Meg was sitting on her bed. She had sneaked inside as soon as Dean had left. Jo had promised her to get him out of the house. She didn’t want to deal with his snarky commentary.
Sam was sitting on the bed as well. He felt weird around Meg, but since Cas was sick and there was no one else, they might as well keep each other company.
“How is it like? Being human?” Sam asked, trying to break the ice. “I mean, after being a demon for so long”
“Honestly? It sucks. Big time” Meg replied bitter. “I’ve always been able to recall every single murder I’ve committed, but I’ve never felt bad about it. Until now. I don’t want to feel this. I don’t want to feel anything. I wish I could just rip my hart-, hart out my chest and be dead”
Sam stared at Meg as she started crying. That was a new one. He tapped her on the back, not knowing what else to do.
“And of course, your precious brother has to point out all my flaws” Meg continued with a somewhat high pitched voice. “Does he like guarding Cas like a pit-bull?”
“I wouldn’t exactly call it guarding” Sam zei slowly. “It’s more…protecting him. Look, I know you’re not a demon anymore and so does Cas, but Dean’s just having a little trouble adjusting. u helped Azazel who killed our parents, u killed Ellen and Jo, u paralyzed Bobby, you’ve possessed and tortured people. Dean’s just having a hard time seeing u hooking up with his best friend. He’s lost a lot of people and he’s afraid u will take another one away from him”
“If Cas wants to be with me, there’s nothing Dean can do about it” Meg replied defensive. “Besides, he zei he loves me. Nothing Dean says can change that”