Castiel

“Please tell me bạn didn’t kill them” Sam said, knowing better.
“I wish” Meg mumbled in reply. “I was still a demon when I killed Paul and he was working on Cas’ case, so I had to do something. And Heather had sex with Cas. Well, actually it’s the other way around”
“You killed Heather because Cas was banging her and bạn turned Cas in because he kissed Dean. I would say you’re jealous” Sam noted, with a whiff of guilty pleasure.
Someone banged the door. “Meg Masters, come outside hoặc we will come in”
“You have to go” Sam đã đưa ý kiến quickly and he pulled Meg up. “Okay,...

Meg sat tiếp theo to Cas while he was driving Isabel’s car, though she didn’t know that.
“How did bạn get in my room?” she asked slightly nervous.
“What do bạn mean?” Cas asked distracted.
“You appeared out of nowhere. I want to know how bạn did it” Meg insisted.
“Anna helped me” Cas shrugged, hoping that would explain it all to his partner in crime. However, it didn’t.
“Anna?” she frowned. “No. No, Anna wouldn’t have left bạn alone with me. She’s been tracking bạn down since bạn left Sam and Dean to go on a murder spree”
Cas cast her a furious glance and for a moment...

Meg pressed the chuông, bell of a big, fancy house. Whoever owned the place was eager to meet her, because Meg had barely withdraw her finger when the door opened.
“Good evening, bạn must be April” the man said. “Come in” He stepped aside and Meg entered. She took of her áo, áo khoác and the man swallowed. She was wearing a little black dress with a deep décolleté and the dress barely covered her butt.
“Eh…can I offer bạn a drink?” the man suggested.
“No” Meg refused. She wanted this to get over with. “Can we just get to it?”
“Yeah, of course” the man agreed. “My name is Brad,...

Meg was standing in front of a modern looking building. She pressed the intercom tiếp theo to the door.
“Yes?” a female voice answered and Meg recognized it.
“Good evening, …ma’am” Meg said. Politeness was something new to her. “We met this afternoon, outside the temp job office. bạn đã đưa ý kiến bạn might have work for me”
A short silence followed.
“Of course” the woman đã đưa ý kiến slowly. “Why don’t come in? Just up the stairs” The woman hung up and a buzzing sound was heard. Meg pushed the door open and walked up the white stairs which was right in front of her.
Upstairs the woman was...

Dean entered the café Cas had left an giờ ago. Cas had called him bởi using speed dial, but then his phone dropped and all he could hear was a struggle and someone saying ‘I know you’
Dean had looked almost everywhere. He had been asking for him in eat café’s, restaurants, coffee shops, while he tried getting him on the phone.
He walked to the bar and tapped on it.
“Good evening, I’m looking for someone. A man, tall, dark hair, wears a trench coat” Dean described Cas.
The barkeeper, who knew who Dean was talking about, peeked at the three men who had returned. Then he turned back...

Cas appeared inside a mansion, holding his two victims tightly. The owner of the house stood up from his ghế, chỗ ngồi and looked shocked at the intruder.
“What, in heaven’s name, do bạn think you’re doing?” the older man asked furious.
Cas pushed the men on the floor and walked steady to the man. Before the man could do so much as blink, Cas grabbed his neck and snapped it. Then he walked back to the others, grabbed their collars and dragged them to the basement.
He chained them up on their wrists and a few giây later they were hanging on the ceiling. He searched their pockets and conjured...

Meg staggered alongside the walls in the hospital. She held her left hand against her side and with her right hand she sought support. She had to find that idiot of an angel. She had listened to her voicemail and she figured he’d be here. It was at least worth a shot. She saw a door opening near the end of the aisle. Dean came out of the room and looked her way. Meg quickly rotated her head and Dean walked passed her. Meg accelerated her steps as much as possible, leaving a trail and entered the room Dean had just left.
“What the fuck did bạn do?” she exclaimed.
“Meg!” Cas jumped...

Meg was standing hesitantly on her front porch. It was the first she’d come here after Cas’ death. It had been sealed until now, so she had been forced to stay with the brothers. Sam had been nice to her, but Dean had constantly shot her angry looks.
“You want me to go inside with you?” Anna offered.
Meg shook her head. “No, I can do this. It’s just a house” she convinced herself, but her feet refuse obedience.
Anna took Meg’s arm and flew them inside. Meg looked around. Nothing had changed. There were Crowley’s ashes on the floor and even Cas’ vomit.
“I’ll clean up...