Cas appeared inside a mansion, holding his two victims tightly. The owner of the house stood up from his sede, sedile and looked shocked at the intruder.
“What, in heaven’s name, do te 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 secondi later they were hanging on the ceiling. He searched their pockets and conjured their phones. He smashed them against the wall. Then he found their wallets. He took their money and put it in his own pocket. He read their ID’s.
“Marcus and Frederik” he read aloud. He dropped the ID’s and walked to Marcus. He conjured an Angel sword and Marcus started moaning.
“Please” he cried. “Don’t kill me…I didn’t do anything”
“You didn’t help me, either” Cas replied bitter, placing the point of the sword against his chest. “But you’re right. te didn’t do anything. te just made sure I couldn’t run”
“I’m really sorry” Marcus wept.
“And I believe you” Cas detto slowly and he heard a very soft sigh of relief. “Which is why I’m going to mostra te mercy” He drove the sword through his cuore and blood spilled from his mouth. Frederik turned his head to Marcus, then to Cas.
“I thought te were going to mostra him mercy” he detto terrified.
“I did” Cas smiled and he walked towards Frederik. He placed the sword against his stomach. “You’ll wish te were him once I’m done with you” He drove the sword through his stomach, ignoring Frederik’s cries.
“What, in heaven’s name, do te 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 secondi later they were hanging on the ceiling. He searched their pockets and conjured their phones. He smashed them against the wall. Then he found their wallets. He took their money and put it in his own pocket. He read their ID’s.
“Marcus and Frederik” he read aloud. He dropped the ID’s and walked to Marcus. He conjured an Angel sword and Marcus started moaning.
“Please” he cried. “Don’t kill me…I didn’t do anything”
“You didn’t help me, either” Cas replied bitter, placing the point of the sword against his chest. “But you’re right. te didn’t do anything. te just made sure I couldn’t run”
“I’m really sorry” Marcus wept.
“And I believe you” Cas detto slowly and he heard a very soft sigh of relief. “Which is why I’m going to mostra te mercy” He drove the sword through his cuore and blood spilled from his mouth. Frederik turned his head to Marcus, then to Cas.
“I thought te were going to mostra him mercy” he detto terrified.
“I did” Cas smiled and he walked towards Frederik. He placed the sword against his stomach. “You’ll wish te were him once I’m done with you” He drove the sword through his stomach, ignoring Frederik’s cries.
Since there was no way any of them was going to get any sleep, they packed their bags and loaded the Impala. Dean placed himself behind the wheel, Sam sat successivo to him and Meg on the backseat.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. te didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. te didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
Cas was lying on the bed, his head on Meg’s lap. Anna was also in the room, after Sam had summoned her. There was only one thing left to do. Anna would have to read Cas to see if he was being possessed.
“Are te sure te want to do this?” Anna asked soft. Usually she wasn’t so reluctant, but this wasn’t just anyone. This was Cas, her brother. She didn’t want to hurt him.
Cas nodded and Anna came closer to him. She placed her hand on his belly and looked at Meg. “Distract him” she detto and she stuck her hand inside Cas’ stomach.
Cas gasped and immagini of Zoey tearing his insides out flashed before his eyes. Meg took his hand and he clenched her fingers. It hurt, but Meg didn’t pull away.
After a minuto Anna withdrew her hand.
“He’s not being possessed” she said.
“What? But that’s impossible” Meg replied astonished.
“He’s not being possessed, Meg” Anna repeated, almost apologizing. And without another word she left the room.
“Are te sure te want to do this?” Anna asked soft. Usually she wasn’t so reluctant, but this wasn’t just anyone. This was Cas, her brother. She didn’t want to hurt him.
Cas nodded and Anna came closer to him. She placed her hand on his belly and looked at Meg. “Distract him” she detto and she stuck her hand inside Cas’ stomach.
Cas gasped and immagini of Zoey tearing his insides out flashed before his eyes. Meg took his hand and he clenched her fingers. It hurt, but Meg didn’t pull away.
After a minuto Anna withdrew her hand.
“He’s not being possessed” she said.
“What? But that’s impossible” Meg replied astonished.
“He’s not being possessed, Meg” Anna repeated, almost apologizing. And without another word she left the room.