Сверхъестественное

Meg was pacing up and down the motel room. Both Sam and Dean had turned off their phones, so she had no idea if they had found Cas yet или not.
“Screw you, Dean” she growled and she walked to the door, forgetting it was locked. “Damn it!”
“I see Ты could use some help” Anna сказал(-а) from behind Meg. Meg turned around in fear. She never felt comfortable around angels, even now that she was a human. Anna quickly walked towards Meg. “I hope you’re trying to get out so Ты can go to Cas?” she сказал(-а) in an interrogating tone.
“You know where he is?” Meg asked agitated.
“You could...

Cas carried Meg to the постель, кровати and lay her down. He removed her sweater and held his breath. On the place Kevin had hit there was a big gap and Meg was losing blood on a rapid pace. Cas turned to Dean, begging for help.
Dean looked down at the badly injured ex-demon. Meg had done countless of evil things. She deserved to die like this. The wound would get infected, she’d get a fever, and then she would die.
“Dean, do something!” Cas yelled desperate.
Dean rotated his head to his best friend, who leaned forward.
“She’s not breathing” Cas panicked.
Another few crucial секунды passed by...

The Далее morning
Dean was driving the Impala and there was no Музыка playing for a change. The cassette tape player didn’t work. Instead the radio was playing.
“What station is that? Music’s awful” Jo complained. Dean changed the station, but it jumped back on the Назад one.
“That’s not a good sign” Sam сказал(-а) slowly.
The Музыка stopped and a voice was heard.
“Last night a woman named Lucy Dickinson was murdered in the Nite Owl Restaurant. Her insides were ripped out. There are no suspects thus far”
The Музыка played again.
“Lucy Dickinson is the waitress we met last night”...

“So you’re sure this is going to work” Dean asked his brother whilst logging onto his email. It was now night and the Winchesters had broken into a local library, simply because Sam wouldn’t let Dean set огонь to his laptop in order to kill the Smith Sisters. The plan was to Удалить the email that Sam had forwarded to him to provoke the tulpa, then they had to kill it before it killed them. Dean hoped that the few hours that they’d waited were enough for the tulpa to evolve.
“I hope so” Sam replied sounding as uneasy as Dean.
“And if it doesn’t…”
“Then we’re screwed”...

Sam was woken up by the closing of the motel room door, which sounded a little gentler and calmer than it had last night. Dean was dressed in new clothes and was waiting expectantly for Sam to wake and get up.
“Come on, let’s get moving, it’s already nearly eleven.”
Sam guessed that he’d slept in by the fact that he’d forgotten to set an alarm last night and always slept in дана the chance, and by the fact that bright sunshine was streaming through the curtains into his eyes which Dean was now shoving open.
“Alright, alright; I’m up – give me fifteen minutes.”
By the time...