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“You should go see a doctor”
Elena and Damon were sitting at the cocina mesa, tabla with the first aid kit in the center. Elena had tried to bandage Damon’s finger, but the bandage didn’t want to cooperate.
“I can’t go to a doctor, I’m a vampire” Damon said. “And it’s broken, a first aid kit is not going to help”
“But doesn’t it hurt?” Elena asked compassionate.
“It’s okay” Damon said. Bonnie had made the pain lighter, just like she did with the whole jinx, but of course she couldn’t take it away completely. For that she had to die and since he couldn’t kill her, because of Elena that wasn’t an option. But still, accidents happen, Damon thought malicious. A somewhat evil smirk appeared on his face as he imagined all the possible accidental deaths Bonnie could face. He could push her in front of a car. Not his fault he had a sudden tic in his arm. He could set her house on fire. What, I thought tu liked fuego so much?
“Damon?” Elena dicho and Damon came back to earth. “Were tu dreaming?”
Damon nodded. “Yeah, a little”
“Was it nice?” Elena asked curious.
“It would’ve been a lot nicer if tu were in it” Damon said, looking into Elena’s eyes. She was actuación pretty normal. Was there any chance the spell had been broken?
“Elena, do tu know what has been going on?” he asked careful. He didn’t want to bring it up, but he had to if he wanted to know the truth. “Do tu know what happened to Stefan? Do tu remember?”
Elena stared at him and then chuckled. “Of course I know. Stefan joined Klaus and now he’s a ripper. I’m not suffering from memory loss”
“You don’t think it’s a bad thing he’s gone?” Damon asked rather hopeful.
“Well, he’s coming back, right?” Elena dicho obvious. When Damon didn’t reply her smile vanished. “Damon, he has to come back. I can’t live without him. He’s my Edward” Damon shivered. The fact that she referred to Twilight should be proof enough Elena was not back at all. He’s my Edward, seriously?
“I’m not sure he’s coming back, Elena” he dicho careful. As soon as he had dicho that Elena started crying. “No, please, don’t cry. I’m sorry I dicho that. I didn’t mean it” He meant every word he said, but Elena didn’t need to know that. All he wanted was for her to stop crying, even if he had to take back his words. “Can I do something to make tu feel better?”
Elena looked up with wet eyes. “Ice cream makes me feel better”
Ice cream, Damon thought, nope, she definitely wasn’t back yet.
It was close to midnight and Zoey had buried Daphne’s body in the garden. She hadn’t meant to shoot Dean Winchester, but if he was dead, all the better for her. The less people that were in her and Cas’ way, the better.
Of course it would take Cas some time to forgive her, but their amor would survive it. She hadn’t want to kill her sister, either, but there simply was no other way. Zoey was certain that wherever Daphne was now, she would understand. Daphne was at piece. She was with Martin, the most important person in her life.
And Zoey would be with Cas and then they would raise...
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Meg staggered to the muro and stuck out her hand to find support. She let herself fall against the muro and sank down.
“He’s just lying there. He’s not responding to anything I say” she mumbled breathless. “When I find out who did this to him- and I will find out- I’m going to torture that bastard to death” She looked aside at Heather. “I want to help inspector Roberts”
“Okay, I think I know how to find her” Heather replied.
“And…someone has to call the Winchesters” Meg continued. “They’re his…family…If he…” Meg couldn’t get herself to finish. “They...
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The door to the intensive care opened por itself and an instant later it closed again. Balthazar became visible and stepped slowly to the cama Cas was lying in. There was a bandage around his head, and some kind of masker around his nose and mouth, attached to a ventilation device.
“I am so sorry, Castiel” Balthazar whispered as he lay his hand on the machine. “But I have no choice”
“What are tu doing?” Anna asked sharp. Without turning around Balthazar mumbled: “Please, leave, Anna. I have to do this. Crowley will kill me if I don’t”
Anna walked to him with fierce steps. “If...
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Alarmed por the blast Heather shoved the curtains in her living room aside. “Oh my God” she dicho shocked as she saw Meg’s body lying on the street. She ran outside, while she searched for her phone. When she realize she didn’t have it on her, she signed at a few passengers. “Don’t just stand there like some kind of idiots. Call 911!” she yelled angry.
She kneeled siguiente to Meg and lifted her T-shirt. She turned away and covered her mouth. There was an awful lot of blood.
Five minutos later the ambulancia was driving to the hospital. Heather searched through Meg’s bolso, monedero and conjured...
