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Cas parked his car in front of Heather’s house. He looked at Meg.
“Are tu tired?” he asked concerned. He pointed at Heather’s house. “Maybe your ex-colleague will give tu a place to sleep”
“What about you? You’re not leaving me here, are you?” Meg dicho a little worried. Cas unbuckled and got out of the car. Meg did the same. They walked to the front door and knocked.
Five minutos later Heather opened the door.
“Meg! Cas! What are tu guys doing here?” she exclaimed surprised.
“Can we come in?” Meg asked.
“Sure” Heather replied and she stepped aside, to let them...
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Meg entered the cocina and saw how Mrs. Jones was bleeding over her entire body. Cas was holding her arms and stared at her.
“Cas?” Meg asked careful, breaking Cas’ concentration. He let go of Mrs. Jones and turned his head to Meg.
“Are tu sure tu want to be here, right now, Meg?” he asked a little annoyed. “It’s about to get messy”
“Are tu kidding?” Meg scoffed. “I was a demon for centuries. I amor messy”
Cas smiled an evil smile, one that Meg had never seen on his face before, and his eyes were cold as he looked back at Mrs. Jones.
“You know you’re going to die,...
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School was out and Jerrick walked to the gate. He didn’t see his mother anywhere, but a strange woman came his way.
“Hi, Jerrick” Meg dicho charming when she reached the eight año old. Jerrick took a few steps back. “Don’t be afraid. I know tu don’t know me, but do tu remember being sick and a man made tu feel better?”
Jerrick nodded heavily.
“I’m a very good friend of that man. He’s visiting your mom and I was so kind to come and pick tu up” Meg explained.
Jerrick’s teacher walked towards them.
“Is there a problem?” she asked suspicious.
“No, I’m just picking...
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Cas gave the note to Meg. “Keep it somewhere safe” he warned her and she put it in her pocket. “Hey, Meg, have tu checked the parte superior, arriba floor? I think tu should. Who knows what treasures tu might find”
Meg saw how Cas was gazing at Mrs. Jones and realized he was about to get really started. “Can I take whatever I want?” she asked in a serious tone.
“Absolutely. Knock yourself out” Cas permitted her as if Mrs. Jones possessions belonged to him. Meg left the room and Cas put his chair closer to Mrs. Jones.
“Alone at last” he dicho soft.
“Listen, tu can still go back” Mrs....
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Mrs. Jones tried to get up, but Cas pushed her back down on the chair. “Meg, why don’t tu go check the car? I’m sure there’s some useful stuff in there”
“Be right back” Meg smiled and she went away.
“You don’t have to do this” Mrs. Jones insisted. “You can take your girl and leave and we can all pretend tu were never here”
“You like to pretend, don’t you?” Cas noted. He heard the door close and Meg running back into the kitchen, holding up ropes.
“Is this useful?” she smirked. Cas nodded with his head and Meg walked to him.
“Tie her hands to the arm-rests”...
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Mrs. Jones was cleaning the breakfast mesa, tabla when someone rang the bell. She put the dishes on the dresser and walked to the front door. She opened and froze.
“You” she dicho weak when seeing Cas.
“Hello, Mrs. Jones” Cas dicho friendly. “Can I come in, please?”
“I…I don’t know, Mr…” Mrs. Jones stammered reluctant.
“Novak. Castiel Novak” Cas introduced himself. He nodded at Meg. “This is Meg Masters. She’s a close friend. Please, Mrs. Jones, I just want to talk to you”
Mrs. Jones sighed. “Fine, then” she dicho and she let them in. She led them to the cocina where...
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“You are amazing! tu totally ditched them!” Meg dicho full admiration. She was driving the Impala. She didn’t have the keys, but she didn’t need them. Just because she was human, didn’t mean she was a saint. “So, where do tu want to go?” she asked, looking at Cas.
Cas pulled a paper out of his chaqueta and opened it. “I need to find these people, in the exact order” Cas dicho serious.
Meg took the paper out of his hand and studied it, while trying to keep an eye on the road. “Who are they?” she asked curious.
“People who’ve wronged me” Cas explained bitter. “People...
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“Can tu believe this?” Dean exclaimed furious. “That’s what? The third time he estola my baby? What is wrong with him?”
He and Sam were walking down the calle and while Dean kept ranting on about how Cas was abusing his car, Sam remained rather quiet.
“What’s up with you?” Dean asked when he paused his venting for a moment.
“You didn’t go into that basement” Sam dicho dark.
“Why? What was there?” Dean demanded to know.
“Two men. Dead. One of them tortured and eaten por rats” Sam answered. “The other one stabbed to death”
Dean sighed and looked around to make...
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Dean opened the door of the mansion and he and Sam entered. Anna had told them where to find Cas.
Dean walked into the living room and saw the old man on the carpet, his eyes wide open. Sam pulled out his gun and so did Dean.
“Cas?” Dean called.
Meg’s eyes widened and Cas quickly covered her mouth. He pulled her behind the closet. “Hush” he whispered and he removed his hand.
Dean looked at Sam and signed he’d buscar upstairs and Sam would buscar downstairs. Dean sneaked upstairs and listened carefully.
Sam ran downstairs into the basement and became sick when he saw the two corpses....
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Cas and Meg left the basement and walked back into the living room.
