The Philosopher's Stone

Cas had finished cutting letters out of Frederik’s chest. He conjured a needle and thread and pushed it through the letters, combining them and making some sort of necklace. He walked to Frederik and hung the ожерелье around his neck.
He noticed how Frederik was losing conscience. His head hung down, drool came out of his mouth and he was deathly pale.
“Hey, stay up! Don’t fall asleep. We’re not done yet” Cas snarled and he punched Frederik in the face. Frederik opened his eyes, forgot for a секунда where he was, then remembered by seeing Cas.
“What are Ты still doing here? That...

‘Cas? I know Ты can hear me, so don’t ignore my calls. I know you’re having a hard time right now and no one blames you. But we need you. We need your help. It’s not your fault, okay? But Ты have to get back here”
Cas heard Sam’s call perfectly as he stared into Andy’s face. Andy looked from Cas to Zoey.
“What the hell happened here?” he сказал(-а) breathing fast.
“I killed her” Cas confessed.
“I can see that” Andy сказал(-а) shocked. He kneeled Далее to the body. “Did anyone see Ты come in?”
“I don’t think so” Cas said.
“Good” Andy said. “Go”
“What?” Cas...