Zoey was walking down the Cibo department in the supermercato when she collided to someone.
“I’m sorry” the man apologized. He squeezed his eyes. “Zoey? Zoey Allen, is that you?”
Zoey rolled her eyes. “That has got to be the worst pick up line ever” she detto disdainful.
“You don’t recognize me?” the man asked.
“Of course I recognize you” Zoey detto contemptuously, while she threw some Cibo cans in her cart. “I’d recognize your dumbass face even if it were covered in…well, I’m sure te can think of something” She pushed her carrello forward, hoping this would be the end of the conversation. Unfortunately he followed her.
“Well, I was wondering…” he started, but Zoey cut him off.
“What do te want, Jack?” she snapped. She parked her carrello in the line to the checkout.
“Well, I was hoping you’d unisciti me for a coffee” Jack said.
“Promise you’ll leave me alone after that?” Zoey asked. Jack smirked. “Of course” he said, raising two fingers.
Ten minuti later they were both sitting in a coffee bar. Zoey sipped her coffee, shooting angry looks at her ex-boyfriend.
“How’s your sister?” Jack asked.
“Not interested in you, I can tell te that” Zoey detto sarcastic. Jack didn’t laugh and thus Zoey coughed. “She’s doing fine”
“She’s accepted what happened?” Jack asked.
“It’s still hard for her sometimes, but she’s getting better” Zoey said. “I think she might have a new life purpose”
“Really? Do tell” Jack detto with raised eyebrows.
“She met someone, a guy” Zoey explained. “He wasn’t exactly decent at first and the fact that he has no memory of who he is, doesn’t exactly make him trustworthy. But maybe I’m just being the overprotective big sister here”
Jack frowned. “This sounds interesting. te know, I could check him out. I can put his foto into our computer, see what the databank comes up with” he offered. “Where did your sister meet this guy?”
Zoey told him about the woods and how she had seen Cas walking out of the lake.
“Was he alone?” Jack asked.
“As far as I could tell” Zoey said.
“Interesting” Jack nodded. He glanced at his watch. “Oh, well, what do te know, time flies when you’re having fun. I have to go”
“Sure” Zoey said.
“We should do this più often” Jack smirked.
“Don’t forget your promise, Jack” Zoey detto threatening.
“Wouldn’t dare” Jack said. He grabbed his coat, put some money on the tavolo and walked out of the bar.
Zoey conjured her phone and noticed it was off. She put it on, inserted her pin code and read a tax Daphne had sent her about an ora and a half ago.
‘Ur ex-bf came over. Had domande about the man. detto he was robbed. If he comes to you, tell him the same. Xxx’
“Oh, crap” Zoey said.
“I’m sorry” the man apologized. He squeezed his eyes. “Zoey? Zoey Allen, is that you?”
Zoey rolled her eyes. “That has got to be the worst pick up line ever” she detto disdainful.
“You don’t recognize me?” the man asked.
“Of course I recognize you” Zoey detto contemptuously, while she threw some Cibo cans in her cart. “I’d recognize your dumbass face even if it were covered in…well, I’m sure te can think of something” She pushed her carrello forward, hoping this would be the end of the conversation. Unfortunately he followed her.
“Well, I was wondering…” he started, but Zoey cut him off.
“What do te want, Jack?” she snapped. She parked her carrello in the line to the checkout.
“Well, I was hoping you’d unisciti me for a coffee” Jack said.
“Promise you’ll leave me alone after that?” Zoey asked. Jack smirked. “Of course” he said, raising two fingers.
Ten minuti later they were both sitting in a coffee bar. Zoey sipped her coffee, shooting angry looks at her ex-boyfriend.
“How’s your sister?” Jack asked.
“Not interested in you, I can tell te that” Zoey detto sarcastic. Jack didn’t laugh and thus Zoey coughed. “She’s doing fine”
“She’s accepted what happened?” Jack asked.
“It’s still hard for her sometimes, but she’s getting better” Zoey said. “I think she might have a new life purpose”
“Really? Do tell” Jack detto with raised eyebrows.
“She met someone, a guy” Zoey explained. “He wasn’t exactly decent at first and the fact that he has no memory of who he is, doesn’t exactly make him trustworthy. But maybe I’m just being the overprotective big sister here”
Jack frowned. “This sounds interesting. te know, I could check him out. I can put his foto into our computer, see what the databank comes up with” he offered. “Where did your sister meet this guy?”
Zoey told him about the woods and how she had seen Cas walking out of the lake.
“Was he alone?” Jack asked.
“As far as I could tell” Zoey said.
“Interesting” Jack nodded. He glanced at his watch. “Oh, well, what do te know, time flies when you’re having fun. I have to go”
“Sure” Zoey said.
“We should do this più often” Jack smirked.
“Don’t forget your promise, Jack” Zoey detto threatening.
“Wouldn’t dare” Jack said. He grabbed his coat, put some money on the tavolo and walked out of the bar.
Zoey conjured her phone and noticed it was off. She put it on, inserted her pin code and read a tax Daphne had sent her about an ora and a half ago.
‘Ur ex-bf came over. Had domande about the man. detto he was robbed. If he comes to you, tell him the same. Xxx’
“Oh, crap” Zoey said.
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.
