Bianca grabbed Chris by his shoulder and shimmered him to the attic. She gently lay him down on the floor and went to the Book of Shadows. She feverously started paging, but didn’t find anything that could possibly help. She slammed the Book and threw it on the floor, frustrated . “There has to be something!”, she screamed, while she tried to stop the tears from coming.
Chris groaned and lifted up his head to look at Bianca. “Maybe if there was a whitelighter available…” Bianca shook her head. “The whitelighters are all dead, as well as the Elders”, she said hopeless. But than her eyes started to glean and she gasped. Chris frowned and wondered what she was thinking of.
“There are no whitelighters in this time, but in the past there are thousands of them” Chris’s frown got even deeper. What the hell was she talking about? She watched him and could see by the confused look in his eyes that he didn’t understand a single bit of what she was saying. She started to explain.
“Think about it. We have no saviors here, no healers, but in the past we do. All we have to do, is send you back to the Charmed Ones and get you healed by their whitelighter” Chris wanted to object, but he could hardly talk. Bianca picked up the Book and sank down next to Chris, while paging again.
A few seconds later she found the spell they needed. She held the Book in front of Chris so he could read the rhyme. “Are you sure this will work?”, he asked really doubtfully. “It has to work, we have no other option”, Bianca said. Chris nodded and took a deep breath to read the spell:
'Hear these words, Hear the rhyme
Heed the Hope within my mind
Send me back to where I'll find
What I wish in place and time'
He vanished and left a lake of blood behind. Bianca stood up and shimmered away.
Chris groaned and lifted up his head to look at Bianca. “Maybe if there was a whitelighter available…” Bianca shook her head. “The whitelighters are all dead, as well as the Elders”, she said hopeless. But than her eyes started to glean and she gasped. Chris frowned and wondered what she was thinking of.
“There are no whitelighters in this time, but in the past there are thousands of them” Chris’s frown got even deeper. What the hell was she talking about? She watched him and could see by the confused look in his eyes that he didn’t understand a single bit of what she was saying. She started to explain.
“Think about it. We have no saviors here, no healers, but in the past we do. All we have to do, is send you back to the Charmed Ones and get you healed by their whitelighter” Chris wanted to object, but he could hardly talk. Bianca picked up the Book and sank down next to Chris, while paging again.
A few seconds later she found the spell they needed. She held the Book in front of Chris so he could read the rhyme. “Are you sure this will work?”, he asked really doubtfully. “It has to work, we have no other option”, Bianca said. Chris nodded and took a deep breath to read the spell:
'Hear these words, Hear the rhyme
Heed the Hope within my mind
Send me back to where I'll find
What I wish in place and time'
He vanished and left a lake of blood behind. Bianca stood up and shimmered away.
Meg opened the door of a motel room and helped Cas inside. She guided him to the single bed and put him down. She gently pushed him down and he opened his eyes a little. She walked to the bathroom and dampened a towel.
She walked back into the room and sank down on the bed. Unlike Meg’s Cas’ clothes hadn’t been restored. Meg opened the ruined and bloodstained hospital shirt and dabbed his wounds with the towel.
Cas groaned from pain.
“You don’t have to do this” he said weak. “I will heal eventually”
“I know” Meg said absent-minded. She stared at Cas’ body. Even with all the cuts he still looked…jumpable.
“But thanks for the gesture” Cas said with a weak smile.
Meg continued nursing his injuries. “You know” she said. “If I was still human, I’d fall for you”
Cas gave her another weak smile, before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
She walked back into the room and sank down on the bed. Unlike Meg’s Cas’ clothes hadn’t been restored. Meg opened the ruined and bloodstained hospital shirt and dabbed his wounds with the towel.
Cas groaned from pain.
“You don’t have to do this” he said weak. “I will heal eventually”
“I know” Meg said absent-minded. She stared at Cas’ body. Even with all the cuts he still looked…jumpable.
“But thanks for the gesture” Cas said with a weak smile.
Meg continued nursing his injuries. “You know” she said. “If I was still human, I’d fall for you”
Cas gave her another weak smile, before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Dean stared at his car, his mouth wide open, unable to speak.
“What?” he said shocked. “Baby, what have they done to you?”
“Dean” Sam said, elbowing him and pointing at the entrance of the hospital. Meg came outside and walked towards.
“I saw you two from the window” she explained.
“Why are you wearing Cas’ clothes?” Sam asked.
“Long story” Meg replied.
“And what the hell did you and Cas do with my car?” Dean demanded to know, though part of him wished she wouldn’t answer. Unfortunately she did.
“We fucked” Meg said smug. The look on Dean’s face was priceless. “And Cas bled on the front seat. Speaking of Cas, he’s fine. Thanks for asking”
Dean had the courtesy to look ashamed.
“Eh, yeah, I just wanted to ask” he mumbled.
“Follow me” Meg said. “I’ll explain everything inside”
“What?” he said shocked. “Baby, what have they done to you?”
“Dean” Sam said, elbowing him and pointing at the entrance of the hospital. Meg came outside and walked towards.
“I saw you two from the window” she explained.
“Why are you wearing Cas’ clothes?” Sam asked.
“Long story” Meg replied.
“And what the hell did you and Cas do with my car?” Dean demanded to know, though part of him wished she wouldn’t answer. Unfortunately she did.
“We fucked” Meg said smug. The look on Dean’s face was priceless. “And Cas bled on the front seat. Speaking of Cas, he’s fine. Thanks for asking”
Dean had the courtesy to look ashamed.
“Eh, yeah, I just wanted to ask” he mumbled.
“Follow me” Meg said. “I’ll explain everything inside”