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posted by invader-badray1
after Gaz Did What she did To Bad would he change and would he Fight Back The 'Need of Pleasure' and Why Did Gaz Did it To herself to Make Bad Like This.. Now Bad Need To Find a Way To Fight Back The 'Need of Pleasure' To Stop if Not What would Happen To Every one will There Be Bad&Gaz = Bazy, Who Knows So Hold on your Lil Weird nasty excited human Feelings ugliest Humans.... and Why Do Zim And Bad Look aLike? and B-DAYS on marchs and Will Any One Even Get Gir some Cup Cakes Cuz hes Crying for sum n One day humans They maybe, be POV's in Here just remember
Purgatory.
Dean was all alone. Or at least he hoped so. Cas had told him that this was where all evil things go after they die, but so far Dean hadn’t seen any and he hoped that it would stay that way until he found a way out. ‘Cause that was one thing he was certain of. He was going to get out of here and then he would find Cas and kill him.
How could Cas do this to him? Dean had forgiven him for his betrayal, he had given him a second chance and what did Cas do to thank him? He left him at some dark place where he most likely would be ‘ripped to shreds’, to say it with Cas’ words....
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He grabbed Daphne’s arm and dragged her to the sitting room. He pushed her down on the seat and tied her up. He looked around.
“Where do you keep your towels?” he asked. He needed something to cover her mouth. Daphne kept her mouth shut and the demon hit her. “Guess, I’ll have to go find them myself”
He walked through the house until he found the kitchen. He opened all drawers and found the towels. He picked out a dark blue one and walked back to the sitting room. He walked behind Daphne and tied the towel around her cheeks.
“Hey, I saw you made breakfast. You wouldn’t mind,...
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Cas and Alexia were sitting at the living table, playing Don’t lose your head and Cas was losing, when the bell rang.
“I think that’s the babysitter” Cas said and he stood up and walked to the front door. When he opened the door he saw a teenage girl. She was wearing a blue tank top and jeans. Her clothes stuck on her body from the rain. She was holding a rugsack over her head to avoid getting any wetter.
“Are you going to let me in?” she said shivering. Cas stepped aside and let the girl in, after which he closed the door.
“Are you Shannen?” he asked.
“Uhu” Shannen confirmed....
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Just like the first time he’d had a patient Cas just needed to close his eyes and concentrate. When he opened his eyes he and Alexia were standing in front of a poor looking house.
“I don’t think the people that live here will have the money to pay you, uncle Emmanuel” Alexia said sad.
“I won’t ask for money” Cas replied. “The mother and her son can offer me their gratitude. That will be enough”
That cheered Alexia up. “You really are a good person, uncle Emmanuel”
Cas frowned. It seemed like Alexia was trying to convince him of that, but he didn’t know why. He walked...
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His hand hurt so much he couldn’t speak.
“Can I speak with you for a moment? Outside?” the female cop said. She grabbed his arm and pulled him outside. As soon as the door closed she let him go.
“For God’s sake, it’s your first day back. You really going to ruin it now? Control yourself” she hissed. “Did you hear what he said? He’s basically telling us that the poor woman had it coming” he snapped.
“I heard him, okay?” she said. Her face got a little softer. “Look, I know it’s hard, given the circumstances, but you have to keep it together”
“I know”
“How’s...
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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 or 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 waffles in the garbage bin. “What are you doing? Meg made those waffles for me…and you”
Daphne looked up. “And we all know what happens when Meg starts handing out food. Have you forgotten what happened to Zoey and me?” she snapped.
“I’m sorry” Cas said soft. “I’m going to find that man. Will you be okay, here?”...
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Daphne opened the wardrobe and picked out a pair of jeans and a T-shirt. She gave it to Cas. “We already know you have the same size as my brother, so why not wear his clothes”
“Shouldn’t I have my own clothes?” Cas asked careful.
“We’re not going to spend money if it’s not really necessary” Daphne said reproachful. “Besides, you’re really not in a position to make demands”
Cas looked down, ashamed of his behavior. Then he looked up again. “You’re right. I’m sorry” he said and he put on the clothes.
Daphne’s phone rang and as she picked up she said: “Make the...
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Cas walked downstairs, his suit in his arms, when he bumped into someone. “Watch out where you’re going” a slow, familiar and female voice said.
“What are you doing here?” Cas asked.
“Saving you” Meg said smug. “I saw you walking into the house and well, I know a thing or two about weddings. No celebration before the ceremony. No seeing the bride before the ceremony. I bet your Daphne Dearest is now going all crazy”
“You shouldn’t be here” Cas said, looking around, hoping no one would see them together.
“You’re absolutely right” Meg nodded. “But neither should you....
