The siguiente morning.
Cas slowly opened his eyes and tried to remember where he was. A door slammed and he startled. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. Two hands grabbed his shoulders and he looked up.
“Meg?” he mumbled. “Where’s Daphne?”
“She left” Meg dicho nervous. “I don’t know when she’ll be back, so we have to hurry”
“I’m not sure what tu mean” Cas dicho tired.
At that moment Meg really wanted to tell him the truth. About who he was, what he was, but she couldn’t. He would freak out and that was the last thing they wanted. Well, the segundo last thing right after Crowley finding him…and her.
“I’m not sure, but I think Daphne killed someone. That man, in her bed, I think she killed him” Meg dicho tensed.
Cas squeezed his eyes. “Why would tu think that? Daphne doesn’t have a violent bone in her body” he dicho disbelieving.
Meg grabbed his arm and forced him to stand up. “Come, I want tu to see something” She dragged Cas to the cocina and pointed at a puddle of...
“Is that blood?” Cas asked, though he already knew the answer. He looked up at Meg. “I have no injuries, so it’s not my blood. Maybe Daphne is wounded and she went to the hospital”
“If she lost that much blood she wouldn’t be able to even go outside” Meg tried to talk some sense to Cas.
“Maybe it was me who hurt someone” Cas dicho slowly. “But I don’t remember anything about yesterday. Why can’t I remember anything?”
Meg had no chance to answer that question, because the door slammed a segundo time. Daphne was home.
Cas slowly opened his eyes and tried to remember where he was. A door slammed and he startled. He sat up and rubbed his eyes. Two hands grabbed his shoulders and he looked up.
“Meg?” he mumbled. “Where’s Daphne?”
“She left” Meg dicho nervous. “I don’t know when she’ll be back, so we have to hurry”
“I’m not sure what tu mean” Cas dicho tired.
At that moment Meg really wanted to tell him the truth. About who he was, what he was, but she couldn’t. He would freak out and that was the last thing they wanted. Well, the segundo last thing right after Crowley finding him…and her.
“I’m not sure, but I think Daphne killed someone. That man, in her bed, I think she killed him” Meg dicho tensed.
Cas squeezed his eyes. “Why would tu think that? Daphne doesn’t have a violent bone in her body” he dicho disbelieving.
Meg grabbed his arm and forced him to stand up. “Come, I want tu to see something” She dragged Cas to the cocina and pointed at a puddle of...
“Is that blood?” Cas asked, though he already knew the answer. He looked up at Meg. “I have no injuries, so it’s not my blood. Maybe Daphne is wounded and she went to the hospital”
“If she lost that much blood she wouldn’t be able to even go outside” Meg tried to talk some sense to Cas.
“Maybe it was me who hurt someone” Cas dicho slowly. “But I don’t remember anything about yesterday. Why can’t I remember anything?”
Meg had no chance to answer that question, because the door slammed a segundo time. Daphne was home.
The sun fell on Amber’s face and she woke up por the heat of it. She rubbed her eyes, trying to orientate, as she saw a man sitting siguiente to her. He looked familiar. As she tried to recall she felt an insistent pain in her neck. She lay her hand on it, to see what it was. “I bit you, that’s why you’re in pain” Stefan explained. Amber looked at him. “Who are you?” she asked, crawling backwards. Stefan reached out his hand. “I’m here to help you” he dicho softly. Amber shook her head. “No, stay away from me!” she dicho terrified. Stefan didn’t mover an inch. “You need help. You’re in transition, it’s not a nice feeling if tu don’t feed anytime soon. I bet you’re starving” he said. Amber shook her head heavily as her stomach rattled. “I’m going home” she dicho with a breaking voice. “Leave me alone!” She scribbled up and staggered away from Stefan.