The Weiter room was filled with fragments of mirrors and the closest fragment had something written on it. Cas made a step forwards and squeezed his eyes to read the tiny letters. It said: ‘Use the reflections in the fragments to find the two tablets.
“Great. Piece of cake” Cas mumbled sarcastic.
The fragments were very close to each other and so Cas lifted his left arm to protects his face, while the fragments cut in his sides, his shoulders, his legs, his arms and his chest.
He stopped after a few yards and carefully put his arm down. He examined the fragments around him, trying not to touch them; his hands were hurting immensely.
One of the reflections made him turn to his right and cut his way through to the first tablet in the room. He bent through his knees, the sharp edges piercing his flesh, and he put the tablet in the bag. Kevin must’ve done something with the bag, because it didn’t seem to get heavier.
Cas looked at the fragments around him and learned the Sekunde tablet was close to the door at the other side. Leaving a trail of blood he shuffled through the fragments to the door. He found the Sekunde tablet and put it in the bag.
He stood up, careless for just a Sekunde and felt a sharp, stinging pain in the right side of his neck. He had managed to stab himself with one of the fragments. Blood streaming over his neck and shoulder he used the reflection as a guide to help him pull out the fragment. When he had done so, blood flowed out of his neck, splattered on the mirrors and the floor.
Cas pressed his hurting hand against his neck and reached for the door.
Meg’s room had some kind of web, made of average looking threads. However, the moment she touched one of the threads an electric shock flowed through her body. There was only one tablet in the room, in the center.
Meg took off Cas’ hemd, shirt and used it to lift the thread in front of her. She maneuvered her body alongside the electric threads, unable to avoid all shock. Meg felt like she was playing Operation with her as the tweezers.
Meg figured the best way to get to the tablet was if she stayed low to the floor. So she ducked, after putting the hemd, shirt back on, and lay herself on the floor. She dragged herself vorwärts-, nach vorn while the threads burned through the hemd, shirt and ruined her hair. She reached the tablet and put it in the bag. Then she dragged herself to the end of the room.
“Great. Piece of cake” Cas mumbled sarcastic.
The fragments were very close to each other and so Cas lifted his left arm to protects his face, while the fragments cut in his sides, his shoulders, his legs, his arms and his chest.
He stopped after a few yards and carefully put his arm down. He examined the fragments around him, trying not to touch them; his hands were hurting immensely.
One of the reflections made him turn to his right and cut his way through to the first tablet in the room. He bent through his knees, the sharp edges piercing his flesh, and he put the tablet in the bag. Kevin must’ve done something with the bag, because it didn’t seem to get heavier.
Cas looked at the fragments around him and learned the Sekunde tablet was close to the door at the other side. Leaving a trail of blood he shuffled through the fragments to the door. He found the Sekunde tablet and put it in the bag.
He stood up, careless for just a Sekunde and felt a sharp, stinging pain in the right side of his neck. He had managed to stab himself with one of the fragments. Blood streaming over his neck and shoulder he used the reflection as a guide to help him pull out the fragment. When he had done so, blood flowed out of his neck, splattered on the mirrors and the floor.
Cas pressed his hurting hand against his neck and reached for the door.
Meg’s room had some kind of web, made of average looking threads. However, the moment she touched one of the threads an electric shock flowed through her body. There was only one tablet in the room, in the center.
Meg took off Cas’ hemd, shirt and used it to lift the thread in front of her. She maneuvered her body alongside the electric threads, unable to avoid all shock. Meg felt like she was playing Operation with her as the tweezers.
Meg figured the best way to get to the tablet was if she stayed low to the floor. So she ducked, after putting the hemd, shirt back on, and lay herself on the floor. She dragged herself vorwärts-, nach vorn while the threads burned through the hemd, shirt and ruined her hair. She reached the tablet and put it in the bag. Then she dragged herself to the end of the room.
Meg read the book as if it was a detective and she wanted to know who the killer was. Daphne’s life had been a roller coaster due to her illness. But everyone knew Daphne was crazy, including Cas’ attorney. So she kept looking for something different.
When she was near the end she discovered something strange. She flipped a few pages, when a piece of paper fell out of the book. Meg picked it up and opened it. She read the letter and compared the handwriting with the one in the book.
She threw the book on the floor and conjured her phone.
No signal, it said
“Damn it!” she cursed.
She carefully stretch her arm, but the Key of Solomon was still working perfectly.
She looked at the hard stone floor and stamped on it, causing part of the floor to break. Meg grabbed a piece of the floor and threw it at the ceiling.
The Key of Solomon broke and Meg kicked her cell open.
