“Dean!” Sam exclaimed when he saw Dean sitting on the floor, his hands tied. He kneeled and freed his older brother.
“I’m going to kill him!” Dean snapped.
“What happened?” Sam asked frowning.
“Cas has gone crazy. He attacked me. He’s totally nuts” Dean explained furious. He tried to calm himself door taking a few deep breaths.
“Dean, we have to find him. He’s not himself” Sam zei sharp. “I’m going to start calling people”
“You’re not calling that demon” Dean replied in a threatening way. Sam, who didn’t know who else to call, put his phone away. “I’m going to call the cops and tell him someone stal the Impala. If they can track down the car, we might be able to find Cas”
“Yeah, alright” Sam nodded.
Cas was injecting himself with heroin, while Isabel and Heather were downstairs.
Isabel got up and conjured her phone.
“What are u doing?” Heather asked nervous.
“I’m calling the cops” Isabel responded determined.
“No!” Heather yelled. Then, softer: “If they know I keep drugs in my house, they’ll put me in jail”
“You have a better idea, genius?” Isabel asked snarky.
“I know who we have to call” Heather nodded and she took her own phone, dialing Meg’s number. “You’re boyfriend’s here” she zei before Meg could say anything. “He has a gun and he’s looking for drugs. I think he has a serious death wish, so unless u want to see him wither and die, I suggest u hurry the hell up”
Meg hung up and dialed Dean’s number, hoping Dean wouldn’t be so stubborn to ignore her. But of course he was. She cursed and dialed Sam’s number.
“Meg?” Sam asked, Dean shooting him an irritated glance. “What?...And where does Heather live?...Okay, thanks”
He ended the conversation and looked at Dean. “Cas is at Heather’s, looking for drugs. He has a gun and he’s keeping Heather hostage”
“Okay, let’s go” Dean replied and he ran downstairs, Sam following him. They walked outside and Dean walked to the first car they came across with. “Keep an eye on the street”
Sam obeyed and Dean forced the lock of the car. They got in the car and Dean pulled a few threads to get the car started. They drove away, when a man came out of his house, witnessing his car being stolen.
“I’m going to kill him!” Dean snapped.
“What happened?” Sam asked frowning.
“Cas has gone crazy. He attacked me. He’s totally nuts” Dean explained furious. He tried to calm himself door taking a few deep breaths.
“Dean, we have to find him. He’s not himself” Sam zei sharp. “I’m going to start calling people”
“You’re not calling that demon” Dean replied in a threatening way. Sam, who didn’t know who else to call, put his phone away. “I’m going to call the cops and tell him someone stal the Impala. If they can track down the car, we might be able to find Cas”
“Yeah, alright” Sam nodded.
Cas was injecting himself with heroin, while Isabel and Heather were downstairs.
Isabel got up and conjured her phone.
“What are u doing?” Heather asked nervous.
“I’m calling the cops” Isabel responded determined.
“No!” Heather yelled. Then, softer: “If they know I keep drugs in my house, they’ll put me in jail”
“You have a better idea, genius?” Isabel asked snarky.
“I know who we have to call” Heather nodded and she took her own phone, dialing Meg’s number. “You’re boyfriend’s here” she zei before Meg could say anything. “He has a gun and he’s looking for drugs. I think he has a serious death wish, so unless u want to see him wither and die, I suggest u hurry the hell up”
Meg hung up and dialed Dean’s number, hoping Dean wouldn’t be so stubborn to ignore her. But of course he was. She cursed and dialed Sam’s number.
“Meg?” Sam asked, Dean shooting him an irritated glance. “What?...And where does Heather live?...Okay, thanks”
He ended the conversation and looked at Dean. “Cas is at Heather’s, looking for drugs. He has a gun and he’s keeping Heather hostage”
“Okay, let’s go” Dean replied and he ran downstairs, Sam following him. They walked outside and Dean walked to the first car they came across with. “Keep an eye on the street”
Sam obeyed and Dean forced the lock of the car. They got in the car and Dean pulled a few threads to get the car started. They drove away, when a man came out of his house, witnessing his car being stolen.
