Meg staggered alongside the walls in the hospital. She held her left hand against her side and with her right hand she sought support. She had to find that idiot of an angel. She had listened to her voicemail and she figured he’d be here. It was at least worth a shot. She saw a door opening near the end of the aisle. Dean came out of the room and looked her way. Meg quickly rotated her head and Dean walked passed her. Meg accelerated her steps as much as possible, leaving a trail and entered the room Dean had just left.
“What the hell did آپ do?” she exclaimed.
“Meg!” Cas jumped up. He noticed blood dripping on the floor. “Oh my God, you’re bleeding” He quickly got out of بستر and walked to her. He tried to lift up her sweater, but she stopped him.
“Don’t touch me” Meg snapped.
Dean held his steps. Did he really just see blood on the walls? He turned around and walked back. There was indeed blood on the walls and the floor and they led back to where Dean came from.
“What happened?” Cas asked worried.
“Kevin” Meg replied bitter. “I encountered him. He کہا Crowley gave him a present and he wanted to try it out on me. I tried to get away, but I couldn’t. He has the powers of an angel, so what did آپ do?” she repeated her first question.
“I gave my angel powers to Crowley, in order to save Dean’s life” Cas explained. “And without my powers I’m…” His eyes bulged when he realized what was going on. “Oh my God…Meg, you’re human”
“You make it sound like a good thing!” Meg snapped. “It’s not. It’s the worst thing that could’ve happened to me! Everything that happens to آپ happens to me, remember?”
“I didn’t know آپ still had my blood in your system” Cas mumbled shy.
“Why couldn’t آپ wait a few days? Dean was already dead, it wouldn’t have made any difference for him” Meg شدہ تبصرہ angry.
The door opened and Dean came inside. “Meg! Can آپ be a little مزید quiet? What are آپ doing here?”
Meg wanted to reply, when her face turned pale and her eyes rolled in their sockets. She lost her balance, but Cas caught her before she hit the ground.
“What the hell did آپ do?” she exclaimed.
“Meg!” Cas jumped up. He noticed blood dripping on the floor. “Oh my God, you’re bleeding” He quickly got out of بستر and walked to her. He tried to lift up her sweater, but she stopped him.
“Don’t touch me” Meg snapped.
Dean held his steps. Did he really just see blood on the walls? He turned around and walked back. There was indeed blood on the walls and the floor and they led back to where Dean came from.
“What happened?” Cas asked worried.
“Kevin” Meg replied bitter. “I encountered him. He کہا Crowley gave him a present and he wanted to try it out on me. I tried to get away, but I couldn’t. He has the powers of an angel, so what did آپ do?” she repeated her first question.
“I gave my angel powers to Crowley, in order to save Dean’s life” Cas explained. “And without my powers I’m…” His eyes bulged when he realized what was going on. “Oh my God…Meg, you’re human”
“You make it sound like a good thing!” Meg snapped. “It’s not. It’s the worst thing that could’ve happened to me! Everything that happens to آپ happens to me, remember?”
“I didn’t know آپ still had my blood in your system” Cas mumbled shy.
“Why couldn’t آپ wait a few days? Dean was already dead, it wouldn’t have made any difference for him” Meg شدہ تبصرہ angry.
The door opened and Dean came inside. “Meg! Can آپ be a little مزید quiet? What are آپ doing here?”
Meg wanted to reply, when her face turned pale and her eyes rolled in their sockets. She lost her balance, but Cas caught her before she hit the ground.
“Damon, I feel sick” Elena moaned. The racing had made her feel nauseous. And her neck beat painful. Damon braked, but kept Elena in his arms.
He examined Elena’s wound. “That looks awful”
“It hurts” she complained. Her face was withdrawn and she gagged, but didn’t throw up. Damon pulled her up and held her with one arm. His other arm he brought to his mouth and bit. He held the wound against Elena’s lips. “No” Elena groaned. “I don’t want that. It’s disgusting”
“You have no choice. I’m not letting آپ die” Damon said. “Come on, drink”
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“It hurts” she complained. Her face was withdrawn and she gagged, but didn’t throw up. Damon pulled her up and held her with one arm. His other arm he brought to his mouth and bit. He held the wound against Elena’s lips. “No” Elena groaned. “I don’t want that. It’s disgusting”
“You have no choice. I’m not letting آپ die” Damon said. “Come on, drink”
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A few hours later.
Jeremy lied in his bed, his eyes squeezed. He would force himself to sleep. He had been running for hours, helped Alaric with some chores, cleaned up his room, and now he was really tired. Sleeping shouldn’t be a problem. He would give in to the night.
The windows swung open, the glass shattered and rained down on the floor. Jeremy raised up and crawled backwards against the head of his bed. He saw a pencil floating in the air, but knew either Vicky یا Anna was holding it. “What, you’re going to write ‘Don’t sleep’ on my wall? I have to sleep, I can’t...
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Jeremy lied in his bed, his eyes squeezed. He would force himself to sleep. He had been running for hours, helped Alaric with some chores, cleaned up his room, and now he was really tired. Sleeping shouldn’t be a problem. He would give in to the night.
The windows swung open, the glass shattered and rained down on the floor. Jeremy raised up and crawled backwards against the head of his bed. He saw a pencil floating in the air, but knew either Vicky یا Anna was holding it. “What, you’re going to write ‘Don’t sleep’ on my wall? I have to sleep, I can’t...
Rachel stroke her fingers through her hair. “Oh my God. What have I done?” she mumbled agitated. “Think, Rachel, think” She looked around. Then she grabbed Gabe’s feet and dragged him to the farthest corner.
She ran to the stairs and went to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the سیکنڈ drawer اگلے to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
She ran to the stairs and went to the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ where she searched the drawers for matches. In her panic she forgot she had been living here for about twenty years and the matches lay in the سیکنڈ drawer اگلے to the cupboard underneath the sink ever since. She pulled it open and grabbed the matches. Then she opened the fridge and took out a bottle of Malt Whisky. She ran back downstairs to the body. She opened the bottle of Malt and poured its content over the body. Then she stroke a match and let it fall down and watch how Gabe went up into flames.
As she watched him burn a sudden agony fulfilled her body and she dropped the bottle. She fell down on her knees and felt her body contracting and convulsing while she screamed.