When she was near the end she discovered something strange. She flipped a few pages, when a piece of paper fell out of the book. Meg picked it up and opened it. She read the letter and compared the handwriting with the one in the book.
She threw the book on the floor and conjured her phone.
No signal, it said
“Damn it!” she cursed.
She carefully stretch her arm, but the Key of Solomon was still working perfectly.
She looked at the hard stone floor and stamped on it, causing part of the floor to break. Meg grabbed a piece of the floor and threw it at the ceiling.
The Key of Solomon broke and Meg kicked her cell open.
Dean carried Cas to the entrance, where Zoey blocked their way.
“You’re not going anywhere” she said.
“Right, because you’re going to stop me” Dean sagte sarcastic. He pushed Zoey away and walked further to the entrance.
Zoey jumped his back. She tugged his hair and scratched his face.
Dean lay Cas down as careful as possible. He grabbed Zoey’s hair and pulled her off. He smacked her on the ground and kicked her wherever he could.
“I think you’re losing your Angel – Jäger der Finsternis juju” Dean said.
Zoey crawled towards Cas. She grabbed his halsband, kragen and dragged him away, closer to the edge of the holy circle.
“What are Du doing?” Dean asked scared.
He got his answer as Zoey emptied a few bottled of alcohol she had kept their in stock. She conjured a lighter and smiled evil at Dean.
“No!” Dean shouted, but Zoey dropped the lighter and caused another fire.
“You’re not going anywhere” she said.
“Right, because you’re going to stop me” Dean sagte sarcastic. He pushed Zoey away and walked further to the entrance.
Zoey jumped his back. She tugged his hair and scratched his face.
Dean lay Cas down as careful as possible. He grabbed Zoey’s hair and pulled her off. He smacked her on the ground and kicked her wherever he could.
“I think you’re losing your Angel – Jäger der Finsternis juju” Dean said.
Zoey crawled towards Cas. She grabbed his halsband, kragen and dragged him away, closer to the edge of the holy circle.
“What are Du doing?” Dean asked scared.
He got his answer as Zoey emptied a few bottled of alcohol she had kept their in stock. She conjured a lighter and smiled evil at Dean.
“No!” Dean shouted, but Zoey dropped the lighter and caused another fire.
Cas beached on the street, far away from Rufus’ cabin. He wasn’t sure how to feel. He was angry, because Dean wouldn’t listen to him. Dean always thought he knew everything better. He was disappointed, because Dean had no faith in him at all.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t Du hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t Du recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he sagte breathless. “How did Du find me? What are Du doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need Du to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
He was so up in thought that he didn’t hear his name. But maybe that was because she didn’t use his real name.
“Emmanuel!”
Someone grabbed his arm and forced him to turn around. He looked at the woman. She looked familiar.
“Didn’t Du hear me?” the woman asked. Cas stared at her. “Don’t Du recognize me? It’s me, Daphne, your wife?”
Cas widened his eyes as he remembered her.
“Daphne” he sagte breathless. “How did Du find me? What are Du doing here?”
“Well, I hired a detective, I needed to find you” Daphne said. She searched in her pockets and conjured a big brown envelope. “I need Du to sign these”
“What is it?” Cas frowned.
“A petition for annulment” Daphne answered.
Meg opened the door of a motel room and helped Cas inside. She guided him to the single bett and put him down. She gently pushed him down and he opened his eyes a little. She walked to the bathroom and dampened a towel.
She walked back into the room and sank down on the bed. Unlike Meg’s Cas’ clothes hadn’t been restored. Meg opened the ruined and bloodstained hospital hemd, shirt and dabbed his wounds with the towel.
Cas groaned from pain.
“You don’t have to do this” he sagte weak. “I will heal eventually”
“I know” Meg sagte absent-minded. She stared at Cas’ body. Even with all the cuts he still looked…jumpable.
“But thanks for the gesture” Cas sagte with a weak smile.
Meg continued nursing his injuries. “You know” she said. “If I was still human, I’d fall for you”
Cas gave her another weak smile, before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
She walked back into the room and sank down on the bed. Unlike Meg’s Cas’ clothes hadn’t been restored. Meg opened the ruined and bloodstained hospital hemd, shirt and dabbed his wounds with the towel.
Cas groaned from pain.
“You don’t have to do this” he sagte weak. “I will heal eventually”
“I know” Meg sagte absent-minded. She stared at Cas’ body. Even with all the cuts he still looked…jumpable.
“But thanks for the gesture” Cas sagte with a weak smile.
Meg continued nursing his injuries. “You know” she said. “If I was still human, I’d fall for you”
Cas gave her another weak smile, before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.