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Cas was cleaning up the mess the guests had left behind when he saw Daphne’s reflection in the mirror. He looked down and put the glasses in the sink.
“Emmanuel” Daphne said soft. Cas didn’t respond. “Emmanuel, look at me” Cas reluctantly turned around, but still didn’t look at her.
Daphne cupped his face, forcing him to look up. “Emmanuel, honey, I am so sorry for yelling at you. Please believe me”
The look in his eyes made her step back. “You’re not afraid of me, are you?” she asked slowly. Cas didn’t answer that question.
“You should consider your actions before...
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Two weeks later

Daphne was in the shower, Zoey was out and Cas was sitting at the breakfast table when the bell rang. Still in his dressing-gown and bare feet he opened the door and stared at two older people. The man had grey hair, a big nose, brown eyes and chubby cheeks. The woman had chestnut hair, but that wasn’t her natural color. She had green eyes, a sharp face and thin lips.
“Are you going to let us in?” the man said. His wife was a little too shocked by the fact that Cas wasn’t dressed yet.
“I can’t let strangers in” Cas said.
“Those are my parents, moron” Zoey said....
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“He’s a cop, Zoey!” Daphne exclaimed. “What else do you need?”
“I’m sorry, D, I wasn’t thinking” Zoey said.
Cas was sitting at the kitchen table 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 you myself”
Cas stood up, but Daphne walked to him and pushed him on the chair again.
“You’re not going anywhere” she said sharp.
Zoey took a deep breath. “Maybe we should...
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The nurse opened the door and pushed the wheelchair into the room. Daphne was sitting on the bed and at the table 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 or mentally strong enough to answer any” the doctor said, while entering the room.
“I feel fine” Cas mumbled.
“Well, you heard him. He’s peachy. Please leave the room” the officer said with a wave of his hand.
“I’m not going anywhere” Daphne said stubborn.
“That’s okay” the officer said with a smug look. He rotated...
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“Sir, can you hear me?”
Cas slowly opened his eyes and blinked. He lifted his hand to shut the sharp light out. Someone was pointing a really small flash light at his eyes.
“Sir, I need to check your eyes. Could you hold your hands down, please?”
It was a man and he was wearing a white coat. Cas vaguely remembered these people were called doctors.
“Looks all good” the doctor said. He looked up at Cas. “You are one very lucky man, Mister…?”
Cas shook his head. “I don’t know what my name is. I don’t know anything…about anything” He said it as if he was talking about not...
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Elena was lying on her bed, her eyes red from the tears she had cried, when Stefan walked in.
“Okay, that wasn’t exactly the image I had in mind” he said. He walked to the bed and sank down. “You want to talk about it?”
Elena shrugged and dried her eyes. “You can tell your brother he can shove his ego as far up his ass as possible” she said with a heavy voice.
Stefan naturally knew what she was talking about. After all he’d been there when Damon was dodging Elena’s calls.
“Try it again” he said kind.
“I can’t” Elena said. “My phone’s gone. Well, I can’t find it...
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Jeremy walked back to Alaric and Elena. “Are we ready to go?”
They nodded and turned around. Damon was standing a few yards away from him. “I’ll be right back” Elena said. She walked his way, but then he turned around and walked away. Elena held her steps and let her arms hang alongside her body, trying to swallow the crop in her throat and fighting the tears.
Damon walked around the corner and bumped into Bonnie.
“I’m sorry” Bonnie said, but Damon ignored her and walked further. “Damon, wait!” she ran to him and walked in front of him, looking at him.
“What do you want?”...
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The Impala was still parked on the same spot. Meg walked around the car and opened the trunk. She opened one of Cas’ bags and pulled out the first shirt she got her hands on. “Get in the car” she told Cas. “No, passenger seat” she added, when Cas wanted to step inside the driver’s seat. “You can’t drive like that”
She put herself behind the wheel. “I’m surprised you can drive at all” she mumbled.
“I can’t” Cas replied. He leaned backwards and closed his eyes.
“Keys?” Meg said to herself, looking at the connection. “Keys” she answered her own question as...
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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 search upstairs and Sam would search 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?” Meg called from the living room in the mansion. She was standing next to the corpse of the owner of the mansion.
Cas stumbled upstairs and came into the living room. He fell backwards against the wall 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 you hurt?”
Cas shook his head. “No” he said out of breath. “It’s not my blood. It’s Frederik’s and Marcus’s” He looked at Meg, terrified.
Meg swallowed. “Did you kill them?” she asked, though she already knew the answer....
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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 you accuse me off. And yet you believed I was guilty and so you took matters in own hands. You 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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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 said loud. “But you have to understand. I have a daughter and I was afraid that you 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 you think they’re better off without...
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