Ten minutes later the door opened and Meg appeared in the doorway. Cas’ heart jumped up, but Dean walked to the door and pushed Meg outside.
“What are you doing here?” he hissed.
“Sam called me. He said Cas wanted to see me before he died. Are you really going to deny him his last wish?” Meg asked disbelief.
“It’s for his own good” Dean said heartless and he grabbed Meg’s arm, dragging her to the stairs, leading to the ground floor.
“For his own good? He’s dying!” Meg exclaimed.
“And who’s fault is that? You’re the one that introduced him to Heather. You left that crack whore alone with him” Dean yelled accusatory.
“And you let him escape. I tied him up for his own safety. You let him go and ran off to that crack whore! You’re just as guilty” Meg defended herself. She took a deep breath. “Look, it’s not about what we want. It’s about what Cas wants and he wants to see me. Just let me go in for five minutes. Then, I promise I’ll disappear forever”
She tried to move past Dean, but he grabbed her arms again.
“Dean, let me through!” Meg screamed and she struggled to free herself. She tried to hit him in the face. “Let go of me!”
Dean could barely keep a hold of her and his grip loosened.
For a second Meg stared him scared in the eye. Dean tried to grab her hand, but she fell down the stairs.
Dean stared upset at Meg, who groaned and held her stomach. He wanted to go to her, when Anna appeared next to her.
She turned to Dean. “Go back to Cas, Dean” she commanded, before she helped Meg stand up. She supported Meg, looking for a doctor, leaving a trail of blood.
“What are you doing here?” he hissed.
“Sam called me. He said Cas wanted to see me before he died. Are you really going to deny him his last wish?” Meg asked disbelief.
“It’s for his own good” Dean said heartless and he grabbed Meg’s arm, dragging her to the stairs, leading to the ground floor.
“For his own good? He’s dying!” Meg exclaimed.
“And who’s fault is that? You’re the one that introduced him to Heather. You left that crack whore alone with him” Dean yelled accusatory.
“And you let him escape. I tied him up for his own safety. You let him go and ran off to that crack whore! You’re just as guilty” Meg defended herself. She took a deep breath. “Look, it’s not about what we want. It’s about what Cas wants and he wants to see me. Just let me go in for five minutes. Then, I promise I’ll disappear forever”
She tried to move past Dean, but he grabbed her arms again.
“Dean, let me through!” Meg screamed and she struggled to free herself. She tried to hit him in the face. “Let go of me!”
Dean could barely keep a hold of her and his grip loosened.
For a second Meg stared him scared in the eye. Dean tried to grab her hand, but she fell down the stairs.
Dean stared upset at Meg, who groaned and held her stomach. He wanted to go to her, when Anna appeared next to her.
She turned to Dean. “Go back to Cas, Dean” she commanded, before she helped Meg stand up. She supported Meg, looking for a doctor, leaving a trail of blood.
Since there was no way any of them was going to get any sleep, they packed their bags and loaded the Impala. Dean placed himself behind the wheel, Sam sat next to him and Meg on the backseat.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. You didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. You didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
Meg looked around the police station. So that was why no one was answering her calls for help. They were all dead. There were bodies everywhere and their insides were torn out. The floor was covered in blood.
“Meg”
Meg looked up. Daphne had entered the building. She stared shocked at the bodies.
“You killed all those people” she said trembling. It wasn’t a question, but an observation. “You’re going to hurt more people. I can’t let you do that”
“You can’t handle me. I’m too strong for your” Meg said. She walked towards Daphne and passed her. If she was going to try something Meg could easily take her down.
However, as she passed by, Daphne jumped forward and stabbed Meg in her neck with a syringe, containing a red substance.
“Aaaahhh!” Meg gasped and she touched her neck. “What the hell are you doing?”
But Daphne had left the building and ran for her life.
“Meg”
Meg looked up. Daphne had entered the building. She stared shocked at the bodies.
“You killed all those people” she said trembling. It wasn’t a question, but an observation. “You’re going to hurt more people. I can’t let you do that”
“You can’t handle me. I’m too strong for your” Meg said. She walked towards Daphne and passed her. If she was going to try something Meg could easily take her down.
However, as she passed by, Daphne jumped forward and stabbed Meg in her neck with a syringe, containing a red substance.
“Aaaahhh!” Meg gasped and she touched her neck. “What the hell are you doing?”
But Daphne had left the building and ran for her life.