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“Please tell me tu didn’t kill them” Sam said, knowing better.
“I wish” Meg mumbled in reply. “I was still a demon when I killed Paul and he was working on Cas’ case, so I had to do something. And Heather had sex with Cas. Well, actually it’s the other way around”
“You killed Heather because Cas was banging her and tu turned Cas in because he kissed Dean. I would say you’re jealous” Sam noted, with a whiff of guilty pleasure.
Someone banged the door. “Meg Masters, come outside o we will come in”
“You have to go” Sam dicho quickly and he pulled Meg up. “Okay,...

Anna landed inside Meg’s hospital room and she didn’t seem very happy. She walked towards the cama and stared furious at Meg, who pretended to be asleep.
“I hope you’re proud of yourself. tu made yourself accessory to murder. I just had a message from the ángeles saying there’s been a bloodbath somewhere here in town, but no one has any idea where dear Castiel is. So, tu better start talking before I lose the chipper attitude”
She left, when Dean and Sam entered. Meg sat up.
“There’s a list” she started.
“Go on” Dean said.
“With names. Names of people he’s going to...

Isabel got in her car and started the engines.
“Hello, Isabel”
Isabel jumped up and screamed. She looked behind, over her shoulder, but there was no one to see.
“I’m going crazy” she mumbled and she rubbed her eyes. She hadn’t been sleeping very well, not with everything that was going on.
“You’re not going crazy” the voice commented. “You can’t see me, but tu can obviously hear me. My name is Anna and I’m an angel”
Isabel shook her head. This was impossible.
“I see tu have trouble believing so” Anna noted. “However, I need tu to get over the shock and listen...

Dean opened the door of the house, wondering if Jo was there, too, o if she had returned home.
“Sammy?” he called, assuming Cas would be asleep. He walked to the cocina and saw Sam sitting with his head in his hands.
“What happened?” Dean asked sharp, already regretting the fact that he left.
“We asked Anna to read Cas, to see if he was being possessed” Sam started tired.
“We?” Dean asked, though he had an idea.
“Meg and I” Sam confirmed Dean’s suspicion. “She’s not here anymore” he added quick when he saw Dean’s face change. “He’s not being possessed. But...

Anna and Kevin were in the building Zoey had kept Cas hostage. It was sealed and trespassing would be penalized, but human laws didn’t exactly apply to the ángel and the prophet.
“You have the tablets” Anna concluded.
“Not all of them” Kevin corrected her. “Just the most valuable once”
“I have to say you’re quite of an actor” Anna said, with some admiration in her voice.
“It wasn’t all acting” Kevin replied. “In the beginning I thought Crowley really meant the best for me. I believed him when he dicho he was looking out for my mother. But then I wanted to see her...

The room was pitch dark.
“Meg?” Cas called, though he knew better. He touched for the muro and tried to let his eyes get used to the darkness.
Then suddenly a flash blinded his eyes and he shut them. The darkness returned and Cas opened his eyes.
“You’re not going to find what you’re looking for, with your eyes closed” a voice whispered. Cas understood he had to keep his eyes open at all cost and so when the siguiente flash of light came he tried to keep his eyes open.
The light remained for about five segundos and Cas saw something rectangle and dark on the ground. When the lights disappeared...

Sam and Dean had gone to the cafeteria of the hospital to get a quick bite, before they returned to Cas.
In the meantime Cas had time to regret his words. He wished he hadn’t sent Meg away, he wished he hadn’t dado permission to get rid of the necklace, he wished he could pull out all threads on his body, so they’d stop making him crazy.
“Do I look like a genie to you?”
Cas looked up. “Who are you?”
“I think tu know that” the girl dicho secretive. “Let me give tu a hint. Your girlfriend Meg once gave me a cassette tape. She told me to play it on your wedding day. And then...

Meg pressed the campana 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, tu must be April” the man said. “Come in” He stepped aside and Meg entered. She took of her capa 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 tu 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,...