The motel.
Claire was still tied onto her chair. She rubbed her hands, trying to free them, but all she managed to do was tighten the quick-release straps and cause her wrists to bleed. She went with her tongue against the tape to make it loose.
In the room siguiente door Sam and Dean were trying to figure out the best way to approach Jimmy. Amelia might have dicho she hadn’t seen her husband, it was más likely that she was hiding him from them. And even if she was speaking the truth, it would only be a matter of time before Jimmy would try and contact his family.
Claire managed to loosen the tape a little and screamed for help, hoping someone would hear her.
“Did tu hear that?” Sam asked Dean, who nodded. They ran outside and followed the screams. “It’s coming from here” Sam concluded.
Dean banged the door. “Are tu okay in there?”
“I’m alright, just get me out of here!” Claire shouted.
“Okay, hang on” Dean yelled. The door was locked and so he lifted his foot and kicked the door open. He walked to Claire and noticed her hands. Then he went looking for something to cut the quick-release straps, while Sam tried to comfort her.
“What happened? Who did this to you?” he asked soft.
“Meg” Claire sobbed. “She wants to use me as leverage to get her boyfriend back”
Dean came back with a wire tijeras and cut through the straps. Claire pulled her arms forward.
“You should take care of that” Sam pointed at her wounded wrists. Claire shrugged.
“Do tu know where Meg is now?” Dean asked sharp.
“Probably negotiating with my mom” Claire replied. “I don’t know when she’ll be back”
“Don’t worry, we won’t let her anywhere near you” Sam promised. He looked at Dean, who got the message.
“Hey, why don’t tu go with Sam, then I’ll wait for Meg” he suggested.
Claire looked reluctantly from Dean to Sam. Could she trust them? Sam knew what she was thinking. “Look, we just freed you. We could’ve just let tu sit tight. You’re going to have to trust us” he reasoned.
Still a little reluctant Claire followed Sam outside, while Dean sat down on the chair, waiting for Meg.
Claire was still tied onto her chair. She rubbed her hands, trying to free them, but all she managed to do was tighten the quick-release straps and cause her wrists to bleed. She went with her tongue against the tape to make it loose.
In the room siguiente door Sam and Dean were trying to figure out the best way to approach Jimmy. Amelia might have dicho she hadn’t seen her husband, it was más likely that she was hiding him from them. And even if she was speaking the truth, it would only be a matter of time before Jimmy would try and contact his family.
Claire managed to loosen the tape a little and screamed for help, hoping someone would hear her.
“Did tu hear that?” Sam asked Dean, who nodded. They ran outside and followed the screams. “It’s coming from here” Sam concluded.
Dean banged the door. “Are tu okay in there?”
“I’m alright, just get me out of here!” Claire shouted.
“Okay, hang on” Dean yelled. The door was locked and so he lifted his foot and kicked the door open. He walked to Claire and noticed her hands. Then he went looking for something to cut the quick-release straps, while Sam tried to comfort her.
“What happened? Who did this to you?” he asked soft.
“Meg” Claire sobbed. “She wants to use me as leverage to get her boyfriend back”
Dean came back with a wire tijeras and cut through the straps. Claire pulled her arms forward.
“You should take care of that” Sam pointed at her wounded wrists. Claire shrugged.
“Do tu know where Meg is now?” Dean asked sharp.
“Probably negotiating with my mom” Claire replied. “I don’t know when she’ll be back”
“Don’t worry, we won’t let her anywhere near you” Sam promised. He looked at Dean, who got the message.
“Hey, why don’t tu go with Sam, then I’ll wait for Meg” he suggested.
Claire looked reluctantly from Dean to Sam. Could she trust them? Sam knew what she was thinking. “Look, we just freed you. We could’ve just let tu sit tight. You’re going to have to trust us” he reasoned.
Still a little reluctant Claire followed Sam outside, while Dean sat down on the chair, waiting for Meg.
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 siguiente 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. tu 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. tu 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.