Castiel

“That wasn’t very nice, was it?”
Meg looked up. There was a man standing outside her cell and he had a big smile on his face. He examined the ceiling.
“Who are you?” Meg demanded to know.
The man, who spoke with a British accent, raised one eyebrow. “Let me give Du a little hint. I saved the two of Du from Hell”
“Oh, you’re an angel” Meg sagte dry.
“You’re welcome” the Angel – Jäger der Finsternis said.
“Are Du going to kill me?” Meg wanted to know.
“No”
“Are Du here to mock me?” Meg asked a little annoyed.
“No” the Angel – Jäger der Finsternis said, seeming to enjoy the situation. “Why don’t...

Daphne appeared, but she didn’t seem upset about Meg being there. She also had a bandage around her arm.
“Hello, Meg” she sagte polite.
Meg didn’t say anything, but stood closer to Cas.
“I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m going to have to ask Du to leave” Daphne said. She waved at the mess. “I think you’ll understand that Emmanuel and I have some things to talk about”
Meg pursed her lips.
“Okay, I’ll go” she sagte cold and so she did.
“What happened to your arm?” Cas asked concerned.
“Just a cut” Daphne sagte distracted. “How are Du feeling?”
“Tired” Cas...

Dean bit into his burger and looked up at the Walker house across the street. “Come on,” he grumbled. “Go to bed, already!” He looked at his EMF meter, lying on the dashboard.

“You make that?” D asked, referring to the meter.

Dean nodded proudly. “Yeah, from a busted-up Walkman.”

D scoffed, “Bet mine works better.”

Dean frowned at her and tossed his empty burger wrapper in the backseat. Bored, feeling sleepy but unable to sleep because he had to keep watch, he leaned back in his sitz and turned on the radio. Frowning, he began flipping through stations. “Geez, do they play...