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Doctor Tyson did some standard examinations, while Heather looked from the doctor to Meg, waiting for him to say something.
“I think tu have been very lucky, Miss Masters” he eventually said. “A little más to the left and tu might not have made it”
“When can she go home?” Heather asked.
“I’d like to keep her here in observation for at least the rest of the week” Doctor Tyson. Meg frowned and shook her head.
“No” she mumbled weak. “I have to call Cas” She tried to get out of bed, but Heather stopped her.
“Don’t worry, I’ll take care of it” she dicho and she signed at Doctor Tyson, who followed her to the door.
“She’s talking about Cas Novak” Heather explained. “How is he doing?”
“Not good. He’s under Doctor Spencer’s surveillance” Doctor Tyson answered. Heather glanced at Meg who stared suspicious back at them.
“I’ll fill her in” she said.
“Alright” Doctor Tyson agreed. “I’ll get a nurse to change Miss Masters bandage” He opened the door and almost bumped into a woman. “Excuse me”
“I heard Miss Masters is awake. I need to ask her a few questions” the woman said, mostrando her ID. “Don’t worry, I’ll make it quick” she added and she walked into the room.
“Isabel?” Heather exclaimed when she saw Inspector Roberts walking to the bed. “What are tu doing here?”
“Doing my job” Isabel answered cold. “Miss Masters was shot. I’m here to find out who did it”
She pulled a chair and took a notebook. “Now, Miss Masters, tell me everything tu know”
Meg closed her eyes and leaned back in the pillows.
“Can’t tu come back some other time?” Heather asked. “Can’t tu see she’s exhausted?”
“I will do this” Isabel dicho sharp. “And if tu have a problem with that I’d rather have tu waiting outside”
Meg frowned and opened her eyes again.
“Kevin” she dicho hoarse.
Isabel rotated her head back to Meg. “What did tu say?”
“It was Kevin” Meg repeated. “Kevin Tran”
Jack walked the steps to his front door and opened it. As he hung his capa on the capa rack he shouted: “Darling, I’m home!”
His wife didn’t respond, but there were noises in the kitchen, so he assumed she was cooking cena for him. That was one of the things that made her so amazing. No matter what time he came inicial from work, she would always prepare him a fresh meal. And in return he would flirt with every woman he came across. She really deserved better.
“You know that guy I had to interrogate, the one in the hospital?” he said. “There’s something really off about him. I’m...
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“He’s a cop, Zoey!” Daphne exclaimed. “What else do tu need?”
“I’m sorry, D, I wasn’t thinking” Zoey said.
Cas was sitting at the cocina mesa, tabla watching Daphne and Zoey arguing.
“Perhaps it might be better if I would find another place to stay” he suggested. Zoey rotated her head to him.
“Finally something smart coming out of your mouth” she said. “You know what? Get up, I’ll drive tu myself”
Cas stood up, but Daphne walked to him and pushed him on the chair again.
“You’re not going anywhere” she dicho sharp.
Zoey took a deep breath. “Maybe we should...
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Daphne put the key into the lock and opened the door of her house. She entered and Cas followed her inside. Zoey had come por at the hospital with some clothes, on Daphne’s request.
Daphne entered the cocina and wasn’t surprised to see her sister sitting there.
“Hi” Zoey said, looking up from her laptop. “I see tu brought Mister I don’t have a name home”
Daphne gave her sister a ‘cut it off’ look. “Zoey’s staying here for a few days” she explained to Cas. “She and Gerard are divorced and Alexia, my adorable niece, is staying with her father for the time being. Zoey...
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The nurse opened the door and pushed the wheelchair into the room. Daphne was sitting on the cama and at the mesa, tabla there was an officer standing.
“I would like to ask your patient a few questions” he cut to the chase.
“I’m not sure my patient is physically o mentally strong enough to answer any” the doctor said, while entering the room.
“I feel fine” Cas mumbled.
“Well, tu heard him. He’s peachy. Please leave the room” the officer dicho with a wave of his hand.
“I’m not going anywhere” Daphne dicho stubborn.
“That’s okay” the officer dicho with a smug look. He rotated...
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Half an hora passed por where Cas stared at the ceiling and Dean tried to talk to him. The door opened and Meg entered.
“It’s my turn” she dicho difficult. Dean pretended not to hear her and stayed where he was. But Cas had heard Meg’s voice and lifted up his head. He cast Dean a begging look and tried to free his hand again. But it was as if their hands were glued on to each other’s. Sam grabbed Dean’s wrist and separated the two.