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Meg dropped the paper-knife and hurried back to Cas. He was still conscious, but he looked very pale and he had trouble keeping his eyes open. Meg slapped him softly in the face to make sure he wouldn’t fall asleep.
“Get dressed” Anna said. She threw some clothes at Meg and then stepped to Cas. She bent through her knees and touched his forehead. “He’s burning up again”
“He’s getting sick again?” Meg asked, trying not to sound worried, while she put on the clothes had dado her.
Anna nodded. “Apparently human life is very hard for him. Seems like he can’t take a lot”...
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Cas kicked the door of Meg’s motel room open. On his way he had tried to call her, but she wouldn’t answer her phone and at first sight she wasn’t here either.
“Meg!” Cas called. He received no response, so he checked the bathroom. She wasn’t there. Cas glanced at the clock. 10:03 pm. She would probably be on her way to her first customer, whoever that was. He needed an address. He walked to the table, hoping there would be a little note on it. But other than a dirty cup of coffee and a coffee stain, the mesa, tabla was empty. He walked to the dresser and opened all drawers. He searched...
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Crowley and Balthazar were standing opposite each other. Balthazar had summoned Crowley to have a one on one chat about Kevin.
“You must possess an incredible amount of nerve to meet me here on your own” Crowley dicho mundane.
“We’re kind of short on angels” Balthazar replied. “I know your time’s precious, so is mine, so let me cut to the chase, shall I?”
“Please” Crowley answered uninterested.
“You have something that belongs to us” Balthazar started.
“You mean the tablet?” Crowley asked with raised eyebrows. “Or Kevin?”
“Both” Balthazar answered.
“And you...
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Cas took Ellen’s arm and disappeared. He landed in the ICU, siguiente to Jo’s bed.
“Warn me if someone’s coming. I don’t know how long this will take” Cas dicho dispassionately. Ellen nodded and walked to the door. She opened it and walked outside.
Cas sank down on the cama and lay his hands on both Jo’s temples. He closed his eyes and prayed for Jo to open her eyes.
And she did. At first everything was a blur. She reached out her hand and touched Cas’ face. “Dean?” she mumbled weak. When Cas’ face became clearer she withdrew her hand. “I’m sorry”
Cas didn’t reply, but...
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Cas appeared outside Dean’s room, ignoring the short shrieks of the nurses. He opened the door and Sam looked up.
“You came” he dicho relieved.
“I’m sorry I left” Cas said. “There were things I needed to take care of”
“Yeah, sure, but can tu save that for later?” Sam said. “Right now we really need your help”
“What’s going on?” Cas asked numb.
“Zoey didn’t just shoot Dean. She also shot Jo” Sam said.
“Jo’s dead?” Cas asked soft. Sam shook his head. “No, not yet” he said. “But her life’s hanging por a thread and tu might be her only hope”
Cas...
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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 dicho 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 dicho numb. “I had to be here” Then, with a little más strength in her voice, she said: “That perra shot my daughter”
“What?” Sam exclaimed while getting up. “Well, where is she? Is she going to be okay?”...
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Elena opened her eyes and gasped for air. She sat up and pulled the threads on her body. She climbed out of cama and opened the door.
She covered her ears when she heard dozens of shoes stepping on the floor, people talking as if they were screaming through a megaphone.
“Shut up!” she screamed and a few staff members turned around.
“Are tu alright, miss?” a nurse asked. Elena shook her head confused. She leaned against the room. Everything was a blur. “I’ll get a doctor” the nurse and she looked around to find one.
Elena hurried away. She was hungry. She needed to eat something...
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They heard the door close and wondered who came barging in, until a familiar, female and British voice solved the mystery.
“Anyone home?” Rebekah called from downstairs.
“Ugh” Damon sighed. “I’ll go” He stood up and walked to the door, but when he wanted to open it, the door was slammed in his face and Rebekah barged in. She held a guy in her right hand and a blood bag in her left hand.
“What are tu doing here?” Elena asked tired.
“I came to apologize” Rebekah explained flighty, while she tossed the bag to Damon. “I was wrong to bite you. It’s just that I busted Stefan smooching with that vamp strumpet and tu look like her, so I got carried away. I don’t understand what it is that draws Stefan to women with your appearances. You’re not even that pretty”
“I appreciate your honesty” Elena comentó sarcastically.
“Hey, I’m as open as your legs were last night” Rebekah replied blunt and Elena’s cheeks turned red.
Caroline parked her car on the parking lot of the school. Since Damon didn’t have a car anymore he couldn’t drive them and either way, Damon nor Elena minded being banned to the backseat of Caroline’s car.
