A few hours later Evan was back home. He was in his study working on his strategy to get Erin out of jail. He know he couldn’t defend her himself, but that didn’t mean he couldn’t give Daniel a hand. His computer was on and a word document was opened. He’d already typed in a large text when suddenly it got deleted and a message in big letters appeared instead.
I AM DEAD!
Evan deleted the message and recovered his original article. Erin sighed frustrated, but Evan didn’t see nor hear her. She walked to the radio and played a song. Evan frowned when he recognized the song. It was the...

"I'm the one who gripped bạn tight and raised bạn from Perdition." (4x01)

"You should hiển thị me some respect. I dragged bạn out of hell. I can throw bạn back in." (4x02)

"Uriel's the funniest Angel in the garrison. Ask anyone." (4x16)

"Do bạn think the armies of heaven have nothing better to do but follow bạn around?" (4x22)

(Into cell phone) "This isn't funny Dean, the voice says I'm almost out of minutes!" (5x04)

"I shouldn't be here, this is a den of iniquity!" (5x03)

Castiel's Voicemail Machine: "I... I don't understand... Why do bạn want me to say my name?" (5x16)

"Hey, Ass-Butt!" (5x22)

"I suggest...

Dean parked his car in front of Evan’s house. Sam had convinced Dean to get over himself and help Evan with his ghost problem. They walked to the house and saw a body covered in bruises and blood. They forced the door open and entered the house. “Evan Trumble!” Dean called while he and Sam snuck through the hallway.
The phòng bếp, nhà bếp and living room were a wreckage. Sam kneeled and picked up a photograph. “Dean” he said. Dean turned around and looked at the picture. “Son of a bitch” he mumbled. They heard stumbling on the stairs and a couple of phút later Evan appeared in the living...

Ellen was washing up the glasses and Jo was cleaning the tables, when the door opened and Dean entered with a big smile. He wore his gun over his shoulder and nodded outside.
“Have bạn ever made deer for dinner?” he asked Ellen. Jo looked up upset. “You shot a deer?” she asked shocked. She put the dishes down and walked outside to the truck Dean had been driving since Cas’ death. She caressed the head of the dead deer.
“The Dean I know would’ve never killed a defenseless animal” she đã đưa ý kiến trembling. Dean had followed her outside.
“The Dean bạn know died along with Cas” he replied...

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?”...