Just like the first time he’d had a patient Cas just needed to close his eyes and concentrate. When he opened his eyes he and Alexia were standing in front of a poor looking house.
“I don’t think the people that live here will have the money to pay you, uncle Emmanuel” Alexia said sad.
“I won’t ask for money” Cas replied. “The mother and her son can offer me their gratitude. That will be enough”
That cheered Alexia up. “You really are a good person, uncle Emmanuel”
Cas frowned. It seemed like Alexia was trying to convince him of that, but he didn’t know why. He walked to the front door and rang the bell.
A woman in her early thirties opened the door. Her light brown hair was tied up loosely and she was wearing an apron. Cas thought she tried to cover her frayed clothes. The woman had black stains on her face from ashes.
“Mr. Allen, right?” she asked nervous. She wiped her dirty hands off on the apron and reached her right one out. Cas accepted. “Please, come in” She guided Cas and Alexia through the hallway, into the living room. There was a lot of stuff lying around and it seemed the house hadn’t been cleaned in a while.
“I’m sorry for the mess” the woman apologized. “I didn’t have the chance to clean up yet” She stopped at the couch and bent on her knees.
“Jerrick, sweetie, the doctor’s here. He’ll make you feel all better” the woman said. She looked up at Cas, tears in her eyes. “Please, he’s really sick”
The boy, not older than 7, sweated and looked very pale. He opened his eyes for a second, then closed them again. He coughed and frowned, because coughing hurt.
Cas walked towards him and bent on his knees. He stuck out his hand and touched Jerrick’s forehead. The mother was holding his hand, which was very moist, but slowly but surely she felt how her son’s body got its normal temperature back.
Jerrick slowly opened his eyes. “Mom?”
“I’m here. You’re okay” his mother sighed relieved and she threw her arms around him.
“I think we should go” Cas said to Alexia.
The mother let go of her son. She wiped her tears away. “How much do I owe you?” she asked casual.
Cas waved his hand. “I will not accept anything but your gratitude, madam”
The woman frowned confused. “You’re kidding, right?”
“I’m not…kidding you” Cas said.
“Well” the woman started and she looked at Alexia. “Maybe your daughter wants something”
“She’s not my daughter” Cas said quickly.
“Okay, my mistake” the woman said and she walked to the cabinet and opened the first drawer. She quickly searched it and collected some coins. She walked to Cas and put the money in his hands.
“I don’t want your money” Cas protested and he tried to give it back, but the woman stepped back. “Please, take it. It’s all I have” she begged. “I’m not going to take advantage of your kindness, sir. Just take the money and go”
Cas realized he had no choice and so he left with Alexia and the money. Once outside he pulled out the wallet Daphne had given him for emergencies. He pulled out all the paper money and shoved it underneath the door.
“I don’t think the people that live here will have the money to pay you, uncle Emmanuel” Alexia said sad.
“I won’t ask for money” Cas replied. “The mother and her son can offer me their gratitude. That will be enough”
That cheered Alexia up. “You really are a good person, uncle Emmanuel”
Cas frowned. It seemed like Alexia was trying to convince him of that, but he didn’t know why. He walked to the front door and rang the bell.
A woman in her early thirties opened the door. Her light brown hair was tied up loosely and she was wearing an apron. Cas thought she tried to cover her frayed clothes. The woman had black stains on her face from ashes.
“Mr. Allen, right?” she asked nervous. She wiped her dirty hands off on the apron and reached her right one out. Cas accepted. “Please, come in” She guided Cas and Alexia through the hallway, into the living room. There was a lot of stuff lying around and it seemed the house hadn’t been cleaned in a while.
“I’m sorry for the mess” the woman apologized. “I didn’t have the chance to clean up yet” She stopped at the couch and bent on her knees.
“Jerrick, sweetie, the doctor’s here. He’ll make you feel all better” the woman said. She looked up at Cas, tears in her eyes. “Please, he’s really sick”
The boy, not older than 7, sweated and looked very pale. He opened his eyes for a second, then closed them again. He coughed and frowned, because coughing hurt.
Cas walked towards him and bent on his knees. He stuck out his hand and touched Jerrick’s forehead. The mother was holding his hand, which was very moist, but slowly but surely she felt how her son’s body got its normal temperature back.
Jerrick slowly opened his eyes. “Mom?”
“I’m here. You’re okay” his mother sighed relieved and she threw her arms around him.
“I think we should go” Cas said to Alexia.
The mother let go of her son. She wiped her tears away. “How much do I owe you?” she asked casual.
Cas waved his hand. “I will not accept anything but your gratitude, madam”
The woman frowned confused. “You’re kidding, right?”
“I’m not…kidding you” Cas said.
“Well” the woman started and she looked at Alexia. “Maybe your daughter wants something”
“She’s not my daughter” Cas said quickly.
“Okay, my mistake” the woman said and she walked to the cabinet and opened the first drawer. She quickly searched it and collected some coins. She walked to Cas and put the money in his hands.
“I don’t want your money” Cas protested and he tried to give it back, but the woman stepped back. “Please, take it. It’s all I have” she begged. “I’m not going to take advantage of your kindness, sir. Just take the money and go”
Cas realized he had no choice and so he left with Alexia and the money. Once outside he pulled out the wallet Daphne had given him for emergencies. He pulled out all the paper money and shoved it underneath the door.
Daphne took his hand. “I don’t want to lose you. You have to stay with me forever” she insisted.
Cas nodded, not really considering what she was saying.
“Emmanuel, I want you to make me your wife” Daphne said breathless.
Zoey and Shannen were sitting at the kitchen table in Zoey’s house. “I’m glad you came” Zoey said.“
Yeah, sure” Shannen said. “I meant what I said. I’ll do what I can to help you”
“Thank you” Zoey said. “I really don’t trust Emmanuel, but I promised Daphne I’d give him the benefit of the doubt”
“I get it” Shannen said. “What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to follow him, take pictures of him, maybe even film him” Zoey said.
“I don’t think that’s legal”” Shannen said careful.
“If he hurts my daughter it won’t be legal, either” Zoey snapped and Shannen cringed.
“All right, I’ll do it” Shannen agreed reluctantly.
Cas nodded, not really considering what she was saying.
“Emmanuel, I want you to make me your wife” Daphne said breathless.
Zoey and Shannen were sitting at the kitchen table in Zoey’s house. “I’m glad you came” Zoey said.“
Yeah, sure” Shannen said. “I meant what I said. I’ll do what I can to help you”
“Thank you” Zoey said. “I really don’t trust Emmanuel, but I promised Daphne I’d give him the benefit of the doubt”
“I get it” Shannen said. “What do you want me to do?”
“I want you to follow him, take pictures of him, maybe even film him” Zoey said.
“I don’t think that’s legal”” Shannen said careful.
“If he hurts my daughter it won’t be legal, either” Zoey snapped and Shannen cringed.
“All right, I’ll do it” Shannen agreed reluctantly.
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.