The tiếp theo morning.
Cas was sitting up, a bandage wrapped around his chest. The door opened and Dean walked in. The guard wanted to close the door again, when Cas called him.
“Sir, would bạn mind staying here? I’m worried about my safety” he said. “The intention is to keep me from going anywhere. Best way of doing that is to stay here, so I don’t climb a window hoặc something”
The guard went standing tiếp theo to the door, his arms crossed.
Dean pulled a chair and sat tiếp theo to the bed. “How are bạn feeling?”
“I’m still hurting a little” Cas admitted.
“Can bạn tell me what happened?”...
continue reading...