It was quiet again in the car. Dean was angry with Cas for threatening his baby, Sam thought he should let both Cas and Dean alone and Cas was still angry with Meg.
“Hello, Jo” Cas broke the silence.
“Cas, don’t be an idiot. Jo’s not here” Dean said.
Sam turned around. “Eh, Dean?”
“What?” Dean snapped.
“Maybe you should check your rear view mirror” Sam suggested. Dean looked in his rear view and cursed. Jo was sitting next to Cas.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Dean asked angry after he pulled over. “And how did you get here in the first place?”
“Anna gave me a ride” Jo explained. “You didn’t honestly believe I was letting you go that easy? I’m coming with you, whether you like it or not”
“And you don’t honestly believe I’m letting you come with us? I’m going to call Ellen to come and pick you up” Dean said.
“No, you’re not! I’m not a baby anymore. I can take care of myself” Jo protested. “I gave my life for you. The least you could do is show me a little respect. I’m coming with you. My mom knows where I am and she knows I can handle myself”
Dean looked at Sam for help, but it Cas who made the decision.
“She’s coming with us” he said and he telepathically started the car.
“Hello, Jo” Cas broke the silence.
“Cas, don’t be an idiot. Jo’s not here” Dean said.
Sam turned around. “Eh, Dean?”
“What?” Dean snapped.
“Maybe you should check your rear view mirror” Sam suggested. Dean looked in his rear view and cursed. Jo was sitting next to Cas.
“What the hell are you doing here?” Dean asked angry after he pulled over. “And how did you get here in the first place?”
“Anna gave me a ride” Jo explained. “You didn’t honestly believe I was letting you go that easy? I’m coming with you, whether you like it or not”
“And you don’t honestly believe I’m letting you come with us? I’m going to call Ellen to come and pick you up” Dean said.
“No, you’re not! I’m not a baby anymore. I can take care of myself” Jo protested. “I gave my life for you. The least you could do is show me a little respect. I’m coming with you. My mom knows where I am and she knows I can handle myself”
Dean looked at Sam for help, but it Cas who made the decision.
“She’s coming with us” he said and he telepathically started the car.
Cas stroked his hair and tried to keep his breathing under control. Meg didn’t understand. He needed more. He had lied about the pain being back, but he hadn’t lied about needing another dose. He opened the upper buttons of his shirt, suddenly feeling feverish.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one by one.
He leaned against the cold, marble wall and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one by one.
He leaned against the cold, marble wall and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Gerard got home from his work. He hung his coat on the rack and walked into the sitting room. He saw Zoey sitting in the couch, writing something.
“Eh, what are you doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m writing a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a second later she heard a snap.
“Eh, what are you doing here?” he asked and Zoey looked up.
“I’m writing a goodbye letter” Zoey smiled.
“For me?” Gerard asked cynical. Zoey stood up and walked to her ex-husband.
“No, not for you” she shook her head. “From you” She touched his forehead with her index and middle finger and Gerard fell unconscious.
As if he was a feather she carried him upstairs and put him on a chair. She took the rope which she had kept in the room as a preparation and winded it tightly around Gerard’s neck. The other end she tied to the chandelier. She pulled the chair away and a second later she heard a snap.