“Come on, we’ll wait outside” he dicho and he dragged Dean out of the room.
Meg walked towards the cama and crawled siguiente to Cas. Cas searched for her...
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“Is it better yet?” Meg asked careful, knowing better. Some cold water and cream weren’t going to help. Cas needed medical attention.
Cas shook his head, trying really hard to keep it together. “No” he dicho difficult. “I need a doctor”
“We can’t take tu to a doctor, Cas. Everyone out there is looking for you” Meg explained remorseful.
“Then get Anna here” Cas panted. “She can heal people”
Now that Cas had dicho it Meg could slap herself. Why hadn’t she thought of that herself? She looked at the ceiling and called for the angel.
“Why are tu calling me?” Anna...
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Dean held his hands tightly against his ears, but Cas’ screeching still found its way in. The door opened and Meg appeared.
“Sam needs tu in there. He wants to try again” she dicho with heavy voice. She walked past him to the bathroom.
Dean entered the room and froze at the sight of Cas’ mutilated body.
“Are tu with me, Dean?” Sam asked sharp. Dean inhaled deeply through his nose.
“Let’s just get it over with” he replied.
“Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica...”...
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Cas opened the buttons on Frederik’s shirt. He placed the sword against the right side of his chest.
“Let’s play a game” he whispered. “I’ll call it the pot calling the kettle black” He pierced the point of the sword into Frederik’s flesh and started forming a letter. “You thought I did something. I was found innocent. The so-called victim clearly stated I did not do what tu accuse me off. And yet tu believed I was guilty and so tu took matters in own hands. tu punished me for my crime” He put the letter on the cabinet and started a new letter. “And now I’ll punish...
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Cas was lying on the bed, his head on Meg’s lap. Anna was also in the room, after Sam had summoned her. There was only one thing left to do. Anna would have to read Cas to see if he was being possessed.
“Are tu sure tu want to do this?” Anna asked soft. Usually she wasn’t so reluctant, but this wasn’t just anyone. This was Cas, her brother. She didn’t want to hurt him.
Cas nodded and Anna came closer to him. She placed her hand on his belly and looked at Meg. “Distract him” she dicho and she stuck her hand inside Cas’ stomach.
Cas gasped and imágenes of Zoey tearing his insides out flashed before his eyes. Meg took his hand and he clenched her fingers. It hurt, but Meg didn’t pull away.
After a minuto Anna withdrew her hand.
“He’s not being possessed” she said.
“What? But that’s impossible” Meg replied astonished.
“He’s not being possessed, Meg” Anna repeated, almost apologizing. And without another word she left the room.
Dean stared at his car, his mouth wide open, unable to speak.
“What?” he dicho shocked. “Baby, what have they done to you?”
“Dean” Sam said, elbowing him and pointing at the entrance of the hospital. Meg came outside and walked towards.
“I saw tu two from the window” she explained.
“Why are tu wearing Cas’ clothes?” Sam asked.
“Long story” Meg replied.
“And what the hell did tu and Cas do with my car?” Dean demanded to know, though part of him wished she wouldn’t answer. Unfortunately she did.
“We fucked” Meg dicho smug. The look on Dean’s face was priceless. “And Cas bled on the front seat. Speaking of Cas, he’s fine. Thanks for asking”
Dean had the courtesy to look ashamed.
“Eh, yeah, I just wanted to ask” he mumbled.
“Follow me” Meg said. “I’ll explain everything inside”
Sam was waiting in line in a local snack bar. While he was waiting he watched the news, airing on a flat screen television, hanging on the ceiling.
“The thirty-five año old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of castillo Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam dicho fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean dicho disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean dicho and Sam heard him lock the door.
Heaven
Anna walked towards a blonde angel, who stared ahead of her.
“You failed” she dicho when Anna came standing siguiente to her.
“I asked Meg if she wanted me to wipe her memories of Cas, but she refused” Anna defended herself. “What was I supposed to do? Just take them?”
The blonde ángel turned to her. “Yes” she replied cold. “Unfortunately, there’s no time for that anymore” she continued, looking back upfront. “We have to prepare. Castiel’s body will shortly return to the Heavens where it belongs”
“Did we have to let it get that far?” Anna asked careful.
The blonde...
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Stories From The Hotel Room- Story 1- "Tell me a REAL story!"

