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Jeremy ran to the backdoor, which was the closest from the basement. He opened it and limped outside.
Veronica was furious. She hysterically banged the door and screamed for Jeremy to let her out. She conjured her phone and dialed a number.
“Jack, I’m in trouble. Jeremy locked me up in Rachel’s basement. You have to come here”
Jack said something back.
“Oh, right, of course. You’re busy” Veronica nodded. “The window…No, I didn’t think about that. Okay, I have to hang. Thanks for the tip, Jack” She hung up and walked to the window. She caught a glimpse of Jeremy’s legs and opened the window. She pulled herself up and crawled outside the window. She hurried to her car and unlocked it. The key was still in the ignition and her crossbow lay in the backseat. She started the car and drove full speed ahead.
Jeremy heard a car, but could only assume it was Veronica coming after him and so he picked up the pace.
Nevertheless Veronica overhauled him and she parked the car in front of him. She grabbed her crossbow and got out.
Jeremy still tried to get away, when for the second time he felt an arrow piercing through his skin. He fell down and Veronica walked towards him. This time she’d hit him in his shoulder. She ducked, grabbed his shoulders and dragged him to her car. She opened the trunk and put Jeremy inside. She closed the trunk and locked it.
Thirty minutes later Cas and Dean arrived back at Rufus’ cabin. Dean had cheered up a lot and even Cas didn’t seem so uptight as usual.
“The lost sheep has returned!” Dean said loud. He walked to the fridge and took out two beers. He gave one to Cas, who reluctantly accepted. Before he could drink, Sam swiped the bottle and drank it himself.
“You don’t drink anyway” Sam shrugged.
“I don’t know about that’ Dean said. “Cas isn’t who we thought he was. Not anymore”
“Dean? You’re acting kind of weird. Whatever the hell happened, just get it over with” Sam said.
“Cas...
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Meg was in the shower, when Dean knocked the door of the motel room.
“Cas, are you still in there? I brought you some clothes” he said.
Cas, who had put on his trench coat, walked to the door and opened. “Dean. Why don’t you come inside?”
Dean accepted the offer and gave Cas the clothes. “I’m not sure if they’ll fit” Dean said, while he turned around.
“They fit perfect” Cas said. “Thank you, Dean”
“Don’t mention it” Dean said. “So, eh, are we done here?”
“You want me to come with you now?” Cas asked.
“Yeah” Dean said a little irritated.
“Are you...
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The next morning.
Dean was lying in his bed in Rufus’ cabin when he felt someone was staring at him. He looked up and saw Cas standing at the end of his bed.
“Hello, Dean” he said.
Dean got out of bed and collected his clothes.
“It’s good to see you again” Cas said.
Dean put on his clothes. “Wish I could say the same”
“I don’t understand. Have I done something wrong?” Cas asked.
“You mean other than leaving me in Purgatory?” Dean asked sarcastic.
Cas looked down, ashamed. “I’m sorry about that. I didn’t mean to leave you there. I tried to get you out”
“Wait”...
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Meg opened the door of a motel room and helped Cas inside. She guided him to the single bed and put him down. She gently pushed him down and he opened his eyes a little. She walked to the bathroom and dampened a towel.
She walked back into the room and sank down on the bed. Unlike Meg’s Cas’ clothes hadn’t been restored. Meg opened the ruined and bloodstained hospital shirt and dabbed his wounds with the towel.
Cas groaned from pain.
“You don’t have to do this” he said weak. “I will heal eventually”
“I know” Meg said absent-minded. She stared at Cas’ body. Even with all the cuts he still looked…jumpable.
“But thanks for the gesture” Cas said with a weak smile.
Meg continued nursing his injuries. “You know” she said. “If I was still human, I’d fall for you”
Cas gave her another weak smile, before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Daphne was sleeping, while Zoey made some coffee for herself. She opened the cupboard to get the coffee, but when she opened it something fell out of it, hit her on her left eyebrow and landed on the kitchen floor.
“Damn it” Zoey muttered. She cowered and picked up the book. “Strange place to hide a book”
She walked to the kitchen table and put the book on it. Then she walked back to the cupboard and took out the coffee. She walked to the coffee machine and put the coffee in the filter.
