Meg opened her eyes and looked at Sam an Dean, who were sitting at her bed. They were the last two people she had expected to see. She tried to sit up, but Sam gently pushed her down on the pillow.
“Don’t try to make any movements. You’re still a little weak” he said.
“I thought I was dead” Meg mumbled.
“You were close, but Anna healed you. She’s finally learned how to do it” Dean explained. He exchanged glances with Sam, before getting to the reason why they were there. “Meg, where is Cas?”
“I don’t know” Meg lied and she looked away.
“You were with him when he killed that woman and when he killed Heather” Sam continued. “When we arrived at Heather’s we only found te and Heather. No sign of Cas o Isabel. Our guess is that he took her somewhere. If te don’t speak up now, another innocent person is going to die”
Meg lifted her head up. “Cas’ targets are hardly innocent” she snapped with skipping voice. “They deserve what’s coming to them”
“He’s Lost his mind. He’s dangerous” Dean responded frustrated. “We need to lock him up and beat the crazy out of him”
“I don’t know where he is” Meg repeated.
“Don’t try to make any movements. You’re still a little weak” he said.
“I thought I was dead” Meg mumbled.
“You were close, but Anna healed you. She’s finally learned how to do it” Dean explained. He exchanged glances with Sam, before getting to the reason why they were there. “Meg, where is Cas?”
“I don’t know” Meg lied and she looked away.
“You were with him when he killed that woman and when he killed Heather” Sam continued. “When we arrived at Heather’s we only found te and Heather. No sign of Cas o Isabel. Our guess is that he took her somewhere. If te don’t speak up now, another innocent person is going to die”
Meg lifted her head up. “Cas’ targets are hardly innocent” she snapped with skipping voice. “They deserve what’s coming to them”
“He’s Lost his mind. He’s dangerous” Dean responded frustrated. “We need to lock him up and beat the crazy out of him”
“I don’t know where he is” Meg repeated.
Gerard got home from his work. He hung his cappotto on the rack and walked into the sitting room. He saw Zoey sitting in the couch, Scrivere something.
“Eh, what are te doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m Scrivere a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a secondo later she heard a snap.
“Eh, what are te doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m Scrivere a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a secondo later she heard a snap.