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Dean quickly showered. Though he wanted to go and find Cas as soon as possible, he was also determined to take care of Cas’ body, while he was in it. Looking in the mirror he checked the tatuajes again. He would have to ask Sam whether he recognized it and if he didn’t, they could still look it up.
Dean hurried in his clothes and then took his phone and dialed Sam’s number.
“Dean?” Sam asked urgent.
“Yeah” Dean dicho with Cas’ voice. “Okay, don’t freak out, but something happened. Cas and I are in each other’s bodies and this time it’s not physical”
Sam didn’t respond right away as he needed some time to absorb that information.
“Are tu saying…Do tu mean…” he stammered in amazement. Then he pulled himself together. “Did tu sleep with Cas? As in…have sex?”
“Yeah” Dean replied obvious. “I amor him, he loves me, why wait?”
“Uhu” Sam mumbled dazed. “Don’t forget to invite me for the wedding” he added sarcastically.
“I really wish tu would take me serious” Dean dicho hurt. “Anyways, why I’m calling, is Cas with you?”
Now Sam’s shock made room for confusion. “No, I thought he was with you”
“He ran off” Dean explained disappointed. “He seemed a little agitated, like he wanted to get away from me as far as possible”
“Dean, tu have to find him” Sam comentó sharp.
“I know! I have to find him and convince him that what we have is beautiful and nothing to be ashamed-”
“No, Dean” Sam cut off his brother’s romantic declaration. “You have to find him so Anna can make him human again”
“What are tu talking about? Why would she want to make him human again?” Dean asked.
“Because she says his powers are consuming him and the only way to stop the killing is to take away his powers. That means tu and Cas have to come back inicial so Anna can do what needs to be done” Sam explained.
“Alright, Sammy” Dean mumbled distracted. “I’ll find Cas. I promise”
He hung up. He was going to find Cas, but he wasn’t going to take him back home. No one was going to touch his angel.
“What was it?” Meg asked sharp, forcing Cas to look at her por grabbing his shoulders. “What did Heather give you? If it’s something dangerous…You know medicine can kill you, don’t you? If tu take too much of it”
Cas freed himself and turned around. “Yes, I know that. I am not stupid” he snapped, while he rubbed his fingers. “I don’t know what Heather gave me. All I know is that the pain is gone and isn’t that exactly what we wanted?”
“Well, if tu don’t know then I guess I’ll have to ask someone who does” Meg replied cold. She turned around and wanted to leave...
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Meg took a bite from the waffle and frowned. “Did tu put chocolate in it?” she asked, looking up at Cas.
“Yeah, Anna told me tu liked it as a human and since you’re human again…” Cas explained. “I wanted to do something nice for you”
“Hmm” Meg said, taking another bite from her waffle. “Seems to me that you’re trying to make up for something”
Cas bit his lip and sat down. He took Meg’s hand. “Yeah, I’ve been…quite a jerk to tu yesterday. But…the pain…it was really bad” he tried to explain.
Meg pulled her hand away. “Yeah, I get it” she answered a...
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The siguiente morning.
Cas opened the door of his bedroom and saw Meg sitting on the floor, sleeping. He bent through his knees and picked her up. He carried her through the hallway and walked into her room. There he lay her down on the cama and covered her with the sheets. He leaned adelante, hacia adelante and kissed her forehead. Then he turned around and left, going back to his room. He took the sheets and rolled them in a ball, taking them downstairs to the laundry. He had no idea how to work with a washer, but there was a manual, so maybe if he’d read extra careful, he might figure it out.
It took him five...
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Cas was sitting on the hospital mesa, tabla and the doctor was doing some basic examinations. Checking his eyes, checking his ears, checking his throat, taking his blood pressure, listening to his heart.
“Seems all very normal, Mr. Novak” Dr. Spencer said. “So, you’re not feeling very well” he continued and he was going to say more, when Cas interrupted him.
“Do tu think I’d be here if I were feeling good?” he snapped demeaning.
“Cas!” Meg hissed between her teeth. “Don’t be such a jerk”
“We’re not supposed to be here” Cas objected hostile. “Anna gave us the specific...
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Cas scribbled up and walked to the cama where he sat down. Meg walked to him and also sat down. “Let me see” she dicho soft and she reached for the buttons on his shirt, but Cas pulled away.
“It’s just a scratch” he objected.
“Don’t be ridiculous” Meg replied and she opened the buttons. She shoved the camisa, camiseta over his shoulders and then went sitting behind him so she could take a good look at the wound. “It’s not that deep. I think I can stitch it myself” She stood from the cama and looked around. “If I were a needle and a thread, where would I be?” She took a deep breath....
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Meg was sleeping on the couch. She was so bored she had fallen asleep. She abruptly woke up when someone was banging the door and she had to get up.
“What?” she asked grumpy when she saw Anna standing in the doorway.
“Can I come in?” she asked as she entered the motel room. Meg raised her eyebrows as she closed the door. “We need to talk” Anna dicho casual. “You probably wonder why I didn’t fly into your motel room”
“Not really, no” Meg comentó slowly. “What do we have to talk about?” she asked slightly nervous. Now that she was a human, ángeles really scared the crap...
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Stefan looked around him. Rebekah had brought him to a party for which they weren’t invited. But she had used her charms to have the owner of the house to invite them in. “What are we doing here?”
“Doing groceries” Rebekah replied. She let her eyes glide over the guests as if she was comparing products.
“I have blood bags” Stefan said. Rebekah gave him a disgusted look. “I’m not eating deep fried food. I prefer it to be fresh. Sure tu agree”
“Blood is blood” Stefan said.
“There” Rebekah pointed at the corner left from Stefan. “He looks yummy”
“Rebekah” Stefan...
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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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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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Sam was back at Rufus’ cabin. He walked back to the mesa, tabla where he lit the three candles. He picked up the cuchillo and cut his arm. The blood dripped in the bowl that was still standing in the center of the table. He struck a match a threw it in the bowl and the flames rose up.
At first nothing happened.
“Crowley, get down here! Before I get angry!” Sam yelled furious.
“Alright, alright, don’t lose your head” Crowley said. He appeared behind Sam and Sam quickly turned around. Crowley looked at his watch. “I give tu two minutes. Make them count”
“Where’s Dean?” Sam asked insisting....
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Cas sank down on the bed. How was he supposed to find this Macky-person if he didn’t know where he lived o how he looked? Why didn’t Daphne ask the address? She must’ve been really upset with him.
He walked downstairs, just in time to see Daphne throwing the gofres in the garbage bin. “What are tu doing? Meg made those gofres for me…and you”
Daphne looked up. “And we all know what happens when Meg starts handing out food. Have tu forgotten what happened to Zoey and me?” she snapped.
“I’m sorry” Cas dicho soft. “I’m going to find that man. Will tu be okay, here?”...
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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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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.
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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