Meg took Cas’ scarred hands in hers and looked at them closely.
“Where did tu leave the bandage?” she asked.
“Bathroom” Cas mumbled numb.
Meg let go of him and climbed off the bed. She left the room and headed to the bathroom. She opened the door and held her breath.
Cas pushed himself up and stumbled out of bed. He staggered to the window and opened it. He looked down and tried to figure out the best way to fall down. He had to be dead, not crippled.
Meg cleaned up the blood and collected the bandage, before she went back to Cas’ room. She opened the door and dropped the bandage. Cas was sitting on the edge of the window.
“What are tu doing?” Meg asked careful, trying not to scare him. “Get of off there”
Cas shook his head. “I have to die. The voice dicho I have to die” he explained cryptic.
“What voice? What are tu talking about?” Meg asked confused as she slowly walked towards him.
“The voice in my head. tu heard it, too. He dicho awful things to you, when I was in the hospital” Cas dicho trembling.
“No, Cas” Meg responded, getting a bit terrified. “That was you. Those words came out of your mouth. tu dicho them, no one else”
“I thought tu of all people would understand” Cas dicho defeated. He was about to jump, when Meg grabbed his arm and pulled him back inside. She quickly locked the windows and walked back to the door to collect the bandage. She winded them around Cas’ hands, tying him up.
“What are tu doing?” Cas mumbled careless.
“Maybe you’re willing to give up, but I’m not. I will figure out what it is that’s driving tu nuts” Meg replied passionately. “Oh, and tu know how they tell tu to listen to the voice inside you?” Cas nodded. “Don’t” Meg added and she tied Cas’ hands onto the bed. “Stay here”
Since Cas was tied up, he had no other choice then to watch her go. He had no idea how long she’d be gone, so he’d have to mover fast.
“Where did tu leave the bandage?” she asked.
“Bathroom” Cas mumbled numb.
Meg let go of him and climbed off the bed. She left the room and headed to the bathroom. She opened the door and held her breath.
Cas pushed himself up and stumbled out of bed. He staggered to the window and opened it. He looked down and tried to figure out the best way to fall down. He had to be dead, not crippled.
Meg cleaned up the blood and collected the bandage, before she went back to Cas’ room. She opened the door and dropped the bandage. Cas was sitting on the edge of the window.
“What are tu doing?” Meg asked careful, trying not to scare him. “Get of off there”
Cas shook his head. “I have to die. The voice dicho I have to die” he explained cryptic.
“What voice? What are tu talking about?” Meg asked confused as she slowly walked towards him.
“The voice in my head. tu heard it, too. He dicho awful things to you, when I was in the hospital” Cas dicho trembling.
“No, Cas” Meg responded, getting a bit terrified. “That was you. Those words came out of your mouth. tu dicho them, no one else”
“I thought tu of all people would understand” Cas dicho defeated. He was about to jump, when Meg grabbed his arm and pulled him back inside. She quickly locked the windows and walked back to the door to collect the bandage. She winded them around Cas’ hands, tying him up.
“What are tu doing?” Cas mumbled careless.
“Maybe you’re willing to give up, but I’m not. I will figure out what it is that’s driving tu nuts” Meg replied passionately. “Oh, and tu know how they tell tu to listen to the voice inside you?” Cas nodded. “Don’t” Meg added and she tied Cas’ hands onto the bed. “Stay here”
Since Cas was tied up, he had no other choice then to watch her go. He had no idea how long she’d be gone, so he’d have to mover fast.
Rachel stroke her fingers through her hair. “Oh my God. What have I done?” she mumbled agitated. “Think, Rachel, think” She looked around. Then she grabbed Gabe’s feet and dragged him to the farthest corner.
She ran to the stairs and went to the cocina where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the segundo drawer siguiente to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
She ran to the stairs and went to the cocina where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the segundo drawer siguiente to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
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.
“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.
Zoey woke up in a hospital bed. She wasn’t happy to be there. Crowley had taken away her ángel powers and she was completely human again.
She walked to the door and opened it. She came face to face with a guardian.
“Miss Allen, where are tu going?” the guardian asked.
“What is this?” Zoey frowned. “Why is there police guarding my room?”
“I’m just following orders, Miss Allen” the guardian answered. “My boss has a few preguntas for you”
“Then I guess tu should call him” Zoey dicho and she walked back into her room.
She walked to the window and opened it. Her room was on ground floor, so she didn’t have to climb that deep. She swung her leg over the edge, followed por her other leg. She jumped and landed on the pavers. She turned around and ran away.
She walked to the door and opened it. She came face to face with a guardian.
“Miss Allen, where are tu going?” the guardian asked.
“What is this?” Zoey frowned. “Why is there police guarding my room?”
“I’m just following orders, Miss Allen” the guardian answered. “My boss has a few preguntas for you”
“Then I guess tu should call him” Zoey dicho and she walked back into her room.
She walked to the window and opened it. Her room was on ground floor, so she didn’t have to climb that deep. She swung her leg over the edge, followed por her other leg. She jumped and landed on the pavers. She turned around and ran away.
“Daphne? It’s time to let me go” Martin dicho soft.
Daphne lifted her head and stared at him with wet and bloodshot eyes. “How? I can’t”
“It’s time for me to mover on” Martin said. “I’ve been wandering around for too long. I’m done here. If I stay much longer, I could turn into a vengeful spirit”
Daphne shook her head. “I don’t believe that”
“You didn’t believe I would mostrar up in the first place, either” Martin pointed out.
Daphne pulled her shoulders. “How do I let tu go? Aren’t tu supposed to walk into the light o something?”
Martin laughed. “Not exactly. tu have to salt and burn my bones”
“So I need to go to the cemetery?” Daphne asked.
“No. That grave is empty” Martin dicho bitter.
“Then where are your bones?” Daphne asked nervous.
“You’re standing on them” Martin answered.
Daphne lifted her head and stared at him with wet and bloodshot eyes. “How? I can’t”
“It’s time for me to mover on” Martin said. “I’ve been wandering around for too long. I’m done here. If I stay much longer, I could turn into a vengeful spirit”
Daphne shook her head. “I don’t believe that”
“You didn’t believe I would mostrar up in the first place, either” Martin pointed out.
Daphne pulled her shoulders. “How do I let tu go? Aren’t tu supposed to walk into the light o something?”
Martin laughed. “Not exactly. tu have to salt and burn my bones”
“So I need to go to the cemetery?” Daphne asked.
“No. That grave is empty” Martin dicho bitter.
“Then where are your bones?” Daphne asked nervous.
“You’re standing on them” Martin answered.
