Sam had returned to the clinic. He wanted to go to Cas’ room when a caregiver stopped him. “Excuse me, sir, Ты can’t just go in there” he сказал(-а) when Sam headed for the visitor’s room.
“Why not? I’ve been here before” Sam сказал(-а) confused.
“Doctor Whedon thinks it’s better if Castiel only gets supervised visit from now on” the caregiver explained while he walked up to Sam.
“Why? What happened?” Sam asked curious.
“There’s been an accident” the caregiver replied. “Castiel attacked one of the other residents”
“I’m sure he had his reasons” Sam сказал(-а) defensive.
“Nonetheless I cannot let Ты go in there all by yourself. It’s too risky” the caregiver ended.
So Sam waited for the caregiver to call someone and then they were on their way. Cas didn’t look too happy to see Sam. He cast a reproaching look at the nurse and tried to shut the door.
“Cas, I just want to talk to you. It’s about Meg” Sam сказал(-а) quickly and he stopped Cas from closing the door. “I know Ты don’t believe she’s alive and I know Ты won’t believe it until Ты see her with your own eyes. Which is why I’ll bring her back to you, but to do that we need to restore her memory”
Cas blinked and shook his head puzzled. He turned around and walked to the pedestal cupboard. He opened the drawer and took out a piece of paper and a pen. Feverishly he started writing. When he was finished he folded the piece of paper and walked back to Sam, who he gave the piece of paper to.
Sam opened the paper and frowned when he saw the strange symbols, but then put it in his pocket. He reached out his hand and tapped Cas’ shoulder. “We’ll get her back. One way или the other” he promised.
“Why not? I’ve been here before” Sam сказал(-а) confused.
“Doctor Whedon thinks it’s better if Castiel only gets supervised visit from now on” the caregiver explained while he walked up to Sam.
“Why? What happened?” Sam asked curious.
“There’s been an accident” the caregiver replied. “Castiel attacked one of the other residents”
“I’m sure he had his reasons” Sam сказал(-а) defensive.
“Nonetheless I cannot let Ты go in there all by yourself. It’s too risky” the caregiver ended.
So Sam waited for the caregiver to call someone and then they were on their way. Cas didn’t look too happy to see Sam. He cast a reproaching look at the nurse and tried to shut the door.
“Cas, I just want to talk to you. It’s about Meg” Sam сказал(-а) quickly and he stopped Cas from closing the door. “I know Ты don’t believe she’s alive and I know Ты won’t believe it until Ты see her with your own eyes. Which is why I’ll bring her back to you, but to do that we need to restore her memory”
Cas blinked and shook his head puzzled. He turned around and walked to the pedestal cupboard. He opened the drawer and took out a piece of paper and a pen. Feverishly he started writing. When he was finished he folded the piece of paper and walked back to Sam, who he gave the piece of paper to.
Sam opened the paper and frowned when he saw the strange symbols, but then put it in his pocket. He reached out his hand and tapped Cas’ shoulder. “We’ll get her back. One way или the other” he promised.
Since there was no way any of them was going to get any sleep, they packed their bags and loaded the Impala. Dean placed himself behind the wheel, Sam sat Далее to him and Meg on the backseat.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. Ты didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.
“First stop: Pontiac, Illinois” Dean said, as he started the engines and drove ahead. As they drove Dean turned on the radio to break the silence.
Meg stared out of the window. She felt utterly powerless. Had she still been a demon she would’ve just zapped herself to him. But then maybe she wouldn’t have felt this way and she wouldn’t even bother to go find him.
Maybe this was a sign. Maybe she was supposed to let go and go back to her old life.
No!, she reproached herself. You’re not going back to killing for fun. Ты didn’t get this far to throw it all away. You’re going to find Cas and get him back.
“Everything okay, there?” Dean asked.
“Yeah, I’m good” Meg replied with a mischievous smile.