“Meg, could you give us a moment alone, please?” Cas demanded as he stared at Heather’s bleeding body.
Meg stayed put, as if her feet were stuck on the floor. Cas walked towards her and took her hands. “Please, Meg. I have to finish this on my own. I don’t want you to witness a murder”
Meg shook her head. “Fine, then. But make it quick. I’m getting jealous” she said snarky.
“Meg, you have absolutely no reason to be jealous” Cas promised her. “Now go. The sooner you leave, the sooner Heather’s dead”
Meg reluctantly left the kitchen and walked into the hallway. For a moment everything was quiet. But then she heard noises. Her mouth dropped open from disgust and she stormed back into the kitchen. Cas was sitting astride on Heather, screwing her.
“No!” Meg snarled and she ran to the dresser, where she picked up a knife.
“Meg, get out!” Cas snapped angry, but Meg naturally didn’t listen. She ran towards the table and drove the knife through Heather’s heart. She pulled the knife out and stepped back. Cas climbed off Heather and off the table. He grabbed Meg’s wrist and she dropped the knife.
“I was supposed to kill her, not you. I told you to leave” he said furious. He let go of her and raised his hand. He hit her so hard she fell down against the dresser.
The front door opened and Meg scarcely put herself up. Isabel Roberts was standing in the doorway, her gun aimed at Meg.
“Cas?” Meg moaned scared. Isabel walked quickly towards her and shot.
“Meg!” Cas exclaimed and he ran towards her. He kneeled and lifted her head.
“The cops are on their way, Mr. Novak” Isabel said trembling. “I suggest you don’t try to run, or God help me, I will kill you”
Meg shook her head. “No” she said difficult. “Don’t let them get to you. Run”
“Okay” Cas promised. “I’ll come back for you” He lay Meg gently down and stood. He turned to Isabel and raised his hands in the air. “Alright, I’ll come with you”
He walked towards her and grabbed her arm. He stole the gun and used the grip to hit Isabel on the head. She fell down unconscious and Cas threw her over his shoulder. He locked her in the trunk of her own car and placed himself behind the wheel.
Meg stayed put, as if her feet were stuck on the floor. Cas walked towards her and took her hands. “Please, Meg. I have to finish this on my own. I don’t want you to witness a murder”
Meg shook her head. “Fine, then. But make it quick. I’m getting jealous” she said snarky.
“Meg, you have absolutely no reason to be jealous” Cas promised her. “Now go. The sooner you leave, the sooner Heather’s dead”
Meg reluctantly left the kitchen and walked into the hallway. For a moment everything was quiet. But then she heard noises. Her mouth dropped open from disgust and she stormed back into the kitchen. Cas was sitting astride on Heather, screwing her.
“No!” Meg snarled and she ran to the dresser, where she picked up a knife.
“Meg, get out!” Cas snapped angry, but Meg naturally didn’t listen. She ran towards the table and drove the knife through Heather’s heart. She pulled the knife out and stepped back. Cas climbed off Heather and off the table. He grabbed Meg’s wrist and she dropped the knife.
“I was supposed to kill her, not you. I told you to leave” he said furious. He let go of her and raised his hand. He hit her so hard she fell down against the dresser.
The front door opened and Meg scarcely put herself up. Isabel Roberts was standing in the doorway, her gun aimed at Meg.
“Cas?” Meg moaned scared. Isabel walked quickly towards her and shot.
“Meg!” Cas exclaimed and he ran towards her. He kneeled and lifted her head.
“The cops are on their way, Mr. Novak” Isabel said trembling. “I suggest you don’t try to run, or God help me, I will kill you”
Meg shook her head. “No” she said difficult. “Don’t let them get to you. Run”
“Okay” Cas promised. “I’ll come back for you” He lay Meg gently down and stood. He turned to Isabel and raised his hands in the air. “Alright, I’ll come with you”
He walked towards her and grabbed her arm. He stole the gun and used the grip to hit Isabel on the head. She fell down unconscious and Cas threw her over his shoulder. He locked her in the trunk of her own car and placed himself behind the wheel.
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.