“What the hell happened to you?” Sam exclaimed.
“Someone was shooting at us” Jo explained agitated. Dean was leaning on her and he was starting to become heavy. Cas rushed to them and took over.
“Thank you” Jo said.
“Where is it that you’re injured?” Cas asked. “Then I’ll heal you”
Dean shot a long look at Jo and then looked at Cas. “No” he said slowly. “I’m not that hurt. The bullet just missed me, it’s just a scratch. Jo can take care of me”
Jo frowned, but nodded in agreement.
Dean shot a meaningful glance at Sam, knowing Cas wouldn’t understand. Sam grabbed Cas’ arm and dragged him outside, while Cas looked sheepishly at Dean, quietly asking for an explanation.
Dean lay on the bed and Jo sank down next to him. She carefully lifted his T-shirt and held her breath. Usually she didn’t have any trouble with blood, unless it was the blood of someone she cared about. And she cared about Dean a lot.
She dabbed a wet towel against his side and he clenched his teeth.
“I’m sorry” she said soft.
“No, it’s…it’s fine” Dean said. He tried to sit up, decided that it hurt too much and lay back down. “I…eh…I wanted to tell you I’m sorry”
“Sorry about what?” Jo asked, consciously avoiding Dean’s look.
“For sleeping with you, for the wrong reason” Dean said.
“And being a total jackass afterwards” Jo added helpfully.
“Yeah, that too” Dean said.
“And leaving me behind” Jo said.
“I’m sorry” Dean said.
For a few seconds Jo didn’t respond. Then she pressed Dean’s wound and he exclaimed.
“Now we’re even’ Jo smiled.
“Someone was shooting at us” Jo explained agitated. Dean was leaning on her and he was starting to become heavy. Cas rushed to them and took over.
“Thank you” Jo said.
“Where is it that you’re injured?” Cas asked. “Then I’ll heal you”
Dean shot a long look at Jo and then looked at Cas. “No” he said slowly. “I’m not that hurt. The bullet just missed me, it’s just a scratch. Jo can take care of me”
Jo frowned, but nodded in agreement.
Dean shot a meaningful glance at Sam, knowing Cas wouldn’t understand. Sam grabbed Cas’ arm and dragged him outside, while Cas looked sheepishly at Dean, quietly asking for an explanation.
Dean lay on the bed and Jo sank down next to him. She carefully lifted his T-shirt and held her breath. Usually she didn’t have any trouble with blood, unless it was the blood of someone she cared about. And she cared about Dean a lot.
She dabbed a wet towel against his side and he clenched his teeth.
“I’m sorry” she said soft.
“No, it’s…it’s fine” Dean said. He tried to sit up, decided that it hurt too much and lay back down. “I…eh…I wanted to tell you I’m sorry”
“Sorry about what?” Jo asked, consciously avoiding Dean’s look.
“For sleeping with you, for the wrong reason” Dean said.
“And being a total jackass afterwards” Jo added helpfully.
“Yeah, that too” Dean said.
“And leaving me behind” Jo said.
“I’m sorry” Dean said.
For a few seconds Jo didn’t respond. Then she pressed Dean’s wound and he exclaimed.
“Now we’re even’ Jo smiled.
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.
Dean stared at his car, his mouth wide open, unable to speak.
“What?” he said shocked. “Baby, what have they done to you?”
“Dean” Sam said, elbowing him and pointing at the entrance of the hospital. Meg came outside and walked towards.
“I saw you two from the window” she explained.
“Why are you wearing Cas’ clothes?” Sam asked.
“Long story” Meg replied.
“And what the hell did you and Cas do with my car?” Dean demanded to know, though part of him wished she wouldn’t answer. Unfortunately she did.
“We fucked” Meg said smug. The look on Dean’s face was priceless. “And Cas bled on the front seat. Speaking of Cas, he’s fine. Thanks for asking”
Dean had the courtesy to look ashamed.
“Eh, yeah, I just wanted to ask” he mumbled.
“Follow me” Meg said. “I’ll explain everything inside”
“What?” he said shocked. “Baby, what have they done to you?”
“Dean” Sam said, elbowing him and pointing at the entrance of the hospital. Meg came outside and walked towards.
“I saw you two from the window” she explained.
“Why are you wearing Cas’ clothes?” Sam asked.
“Long story” Meg replied.
“And what the hell did you and Cas do with my car?” Dean demanded to know, though part of him wished she wouldn’t answer. Unfortunately she did.
“We fucked” Meg said smug. The look on Dean’s face was priceless. “And Cas bled on the front seat. Speaking of Cas, he’s fine. Thanks for asking”
Dean had the courtesy to look ashamed.
“Eh, yeah, I just wanted to ask” he mumbled.
“Follow me” Meg said. “I’ll explain everything inside”