Sam parked the car in front of their motel. Dean was in no state to drive and even if he was he’d be capable of crashing into a wall. He helped Dean walk to the porch, while he tried to find his key with his free hand.
He could’ve saved himself the trouble, though. The door opened and Jo appeared. She moved aside and let Sam carry Dean inside. He brought him to the couch and put him down. Dean fell down and closed his eyes.
Sam walked towards Jo.
“Is he going to be okay?” Jo asked with a concerned nod at Dean.
“Physically, sure” Sam replied. “Emotionally, I don’t think so. Not without our help”
“I’m really sorry I didn’t make it to the funeral” Jo said. “How was it?”
“Short” Sam responded. He didn’t tell her about the troublemakers. Instead, he told her what Dean had tried to do. “We need to keep an eye on him, Jo. I’m afraid that if he realizes that he can’t bring Cas back, he’ll kill himself”
A couple of hours later, Dean woke up. Jo was staring down at him in such way it reminded him of Cas. “Don’t do that” he said grumpy and he sat up.
“How are you feeling?” Jo asked compassionate.
“Like my head’s going to explode” Dean muttered.
“You know that’s not what I mean” Jo returned. “You tried to make a deal with a demon”
Dean stood and walked away.
“Selling your soul won’t fix it. If anything, it’s only going to make things worse” Jo reasoned while she followed Dean to the kitchen. “I know you want Cas to return, but that doesn’t make it okay”
Dean turned around to face her. His eyes were wet. “Of course it’s not okay! It’s never going to be okay! Cas is dead and he’s never coming back and that’s my fault!”
Jo and Sam looked at each other confused.
“How is this your fault?” Sam asked.
“I should’ve never left him alone with that psycho” Dean sobbed. He sat down and buried his head in his hands.
“Dean, you can’t pin this on Meg” Sam commented carefully.
“I’m not talking about Meg!” Dean exclaimed while he lifted his head. “I’m talking about Zoey Allen. She’s the reason all of this happened. I should’ve made sure he was really dead, when he walked into the lake. I should’ve killed Zoey when we were in that building. She fucking deserved it”
“You love him, don’t you?” Jo said. Dean looked at her and then at Sam, trying to figure out how he’d react if he’d fess up.
He could’ve saved himself the trouble, though. The door opened and Jo appeared. She moved aside and let Sam carry Dean inside. He brought him to the couch and put him down. Dean fell down and closed his eyes.
Sam walked towards Jo.
“Is he going to be okay?” Jo asked with a concerned nod at Dean.
“Physically, sure” Sam replied. “Emotionally, I don’t think so. Not without our help”
“I’m really sorry I didn’t make it to the funeral” Jo said. “How was it?”
“Short” Sam responded. He didn’t tell her about the troublemakers. Instead, he told her what Dean had tried to do. “We need to keep an eye on him, Jo. I’m afraid that if he realizes that he can’t bring Cas back, he’ll kill himself”
A couple of hours later, Dean woke up. Jo was staring down at him in such way it reminded him of Cas. “Don’t do that” he said grumpy and he sat up.
“How are you feeling?” Jo asked compassionate.
“Like my head’s going to explode” Dean muttered.
“You know that’s not what I mean” Jo returned. “You tried to make a deal with a demon”
Dean stood and walked away.
“Selling your soul won’t fix it. If anything, it’s only going to make things worse” Jo reasoned while she followed Dean to the kitchen. “I know you want Cas to return, but that doesn’t make it okay”
Dean turned around to face her. His eyes were wet. “Of course it’s not okay! It’s never going to be okay! Cas is dead and he’s never coming back and that’s my fault!”
Jo and Sam looked at each other confused.
“How is this your fault?” Sam asked.
“I should’ve never left him alone with that psycho” Dean sobbed. He sat down and buried his head in his hands.
“Dean, you can’t pin this on Meg” Sam commented carefully.
“I’m not talking about Meg!” Dean exclaimed while he lifted his head. “I’m talking about Zoey Allen. She’s the reason all of this happened. I should’ve made sure he was really dead, when he walked into the lake. I should’ve killed Zoey when we were in that building. She fucking deserved it”
“You love him, don’t you?” Jo said. Dean looked at her and then at Sam, trying to figure out how he’d react if he’d fess up.
The door of Meg’s motel room opened and Meg stared at the door way. She was still stuck under the Key of Solomon.
“Anna told me you were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could you get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless you do something. Personally, I don’t care if you killed that man or not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If you do the right thing, then I guarantee you Dean and I will never try to kill you again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.
“Anna told me you were innocent for a change” Sam said.
“Well, now that you’ve discovered I’m actually a saint, could you get me out of here?” Meg suggested. Sam shook his head and walked towards her, though kept a safe distance. “First I want to set a few things straight. Castiel is not going to leave prison, unless you do something. Personally, I don’t care if you killed that man or not. What I do care about is that you’re the only one who can get him out of there” Sam said.
“Why would I help him? What’s in it for me?” Meg wanted to know.
“If you do the right thing, then I guarantee you Dean and I will never try to kill you again. You’ll be off our radar for good” Sam said.
That was a tempting offer. “What do you want me to do?” she asked.
Sam was waiting in line in a local snack bar. While he was waiting he watched the news, airing on a flat screen television, hanging on the ceiling.
“The thirty-five year old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of Castle Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam said fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean said disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean said and Sam heard him lock the door.
“The thirty-five year old Zoey Allen has escaped the local hospital of Castle Rock, Colorado. Allen was brought into the hospital after she got stuck in a fire. Allen is extremely dangerous and wanted for several murders. She might be armed”
The news reader gave a number people could call if they had any kind of information.
Sam walked out of the snack bar and conjured his phone. He quickly dialed Dean’s number.
“Hello?”
“Dean, Zoey escaped” Sam said fast.
“What? I thought she was dead” Dean said disbelieving.
“Apparently not” Sam said. “Lock your door. Don’t let anyone in”
“I wasn’t going to” Dean said and Sam heard him lock the door.