The volgende morning.
Cas was sitting up, a bandage wrapped around his chest. The door opened and Dean walked in. The guard wanted to close the door again, when Cas called him.
“Sir, would u mind staying here? I’m worried about my safety” he said. “The intention is to keep me from going anywhere. Best way of doing that is to stay here, so I don’t climb a window of something”
The guard went standing volgende to the door, his arms crossed.
Dean pulled a chair and sat volgende to the bed. “How are u feeling?”
“I’m still hurting a little” Cas admitted.
“Can u tell me what happened?”...
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