Cas opened the door of the motel and heard Dean sigh a relieved sigh.
“Took you long enough” he said, but he didn’t sound annoyed. He sounded like he had been worried.
“I’m sorry” Cas responded. “I had to make sure Meg would be okay”
“And will she?” Sam asked with raised eyebrows.
“Yes” Cas nodded with a faint smile. “She’s trying to make something of her life. She even has a job”
Dean, who had just taken a sip from his beer, choked. Cas frowned and walked towards him. “Are you alright, Dean?” “Yeah” Dean said difficult and coughed. “So, Meg has a job. As what?”
“As a call girl” Cas replied. Sam and Dean glared at each other. Cas was being way too optimistic to know exactly what a call girl was.
“Cas? Did Meg mention what she was going to do in her job?” Sam asked careful.
“Of course” Cas answered. “People will call her and then she will help them with their relationship problems”
“That’s what she told you?” Dean asked disgusted.
“Yes. Why? Is that not what her job is about?” Cas asked suspicious.
“Not exactly” Sam commented cryptically.
“A call girl,” Dean decided to put Cas out of his misery, “is like a prostitute” he saw Cas’ face stiffen, “but unlike regular prostitutes, she meets her clients at their address”
Cas looked at Dean, but Dean felt like the ex-angel was staring right through him.
“So, technically, Meg’s going to sleep around with several men to get paid?” he asked hurt.
“Took you long enough” he said, but he didn’t sound annoyed. He sounded like he had been worried.
“I’m sorry” Cas responded. “I had to make sure Meg would be okay”
“And will she?” Sam asked with raised eyebrows.
“Yes” Cas nodded with a faint smile. “She’s trying to make something of her life. She even has a job”
Dean, who had just taken a sip from his beer, choked. Cas frowned and walked towards him. “Are you alright, Dean?” “Yeah” Dean said difficult and coughed. “So, Meg has a job. As what?”
“As a call girl” Cas replied. Sam and Dean glared at each other. Cas was being way too optimistic to know exactly what a call girl was.
“Cas? Did Meg mention what she was going to do in her job?” Sam asked careful.
“Of course” Cas answered. “People will call her and then she will help them with their relationship problems”
“That’s what she told you?” Dean asked disgusted.
“Yes. Why? Is that not what her job is about?” Cas asked suspicious.
“Not exactly” Sam commented cryptically.
“A call girl,” Dean decided to put Cas out of his misery, “is like a prostitute” he saw Cas’ face stiffen, “but unlike regular prostitutes, she meets her clients at their address”
Cas looked at Dean, but Dean felt like the ex-angel was staring right through him.
“So, technically, Meg’s going to sleep around with several men to get paid?” he asked hurt.
“If I have to die, so will you” Zoey said.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the fire out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let you go”
“He’ll kill you either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t love me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he said hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If you really love him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
“No one has to die, moron!” Dean yelled angry. “Put the fire out, open the door, do something!”
Zoey shook her head. “I can’t. Crowley will kill me, if I let you go”
“He’ll kill you either way” Dean snapped.
“Well, if Cas doesn’t love me I don’t care” Zoey exclaimed crying.
They heard a noise and looked aside. Cas opened his eyes and frowned.
“Dean?” he said hoarse.
“I’m here” Dean said, quickly walking to Cas. He helped Cas sit up and supported his back. He looked from Cas’ injuries to Zoey. “If you really love him, you’ll let him go”
Zoey shook her head.
Cas put his fingers in his blood and painted a sigil on the floor. He poked Dean and nodded weak at the bloody sign.
“What is it?” Zoey wanted to know.
But Dean put his hand on the sigil and he and Cas vanished in a blinding light.
