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Cas and Zoey carried the luggage upstairs to the spare room, which was across Daphne’s room. Zoey put down the luggage and threw herself on the bed. Cas stared at her, unsure whether he should stay o leave.
“Come here” Zoey detto and she tapped on the bed.
Cas slowly walked to the letto and sat down, looking as if he was sitting on needles.
“You really need to stop looking like that” Zoey said. “I won’t bite. And besides, you’re the one with the super strength and the magic fingers” She looked at him. “Daphne told me what te did. te saved her life and mine. I owe te an apology”
“I just did what I had to do” Cas detto softly.
“Thank you” Zoey said. “Hey, I need to tell te something. About Daphne”
“What is it?” Cas asked concerned.
“She, eh,…she hasn’t slept with anyone since Martin died” Zoey said. “And I know she hasn’t slept with te either”
Cas frowned and sat up. “Yes, she has. We sleep together every evening”
Zoey closed her eyes and sighed deeply. “That’s not what I mean. I’m talking about sex. She hasn’t had sex with anyone since our brother died”
“I never had sex either” Cas blurted out.
“Yeah, very funny” Zoey said. But when she saw his expression she knew he was serious. “Okay, didn’t see that one coming”
“Is it a bad thing?” Cas asked careful.
“What, being a virgin? Hell no. It’s just weird that a guy who’s in his mid-thirties never had sex in his entire life” Zoey replied. She got up from the letto and walked to the door, locking it. Cas, who had also gotten up and was standing with his back to her, made the bed. At least he kind of knew how to do that. When he turned around Zoey had taken off her dress. She was wearing a black bra and panty and she had untied her hair.
Cas looked from her head to her toes and said: “I think te dropped something”
He unlocked the door and left Zoey stunned.
Meg was lying asleep in a letto in one of the many bedrooms in the house. She had found something to sleep in; Anna really had taken care of it.
The door of the room opened slowly and Cas appeared in the doorway. He was wearing a dressing-gown and he walked slowly to the bed. He took of the dressing-gown and removed the sheets. The sudden change of temperature woke Meg up. She blinked and opened her eyes and widened them. Though it wasn’t the first time she’d seen it, it still took her da surprise.
“What are te doing here?” she asked aggressive.
“I think te know that” Cas answered...
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Meg pressed the campana, 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, te must be April” the man said. “Come in” He stepped aside and Meg entered. She took of her cappotto 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 te 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 opened the door of her motel room to let Cas in. Cas widened his eyes. “Did te 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’, da the way” She walked back into the motel and Cas followed her.
“I like it. It’s shorter, but I like it” Cas detto and he reached for Meg’s hair, but she pulled away.
“So, eh, why are te 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 detto when he handed the ID card to Cas. “Your last name is Novak. Hope te don’t mind”
Cas accepted the...
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Sam opened the door to the men’s room and saw Cas sitting on the cold stony floor. Sam rolled his eyes, thinking Cas was being dramatic again, and he walked towards him. But when he’d reached him he noticed Cas’ eyes were closed.
Sam bent through his knees and touched Cas’ shoulder. “Cas? Wake up, dude” he said.
Cas slowly opened his eyes and looked at Sam. “I passed out, I think”
“Yeah” Sam replied. He threw Cas’ arm over his shoulder and helped him stand up. But the moment Sam let go of Cas, Cas grabbed his stomach and gasped for air. He bent through his knees and collapsed....
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If Dean and Sam had hoped Cas would be in a better mood after putting some Cibo in his stomach, their hopes were now buried very deep into the ground. After finishing his lunch he threw his plastic plate on the floor.
“Why did te do that?” Sam hissed, as he leaned to the floor to pick up the garbage. Cas shrugged. “You’re recitazione really odd, Castiel. Has anyone told you?” Sam detto a little annoyed. Cas shrugged again. “Stop…shrugging. If this is about Meg, then just tell me”
“I don’t have to tell te anything” Cas replied with his gravelle voice. He stood and as Sam wanted...
