Meg opened the door of Heather’s house and walked outside. She turned around and looked Heather sharp in the eyes. “If something happens to Cas, because of what you gave him,…” She couldn’t find a threat that was frightening enough.
“Mm-hm” Heather nodded, her lips pressed. “But you’re just friends” she commented sarcastically. Meg rolled her eyes and walked away, while Heather went back inside.
“Hey, Meg!”
Meg gasped as she recognized the voice. Would he really dare attacking her in the middle of the day, in the middle of a crowded street?
“It’s not very nice to ignore someone who’s calling you” Kevin continued. “And it’s very stupid when that someone is much more powerful than you…unless you have a death wish, of course”
Meg turned around and faced him, noticing a gun in his right hand.
“What, no angel juju?” she asked sarcastically.
“Oh, I have plenty” Kevin responded. “Crowley wanted me to use this instead”
“And life just isn’t complete if you can’t kiss Crowley’s ass” Meg commented sarcastically.
Kevin lifted the gun and aimed it at Meg’s face. “Watch your tongue. That’s my mentor you’re talking about”
“He’s a demon who’s manipulating you!” Meg exclaimed. “If he really cares for you why doesn’t he let you go? Why is he keeping you away from your family?”
Kevin shook his head. “He’s not keeping me away from my family. I get to see them every single day”
“How many tablets have you decoded? Yes, I know there’s more than one” Meg jumped on another subject. “You realize that as soon as Crowley doesn’t need you anymore, you’ll be dead, right?”
“If I were you, Meggy, I’d stop worrying about my life,” Kevin said as he aimed the gun at Meg’s belly, “and start worrying about yours” and he pulled the trigger.
“Mm-hm” Heather nodded, her lips pressed. “But you’re just friends” she commented sarcastically. Meg rolled her eyes and walked away, while Heather went back inside.
“Hey, Meg!”
Meg gasped as she recognized the voice. Would he really dare attacking her in the middle of the day, in the middle of a crowded street?
“It’s not very nice to ignore someone who’s calling you” Kevin continued. “And it’s very stupid when that someone is much more powerful than you…unless you have a death wish, of course”
Meg turned around and faced him, noticing a gun in his right hand.
“What, no angel juju?” she asked sarcastically.
“Oh, I have plenty” Kevin responded. “Crowley wanted me to use this instead”
“And life just isn’t complete if you can’t kiss Crowley’s ass” Meg commented sarcastically.
Kevin lifted the gun and aimed it at Meg’s face. “Watch your tongue. That’s my mentor you’re talking about”
“He’s a demon who’s manipulating you!” Meg exclaimed. “If he really cares for you why doesn’t he let you go? Why is he keeping you away from your family?”
Kevin shook his head. “He’s not keeping me away from my family. I get to see them every single day”
“How many tablets have you decoded? Yes, I know there’s more than one” Meg jumped on another subject. “You realize that as soon as Crowley doesn’t need you anymore, you’ll be dead, right?”
“If I were you, Meggy, I’d stop worrying about my life,” Kevin said as he aimed the gun at Meg’s belly, “and start worrying about yours” and he pulled the trigger.
The next morning.
Zoey was talking with the mortician, while Alexia was watching cartoons. At least Zoey was under the impression Alexia was watching cartoons. Until her little girl let out a shriek.
“Mommy!”
Zoey, scared something had happened to Alexia, jumped up and ran into the sitting room. Alexia was staring at the screen.
“Lex, what’s going on? You almost gave mommy a heart attack” Zoey said and swallowed a few times to calm down.
“Mommy, come look” Alexia said breathless. “Uncle Emmanuel is on TV”
Zoey rushed to the television and increased the volume.
“Last night the police arrested a man named Castiel for the abuse of a four year old girl” the newsreader said.
“Alexia, go play outside” Zoey said trembling.
“Why do they call him Castiel, mommy? His name’s Emmanuel” Alexia said confused.
“Now!” Zoey yelled and Alexia ran outside.
Zoey was talking with the mortician, while Alexia was watching cartoons. At least Zoey was under the impression Alexia was watching cartoons. Until her little girl let out a shriek.
“Mommy!”
Zoey, scared something had happened to Alexia, jumped up and ran into the sitting room. Alexia was staring at the screen.
“Lex, what’s going on? You almost gave mommy a heart attack” Zoey said and swallowed a few times to calm down.
“Mommy, come look” Alexia said breathless. “Uncle Emmanuel is on TV”
Zoey rushed to the television and increased the volume.
“Last night the police arrested a man named Castiel for the abuse of a four year old girl” the newsreader said.
“Alexia, go play outside” Zoey said trembling.
“Why do they call him Castiel, mommy? His name’s Emmanuel” Alexia said confused.
“Now!” Zoey yelled and Alexia ran outside.
The door of Meg’s motel room opened and Meg stared at the door way. She was still stuck under the Key of Solomon.
“Anna told me you were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could you get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless you do something. Personally, I don’t care if you killed that man or not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If you do the right thing, then I guarantee you Dean and I will never try to kill you again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.
“Anna told me you were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could you get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless you do something. Personally, I don’t care if you killed that man or not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If you do the right thing, then I guarantee you Dean and I will never try to kill you again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.