Cas parked his car in front of Heather’s house. He looked at Meg.
“Are u tired?” he asked concerned. He pointed at Heather’s house. “Maybe your ex-colleague will give u a place to sleep”
“What about you? You’re not leaving me here, are you?” Meg zei a little worried. Cas unbuckled and got out of the car. Meg did the same. They walked to the front door and knocked.
Five minuten later Heather opened the door.
“Meg! Cas! What are u guys doing here?” she exclaimed surprised.
“Can we come in?” Meg asked.
“Sure” Heather replied and she stepped aside, to let them pass. “I didn’t expect to see u ever again. Not after…”
“Oh, that” Cas zei cheerful. “All is forgiven. We should all verplaats past that”
“Wow, you’re…generous” Heather noted. She turned around and walked them to the living room. “Have a seat” she offered and Cas and Meg sank down on the couch. “Can I get u anything? Beer, water, soda?”
“I’m good” Cas refused and Meg didn’t say anything.
“Okay” Heather slowly nodded. “Eh…would u mind if I get a drink myself?” she asked a little nervous.
“Of course not” Meg zei sweet and Heather headed to the kitchen. She conjured her cell phone and dialed Isabel’s number. The former inspector wasn’t reachable, so Heather left a message. “Is, Castiel and Meg are here. Can u please come as soon as u hear this message? And please bring your gun”
“Is there a problem?”
Heather dropped her phone and turned around quickly. Cas was standing behind her and she had no idea how much he’d heard.
“No” she zei trembling.
Cas pointed behind him. “Meg’s not feeling very well. Can she lie down somewhere?”
“Yeah” Heather zei breathless. “Just up the stairs, third room on the right. That’s the spare room”
“Thank you” Cas smiled and he returned to the living room.
“Are u tired?” he asked concerned. He pointed at Heather’s house. “Maybe your ex-colleague will give u a place to sleep”
“What about you? You’re not leaving me here, are you?” Meg zei a little worried. Cas unbuckled and got out of the car. Meg did the same. They walked to the front door and knocked.
Five minuten later Heather opened the door.
“Meg! Cas! What are u guys doing here?” she exclaimed surprised.
“Can we come in?” Meg asked.
“Sure” Heather replied and she stepped aside, to let them pass. “I didn’t expect to see u ever again. Not after…”
“Oh, that” Cas zei cheerful. “All is forgiven. We should all verplaats past that”
“Wow, you’re…generous” Heather noted. She turned around and walked them to the living room. “Have a seat” she offered and Cas and Meg sank down on the couch. “Can I get u anything? Beer, water, soda?”
“I’m good” Cas refused and Meg didn’t say anything.
“Okay” Heather slowly nodded. “Eh…would u mind if I get a drink myself?” she asked a little nervous.
“Of course not” Meg zei sweet and Heather headed to the kitchen. She conjured her cell phone and dialed Isabel’s number. The former inspector wasn’t reachable, so Heather left a message. “Is, Castiel and Meg are here. Can u please come as soon as u hear this message? And please bring your gun”
“Is there a problem?”
Heather dropped her phone and turned around quickly. Cas was standing behind her and she had no idea how much he’d heard.
“No” she zei trembling.
Cas pointed behind him. “Meg’s not feeling very well. Can she lie down somewhere?”
“Yeah” Heather zei breathless. “Just up the stairs, third room on the right. That’s the spare room”
“Thank you” Cas smiled and he returned to the living room.
Damon raced outside and got into his car. He turned around the keys and drove onto the street. He then pushed the accelerator pedal and raced ahead.
He tried to keep his eyes open. He should have drunken some blood, if only just a little bit. He could almost feel his body breaking inside. But he had to stay awake long enough to get to the hospital.
Other drivers were hooting, because he drove from right to left and from left to right.
“Where did u get your driving license?!” someone yelled angry.
Damon felt his eyes fall down. The car drove for another few yards, while other drivers tried to avoid it.
Then the car drove off the road, turned over three times, landed on its upper side and caught fire.
He tried to keep his eyes open. He should have drunken some blood, if only just a little bit. He could almost feel his body breaking inside. But he had to stay awake long enough to get to the hospital.
Other drivers were hooting, because he drove from right to left and from left to right.
“Where did u get your driving license?!” someone yelled angry.
Damon felt his eyes fall down. The car drove for another few yards, while other drivers tried to avoid it.
Then the car drove off the road, turned over three times, landed on its upper side and caught fire.