Isabel was in hearing room two asking domande to a suspect in a murder case, when the door opened and inspector Anderson appeared in the doorway.
“Chief needs to see you” Anderson detto deadly serious.
“I’m busy” Isabel detto distracted.
“It’s important” Anderson detto accenting his words.
Isabel sighed and stood up. She followed Anderson outside and locked the door. “What is this is about?” she asked, but Anderson walked her to the head bureau. He knocked and opened the door. “You didn’t have to escort me” Isabel detto a little demeaning before she walked into the office. Two men in black Suits came to her and held up their badges.
“I’m inspector Sommers, that’s Inspector Smith” Sommers detto and he put his badge away. He picked up a plastic, transparent bag with a small, rectangle card. “Do te recognize this?”
“Yeah, of course” Isabel detto irritated. “There’s a bunch of them lying on my desk. Why, what’s going on?”
“Lucy Dickinson was murdered last night. I’ll spare te the details, but she had this card in her bag” Sommers said.
“I heard about that poor woman. Her insides were torn out. I feel sorry for her family, but I didn’t do it. And besides, it happened in Montana, while I was here, in Colorado. My boyfriend can confermare that” Isabel detto calm. There was absolutely no way for her to panick, she didn’t have anything to do with this murder. o any murder, for that matter.
“Well, let’s hope he can” Sommers said.
“Can I be dismissed? I have work to do” Isabel said. Chief Barnes signed with his hand and Isabel left. Once she was outside she conjured her phone and dialed a number.
“I want a lista of all the people who dined at the Nite Owl Restaurant in Colombia Falls last night”
Something really messed up was going on and her police instinct screamed to her it had something to do with that Castiel dude. She was going to find out what it was.
“Chief needs to see you” Anderson detto deadly serious.
“I’m busy” Isabel detto distracted.
“It’s important” Anderson detto accenting his words.
Isabel sighed and stood up. She followed Anderson outside and locked the door. “What is this is about?” she asked, but Anderson walked her to the head bureau. He knocked and opened the door. “You didn’t have to escort me” Isabel detto a little demeaning before she walked into the office. Two men in black Suits came to her and held up their badges.
“I’m inspector Sommers, that’s Inspector Smith” Sommers detto and he put his badge away. He picked up a plastic, transparent bag with a small, rectangle card. “Do te recognize this?”
“Yeah, of course” Isabel detto irritated. “There’s a bunch of them lying on my desk. Why, what’s going on?”
“Lucy Dickinson was murdered last night. I’ll spare te the details, but she had this card in her bag” Sommers said.
“I heard about that poor woman. Her insides were torn out. I feel sorry for her family, but I didn’t do it. And besides, it happened in Montana, while I was here, in Colorado. My boyfriend can confermare that” Isabel detto calm. There was absolutely no way for her to panick, she didn’t have anything to do with this murder. o any murder, for that matter.
“Well, let’s hope he can” Sommers said.
“Can I be dismissed? I have work to do” Isabel said. Chief Barnes signed with his hand and Isabel left. Once she was outside she conjured her phone and dialed a number.
“I want a lista of all the people who dined at the Nite Owl Restaurant in Colombia Falls last night”
Something really messed up was going on and her police instinct screamed to her it had something to do with that Castiel dude. She was going to find out what it was.
Cas beached on the street, far away from Rufus’ cabin. He wasn’t sure how to feel. He was angry, because Dean wouldn’t listen to him. Dean always thought he knew everything better. He was disappointed, because Dean had no faith in him at all.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t te hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t te recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he detto breathless. “How did te find me? What are te doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need te to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t te hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t te recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he detto breathless. “How did te find me? What are te doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need te to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
Meg opened the door of a motel room and helped Cas inside. She guided him to the single letto and put him down. She gently pushed him down and he opened his eyes a little. She walked to the bathroom and dampened a towel.
She walked back into the room and sank down on the bed. Unlike Meg’s Cas’ clothes hadn’t been restored. Meg opened the ruined and bloodstained hospital camicia and dabbed his wounds with the towel.
Cas groaned from pain.
“You don’t have to do this” he detto weak. “I will heal eventually”
“I know” Meg detto absent-minded. She stared at Cas’ body. Even with all the cuts he still looked…jumpable.
“But thanks for the gesture” Cas detto with a weak smile.
Meg continued nursing his injuries. “You know” she said. “If I was still human, I’d fall for you”
Cas gave her another weak smile, before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
She walked back into the room and sank down on the bed. Unlike Meg’s Cas’ clothes hadn’t been restored. Meg opened the ruined and bloodstained hospital camicia and dabbed his wounds with the towel.
Cas groaned from pain.
“You don’t have to do this” he detto weak. “I will heal eventually”
“I know” Meg detto absent-minded. She stared at Cas’ body. Even with all the cuts he still looked…jumpable.
“But thanks for the gesture” Cas detto with a weak smile.
Meg continued nursing his injuries. “You know” she said. “If I was still human, I’d fall for you”
Cas gave her another weak smile, before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
“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 as 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 domande 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 domanda her competence as an inspector again. She cuffed Meg’s hand 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 domande 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 domanda her competence as an inspector again. She cuffed Meg’s hand 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 te were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could te get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless te do something. Personally, I don’t care if te killed that man o 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 te do the right thing, then I guarantee te Dean and I will never try to kill te again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do te want me to do?” she asked.
“Anna told me te were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could te get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a sicuro, cassetta di sicurezza distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless te do something. Personally, I don’t care if te killed that man o 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 te do the right thing, then I guarantee te Dean and I will never try to kill te again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do te want me to do?” she asked.
