanted to leave, but Elena grabbed his arm, forcing him to turn around again.
“I know you’re keeping something from me” she said fierce.
Damon pressed his lips together. “I can’t tell you. It would cloud your judgment” he said secretive.
“Well, it surely clouds your judgment” Elena commented with raised eyebrows. “I mean, if you’re sending people away for it”
“I have to go” Damon said.
“Sure you do” Elena said cold. “Make sure to drop by at Stefan. I’m concerned”
“Why?” Damon sighed.
“If Derek was right- and everything points in that direction- then Katherine and Rebekah compelled both of us. And we also know Rebekah is dating Stefan. You see where I’m getting at, right?” Elena said with a superior look.
“I’ll tell him to be careful” Damon said.
Elena shook her head in disbelief. “Are you serious? You need to go there and drag him out of there!” she said frustrated.
“Yeah, because he would do the same for me in a heartbeat” Damon replied sarcastic.
“Oh my God” Elena let out. “Seriously, let it go. Stefan was just a pawn in Bonnie’s master plan. He’s sorry. It’s about time you accept that and move on, because your melodramatic behavior is becoming a real drag”
Damon didn’t know what to say and thus turned his back on Elena and left. Elena ironed her hair in frustration. There was no way Damon was going to warn Stefan.
“It was me” Meg said. Sam had freed her from her prison and now she was going to free Cas of his. She had to promise Sam she wouldn’t try to get out until they were far gone. Because as soon as soon Cas was out they were going to hit the road an drive as far away as possible.
“I killed Jack and I killed Paul Morgan. Cas has nothing to do with it. I was trying to protect him. Jack was asking too many questions and Paul knew too much already. There were people trying to hurt Cas and I tried to give him a low profile. But it didn’t really work out. I don’t want a lawyer. I don’t want a trial. Just give me the maximum penalty and I’ll accept it”
Isabel stared at her, a little puzzled, but also thrilled. She got Jack and Paul’s killer. Now no one would question her competence as an inspector again. She cuffed Meg’s hands and brought her to a cell.
“I killed Jack and I killed Paul Morgan. Cas has nothing to do with it. I was trying to protect him. Jack was asking too many questions and Paul knew too much already. There were people trying to hurt Cas and I tried to give him a low profile. But it didn’t really work out. I don’t want a lawyer. I don’t want a trial. Just give me the maximum penalty and I’ll accept it”
Isabel stared at her, a little puzzled, but also thrilled. She got Jack and Paul’s killer. Now no one would question her competence as an inspector again. She cuffed Meg’s hands and brought her to a cell.
The door of Meg’s motel room opened and Meg stared at the door way. She was still stuck under the Key of Solomon.
“Anna told me you were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could you get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless you do something. Personally, I don’t care if you killed that man or not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If you do the right thing, then I guarantee you Dean and I will never try to kill you again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.
“Anna told me you were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could you get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless you do something. Personally, I don’t care if you killed that man or not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If you do the right thing, then I guarantee you Dean and I will never try to kill you again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.
The next morning.
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of bed and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, showing her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. You have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of bed and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, showing her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. You have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”