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Dean, Cas and Sam were standing in an open field. There was a low bacheca 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 detto admiring. Dean handed the weapon to him. “Your turn”, he said, when Sam had put the cans back and stepped away from the bacheca 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 te just killed a tree” Sam joked. “If I were you, I’d hide for...
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Dean parked the Impala in front of the motel Meg was staying. “Are te sure about this?” he asked, turning to Cas.
Cas nodded. “Thank you” he detto hoarse. “For not telling Sam” Dean didn’t comment, but loosened his sede, sedile cintura and got out of the car. He walked around it, when Cas stepped out too.
“No, wait here” Dean said. “Let me go first”
“Why?”
“She’s not very happy with you, right now. I might have to use a little persuasion” Dean explained.
“What kind of persuasion?” Cas asked suspicious.
“Just trust me, alright?” Dean replied. “I promise I won’t...
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Cas was sitting at a tavolo in the corner of a café. He had sneaked out of the hospital shortly after Meg had left. Apparently Meg had dato Dean his number, because his phone wouldn’t stop buzzing. But Cas didn’t want Dean’s company right now. He just wanted to be left alone.
Three men were lurking at him from the bar. Cas could feel their eyes on him and he looked up. They were mumbling to each other and if Cas had still been an Angel he would know what they were talking about. But now their whispered conversation remained a mystery to him.
He stood up and headed for the exit. He didn’t...
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Jo parked the car in front of a cheap looking motel. The lights flickered, the windows were no longer see through and above the entrance there was a damaged board that once spelled the word ‘WELCOME’, but due to age and neglect only the first three letters were still readable.
“This is the best I could find” Jo said. She had find it a better idea if she had been the one taking Meg away. Dean and Meg in the same spazio was never a good idea, even if he did save her life.
“It’s good enough for me” Meg commented. She loosened her seatbelt and wanted to step out.
“Hang on” Jo said...
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A couple of hours later Meg opened her eyes. She sat up, but regretted it immediately. She removed the sheets and pulled up her hospital grembiule and discovered a bandage on her side.
“You have to leave it there” a gravelle voice said. Meg looked up and saw Cas standing in the doorway. “Are te still angry with me?” he asked careful.
“Yes” Meg detto insensitive.
“Are te scared Crowley will come after you?” Cas asked.
“He already did” Meg replied bitchy. She climbed out of bed. “Where are my clothes?”
“Why? What are te going to do?” Cas frowned confused.
“I can’t...
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Cas carried Meg to the letto and lay her down. He removed her sweater and held his breath. On the place Kevin had hit there was a big gap and Meg was losing blood on a rapid pace. Cas turned to Dean, begging for help.
Dean looked down at the badly injured ex-demon. Meg had done countless of evil things. She deserved to die like this. The wound would get infected, she’d get a fever, and then she would die.
“Dean, do something!” Cas yelled desperate.
Dean rotated his head to his best friend, who leaned forward.
“She’s not breathing” Cas panicked.
Another few crucial secondi passed by...
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Meg staggered alongside the walls in the hospital. She held her left hand against her side and with her right hand she sought support. She had to find that idiot of an angel. She had listened to her voicemail and she figured he’d be here. It was at least worth a shot. She saw a door opening near the end of the aisle. Dean came out of the room and looked her way. Meg quickly rotated her head and Dean walked passed her. Meg accelerated her steps as much as possible, leaving a trail and entered the room Dean had just left.
“What the hell did te do?” she exclaimed.
“Meg!” Cas jumped...
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Dean was sitting on a chair, successivo to Cas’ hospital bed. There was only one visitor allowed and Sam and Dean had agreed to switch turns.
“Why are te so reckless?” Dean mumbled helpless.
The successivo moment Cas sat up and gasped for air.
“Cas?” Dean detto and he stood up. He wanted to call a doctor when Cas took his hand.
