A guard stood before her cell. “You have a visitor” he said short. He unlocked the cell and walked to her. He cuffed her hands and took her arm.
He walked her to the visitor’s space to a table where Evan was waiting. Erin sat down and Evan smiled weak.
“Hey” he said softly. “How are you?”
Erin shrugged. “I’ve been set up. My…parents…are dead. Someone killed them. And there was a girl and she was killed, too. I watched it happen. But I didn’t kill anyone. I don’t remember killing anyone”
Evan searched his briefcase and conjured a few news articles. He put them on the table with the text toward Erin. Her eyes widened as she saw the resemblance between her and the girl in the picture. That’s why Ruby kept calling her Meg.
“Ten months ago you and Castiel Novak murdered several people. But then you killed Novak and then you killed yourself” Evan summarized.
Erin stared at the picture without reading the articles. The man in the picture was the man who’d haunted her in the shower.
“You called yourself Meg Masters. Where you playing a character?” Evan asked. Erin didn’t reply. Evan reached out his hand. “I have a strategy. We’ll blame it all on Novak. No one saw you kill anyone. We’ll say Novak abducted you and you had to watch him kill. Then he wanted to kill you and you killed him in an act of self-defense” He reached out his hand. “I promise I’ll get you out of here. And when you get exonerated we’ll get married and we can leave all of this behind. We can start over”
He walked her to the visitor’s space to a table where Evan was waiting. Erin sat down and Evan smiled weak.
“Hey” he said softly. “How are you?”
Erin shrugged. “I’ve been set up. My…parents…are dead. Someone killed them. And there was a girl and she was killed, too. I watched it happen. But I didn’t kill anyone. I don’t remember killing anyone”
Evan searched his briefcase and conjured a few news articles. He put them on the table with the text toward Erin. Her eyes widened as she saw the resemblance between her and the girl in the picture. That’s why Ruby kept calling her Meg.
“Ten months ago you and Castiel Novak murdered several people. But then you killed Novak and then you killed yourself” Evan summarized.
Erin stared at the picture without reading the articles. The man in the picture was the man who’d haunted her in the shower.
“You called yourself Meg Masters. Where you playing a character?” Evan asked. Erin didn’t reply. Evan reached out his hand. “I have a strategy. We’ll blame it all on Novak. No one saw you kill anyone. We’ll say Novak abducted you and you had to watch him kill. Then he wanted to kill you and you killed him in an act of self-defense” He reached out his hand. “I promise I’ll get you out of here. And when you get exonerated we’ll get married and we can leave all of this behind. We can start over”
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.