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“Your résumé is extremely…blank” the man in the temp job office noticed as he looked at the paper Meg had được trao him. She had written it this morning. “You’ve worked as a nurse in a mental clinic for some weeks. Do bạn have a degree as a nurse?”
“Yeah” Meg nodded. “I should’ve brought it with me”
“Why don’t bạn go trang chủ and come back with your degree. Then, maybe, I can do something for you” the man said.
“All right” Meg answered and she got up. She turned around and left the office. She leaned against the tường and took a deep breath. She didn’t have a degree.
“Hey” a female voice đã đưa ý kiến soft and smoke swirled before Meg’s face. Meg looked up and saw a young woman standing in front of her. She was offering her a cigarette. Meg accepted it and took a haul.
“Let me guess. bạn don’t have the right references, only the sucky jobs are open and they’ll call bạn when they find something that fits you” the woman summed up.
“Speaking out of experience?” Meg asked as she took another haul. She took the cigarette out of her mouth and examined it. “What is this?”
“You like it?” the woman smirked. Then she became serious. “I think I can help bạn out. My husband and I own a company and we’re looking for some new personnel”
“What kind of company?” Meg asked uninterested, the joint pinched between her lips. The woman searched in her pockets and conjured a small card.
“Here’s my number and the address of our company. Give me a call hoặc come over whenever bạn want to” the woman said.
“And bạn really think this is something for me?” Meg asked examining the card.
“You’re a pretty girl” the woman said. “We could use someone like you”
Heather and Isabel were sitting at the phòng bếp, nhà bếp table, having a cup of coffee. Heather had insisted on wanting to know why exactly Isabel had been fired from the police department.
Isabel was about to reproach her cousin for her way of making money when the chuông, bell rang.
“I’ll get it” Heather đã đưa ý kiến fast, glad she wouldn’t have to comment. She walked to the door and was slightly surprised to see Cas in the doorway.
“Can I come in?” he asked.
“Yeah, sure” Heather đã đưa ý kiến and she stepped aside. She walked him to the kitchen. “Do bạn want some coffee?”
“No” Cas replied, looking straight...
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Meg had stayed behind in the hospital after Jo had advised her to get a checkup. She wasn’t injured like Cas, but she had still been in ice cold water and she had been in contact with electricity. So, a checkup wouldn’t hurt.
The doctor draw some blood.
“How long have bạn been feeling sick?” he asked.
“Since now, really” Meg answered in full honesty. “One moment I’m feeling fine, the tiếp theo I’m running off to the bathroom, puking my guts out”
“Do bạn get stressed easy?” the doctor asked.
“No” Meg responded. “I don’t know. I’m not really familiar with emotions”...
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Anna and Kevin were in the building Zoey had kept Cas hostage. It was sealed and trespassing would be penalized, but human laws didn’t exactly apply to the Angel and the prophet.
“You have the tablets” Anna concluded.
“Not all of them” Kevin corrected her. “Just the most valuable once”
“I have to say you’re quite of an actor” Anna said, with some admiration in her voice.
“It wasn’t all acting” Kevin replied. “In the beginning I thought Crowley really meant the best for me. I believed him when he đã đưa ý kiến he was looking out for my mother. But then I wanted to see her...
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The Impala was still parked on the same spot. Meg walked around the car and opened the trunk. She opened one of Cas’ bags and pulled out the first áo sơ mi she got her hands on. “Get in the car” she told Cas. “No, passenger seat” she added, when Cas wanted to step inside the driver’s seat. “You can’t drive like that”
She put herself behind the wheel. “I’m surprised bạn can drive at all” she mumbled.
“I can’t” Cas replied. He leaned backwards and closed his eyes.
“Keys?” Meg đã đưa ý kiến to herself, looking at the connection. “Keys” she answered her own câu hỏi as...
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The tiếp theo room was filled with fragments of mirrors and the closest fragment had something written on it. Cas made a step forwards and squeezed his eyes to read the tiny letters. It said: ‘Use the reflections in the fragments to find the two tablets.
“Great. Piece of cake” Cas mumbled sarcastic.
The fragments were very close to each other and so Cas lifted his left arm to protects his face, while the fragments cut in his sides, his shoulders, his legs, his arms and his chest.
