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 said. “And I also feel a little dizzy. What happened last night?”
“You don’t remember?” Daphne asked with raised eyebrows. “You know, it doesn’t even surprise me. The profile fits”
“What profile?” Cas asked.
“Do you remember going to Macky yesterday?” Daphne informed. Cas nodded. “That’s the last thing I remember” he said.
“Well, you came home with a vase. A really nice one, I loved it. But there was a man here and we were just talking, but you went all crazy” Daphne said.
“What did I do?” Cas asked a little afraid.
“You smashed the vase into the wall and you pushed me on the ground” She lifted her arm. “That’s how I got the cut”
“I sincerely regret I behaved like such an animal” Cas said remorseful. He looked at the wreckage. “Did I do this, too?”
Daphne nodded and took Cas’ hands in hers. “Emmanuel, I think there’s something seriously wrong with you. Do you know how long you were in that lake the day I found you, because I think you might have some brain damage”
She saw the devastated look on his face.
“Don’t worry, we’ll get you the help you need” she promised. “I will not leave you, I promise” She looked aside. “In the meantime,” she looked back at Cas. “Could you try to fix everything?”
“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 said. “And I also feel a little dizzy. What happened last night?”
“You don’t remember?” Daphne asked with raised eyebrows. “You know, it doesn’t even surprise me. The profile fits”
“What profile?” Cas asked.
“Do you remember going to Macky yesterday?” Daphne informed. Cas nodded. “That’s the last thing I remember” he said.
“Well, you came home with a vase. A really nice one, I loved it. But there was a man here and we were just talking, but you went all crazy” Daphne said.
“What did I do?” Cas asked a little afraid.
“You smashed the vase into the wall and you pushed me on the ground” She lifted her arm. “That’s how I got the cut”
“I sincerely regret I behaved like such an animal” Cas said remorseful. He looked at the wreckage. “Did I do this, too?”
Daphne nodded and took Cas’ hands in hers. “Emmanuel, I think there’s something seriously wrong with you. Do you know how long you were in that lake the day I found you, because I think you might have some brain damage”
She saw the devastated look on his face.
“Don’t worry, we’ll get you the help you need” she promised. “I will not leave you, I promise” She looked aside. “In the meantime,” she looked back at Cas. “Could you try to fix everything?”
She bent on her knees and her hands glided over the earth. She didn’t know what she was going to find, but a strong feeling inside of her told her there was something underneath the earth. Something she needed to find.
And so she started digging with her hands. Soon her hands were wounded and dirty, but she just kept digging.
She carried on for what seemed like hours, her hands bleeding, until her fingers touched something solid. She dug faster and more fiercely, until she saw the object. When she saw Damon’s body she couldn’t breathe anymore. She covered her mouth and tears rolled over her face. She was too late.
She pulled him out of the pit and held him in her arms.
And so she started digging with her hands. Soon her hands were wounded and dirty, but she just kept digging.
She carried on for what seemed like hours, her hands bleeding, until her fingers touched something solid. She dug faster and more fiercely, until she saw the object. When she saw Damon’s body she couldn’t breathe anymore. She covered her mouth and tears rolled over her face. She was too late.
She pulled him out of the pit and held him in her arms.