Meg was sitting at the kitchen table with a glass of red wine when someone rang the bell. She ignored it, but the visitor wouldn’t leave. When Meg could no longer pretend she didn’t hear the incessant knocking, she stood and staggered to the hallway. She opened the door and gazed at Jo, had a bag with her.
“Can I come in?” Jo asked and without waiting for an invitation she entered the house and walked past Meg. “I’ll take this to the spare room. Don’t worry, I’ll find it myself” She walked to the stairs and left Meg somewhat stunned.
She checked a few rooms, until she found the guest room. She put her bag on the bed and unpacked, when the door opened and Meg entered.
“What are you doing here?” she asked lifeless.
“Dean and Sam are gone” Jo said, while she hung her clothes in the closet. “I sent them to Texas, to my mom. She owns a café over there now”
“Cool story” Meg commented dry. “Why didn’t you go with them? It’s your mother”
“I thought someone had to stay here, to make sure you were okay” Jo explained.
“I can take care of myself” Meg replied.
“That’s what Dean said” Jo continued. “But I beg to differ. Look, Meg, you just lost your boyfriend. You can’t be alright. Just let me help you”
Meg shook her head. She didn’t want anyone’s help.
“Did you eat anything yet?” Jo asked casual.
“I’m not hungry” Meg mumbled.
“Well, I’m starving” Jo replied. “And I hate eating alone, so I’ll just have to persuade you with my cooking skills”
“I said I’m not hungry” Meg repeated fierce. “And I don’t need your help nor do I want it”
Jo cast her a smile as she walked past her on her way out.
“Can I come in?” Jo asked and without waiting for an invitation she entered the house and walked past Meg. “I’ll take this to the spare room. Don’t worry, I’ll find it myself” She walked to the stairs and left Meg somewhat stunned.
She checked a few rooms, until she found the guest room. She put her bag on the bed and unpacked, when the door opened and Meg entered.
“What are you doing here?” she asked lifeless.
“Dean and Sam are gone” Jo said, while she hung her clothes in the closet. “I sent them to Texas, to my mom. She owns a café over there now”
“Cool story” Meg commented dry. “Why didn’t you go with them? It’s your mother”
“I thought someone had to stay here, to make sure you were okay” Jo explained.
“I can take care of myself” Meg replied.
“That’s what Dean said” Jo continued. “But I beg to differ. Look, Meg, you just lost your boyfriend. You can’t be alright. Just let me help you”
Meg shook her head. She didn’t want anyone’s help.
“Did you eat anything yet?” Jo asked casual.
“I’m not hungry” Meg mumbled.
“Well, I’m starving” Jo replied. “And I hate eating alone, so I’ll just have to persuade you with my cooking skills”
“I said I’m not hungry” Meg repeated fierce. “And I don’t need your help nor do I want it”
Jo cast her a smile as she walked past her on her way out.
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.