He stopped after a few yards and carefully put his arm down. He examined the fragments around him, trying not to...
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Isabel braced herself before she opened the door to the police station. She hadn’t been here since the slaughtering a few weeks ago. Her superior had sent her on a vacation.
“Isabel, what are bạn doing here?” a man asked, as he looked up from his desk.
“Hi, Victor” Isabel greeted the man and she smiled weak. “I’m just…picking up a few things I forgot. Personal stuff” she explained as she walked to her office.
“Why didn’t bạn give us a call. We would’ve sent someone” Victor commented.
“I wanted to save bạn the trouble” Isabel shrugged and she entered her office....
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Meg opened the door of her house and kicked it open. She walked carefully inside and switched the light on. Heather followed her.
Cas was standing tiếp theo to the front door, the same dao, con dao clenched in his hand. He ran to Heather and jumped her.
Heather screamed and Meg quickly turned around.
“No, Cas, wait!” she yelled when Cas tried to stab Heather. “She’s here to help you. She can make the pain go away”
Cas let go of Heather and stared suspicious at Meg. “You’re lying” he said.
“The briefcase” Meg explained. “There’s a medicine in it. Heather can help you. Please, let...
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Meg banged the door of Heather’s studio. After what seemed like forever, the light in the hallway was switched on and Heather opened the door. She was wearing a grey dressing-gown, her hair was very messy and she rubbed her eyes.
“Meg? What are bạn doing here? Do bạn know what time it is?” Heather mumbled sleepy.
“I need your help. Can I come in?” Meg asked agitated and before Heather could decline she already entered. “You gave me something to get through my first night. It really helped and I was wondering…”
“If I have more? Of course I do, but couldn’t bạn wait until morning?...
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Meg had locked the door of her bedroom and sat down, leaning against it. Cas was sitting on the other side of the door.
“Meg, I’m really sorry for what just happened” Cas đã đưa ý kiến remorseful. “I don’t know why I’m saying those things hoặc doing those things. bạn know I’d never hurt bạn deliberately”
Meg let her head rest on her knees. She was going to kill Dean Winchester. This was his fault. He should’ve taken Cas with him. Then Cas could’ve taken his anger out on all the evil sons of a bitches out there.
“It’s the pain” Cas tried to explain himself. “You don’t know what...
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Meg was still sitting on the same spot when Céline drove Cas back to her. He had Mất tích the angry face, but he didn’t look happy either.
“And? Did they find out what’s wrong with you?” Meg asked a little annoyed, because Cas walked out of the wheelchair, to the tường and leaned against it.
“Ask the doc” Cas answered short.
“That bad?” Meg raised her eyebrows. And when the doctor joined them she turned to him. “What’s the problem? What did bạn see on those…scans?”
“That is the problem. We didn’t see anything” Dr. Spencer started.
“What?” Meg đã đưa ý kiến stunned.
“We...
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Meg dropped the paper-knife and hurried back to Cas. He was still conscious, but he looked very pale and he had trouble keeping his eyes open. Meg slapped him softly in the face to make sure he wouldn’t fall asleep.
“Get dressed” Anna said. She threw some clothes at Meg and then stepped to Cas. She bent through her knees and touched his forehead. “He’s burning up again”
“He’s getting sick again?” Meg asked, trying not to sound worried, while she put on the clothes had được trao her.
Anna nodded. “Apparently human life is very hard for him. Seems like he can’t take a lot”...
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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,...
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Meg was sitting in front of the mirror in the bathroom of Dorothy’s apartment. She was putting up makeup when the door opened and a woman came in.
“Hi” she đã đưa ý kiến as she walked towards her. “My name’s Heather” she introduced herself and she pulled a chair and sat down. “I hear it’s your first night. How are bạn feeling? Are bạn nervous?”
“No” Meg said. “Maybe, I don’t know”
“You’ve had sex before, right?” Heather checked.
“Yeah, of course” Meg responded.
“Okay” Heather đã đưa ý kiến relieved. “This is not a way to lose your virginity”
“Are bạn trying to give me some kind of pep talk?” Meg asked.
“Yes” Heather admitted. “And to give bạn this” She put something in Meg’s hands. Meg opened her hand and looked at the white pill. “To get bạn through your first night”
“I take it it’s not an aspirin” Meg đã bình luận sarcastically. She put the pill in her mouth and swallowed.
