Cas parked his car in front of Heather’s house. He looked at Meg.
“Are you tired?” he asked concerned. He pointed at Heather’s house. “Maybe your ex-colleague will give you a place to sleep”
“What about you? You’re not leaving me here, are you?” Meg said a little worried. Cas unbuckled and got out of the car. Meg did the same. They walked to the front door and knocked.
Five minutes later Heather opened the door.
“Meg! Cas! What are you guys doing here?” she exclaimed surprised.
“Can we come in?” Meg asked.
“Sure” Heather replied and she stepped aside, to let them pass. “I didn’t expect to see you ever again. Not after…”
“Oh, that” Cas said cheerful. “All is forgiven. We should all move past that”
“Wow, you’re…generous” Heather noted. She turned around and walked them to the living room. “Have a seat” she offered and Cas and Meg sank down on the couch. “Can I get you anything? Beer, water, soda?”
“I’m good” Cas refused and Meg didn’t say anything.
“Okay” Heather slowly nodded. “Eh…would you mind if I get a drink myself?” she asked a little nervous.
“Of course not” Meg said sweet and Heather headed to the kitchen. She conjured her cell phone and dialed Isabel’s number. The former inspector wasn’t reachable, so Heather left a message. “Is, Castiel and Meg are here. Can you please come as soon as you hear this message? And please bring your gun”
“Is there a problem?”
Heather dropped her phone and turned around quickly. Cas was standing behind her and she had no idea how much he’d heard.
“No” she said trembling.
Cas pointed behind him. “Meg’s not feeling very well. Can she lie down somewhere?”
“Yeah” Heather said breathless. “Just up the stairs, third room on the right. That’s the spare room”
“Thank you” Cas smiled and he returned to the living room.
“Are you tired?” he asked concerned. He pointed at Heather’s house. “Maybe your ex-colleague will give you a place to sleep”
“What about you? You’re not leaving me here, are you?” Meg said a little worried. Cas unbuckled and got out of the car. Meg did the same. They walked to the front door and knocked.
Five minutes later Heather opened the door.
“Meg! Cas! What are you guys doing here?” she exclaimed surprised.
“Can we come in?” Meg asked.
“Sure” Heather replied and she stepped aside, to let them pass. “I didn’t expect to see you ever again. Not after…”
“Oh, that” Cas said cheerful. “All is forgiven. We should all move past that”
“Wow, you’re…generous” Heather noted. She turned around and walked them to the living room. “Have a seat” she offered and Cas and Meg sank down on the couch. “Can I get you anything? Beer, water, soda?”
“I’m good” Cas refused and Meg didn’t say anything.
“Okay” Heather slowly nodded. “Eh…would you mind if I get a drink myself?” she asked a little nervous.
“Of course not” Meg said sweet and Heather headed to the kitchen. She conjured her cell phone and dialed Isabel’s number. The former inspector wasn’t reachable, so Heather left a message. “Is, Castiel and Meg are here. Can you please come as soon as you hear this message? And please bring your gun”
“Is there a problem?”
Heather dropped her phone and turned around quickly. Cas was standing behind her and she had no idea how much he’d heard.
“No” she said trembling.
Cas pointed behind him. “Meg’s not feeling very well. Can she lie down somewhere?”
“Yeah” Heather said breathless. “Just up the stairs, third room on the right. That’s the spare room”
“Thank you” Cas smiled and he returned to the living room.
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.