“We’re there” Caroline said, excited and nervous.
“Yeah, tu go ahead” Damon mumbled, before he kissed Elena.
“Come on, guys, not in my car” Caroline reproached. She stepped out of the car and walked around to Elena’s door. She opened it and pulled Elena out of the car. “Try to restrain yourself a little” she dicho with a sharp look at Elena.
Elena turned to Damon....
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Summer 2007

Daphne and Roland were lying in the woods, enjoying the sun and playing like teenagers in love.
At the apuntalar, costa of the lake there was a handsome twenty-five año old man.
“Go on, Martin” a female voice said. “You can do it”
Martin turned around. “Zoey!” he dicho enthusiastic and clapped his hands. Zoey came to him and he hugged her tight. “Martin loves Zoey”
Zoey caressed his hair. “I know, darling, I know” she dicho sweet. “You want to go take a dip in the lake?” she suggested.
Martin looked at her and she could see the conflict in his eyes. It was really hot and...
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Cas examined the rectangle he had found on the floor of his cell. There had been a note on it. ‘A present from Meg. Use it when tu need me’
A strange warmth filled Cas’ corazón as he read the note over and over again as if it were a amor letter. Somewhere behind all that tough actuación Meg cared for him. He knew that now and when he got out he would find her and convince her to give him another chance. He wouldn’t be so needy anymore, he wouldn’t…chase her like a lost puppy.
“I’m starting to think someone wrote a novel on that small piece of paper” a British voice said.
Cas looked...
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It was visiting hora in prison and a guard told Cas someone wanted to see him. Cas expected to see Dean o Sam, but when he entered the visitors room it was Zoey who waved at him discreetly.
The guard brought him to the mesa, tabla and then withdrew himself. Cas sat down.
“Hi, Emmanuel” Zoey dicho full of compassion. “I’m sorry. Castiel, right? Daphne told me tu found out who tu are. How do tu like your new old life?”
Cas looked around him, then back at Zoey and let his shoulders hang.
“I’m sorry. That was a stupid question” Zoey said.
“What are tu doing here?” Cas wondered. “Why...
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Anna materialized in Meg’s cell. Meg jumped up and crawled backwards. There was no evil bone in her host’s body that was considering on even trying to take the ángel down.
“Don’t worry, I’m not here to hurt you. I have strict orders and when I’m done I’ll be gone” Anna said.
“Strict orders por who?” Meg asked.
Anna conjured her sword and Meg’s eyes widened in fear. But Anna cut her own arm and put the sword away again. She elevated to the ceiling and drew the Key of Solomon.
“Not again, come on!” Meg exclaimed. “I already promised Sam I wouldn’t get out until they’re...
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“That wasn’t very nice, was it?”
Meg looked up. There was a man standing outside her cell and he had a big smile on his face. He examined the ceiling.
“Who are you?” Meg demanded to know.
The man, who spoke with a British accent, raised one eyebrow. “Let me give tu a little hint. I saved the two of tu from Hell”
“Oh, you’re an angel” Meg dicho dry.
“You’re welcome” the ángel said.
“Are tu going to kill me?” Meg wanted to know.
“No”
“Are tu here to mock me?” Meg asked a little annoyed.
“No” the ángel said, seeming to enjoy the situation. “Why don’t...
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The siguiente morning.
Jo woke up, because someone was banging the door.
“Mr. Allen? Open the door!” a female voice said.
Jo stumbled out of cama and wiped her eyes. She walked to the door and opened it. There were two inspectors, a man and a woman.
“Good morning, miss. I’m inspector Roberts, this is my colleague inspector Williams” Isabel said, mostrando her badge. “We need to talk to Emmanuel Allen. We were told we could find him here”
Jo frowned and shook her head. “I don’t know anyone with that name. tu have the wrong house”
Inspector Williams searched in his bag and conjured a picture. “Maybe this might help you?” he said. Jo’s eyes widened and she took the picture. “I know him” she admitted. “But his name’s not Emmanuel. It’s Castiel”
For a minuto Cas completely forgot he was an ángel and that he could fly. o maybe he wanted to be sure Dean knew he was furious. Either way, he slammed the door open and shut again and on his way outside he collided to Meg.
Meg watched him rush away and frowned. She opened the door of Dean’s room and pursed her lips.
“Well, that explains it” she said.
“Jesus, Meg, get the hell out of here!” Dean dicho angry. Jo had already put on her clothes and Dean was putting on his. “Your boyfriend just left. tu might have missed him, but if tu hurry tu might catch up with him”
Meg squeezed...
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