While the water was running through she walked back to the table. She sat on a chair and opened the...
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After Daphne had called the locksmith her phone rang. She didn’t recognize the number on the screen, but picked up anyway.
“Daphne Allen, speaking” she said.
“Good morning, Mrs. Allen” a female voice said. “I’m sorry to bother you this early. Is Mr. Allen around?”
“He’s right next to me” Daphne confirmed. “Shall I pass him onto you?”
“That would be very kind” the woman said. “Thank you, ma’am”
Daphne reached Cas the phone who stared at the object as if it was going to eat him.
“I don’t know…” he hesitated.
“Don’t worry, just do what I did” Daphne...
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Ten minutes later or something the door of the hearing room went open again. Isabel sighed irritated and looked up at the door. “I’m trying to work here”
“Well, you can stop. They’ve dropped charges”
Isabel pursed her lips. “Well, isn’t that convenient for you?”
“I don’t understand. Can I go?” Cas asked confused.
“Yes, you can go and I don’t want to see you here again” Isabel said. Cas stood up and walked to the door.
When he came at the entrance hall of the station he saw one familiar face. He was a little surprised it wasn’t Meg.
Zoey walked towards him. “I...
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Right after Cas had lost his temper Meg had made a phone call to some company that could fix windows or place new ones. And, well, someone had to let the men in, right? And someone had to keep an eye on the house while the owners were gone.
So, after the window was fixed and the men left, Meg had another tour in the house. So far she had only seen Daphne’s bedroom and aside from the book she was writing there was really nothing fascinating to find.
She walked up to the fridge, hoping to find some booze, but when she opened it and let her eyes go over its content all she could see, regarding...
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Cas and the man from the furniture company waited outside while the firemen extinguished the fire. Taking advantage of all the activity Meg sneaked in through the back door. She walked through the kitchen to the hallway and upstairs.
She went to Daphne’s bedroom. There had to be something in here she could use against her.
She opened the closet and searched through the clothes. Every now and then she inspected a piece of clothing and if she liked it she threw it on the bed. She had to increase her wardrobe one way or the other.
She walked to the cabinet and opened the first drawer. Underwear,...
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Daphne appeared, but she didn’t seem upset about Meg being there. She also had a bandage around her arm.
“Hello, Meg” she said polite.
Meg didn’t say anything, but stood closer to Cas.
“I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m going to have to ask you to leave” Daphne said. She waved at the mess. “I think you’ll understand that Emmanuel and I have some things to talk about”
Meg pursed her lips.
“Okay, I’ll go” she said cold and so she did.
“What happened to your arm?” Cas asked concerned.
“Just a cut” Daphne said distracted. “How are you feeling?”
“Tired” Cas...
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The Castle Café
Daphne was sitting at the bar drinking coffee, while Mitch was getting dressed.
“Last night was amazing” Daphne said.
“I agree. We should do this more often” Mitch joked.
“I would hope so” Daphne said, who wasn’t joking at all.
Mitch frowned. “I thought you were married”
“Yeah, with a virgin” Daphne said disgusted. “If I would’ve known…”
“You would’ve dumped him?” Mitch asked.
“No, of course not” Daphne sighed. “Look, I love him. I really do. But I can’t deflower him. I won’t sleep with virgins. It’s a principle. And in the meantime...
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Mrs. Allen was sitting on a bench next to Daphne, her arm thrown around her. Daphne was crying incessantly and Mrs. Allen was trying to console her.
“I’m so sorry you had to hear that, sweetheart” she said soft.
“I don’t understand” Daphne sobbed. “Why would he do this to me? I thought he loved me. I took care of him, without questioning him. I stood up for him, I believed in him. What does that slut have that I don’t?”
“Nothing, sweetheart, absolutely nothing” Mrs. Allen said. “Emmanuel is a fool not to see all the beauty that’s in you”
“I hope he rots in hell”...
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Zoey was still lying in bed when Alexia jumped on the bed. “Wake up, mom! You have to get ready!” she said excited while she jumped up and down on the bed.
“Go away” Zoey muttered and she pulled the sheets over her head.
