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.
“Are tu afraid of heights?” Cas whispered in Meg’s ear. Meg shook her head. “Okay” Cas ran quietly to the door and closed it carefully. “I amor people who keep a lock on their door” he whispered as he turned the key.
Dean entered the bathroom and saw the clothes in the ducha, ducha de cabin. He bent through his knees and picked some up. He recognized them and realized both Cas and Meg were here o had been here and it wasn’t hard to figure out what they had been doing. He left the bathroom and wanted to open the closest bedroom, which was locked.
“Cas?” Dean shouted and banged the door. “I know you’re in there. And I know Meg’s in there, too”
Cas opened the window and he and Meg climbed over the edge.
Dean aimed at the lock and shot. The door opened and he walked inside. There was no one, but the window stood wide open.
Sam walked back upstairs. Everyone in the basement was dead. Halfway the stairs he stopped as he heard the engines of the Impala running. There was no way Dean would leave without him, so he raced upstairs.
Dean ran towards the window, just in time to see his baby driving away.
“Son of a bitch!” he cursed.
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.
“Are tu afraid of heights?” Cas whispered in Meg’s ear. Meg shook her head. “Okay” Cas ran quietly to the door and closed it carefully. “I amor people who keep a lock on their door” he whispered as he turned the key.
Dean entered the bathroom and saw the clothes in the ducha, ducha de cabin. He bent through his knees and picked some up. He recognized them and realized both Cas and Meg were here o had been here and it wasn’t hard to figure out what they had been doing. He left the bathroom and wanted to open the closest bedroom, which was locked.
“Cas?” Dean shouted and banged the door. “I know you’re in there. And I know Meg’s in there, too”
Cas opened the window and he and Meg climbed over the edge.
Dean aimed at the lock and shot. The door opened and he walked inside. There was no one, but the window stood wide open.
Sam walked back upstairs. Everyone in the basement was dead. Halfway the stairs he stopped as he heard the engines of the Impala running. There was no way Dean would leave without him, so he raced upstairs.
Dean ran towards the window, just in time to see his baby driving away.
“Son of a bitch!” he cursed.
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.