Anna was standing outside, waiting for Kevin to hiển thị up. She had called him and she knew he could hear her. So it was just a matter of time and good will until he answered her.
“I was wondering when you’d be reaching out” Kevin đã đưa ý kiến from behind the angel. Anna quickly turned around.
“Do bạn know why I’m here?” she asked.
“I have a suspicion” Kevin replied. “Does it involve a tablet?”
“You can keep the tablet, but bạn can’t stay with Crowley. It’s dangerous. Whatever he promised you, he’s lying about it. He’s a demon, the moment bạn cease to be of use, you’re...
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Crowley and Balthazar were standing opposite each other. Balthazar had summoned Crowley to have a one on one chat about Kevin.
“You must possess an incredible amount of nerve to meet me here on your own” Crowley đã đưa ý kiến mundane.
“We’re kind of short on angels” Balthazar replied. “I know your time’s precious, so is mine, so let me cut to the chase, shall I?”
“Please” Crowley answered uninterested.
“You have something that belongs to us” Balthazar started.
“You mean the tablet?” Crowley asked with raised eyebrows. “Or Kevin?”
“Both” Balthazar answered.
“And you...
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Meg opened the door of her motel room to let Cas in. Cas widened his eyes. “Did bạn paint your hair?” he asked, glaring at the blonde wisps on Meg’s head.
“No, I woke up like this” Meg replied sarcastically. “The correct term is ‘dye’, bởi the way” She walked back into the motel and Cas followed her.
“I like it. It’s shorter, but I like it” Cas đã đưa ý kiến and he reached for Meg’s hair, but she pulled away.
“So, eh, why are bạn here? I thought you’d moved back in with Dean and Sam” Meg asked casual, while she consciously tried to avoid looking at Cas. “You two lovebirds...
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One week later.

Whatever it was that had made Cas so ill, it looked like it was gone now. Anna had been right. He didn’t need their help. Still it had been terrifying for Sam and Dean to see their friend suffering like that and not being able to help.
But Cas’ condition had made Dean set a few things in motion. He and Sam had been to the city hall at night, when the place was empty, and Sam had broken into the computer to make some legal papers for Cas.
“This is your ID” Dean đã đưa ý kiến when he handed the ID card to Cas. “Your last name is Novak. Hope bạn don’t mind”
Cas accepted the...
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Sam opened the door to their motel room and then hurried back to Dean. They carried Cas inside and laid him on the bed.
“I’ll get something cold” Sam đã đưa ý kiến and he ran into the kitchen. Dean opened the upper buttons of Cas’ áo sơ mi as Sam came back with a cold and wet washcloth. He laid it on Cas’ forehead and Cas shivered.
“Cas?” Dean frowned scared, but Cas’ eyes remained shut. Dean looked helplessly at Sam.
“Maybe it’s the organs” Sam suggested. “You know, his kidneys hoặc his liver. Maybe his body can’t adjust to them very well”
“Then why didn’t he get sick before?...
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Dean, Cas and Sam were standing in an open field. There was a low tường at the end of the field and Sam had placed some cans on it.
Dean showed Cas how to prepare a gun and then made a few shots at the cans. He didn’t miss one.
“You’re really good at this” Cas đã đưa ý kiến admiring. Dean handed the weapon to him. “Your turn”, he said, when Sam had put the cans back and stepped away from the tường as far as possible. He didn’t really trust Cas with a gun.
Cas aimed the gun at the walls and fired and missed.
“I think bạn just killed a tree” Sam joked. “If I were you, I’d hide for...
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The tiếp theo morning.
Cas woke up on the đi văng of Meg’s motel. He slowly sat up and rubbed his eyes. Light shone through the curtains and Cas stood up and walked to them to open them. Dean’s Impala was parked across the street.
Meg ticked on the side windows of Dean’s car and Dean jumped up. He frowned and blinked to remember where he was. When he did, he turned the window down.
“What are bạn doing here so early?” Meg asked.
“What’s in the bag?” Dean nodded at the small paper bag Meg was holding in her right hand.
“Breakfast” Meg replied short.
“Thanks, bạn shouldn’t have”...
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