Daphne parked her car on the drive and stepped out, with a bag in her hand. She walked to the house, inserted the key in the lock and pushed the door open. She walked inside and closed the door.
“Emmanuel, I’m home!” she shouted. She took her jacket off and hung it on the coat rack. Then she walked further to the kitchen and let the bag slip out of her hands.
Someone had been in their house and rearranged it with new furniture and someone had cleaned up the mess.
Daphne was furious. She had given Cas the straight order of fixing everything. This would cost a fortune and they did not have a fortune. And where was Mister Rampage?
She walked to the storage and looked for an axe. When she’d found it she went back to the kitchen. She lifted the axe, but before she could let it down a firm hand gripped her arm. She averted her head and looked in Meg’s face.
With her free hand Meg took the axe and broke it in half. Daphne dropped the axe on the ground.
“You really can’t be that stupid” she said disdainful.
“How did you get in here? Did Emmanuel give you a key?” Daphne asked hysterical.
Meg smirked. “Yeah” she said slowly. “That way I can sneak in whenever you’re out. Then we have hot, steamy sex for hours”
Daphne grabbed Meg’s hair, trying to hurt her, but Meg just had to tighten her grip on Daphne’s hand to make Daphne let go.
“Where’s my husband? Is he with you? Is he in your bed?” Daphne asked as tears filled her eyes.
“He’s not with me” Meg said. “But there’s a note on the table. I noticed when I came in. You might have seen it too, if you hadn’t been so busy trying to destroy the cupboard”
She let go of Daphne and Daphne stepped away from her to the table. She quickly read the note and her face stiffened when she’d finished.
“God, please, no” she mumbled in panic. She grabbed her keys and walked past Meg, outside to her car. She got in, started the engines, drove off the drive and drove full speed ahead.
“Emmanuel, I’m home!” she shouted. She took her jacket off and hung it on the coat rack. Then she walked further to the kitchen and let the bag slip out of her hands.
Someone had been in their house and rearranged it with new furniture and someone had cleaned up the mess.
Daphne was furious. She had given Cas the straight order of fixing everything. This would cost a fortune and they did not have a fortune. And where was Mister Rampage?
She walked to the storage and looked for an axe. When she’d found it she went back to the kitchen. She lifted the axe, but before she could let it down a firm hand gripped her arm. She averted her head and looked in Meg’s face.
With her free hand Meg took the axe and broke it in half. Daphne dropped the axe on the ground.
“You really can’t be that stupid” she said disdainful.
“How did you get in here? Did Emmanuel give you a key?” Daphne asked hysterical.
Meg smirked. “Yeah” she said slowly. “That way I can sneak in whenever you’re out. Then we have hot, steamy sex for hours”
Daphne grabbed Meg’s hair, trying to hurt her, but Meg just had to tighten her grip on Daphne’s hand to make Daphne let go.
“Where’s my husband? Is he with you? Is he in your bed?” Daphne asked as tears filled her eyes.
“He’s not with me” Meg said. “But there’s a note on the table. I noticed when I came in. You might have seen it too, if you hadn’t been so busy trying to destroy the cupboard”
She let go of Daphne and Daphne stepped away from her to the table. She quickly read the note and her face stiffened when she’d finished.
“God, please, no” she mumbled in panic. She grabbed her keys and walked past Meg, outside to her car. She got in, started the engines, drove off the drive and drove full speed ahead.
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.
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.
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”
I'm done with my life.
