angry cass

“Please tell me Du didn’t kill them” Sam said, knowing better.
“I wish” Meg mumbled in reply. “I was still a demon when I killed Paul and he was working on Cas’ case, so I had to do something. And Heather had sex with Cas. Well, actually it’s the other way around”
“You killed Heather because Cas was banging her and Du turned Cas in because he kissed Dean. I would say you’re jealous” Sam noted, with a whiff of guilty pleasure.
Someone banged the door. “Meg Masters, come outside oder we will come in”
“You have to go” Sam sagte quickly and he pulled Meg up. “Okay,...

Meg sat Weiter to Cas while he was driving Isabel’s car, though she didn’t know that.
“How did Du get in my room?” she asked slightly nervous.
“What do Du mean?” Cas asked distracted.
“You appeared out of nowhere. I want to know how Du did it” Meg insisted.
“Anna helped me” Cas shrugged, hoping that would explain it all to his partner in crime. However, it didn’t.
“Anna?” she frowned. “No. No, Anna wouldn’t have left Du alone with me. She’s been tracking Du down since Du left Sam and Dean to go on a murder spree”
Cas cast her a furious glance and for a moment...

Meg pressed the glocke of a big, fancy house. Whoever owned the place was eager to meet her, because Meg had barely withdraw her finger when the door opened.
“Good evening, Du must be April” the man said. “Come in” He stepped aside and Meg entered. She took of her mantel and the man swallowed. She was wearing a little black dress with a deep décolleté and the dress barely covered her butt.
“Eh…can I offer Du a drink?” the man suggested.
“No” Meg refused. She wanted this to get over with. “Can we just get to it?”
“Yeah, of course” the man agreed. “My name is Brad,...

Meg was standing in front of a modern looking building. She pressed the intercom Weiter to the door.
“Yes?” a female voice answered and Meg recognized it.
“Good evening, …ma’am” Meg said. Politeness was something new to her. “We met this afternoon, outside the temp job office. Du sagte Du might have work for me”
A short silence followed.
“Of course” the woman sagte slowly. “Why don’t come in? Just up the stairs” The woman hung up and a buzzing sound was heard. Meg pushed the door open and walked up the white stairs which was right in front of her.
Upstairs the woman was...

Dean entered the café Cas had left an Stunde ago. Cas had called him Von using speed dial, but then his phone dropped and all he could hear was a struggle and someone saying ‘I know you’
Dean had looked almost everywhere. He had been asking for him in eat café’s, restaurants, coffee shops, while he tried getting him on the phone.
He walked to the bar and tapped on it.
“Good evening, I’m looking for someone. A man, tall, dark hair, wears a trench coat” Dean described Cas.
The barkeeper, who knew who Dean was talking about, peeked at the three men who had returned. Then he turned back...