Klaus walked over the street, dialing a number. He looked furious as he held his phone against his ear.
Rebekah’s phone buzzed and she rolled her eyes when she recognized her caller.
“Nik, what?" she asked annoyed.
“Funny, I was about to ask you the same question” Klaus replied. “I can’t find Tyler anywhere. Do you know where he is?”
“No, Klaus, I don’t know where your little bitch is” Rebekah replied. “Now, for once in your life, do as I say and stay inside. Lock the doors and the windows and watch American Horror Story or something”
“I’m afraid I can’t do that, standing right outside the Salvatore Mansion” Klaus responded. “I know you’re there. I can hear you”
Klaus hung up and waited for the door to be opened. When it did he stormed inside, but his fury lessened a little and he was stunned by seeing Elijah standing by the fireplace.
“Elijah”
Elijah didn’t bother turning around, so Klaus turned to his sister.
“You undaggered him”
“If you’re going to retaliate, please save it for some other time” Rebekah mocked. “You were looking for Tyler?”
“Do you know where he is?” he repeated his former question.
“No” Rebekah returned. “But chances are Veronica Chamber’s army of minions have him. They got to Stefan and Katherine as well and probably Caroline, too”
“Did they try to take any of you down?” Klaus asked. Rebekah shook her head.
“They don’t know who and what we are, Nik. We can take them by surprise. We just need to find out where they are”
“Any luck with that?” Klaus asked. “I can’t imagine you’d make any progress, sitting here like beer cans waiting to be shot. I’ll go do some field work”
“No!” Rebekah shouted. “You can’t go out there. Not while she’s on the loose. It’s dangerous”
“I’m not scared of a little girl” Klaus returned demeaning. “I’m surprised that you are”
Rebekah’s phone buzzed and she rolled her eyes when she recognized her caller.
“Nik, what?" she asked annoyed.
“Funny, I was about to ask you the same question” Klaus replied. “I can’t find Tyler anywhere. Do you know where he is?”
“No, Klaus, I don’t know where your little bitch is” Rebekah replied. “Now, for once in your life, do as I say and stay inside. Lock the doors and the windows and watch American Horror Story or something”
“I’m afraid I can’t do that, standing right outside the Salvatore Mansion” Klaus responded. “I know you’re there. I can hear you”
Klaus hung up and waited for the door to be opened. When it did he stormed inside, but his fury lessened a little and he was stunned by seeing Elijah standing by the fireplace.
“Elijah”
Elijah didn’t bother turning around, so Klaus turned to his sister.
“You undaggered him”
“If you’re going to retaliate, please save it for some other time” Rebekah mocked. “You were looking for Tyler?”
“Do you know where he is?” he repeated his former question.
“No” Rebekah returned. “But chances are Veronica Chamber’s army of minions have him. They got to Stefan and Katherine as well and probably Caroline, too”
“Did they try to take any of you down?” Klaus asked. Rebekah shook her head.
“They don’t know who and what we are, Nik. We can take them by surprise. We just need to find out where they are”
“Any luck with that?” Klaus asked. “I can’t imagine you’d make any progress, sitting here like beer cans waiting to be shot. I’ll go do some field work”
“No!” Rebekah shouted. “You can’t go out there. Not while she’s on the loose. It’s dangerous”
“I’m not scared of a little girl” Klaus returned demeaning. “I’m surprised that you are”
“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.