Mrs. Jones was cleaning the breakfast mesa, tabla when someone rang the bell. She put the dishes on the dresser and walked to the front door. She opened and froze.
“You” she dicho weak when seeing Cas.
“Hello, Mrs. Jones” Cas dicho friendly. “Can I come in, please?”
“I…I don’t know, Mr…” Mrs. Jones stammered reluctant.
“Novak. Castiel Novak” Cas introduced himself. He nodded at Meg. “This is Meg Masters. She’s a close friend. Please, Mrs. Jones, I just want to talk to you”
Mrs. Jones sighed. “Fine, then” she dicho and she let them in. She led them to the cocina where she offered them to sit down. Cas looked around and whistled admiring.
“I see you’ve made some changes” he noticed. “Did tu win the lottery?”
Mrs. Jones’ cheeks turned pink. “No, someone gave me the money”
“Why would someone do that?” Meg asked, taking a chocolate galleta from the plate Mrs. Jones had put on table.
“Because they wanted me to testify against you” Mrs. Jones confessed ashamed.
“So, basically, tu didn’t mind putting an innocent man in jail as long as tu had a good life?” Meg summarized.
“Not me, my son” Mrs. Jones defended herself. “I didn’t mind putting an innocent man in jail as long as my son had a good life”
“You realize that if it wasn’t for Cas, your son would have no life at all?” Meg reminded Mrs. Jones in a calm, yet sinister voice.
“I know that” Mrs. Jones replied slowly and careful. “But tu don’t know what it’s like. I wanted to give my son the future he deserves and if that meant I had to do something really bad, then so be it. I’m not proud of that, but let’s face it. tu were found innocent” she said, looking desperate at Cas, trying to find some understanding. “When tu have children of your own, tu will understand”
Meg looked at her flat tummy, wondering if she should tell Cas. She shook her head and came back to earth.
“Yeah, see, there’s been a little problem with that” she dicho sweet, yet baleful. “Some people believed your crap testimony and decided to penalize Cas anyway”
“I’m really sorry” Mrs. Jones dicho weak, not liking the way this conversation was going.
“Where’s little Jerrick?” Cas changed the subject.
“At school” Mrs. Jones answered careful.
“Good” Cas comentó smiling. “We don’t want to traumatize him with the sight of his ripped open mother”
“You” she dicho weak when seeing Cas.
“Hello, Mrs. Jones” Cas dicho friendly. “Can I come in, please?”
“I…I don’t know, Mr…” Mrs. Jones stammered reluctant.
“Novak. Castiel Novak” Cas introduced himself. He nodded at Meg. “This is Meg Masters. She’s a close friend. Please, Mrs. Jones, I just want to talk to you”
Mrs. Jones sighed. “Fine, then” she dicho and she let them in. She led them to the cocina where she offered them to sit down. Cas looked around and whistled admiring.
“I see you’ve made some changes” he noticed. “Did tu win the lottery?”
Mrs. Jones’ cheeks turned pink. “No, someone gave me the money”
“Why would someone do that?” Meg asked, taking a chocolate galleta from the plate Mrs. Jones had put on table.
“Because they wanted me to testify against you” Mrs. Jones confessed ashamed.
“So, basically, tu didn’t mind putting an innocent man in jail as long as tu had a good life?” Meg summarized.
“Not me, my son” Mrs. Jones defended herself. “I didn’t mind putting an innocent man in jail as long as my son had a good life”
“You realize that if it wasn’t for Cas, your son would have no life at all?” Meg reminded Mrs. Jones in a calm, yet sinister voice.
“I know that” Mrs. Jones replied slowly and careful. “But tu don’t know what it’s like. I wanted to give my son the future he deserves and if that meant I had to do something really bad, then so be it. I’m not proud of that, but let’s face it. tu were found innocent” she said, looking desperate at Cas, trying to find some understanding. “When tu have children of your own, tu will understand”
Meg looked at her flat tummy, wondering if she should tell Cas. She shook her head and came back to earth.
“Yeah, see, there’s been a little problem with that” she dicho sweet, yet baleful. “Some people believed your crap testimony and decided to penalize Cas anyway”
“I’m really sorry” Mrs. Jones dicho weak, not liking the way this conversation was going.
“Where’s little Jerrick?” Cas changed the subject.
“At school” Mrs. Jones answered careful.
“Good” Cas comentó smiling. “We don’t want to traumatize him with the sight of his ripped open mother”
“If I have to die, so will you” Zoey said.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the fuego out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let tu go”
“He’ll kill tu either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t amor me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he dicho hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If tu really amor him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the fuego out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let tu go”
“He’ll kill tu either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t amor me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he dicho hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If tu really amor him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