“You should get yourself cleaned up. If Sam and Dean see the blood on your clothes, they’re going to ask questions” Meg dicho wise.
“Then I shall use his bathroom” Cas said. “Care to registrarse me?” he winked as he reached out his hand. Meg smiled back mischievous and accepted his hand. Cas pulled her to him and kissed her passionately. She jumped in his arms and he carried her upstairs to the bathroom. Their clothes still on Cas walked into the ducha, ducha de cabina and put Meg down.
Meg touched for the tap and opened it, letting...
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“Cas?” Meg called from the living room in the mansion. She was standing siguiente to the corpse of the owner of the mansion.
Cas stumbled upstairs and came into the living room. He fell backwards against the muro and sank down on the carpet.
Meg quickly ran towards him and bent through her knees. She took his hands and noticed the blood on his hands. “Are tu hurt?”
Cas shook his head. “No” he dicho out of breath. “It’s not my blood. It’s Frederik’s and Marcus’s” He looked at Meg, terrified.
Meg swallowed. “Did tu kill them?” she asked, though she already knew the answer....
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Cas was finished cutting letters out of Frederik’s chest. He conjured a needle and thread and pushed it through the letters, combining them and making some sort of necklace. He walked to Frederik and hung the collar around his neck.
He noticed how Frederik was losing conscience. His head hung down, drool came out of his mouth and he was deathly pale.
“Hey, stay up! Don’t fall asleep. We’re not done yet” Cas snarled and he punched Frederik in the face. Frederik opened his eyes, forgot for a segundo where he was, then remembered por seeing Cas.
“What are tu still doing here? That...
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Meg was pacing up and down the motel room. Both Sam and Dean had turned off their phones, so she had no idea if they had found Cas yet o not.
“Screw you, Dean” she growled and she walked to the door, forgetting it was locked. “Damn it!”
“I see tu could use some help” Anna dicho from behind Meg. Meg turned around in fear. She never felt comfortable around angels, even now that she was a human. Anna quickly walked towards Meg. “I hope you’re trying to get out so tu can go to Cas?” she dicho in an interrogating tone.
“You know where he is?” Meg asked agitated.
“You could...
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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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Dean slowed down in a calle near the café. A few yards further a police camioneta, van was parked. Yellow stripes marked a crime scene and people in white costumes were discussing with people in black costumes.
“You think it’s Cas?” Sam asked, looking at Dean from the corner of his eye.
“If it’s not, I’m fairly certain he’s got something to do with it” Dean replied dark, before getting out of the car. He walked steady to the crime scene as he pulled out one of his fake ID’s. “FBI, what do tu got?”
“Man, 43, looks like he’s strangled to death” the coroner said. He took a...
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Think, Frederik, think. Talk to him. Keep him from whatever it is he’s planning with you, Frederik thought.
“What we did was wrong, I know that” he dicho loud. “But tu have to understand. I have a daughter and I was afraid that tu would-”
“That I would what?” Cas interrupted furious, pointing the sword against Frederik’s throat. “That I would rape her? Just like I raped Alex? For the last time I didn’t do that!”
“Please, man, I have a wife and two kids. They need me” Frederik begged.
“You spent every evening in that café, don’t tu think they’re better off without...
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“What do tu mean, he left?” Sam asked, looking at Meg, requesting a reasonable explanation. Meg turned to Dean, whose expression told her he already understood what was going on. He read the note and said. “So he told tu to start at a café?” Meg nodded. “Unfinished business. Cas, tu idiot” Dean dicho in himself.
“Is someone going to explain me what’s going on?” Sam exclaimed. “What unfinished business? What is Cas up to?”
Dean and Meg glared at each other.
“Have a seat” Dean decided. Sam sat down on a chair, looking expectedly at his older brother. “You remember...
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Cas appeared inside a mansion, holding his two victims tightly. The owner of the house stood up from his asiento and looked shocked at the intruder.
“What, in heaven’s name, do tu think you’re doing?” the older man asked furious.
Cas pushed the men on the floor and walked steady to the man. Before the man could do so much as blink, Cas grabbed his neck and snapped it. Then he walked back to the others, grabbed their collars and dragged them to the basement.
He chained them up on their wrists and a few segundos later they were hanging on the ceiling. He searched their pockets and conjured...
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Cas’ phone rang as he walked slowly towards the other two men. Without looking he picked up. “Meg”
“Where are you?” Meg asked a little hysterical. She was standing por the table, holding Cas’ note in her hand.
“I believe I left tu a piece of paper with my whereabouts” Cas replied.
“Yeah. Dear Meg, I have some unfinished business I have to deal with. I’ll be back tomorrow” Meg read from the note. “What unfinished business? Where are you?” she repeated a little angry.
Cas didn’t answer immediately. He had spotted his targets and caught up with them. “Do tu remember...
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Cas walked inside the same café he had been the night he found out Meg was human, too. He looked around and noticed to his great delight that the same three men were sitting at the same mesa, tabla as last time he had seen them there.
He stared at them, until they felt it and turned their heads to him. He smirked as if he wanted to say: ‘Come and get me’
He turned around and left the café. The three men looked at the bartender. “Come on, he’s asking for it” one of them dicho disbelieving. The bartender shot them a warning glance. He allowed it once, but not again.
“I will call the cops...
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