Meg and Castiel

Meg was standing hesitantly on her front porch. It was the first she’d come here after Cas’ death. It had been sealed until now, so she had been forced to stay with the brothers. Sam had been nice to her, but Dean had constantly shot her angry looks.
“You want me to go inside with you?” Anna offered.
Meg shook her head. “No, I can do this. It’s just a house” she convinced herself, but her feet refused obedience.
Anna took Meg’s arm and flew them inside. Meg looked around. Nothing had changed. There were Crowley’s ashes on the floor and even Cas’ vomit.
“I’ll clean up...

One week later.

Dean, Sam and Meg were standing around a grave. Cas’ grave. After hours of interrogation the three of them had been released, but Cas’ corpse had been confiscated until now. There had been an autopsy and of course the police wanted to know where he’d get the burns. Sam, Dean and Meg had agreed on a story about self-defense and once the police had bought it they were free to go.
They heard loud voices and laughter. Sam turned around irritated and saw a gang of young people heading towards them. They had two bottles of booze with them. They stopped at the grave. One of them...

Sam and Dean hurried to Cas and picked him up from the floor. They each threw an arm around their shoulders and carried him to the bed.
“Ehm” Meg started nervous. “Ehm…why don’t آپ guys stay here for half an hour? I’ll just wait outside” Without waiting for a reply, Meg walked to the door and left the room, leaving Sam and Dean alone with Cas.
Sam pulled a chair and Dean sank down on the bed. He caressed Cas’ cheek and Cas opened his eyes. Dean cast him an affectionate smile, but Cas widened his eyes and sat up, keeping away from Dean.
“Get out” he کہا shaking.
“What?”...

Jimmy entered the local library. He walked to the ڈیسک and asked for the کتابیں on religion. The librarian gave him directions and he walked to the right section.
He walked alongside the shelves and every now and then he pulled out a book, flipped it open and browsed through it, only to conclude there was nothing useful in it.
After some time of reading Jimmy gave up. These کتابیں didn’t provide the answer he was so desperately looking for. Come to think of it, no one could be so stupid to write such information down. He left the لائبریری and headed for the church. Father Robert would be his...