“Am I alive?” he asked faint.
“Yeah” Dean nodded relieved. “You’re alive”
Cas closed his eyes and fell asleep.
A couple of hours later he woke up and saw he had company. Dean hadn’t left, and Sam, Jo, Ellen and Anna had joined him.
“You gave us all a big...
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Anna materialized in the ICU. The doctors had brought Cas here. There was nothing they could do as long as they didn’t have the donors they needed.
Anna, holding a pair of kidneys in her left hand and a liver in her right hand, quickly walked to the bed. She removed the sheets with her mind and cut open Cas’ belly. While blood streamed alongside Cas’ unconscious body and on the matrass, Anna put the organs in their rightful place.
The monitor started beeping and Anna vanished, when a team of doctor’s came rushing into the intensive care.
“I need to talk to security” the doctor said, when he’d fixed up Cas’ properly. “Someone was here. Someone attempted to kill this man”
“Someone who gave him the organs he needed?” his assistant frowned. “Why would anyone do that?”
“I don’t know” the doctor said. “But I want someone to keep an eye on him, as long as he’s here”
Hell.
Crowley was training his new powers on some of his demons, while he thought of all the things he could do with it. The ironic thing was that Cas had dato him his powers to save Dean, and the first thing Crowley wanted to do with his new abilities was drain the life out of that Winchester chucklehead.
But that wouldn’t be the most clever plan ever. The Winchesters would probably expect him to strike now. So, maybe, he should send someone else.
As if on cue, Kevin appeared and a malicious smile appeared on Crowley’s face.
“Kevin!” he exclaimed and Kevin turned to Crowley.
“Yes,...
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Sam was sitting at Dean’s death bed, when the door opened and Ellen walked in. Sam was Lost in grief, so he didn’t hear her. It wasn’t until she lay her hand on his shoulder that he looked up.
“Ellen?” he detto confused. He hadn’t thought about calling anyone, so why was she here? “Did Cas call you?” he asked, though he knew that couldn’t be the case.
“No” Ellen detto numb. “I had to be here” Then, with a little più strength in her voice, she said: “That cagna shot my daughter”
“What?” Sam exclaimed while getting up. “Well, where is she? Is she going to be okay?”...
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Elijah walked through the woods. After some bickering with Rebekah they had agreed it would be safest if one of them, Rebekah, would stay behind and man the headquarters, while the other, Elijah, would go back to Esther’s grave.
He removed the stone and climbed downstairs. Two coffins were still closed. Elijah walked to the coffin that stood on the left side of his. He opened it and revealed the body of his oldest brother Finn.
Elijah slowly removed the dagger. While Finn slowly regained his life force, Elijah walked to the only closed coffin left. He opened it and gazed at the undead body...
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Evening fell and Stefan walked out of the hospital. There was no one outside, at first sight. Stefan headed to the parking lot when he heard a whoosh and turned around. No one was there. He turned around again and faced Rachel.
“Rachel, hi, I was wondering when I’d see te again” he detto calm.
“I’m sorry, Stefan, but I have to do this” Rachel plead apologetic.
“Do what? Stefan asked suspicious. Then he felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. Three of Veronica’s minions had snuck op him. Stefan turned around and grabbed the vervain stabber da his throat. Stefan snarled and the minions...
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Though visiting ora was long over, it didn’t stop Stefan from sneaking into Elena’s bedroom. Elena had fallen asleep shortly after Bonnie had left. Stefan had expected Damon to be in the room, but Elena happened to be alone.
Stefan walked to the letto and sank down on it. Elena, sensing his stare, opened her eyes and frowned.
“Stefan?” she asked sleepy.
“It’s okay. Go back to sleep” Stefan hushed, regretting he woke her.
“No” Elena moaned and she sat up difficult. “I’m up” She cast him a faint, tired smile. “I’m glad te came”
“I had to come and see you, but I didn’t...
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