It was night and visiting hours were long over, but that didn’t stop Dean from checking on his best friend.
Cas was sitting on the cold floor, his head buried in his knees, trying to make himself as small as possible.
Dean, always armed with a lighter, made some light, because it was pitchdark.
“Hello, in there” he dicho a little nervous.
“Go away” Cas dicho hoarse.
“Sure, I’ll wait for tu outside” Dean dicho confident.
“Then tu can wait for a very long time” Cas said. “Because I’m not coming”
“Why not?” Dean asked a bit frustrated. “This isn’t about Meg, is it?”
Cas shook his head.
“Then why can’t tu just zap yourself out of this cage?” Dean asked.
Cas lifted his head and looked at Dean, something Dean wished he hadn’t done. Even in the vague light of the lighter he could see Cas’ eyes were wet and bloodshot.
“There are people dying. And though I didn’t kill them, somehow they’re all connected to me. No matter how far I run, the bodies keep piling up and I’m scared that if I keep running the siguiente body will be yours o Sam’s. So, I’m not running anymore. It has to end with me” Cas dicho sad, but determined.
“Someone’s trying to frame you” Dean dicho frustrated. “You can’t just give up. tu didn’t do what they say tu did…Or did you?”
Fury appeared in Cas’ blue eyes. “If you’re asking whether I hurt a four año old girl in any way possible, then the answer is no”
“I knew that” Dean said, ashamed to have doubt his friend for a second. “I’m going to find tu and attorney. Don’t say tu don’t want one, because tu need one. Just because tu won’t come out, doesn’t mean I can’t do everything to get tu out”
A heavy silence filled the el espacio between them.
“Thanks, Dean” Cas eventually said.
Cas was sitting on the cold floor, his head buried in his knees, trying to make himself as small as possible.
Dean, always armed with a lighter, made some light, because it was pitchdark.
“Hello, in there” he dicho a little nervous.
“Go away” Cas dicho hoarse.
“Sure, I’ll wait for tu outside” Dean dicho confident.
“Then tu can wait for a very long time” Cas said. “Because I’m not coming”
“Why not?” Dean asked a bit frustrated. “This isn’t about Meg, is it?”
Cas shook his head.
“Then why can’t tu just zap yourself out of this cage?” Dean asked.
Cas lifted his head and looked at Dean, something Dean wished he hadn’t done. Even in the vague light of the lighter he could see Cas’ eyes were wet and bloodshot.
“There are people dying. And though I didn’t kill them, somehow they’re all connected to me. No matter how far I run, the bodies keep piling up and I’m scared that if I keep running the siguiente body will be yours o Sam’s. So, I’m not running anymore. It has to end with me” Cas dicho sad, but determined.
“Someone’s trying to frame you” Dean dicho frustrated. “You can’t just give up. tu didn’t do what they say tu did…Or did you?”
Fury appeared in Cas’ blue eyes. “If you’re asking whether I hurt a four año old girl in any way possible, then the answer is no”
“I knew that” Dean said, ashamed to have doubt his friend for a second. “I’m going to find tu and attorney. Don’t say tu don’t want one, because tu need one. Just because tu won’t come out, doesn’t mean I can’t do everything to get tu out”
A heavy silence filled the el espacio between them.
“Thanks, Dean” Cas eventually said.
“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.
Cas beached on the street, far away from Rufus’ cabin. He wasn’t sure how to feel. He was angry, because Dean wouldn’t listen to him. Dean always thought he knew everything better. He was disappointed, because Dean had no faith in him at all.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t tu hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t tu recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he dicho breathless. “How did tu find me? What are tu doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need tu to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t tu hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t tu recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he dicho breathless. “How did tu find me? What are tu doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need tu to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