"Dean,why are tu looking out the window?" 7 año old Sammy asked from the couch. A box of half eaten animal crackers in his hand. Even though they were protected por endless salt circles their dad still didn't want them looking out windows and making lots of noise. It was best to pretend they weren't there...so everyone(or thing) would think they weren't there.

"Because I'm waiting for dad."

"Why?"

"Cause he should be back soon that's why."

"Why?"

Dean sighed. Sam has been wanting to know the answer to everything lately. And if Dean had...
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“I called her a slut and told her I never wanted to see her again. Then I left the house. She followed me into the alley. I took a shorter way home. I had taken a cab, but I didn’t want to wait for another one. I wanted to get away from her as soon as possible. So, I took a shortcut via the alley and she followed me. She cried and tried to talk to me. I didn’t want to listen and got angry. She grabbed my arm and tried to stop me from walking away. I slapped her and she fell on the ground. I walked towards her and checked on her. She was awake and she was only hurt a little” Andy said....
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Cas woke up at ten. He came out of cama listless and opened the curtains. It was cloudy and rainy. The weather matched his mood.
He walked downstairs to the fridge and took out some eggs. He had seen Daphne bake eggs and it didn’t seem all that difficult. He put the pan on the cooker and turned it on. But instead of waiting the pan was hot he opened the eggs and threw them in the pan right away.
He pricked in the still fluid egg which appeared to take longer to coagulate. He decided to make some coffee, while he waited.
Just pour some of that brown stuff in that thing, how hard can it be?,...
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Cas was showering while Meg was going through Daphne’s stuff. She found a purple dress and decided to try it on. When she had it on she walked to the bathroom and entered. She opened the curtains.
“How do I look?” she asked, spinning around.
“Is that Daphne’s dress?” Cas dicho frowning.
“Probably” Meg replied.
“Take it off. It’s not yours” Cas dicho a little mad.
“Take it off? Is that an invitation?” Meg teased. She did what he asked and took off the dress. Cas’ eyes grew wide.
“You’re naked” he noticed.
Meg looked down. “Oh, gee, now tu mention it”
“Put the...
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Dean hurried to the seemingly unconscious Cas and turned him over.
“Cas, hey, wake up” he softly said, with a desperate undertone. He wasn’t dead. He couldn’t be. To Dean’s relief Cas opened his eyes with effort.
“Dean?” he whispered hoarse. “Is it over?” he asked, looking at the other two. Dean nodded, grabbed Cas’ hand and pulled him up. He embraced Cas as if he was never letting go. Then he felt a sharp pain in his side. He looked shocked at Cas who cast him a big smile.
“Gotcha” he dicho and he threw Dean against the wall.
“Dean!” Sam exclaimed and ran towards his...
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Cas rubbed his eyes and looked at his friends. “I understand you’re a little overwhelmed” he started. “But I would really like to sleep now”
“Yeah, okay, we can talk tomorrow” Meg dicho with a warning look at Dean.
Cas walked to the single cama and started to undress. Then he realized the amount of eyes staring at him. “Are tu all going to watch me sleep?”
“No, of course not” Sam dicho quickly. He put a hand on Claire’s shoulder. “We’ll take this young lady back home. Come on” he dicho Claire, but Claire pushed his hand away. She walked towards Cas.
“You killed my...
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The siguiente morning.
Cas opened his eyes, hoping Meg would still be with him. But besides him, there was no one in the bed. It had been a rough night. His shoulder kept hurting, but he assumed that was normal. Maybe he should ask Meg if she could help him out.
He got out of cama and frowned. The pain had moved to his head.
“Cas? Are tu up?” Meg called, before she appeared in the doorway. “What’s…wrong?” she asked when Cas sat back down on the bed.
“I don’t…I don’t know” Cas responded.
“Are tu in pain o something?” Meg asked a little irritated, while she walked to the...
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Daphne was baking panqueques, tortitas for Alexia. She shot constant looks at the clock, causing the pancake to burn.
“Damn it” she cursed. She threw the pancake in the garbage can and poured in new dough.
“Aunty Daphne? Where’s mommy?” Alexia asked.
“I don’t know” Daphne dicho nervous. Zoey had been gone all night and wouldn’t pick up her phone. Daphne wasn’t used to babysitting Alexia for that long and fact was that she wasn’t good at it. It was a good thing Alexia was very independent for her age.
The door opened and Daphne looked up. Zoey appeared in the doorway and she looked...
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