Dean knocked on the door of Meg’s motel room. It hadn’t been that hard to figure out where she was staying for the time being. He figured if anyone knew where Cas was it would be Meg. He knocked again, harder.
“Give me five minutes” Meg yelled.
Dean frowned. What the hell was doing in there? Then he heard her scream and got the picture. “Eww” he mumbled. He looked impatiently at his watch.
Meg got off Cas and wrapped the sheets around her body, leaving Cas uncovered on the bed. She walked to the door and opened it.
“Hello, Dean” she said with a satisfied smile.
“I won’t be long. I just wondered if you knew where I can find Cas. I, eh, I need to talk to him” Dean said.
Meg’s smile got bigger and she step aside, so Dean could see Cas lying on the bed.
“What did you do to him?” Dean asked, grabbing Meg’s throat. Cas rushed out of bed and pulled Dean away from her.
“Do not touch her, Dean” he ordered threatening.
“Yeah, Dean, don’t touch me” Meg said. She walked in front of Cas, covering his naked parts. Only she was allowed to see them.
Dean took a deep breath to calm himself down. “I came here to tell you I’m sorry about yesterday. I know what happened and I went too far. I’m sorry”
“Apology accepted” Cas said.
“Put your clothes on” Dean said. “You’re coming with me”
“Why?” Cas wanted to know.
“Because you’re part of the team” Dean said obvious.
“I am?” Cas asked flattered. “Then I should come. It’s just that I don’t have any clothes. Meg ruined them”
Dean looked at Meg, who shrugged. “I was in a hurry” she said.
“Stay here” Dean said. “I’ll be right back”
“Give me five minutes” Meg yelled.
Dean frowned. What the hell was doing in there? Then he heard her scream and got the picture. “Eww” he mumbled. He looked impatiently at his watch.
Meg got off Cas and wrapped the sheets around her body, leaving Cas uncovered on the bed. She walked to the door and opened it.
“Hello, Dean” she said with a satisfied smile.
“I won’t be long. I just wondered if you knew where I can find Cas. I, eh, I need to talk to him” Dean said.
Meg’s smile got bigger and she step aside, so Dean could see Cas lying on the bed.
“What did you do to him?” Dean asked, grabbing Meg’s throat. Cas rushed out of bed and pulled Dean away from her.
“Do not touch her, Dean” he ordered threatening.
“Yeah, Dean, don’t touch me” Meg said. She walked in front of Cas, covering his naked parts. Only she was allowed to see them.
Dean took a deep breath to calm himself down. “I came here to tell you I’m sorry about yesterday. I know what happened and I went too far. I’m sorry”
“Apology accepted” Cas said.
“Put your clothes on” Dean said. “You’re coming with me”
“Why?” Cas wanted to know.
“Because you’re part of the team” Dean said obvious.
“I am?” Cas asked flattered. “Then I should come. It’s just that I don’t have any clothes. Meg ruined them”
Dean looked at Meg, who shrugged. “I was in a hurry” she said.
“Stay here” Dean said. “I’ll be right back”
''well it dont seem like nothin'' flame said '' well i like spyro but he already has a mate'' ''OMG shes lookin for a mate better play cool'' flame thought ''well im free'' ''but i got to know ya better b4 i look for a mate'' ''u went for spyro and u dont him yet ether'' true but hes so cute i cant resist'' well do ya wanna hang out'' okay'' lets go to the lake and fish'' ''sure'' at the lake spyro and cynder were already there fishin and ember saw them '' oh great spyro's with that nasty witch cynder again she's the evil one from the dark master wy wood he go out with her'' she thought ''lets go to this spot'' flame said snapping ember out of her trance-like state ''comin'' then cynder said ''woah spyro i caught i big one!'' ''good goin cynder'' ''thats good food for us'' ''tehtehtehteh'' cynder giggled ''u a good fisher too'' ''lets go back to the gardians with the food'' ''okay'' cynder said.
Sometime in our life, everyone must face the fear of rejection and being alone in the big, messed upn world.
Just what exactly do we know about love?
What insanity drives us to go through the whole heart-aching process that we dearly desire?
I, myself faced a type of rejection not long ago. There was a guy i liked in my year, who is very cute and therefor has lots of pretty fans of his own.
One day, i decided that i was getting too depressed about the whole thing and decided to tell him. or ecactly get my mate to tell him, and it turned out...not so greatly.
He knew that i like him-am i too obvious?-and does not, in any way at all, like me.
i tried not to be so damn depressed, but i cracked when i was walking home, i started crying. and he has no idea what an idiot i felt like, likig someone who doesn't like me. who doesn't know i exists...
Just what exactly do we know about love?
What insanity drives us to go through the whole heart-aching process that we dearly desire?
I, myself faced a type of rejection not long ago. There was a guy i liked in my year, who is very cute and therefor has lots of pretty fans of his own.
One day, i decided that i was getting too depressed about the whole thing and decided to tell him. or ecactly get my mate to tell him, and it turned out...not so greatly.
He knew that i like him-am i too obvious?-and does not, in any way at all, like me.
i tried not to be so damn depressed, but i cracked when i was walking home, i started crying. and he has no idea what an idiot i felt like, likig someone who doesn't like me. who doesn't know i exists...
