“I will come back. I need to ask Castiel a few questions too, but as long as he’s on intensive care…” Isabel didn’t finish her sentence. She stood, walked to the door and left.
“What is she talking about?” Meg asked urgent at Heather. “What is Cas doing on intensive care?”
Heather took a deep breath. This was going to be really hard, ‘cause even though Meg would never admit it, it was obvious she cared deeply for her…friend, as she called him.
“Meg, I need you to listen very carefully” Heather started softly. “Something happened to Cas. When you were brought to the hospital I tried to call him, but he didn’t answer the phone and so I took your keys and went to your house. I found him in the bathroom. He was in bad shape, Meg. I think someone bashed his head against the toilet edge. He has been in a coma since then”
Meg swallowed and nodded. As if on automatic she threw the sheets off and slowly swung her legs off the bed.
“I have to go see him” she said numb.
“You can’t” Heather shook her head and she took Meg’s shoulders.
“Let go of me, Heather” Meg said in a normal tone.
“No” Heather replied determined as she tightened her grip. “You need to sit back down and take five seconds to calm down”
Meg sat back down and looked furious at Heather. “1, 2, 3, 4, 5” she counted fast and she stood up again. “Can I go see him now?” She tried to pass Heather again, but the latter grabbed her by her shoulders again. “Goddamn it, Heather, let go of me!” Meg yelled furious and she struggled and wrestled to free herself, trying to hit her colleague.
“You can’t!” Heather exclaimed and Meg startled at the volume of Heather’s voice. “Someone tried to kill him when he was already on the ICU. They won’t let you in. There’s police guarding him”
“I have to see him” Meg repeated determined. It seemed she hadn’t heard anything Heather had said.
“Alright” Heather gave in and she let go of Meg. “Alright”
“What is she talking about?” Meg asked urgent at Heather. “What is Cas doing on intensive care?”
Heather took a deep breath. This was going to be really hard, ‘cause even though Meg would never admit it, it was obvious she cared deeply for her…friend, as she called him.
“Meg, I need you to listen very carefully” Heather started softly. “Something happened to Cas. When you were brought to the hospital I tried to call him, but he didn’t answer the phone and so I took your keys and went to your house. I found him in the bathroom. He was in bad shape, Meg. I think someone bashed his head against the toilet edge. He has been in a coma since then”
Meg swallowed and nodded. As if on automatic she threw the sheets off and slowly swung her legs off the bed.
“I have to go see him” she said numb.
“You can’t” Heather shook her head and she took Meg’s shoulders.
“Let go of me, Heather” Meg said in a normal tone.
“No” Heather replied determined as she tightened her grip. “You need to sit back down and take five seconds to calm down”
Meg sat back down and looked furious at Heather. “1, 2, 3, 4, 5” she counted fast and she stood up again. “Can I go see him now?” She tried to pass Heather again, but the latter grabbed her by her shoulders again. “Goddamn it, Heather, let go of me!” Meg yelled furious and she struggled and wrestled to free herself, trying to hit her colleague.
“You can’t!” Heather exclaimed and Meg startled at the volume of Heather’s voice. “Someone tried to kill him when he was already on the ICU. They won’t let you in. There’s police guarding him”
“I have to see him” Meg repeated determined. It seemed she hadn’t heard anything Heather had said.
“Alright” Heather gave in and she let go of Meg. “Alright”
