“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.
Meg sat on her knees, outside the police station. With her right hand she held her stomach and with her left she tried to pull herself up on the wall. She closed her eyes and focused.
“Meg!”
Meg opened her eyes and saw Sam walking in her direction. He helped her up, while Dean frowned.
“How did you get out?” he wanted to know.
Sam helped Meg to the couch, but she refused to lie down. She groaned from the pain.
“What is wrong with you?” Dean asked.
“Daphne attacked me” Meg said difficult. “My stomach hurts, my hands hurt”
“Cas’ ex attacked you, why?” Sam asked surprised.
“It’s not her fault” Meg said. “Zoey manipulated her. Where’s Cas?”
Sam looked at Dean, who scratched his head.
“Please, tell me you know where he is” Meg said weak.
“Meg!”
Meg opened her eyes and saw Sam walking in her direction. He helped her up, while Dean frowned.
“How did you get out?” he wanted to know.
Sam helped Meg to the couch, but she refused to lie down. She groaned from the pain.
“What is wrong with you?” Dean asked.
“Daphne attacked me” Meg said difficult. “My stomach hurts, my hands hurt”
“Cas’ ex attacked you, why?” Sam asked surprised.
“It’s not her fault” Meg said. “Zoey manipulated her. Where’s Cas?”
Sam looked at Dean, who scratched his head.
“Please, tell me you know where he is” Meg said weak.
Meg read the book as if it was a detective and she wanted to know who the killer was. Daphne’s life had been a roller coaster due to her illness. But everyone knew Daphne was crazy, including Cas’ attorney. So she kept looking for something different.
When she was near the end she discovered something strange. She flipped a few pages, when a piece of paper fell out of the book. Meg picked it up and opened it. She read the letter and compared the handwriting with the one in the book.
She threw the book on the floor and conjured her phone.
No signal, it said
“Damn it!” she cursed.
She carefully stretch her arm, but the Key of Solomon was still working perfectly.
She looked at the hard stone floor and stamped on it, causing part of the floor to break. Meg grabbed a piece of the floor and threw it at the ceiling.
The Key of Solomon broke and Meg kicked her cell open.
When she was near the end she discovered something strange. She flipped a few pages, when a piece of paper fell out of the book. Meg picked it up and opened it. She read the letter and compared the handwriting with the one in the book.
She threw the book on the floor and conjured her phone.
No signal, it said
“Damn it!” she cursed.
She carefully stretch her arm, but the Key of Solomon was still working perfectly.
She looked at the hard stone floor and stamped on it, causing part of the floor to break. Meg grabbed a piece of the floor and threw it at the ceiling.
The Key of Solomon broke and Meg kicked her cell open.
The next morning.
Cas was sitting in the court room. The judge had sat down and ordered everyone to follow his example.
“The defendant may stand up”
Craig poked Cas to let him know he had to stand up.
“Castiel, you’ve been accused of pedophilia of the four year old Alexia Moore” the judge said.
“I didn’t do it” Cas said desperate. He searched the room to find Sam and Dean. They were in the back. Jo wasn’t there. Cas didn’t blame her. They didn’t know each other that well.
“There’s enough damning material to believe the opposite” Daphne’s attorney said.
That comment caused mixed reactions. On one side there were those people who believed Cas was guilty as charged and who wanted him convicted. On the other side there were those who thought he was innocent and they were not pleased with the words of the attorney.
“Silence” the judge said and he knocked with his hammer.
“Your honor, if you allow me, I’d like to summon my first witness”
Cas was sitting in the court room. The judge had sat down and ordered everyone to follow his example.
“The defendant may stand up”
Craig poked Cas to let him know he had to stand up.
“Castiel, you’ve been accused of pedophilia of the four year old Alexia Moore” the judge said.
“I didn’t do it” Cas said desperate. He searched the room to find Sam and Dean. They were in the back. Jo wasn’t there. Cas didn’t blame her. They didn’t know each other that well.
“There’s enough damning material to believe the opposite” Daphne’s attorney said.
That comment caused mixed reactions. On one side there were those people who believed Cas was guilty as charged and who wanted him convicted. On the other side there were those who thought he was innocent and they were not pleased with the words of the attorney.
“Silence” the judge said and he knocked with his hammer.
“Your honor, if you allow me, I’d like to summon my first witness”