Bonnie stared upset at Caroline, when a shadow came over them.
“Can I join you, girls?” Keith asked. Caroline looked up and recognized him. “This is kind of private” she said sharp.
Keith raised his hands. “Hey, if this is about bloodsuckers and moonwalkers and wicked witches, I know all about it” he said with a wink.
Caroline quickly turned to Bonnie. “You told him?”
“He already knew” Bonnie sighed.
Caroline looked back at Keith. “Well, it’s not about that, but it’s still private”
“No, Caroline, it’s okay. Keith’s the only friend I have in here” Bonnie said. “He can know” She sniffed and dried her eyes. Then she lifted up her chin. “Our best friend is sick. She has blood cancer”
Keith gasped and covered his mouth. “I’m so sorry” he said shocked. “That’s terrible. Seriously, if there’s anything I can do…”
“Yeah, not to be rude or anything” Caroline said. “But I don’t think you’ll be of much help, being locked up and all”
“Why can’t you give her some of your blood?” Keith suggested. “Vampire blood heals”
Caroline shook her head. “It doesn’t work that way. Vampire blood heals cuts and injuries, but no diseases”
“Well, you’re a witch!” Keith exclaimed. Bonnie looked around scared to see if anyone had caught the last word. “I’m sorry” he lowered his voice. “You’re a witch, can’t you do some juju on her?”
Bonnie heavily shook her head. “No” she said. “No, I told you, they’ve cut me off. I’m powerless”
“So, we’re just going to mope here?” Keith asked.
“Wait” Bonnie said. “I’m not powerless. At least not completely” She looked up at Caroline. “You have a pen and paper?”
Caroline searched through her handbag and gave Bonnie what she asked for. Bonnie quickly scribbled something down and gave the notebook back to Caroline.
“You want me to go get some herbs?” Caroline asked frowning.
“Yes, and when you have them come straight back to me” Bonnie said sharp.
“Okay” Caroline said and she dashed away.
“Can I join you, girls?” Keith asked. Caroline looked up and recognized him. “This is kind of private” she said sharp.
Keith raised his hands. “Hey, if this is about bloodsuckers and moonwalkers and wicked witches, I know all about it” he said with a wink.
Caroline quickly turned to Bonnie. “You told him?”
“He already knew” Bonnie sighed.
Caroline looked back at Keith. “Well, it’s not about that, but it’s still private”
“No, Caroline, it’s okay. Keith’s the only friend I have in here” Bonnie said. “He can know” She sniffed and dried her eyes. Then she lifted up her chin. “Our best friend is sick. She has blood cancer”
Keith gasped and covered his mouth. “I’m so sorry” he said shocked. “That’s terrible. Seriously, if there’s anything I can do…”
“Yeah, not to be rude or anything” Caroline said. “But I don’t think you’ll be of much help, being locked up and all”
“Why can’t you give her some of your blood?” Keith suggested. “Vampire blood heals”
Caroline shook her head. “It doesn’t work that way. Vampire blood heals cuts and injuries, but no diseases”
“Well, you’re a witch!” Keith exclaimed. Bonnie looked around scared to see if anyone had caught the last word. “I’m sorry” he lowered his voice. “You’re a witch, can’t you do some juju on her?”
Bonnie heavily shook her head. “No” she said. “No, I told you, they’ve cut me off. I’m powerless”
“So, we’re just going to mope here?” Keith asked.
“Wait” Bonnie said. “I’m not powerless. At least not completely” She looked up at Caroline. “You have a pen and paper?”
Caroline searched through her handbag and gave Bonnie what she asked for. Bonnie quickly scribbled something down and gave the notebook back to Caroline.
“You want me to go get some herbs?” Caroline asked frowning.
“Yes, and when you have them come straight back to me” Bonnie said sharp.
“Okay” Caroline said and she dashed away.
“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.
Cas beached on the street, far away from Rufus’ cabin. He wasn’t sure how to feel. He was angry, because Dean wouldn’t listen to him. Dean always thought he knew everything better. He was disappointed, because Dean had no faith in him at all.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t you hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he said breathless. “How did you find me? What are you doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need you to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t you hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t you recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he said breathless. “How did you find me? What are you doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need you to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.