“Dean!” Sam exclaimed when he saw Dean sitting on the floor, his hands tied. He kneeled and freed his older brother.
“I’m going to kill him!” Dean snapped.
“What happened?” Sam asked frowning.
“Cas has gone crazy. He attacked me. He’s totally nuts” Dean explained furious. He tried to calm himself by taking a few deep breaths.
“Dean, we have to find him. He’s not himself” Sam said sharp. “I’m going to start calling people”
“You’re not calling that demon” Dean replied in a threatening way. Sam, who didn’t know who else to call, put his phone away. “I’m going to call the cops and tell him someone stole the Impala. If they can track down the car, we might be able to find Cas”
“Yeah, alright” Sam nodded.
Cas was injecting himself with heroin, while Isabel and Heather were downstairs.
Isabel got up and conjured her phone.
“What are you doing?” Heather asked nervous.
“I’m calling the cops” Isabel responded determined.
“No!” Heather yelled. Then, softer: “If they know I keep drugs in my house, they’ll put me in jail”
“You have a better idea, genius?” Isabel asked snarky.
“I know who we have to call” Heather nodded and she took her own phone, dialing Meg’s number. “You’re boyfriend’s here” she said before Meg could say anything. “He has a gun and he’s looking for drugs. I think he has a serious death wish, so unless you want to see him wither and die, I suggest you hurry the hell up”
Meg hung up and dialed Dean’s number, hoping Dean wouldn’t be so stubborn to ignore her. But of course he was. She cursed and dialed Sam’s number.
“Meg?” Sam asked, Dean shooting him an irritated glance. “What?...And where does Heather live?...Okay, thanks”
He ended the conversation and looked at Dean. “Cas is at Heather’s, looking for drugs. He has a gun and he’s keeping Heather hostage”
“Okay, let’s go” Dean replied and he ran downstairs, Sam following him. They walked outside and Dean walked to the first car they came across with. “Keep an eye on the street”
Sam obeyed and Dean forced the lock of the car. They got in the car and Dean pulled a few threads to get the car started. They drove away, when a man came out of his house, witnessing his car being stolen.
“I’m going to kill him!” Dean snapped.
“What happened?” Sam asked frowning.
“Cas has gone crazy. He attacked me. He’s totally nuts” Dean explained furious. He tried to calm himself by taking a few deep breaths.
“Dean, we have to find him. He’s not himself” Sam said sharp. “I’m going to start calling people”
“You’re not calling that demon” Dean replied in a threatening way. Sam, who didn’t know who else to call, put his phone away. “I’m going to call the cops and tell him someone stole the Impala. If they can track down the car, we might be able to find Cas”
“Yeah, alright” Sam nodded.
Cas was injecting himself with heroin, while Isabel and Heather were downstairs.
Isabel got up and conjured her phone.
“What are you doing?” Heather asked nervous.
“I’m calling the cops” Isabel responded determined.
“No!” Heather yelled. Then, softer: “If they know I keep drugs in my house, they’ll put me in jail”
“You have a better idea, genius?” Isabel asked snarky.
“I know who we have to call” Heather nodded and she took her own phone, dialing Meg’s number. “You’re boyfriend’s here” she said before Meg could say anything. “He has a gun and he’s looking for drugs. I think he has a serious death wish, so unless you want to see him wither and die, I suggest you hurry the hell up”
Meg hung up and dialed Dean’s number, hoping Dean wouldn’t be so stubborn to ignore her. But of course he was. She cursed and dialed Sam’s number.
“Meg?” Sam asked, Dean shooting him an irritated glance. “What?...And where does Heather live?...Okay, thanks”
He ended the conversation and looked at Dean. “Cas is at Heather’s, looking for drugs. He has a gun and he’s keeping Heather hostage”
“Okay, let’s go” Dean replied and he ran downstairs, Sam following him. They walked outside and Dean walked to the first car they came across with. “Keep an eye on the street”
Sam obeyed and Dean forced the lock of the car. They got in the car and Dean pulled a few threads to get the car started. They drove away, when a man came out of his house, witnessing his car being stolen.
The sun fell on Amber’s face and she woke up by the heat of it. She rubbed her eyes, trying to orientate, as she saw a man sitting next to her. He looked familiar. As she tried to recall she felt an insistent pain in her neck. She lay her hand on it, to see what it was. “I bit you, that’s why you’re in pain” Stefan explained. Amber looked at him. “Who are you?” she asked, crawling backwards. Stefan reached out his hand. “I’m here to help you” he said softly. Amber shook her head. “No, stay away from me!” she said terrified. Stefan didn’t move an inch. “You need help. You’re in transition, it’s not a nice feeling if you don’t feed anytime soon. I bet you’re starving” he said. Amber shook her head heavily as her stomach rattled. “I’m going home” she said with a breaking voice. “Leave me alone!” She scribbled up and staggered away from Stefan.
Zoey woke up in a hospital bed. She wasn’t happy to be there. Crowley had taken away her angel powers and she was completely human again.
She walked to the door and opened it. She came face to face with a guardian.
“Miss Allen, where are you going?” the guardian asked.
“What is this?” Zoey frowned. “Why is there police guarding my room?”
“I’m just following orders, Miss Allen” the guardian answered. “My boss has a few questions for you”
“Then I guess you should call him” Zoey said and she walked back into her room.
She walked to the window and opened it. Her room was on ground floor, so she didn’t have to climb that deep. She swung her leg over the edge, followed by her other leg. She jumped and landed on the pavers. She turned around and ran away.
She walked to the door and opened it. She came face to face with a guardian.
“Miss Allen, where are you going?” the guardian asked.
“What is this?” Zoey frowned. “Why is there police guarding my room?”
“I’m just following orders, Miss Allen” the guardian answered. “My boss has a few questions for you”
“Then I guess you should call him” Zoey said and she walked back into her room.
She walked to the window and opened it. Her room was on ground floor, so she didn’t have to climb that deep. She swung her leg over the edge, followed by her other leg. She jumped and landed on the pavers. She turned around and ran away.
Meg was browsing through the pages of Daphne’s book, hoping to find something that could prove Cas’ innocence. While she read she listened carefully to hear if Zoey was on her back yet.
Maybe everyone was awake again. After all, the building was full of staff. Meg wasn’t in prison, she was being held custody, until someone told her how long she’d be convicted.
So it was very assumable Zoey had been caught and thrown out. Or maybe she’s been arrested for trying to help Meg escape.
“Hello?!” Meg shouted to be sure.
No respond.
“Is anyone there?” Meg yelled.
Again no answer.
“Zoey!” Meg yelled again.
Complete silence.
“Okay, stay calm” Meg told herself. “Zoey’s just very confused and upset about the trial. She can only think about Alexia, so she forgot about me”
The other theory was that Zoey got killed, because she tried to help Cas.
Maybe everyone was awake again. After all, the building was full of staff. Meg wasn’t in prison, she was being held custody, until someone told her how long she’d be convicted.
So it was very assumable Zoey had been caught and thrown out. Or maybe she’s been arrested for trying to help Meg escape.
“Hello?!” Meg shouted to be sure.
No respond.
“Is anyone there?” Meg yelled.
Again no answer.
“Zoey!” Meg yelled again.
Complete silence.
“Okay, stay calm” Meg told herself. “Zoey’s just very confused and upset about the trial. She can only think about Alexia, so she forgot about me”
The other theory was that Zoey got killed, because she tried to help Cas.