Bonnie put her hand on the latch and pushed it down. She opened the door and watched Jeremy tossing and turning in his bed. She stepped towards the bed and sank down at the end. She saw the tortured expression on Jeremy’s face and wondered what he was dreaming. Her glance slide from his face to his chest going up and down. There she noticed the drops of blood. Jeremy tugged his shirt as if there was something on his chest that wouldn’t get off. His eyes opened and bulged, but he was still stuck in his dream. He gasped for air, seeming to choke. His hands went up to his throat, his fingers tugging on whatever it was that made him suffocate.
Bonnie lay her hands on Jeremy’s shoulder and shook him. “Jeremy!” she shouted. She gripped his hands, trying to get them away from his throat. “Wake up, Jeremy!” She lay her hand on his chest and she spoke some words in a foreign language.
The twigs of thorns had winded up around his chest to his throat. The more he tugged them the tighter they got. He heard a distant voice calling for him and he felt something warm on his hands. Then the warmth went to his chest. He felt the pressure on his throat, on his whole body, go away. He looked down and saw the twigs going back into the ground.
He sat up and gasped for air. He anxiously looked around. He saw his desk, with his computer. He saw his door. He was awake.
“Hey”
Jeremy looked around, seeing Bonnie sitting at his bed. “What are you doing here?” he asked a little annoyed. The last person he wanted to see after facing a near death experience would be his ex.
“A simple thank you would suffice” Bonnie said not very impressed.
“What are you talking about?” Jeremy asked, though he pretty much knew what she was talking about.
“You were dying, I’m a witch, do the math” Bonnie said. “Anyways, you’re welcome” “Why aren’t you with Damon? You dumped me because of him, I know you did” Jeremy said.
“He’s with Elena now” Bonnie said. Jeremy’s eyes widened. “In her bedroom” Jeremy’s eyes widened even more. “Okay, if your eyes are going to bulge even more they’re going to pop out. I’m sorry of how I make it sound. Elena is… drunk. And Damon and I brought her home. He’s just making sure she’s okay”
Jeremy nodded.
“And I’m making sure you’re okay” Bonnie continued. She stuck out her hand, but Jeremy pushed it away. “Please don’t pretend to care” Bonnie sighed and stood up. She walked towards the door, sank down and leaned against it. “What are you doing?” Jeremy asked confused.
“I’m staying here, to watch over you” Bonnie said. “You can sleep safe now”
“Right” Jeremy nodded. “And what if my dreams try to kill me again?”
“Then I’ll be here to make sure that doesn’t happen” Bonnie said.
Bonnie lay her hands on Jeremy’s shoulder and shook him. “Jeremy!” she shouted. She gripped his hands, trying to get them away from his throat. “Wake up, Jeremy!” She lay her hand on his chest and she spoke some words in a foreign language.
The twigs of thorns had winded up around his chest to his throat. The more he tugged them the tighter they got. He heard a distant voice calling for him and he felt something warm on his hands. Then the warmth went to his chest. He felt the pressure on his throat, on his whole body, go away. He looked down and saw the twigs going back into the ground.
He sat up and gasped for air. He anxiously looked around. He saw his desk, with his computer. He saw his door. He was awake.
“Hey”
Jeremy looked around, seeing Bonnie sitting at his bed. “What are you doing here?” he asked a little annoyed. The last person he wanted to see after facing a near death experience would be his ex.
“A simple thank you would suffice” Bonnie said not very impressed.
“What are you talking about?” Jeremy asked, though he pretty much knew what she was talking about.
“You were dying, I’m a witch, do the math” Bonnie said. “Anyways, you’re welcome” “Why aren’t you with Damon? You dumped me because of him, I know you did” Jeremy said.
“He’s with Elena now” Bonnie said. Jeremy’s eyes widened. “In her bedroom” Jeremy’s eyes widened even more. “Okay, if your eyes are going to bulge even more they’re going to pop out. I’m sorry of how I make it sound. Elena is… drunk. And Damon and I brought her home. He’s just making sure she’s okay”
Jeremy nodded.
“And I’m making sure you’re okay” Bonnie continued. She stuck out her hand, but Jeremy pushed it away. “Please don’t pretend to care” Bonnie sighed and stood up. She walked towards the door, sank down and leaned against it. “What are you doing?” Jeremy asked confused.
“I’m staying here, to watch over you” Bonnie said. “You can sleep safe now”
“Right” Jeremy nodded. “And what if my dreams try to kill me again?”
“Then I’ll be here to make sure that doesn’t happen” Bonnie said.
“If I have to die, so will you” Zoey said.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the fire out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let you go”
“He’ll kill you either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t love me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he said hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If you really love him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the fire out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let you go”
“He’ll kill you either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t love me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he said hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If you really love him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
Cas beached on the street, far away from Rufus’ cabin. He wasn’t sure how to feel. He was angry, because Dean wouldn’t listen to him. Dean always thought he knew everything better. He was disappointed, because Dean had no faith in him at all.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t you hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he said breathless. “How did you find me? What are you doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need you to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t you hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he said breathless. “How did you find me? What are you doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need you to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.