Alexia let herself fall on the bed and lifted up the sheet so she could see her mother’s face. “Did you forget about the wedding?” she asked reproachful.
“No” Zoey said. “We’re just not going”
“But we have to go. Aunty Daphne will be so sad if we don’t” Alexia said a little upset.
“Aunty Daphne doesn’t like mommy very much right now” Zoey...
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Andy and his friends were sitting in a bar. There was no one but them. Andy was holding his phone in his hands and looked from Lincoln to Justin. “You guys really want to do this?”
Lincoln waved with his taped hand and shot Andy an angry look.
“I’ll take that as a yes” Andy said and he dialed a number.
At Daphne’s house the phone started ringing. Cas, who was still awake, lifted his head. He had heard this sound before and he had seen how Daphne or Zoey had responded to it. There was absolutely nothing to it. And so he walked toward the ringing object and picked up the horn.
“Hello?”...
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Zoey walked into a bakery and put down a pile of flyers on the desk.
“Do you know this man?” a customer read. It was a teenage girl. She looked up. “No, I do not. Is he a convict? Or is he missing?”
“He’s not missing” Zoey said. “He lives in my house. And as far as being a convict, let’s say it’s still undecided”
“Who is he?” the girl asked. She picked up a flyer. “Mind if I take one of these?”
Zoey shook her head. “Maybe you could help”
“Sure, anything you want” the girl said and she and Zoey left the bakery.
“Thanks” Zoey said.
“You haven’t answered...
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posted by Twilight-girl-x
Heyy, this is something I wrote a while ago for Emmett and Rosalie, please comment there will be more chapters :) x


OK, let me just get this out now, I am NOT a vampire, I want to be, I wish I was but I am not. Well not yet anyway. I can tell you my story so far. My life. I can’t promise that it was the best life ever lived, actually it was bad, horrible and just down right crap, and I’m only 12. My life got better eventually though and when I have given you all my past information then you can choose if you want to live the rest of my life with me or not. My name is Caitlyn Aimee Mailan...
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Bonnie was waiting in the woods. Caroline had called her to meet her there. Bonnie looked around nervous. This reminded her a lot of when Katherine had lured her to the ruins of Fell’s Church, pretending to be Elena. But since Caroline didn’t have a doppelganger Bonnie figured she didn’t have much to worry.
“Hey” Caroline called as she came her way.
“Hi” Bonnie replied sober. “What’s the urgency? Why did you want to meet me here?”
Caroline noticed a little hostility in Bonnie’s voice.
“What, I need a reason to meet my best friend?” she avoided the question. Bonnie maintained...
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Rachel paced through her cell, trying to figure out how to get out. Of course that wouldn’t be a problem once the moon was full. Iron bars really wouldn’t hold her back. She could only hope that by that time the building was empty and there would be no…overachievers left. That or she could hope for a miracle.
She got the latter in the shape of…
“Stefan” Rachel sighed.
“You don’t sound too happy to see me” Stefan noticed. “I didn’t realize you were so comfy in here. You know what, I’m just going to go, so you can continue making yourself at home”
He started turning around,...
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Rachel was sitting at the kitchen table, drinking a cup of tea, to calm herself down a little. Since the events of the previous night she had been very jumpy. She expected Damon Salvatore to show up out of nowhere and rip her heart, just like he’d done with her daughter. So when the bell rang she let out a scream and spilled some tea.
“Mrs. Lindy? I know you’re home” Stefan called from outside. “I just want to talk”
Rachel stood and walked to the door. She opened it.
“Good morning. I’m Stefan Salvatore” Stefan introduced himself politely.
“You’re the vampire that turned...
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“Nice dress” a familiar, male and British voice whispered in Caroline’s ear. She startled, but recovered quickly. She tried to spot Damon and Elena, but since they were nowhere to be found, she took a deep breath and turned around.
“What do you want?” she asked sharp.
“Well, first I would like to know why you’re not wearing the dress I sent you” Klaus said.
“You sent? Wait, you gave me the dress with the note?” Caroline asked surprised.
“Of course” Klaus answered. “You didn’t think Tyler has that good of taste, did you?”
“Oh, well, ehm, I couldn’t wear it anyway”...
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