How are آپ feeling?” Sam asked.
Meg was lying on the سوفی, لٹانا and with her eyes closed she answered: “As if someone stabbed me in my stomach and my hands”
“You want a painkiller یا something?” Sam asked. This was weird. Last time he had spoken to Meg he had forbidden her to ever see Cas again. Now he believed he should’ve thought twice about that.
“I don’t think that’ll help” Meg said. “We need to find that Zoey کتیا, کتيا and chop her head off”
“What makes آپ think Zoey’s behind all this?” Sam asked.
“I read Daphne’s diary” Meg کہا soft. “Most of it is Daphne’s writing, but near the end the handwriting changes. There was a letter, a goodbye letter, in the same handwriting. Zoey killed her husband and made it look like suicide, and she wrote the goodbye letter. She gave me the book, because she knew I wasn’t going to get out. یا at least she thought so”
She grabbed Sam’s arm. “You have no idea what she wrote. Crowley gave her the powers of an angel. She can do whatever she wants”
Meg was lying on the سوفی, لٹانا and with her eyes closed she answered: “As if someone stabbed me in my stomach and my hands”
“You want a painkiller یا something?” Sam asked. This was weird. Last time he had spoken to Meg he had forbidden her to ever see Cas again. Now he believed he should’ve thought twice about that.
“I don’t think that’ll help” Meg said. “We need to find that Zoey کتیا, کتيا and chop her head off”
“What makes آپ think Zoey’s behind all this?” Sam asked.
“I read Daphne’s diary” Meg کہا soft. “Most of it is Daphne’s writing, but near the end the handwriting changes. There was a letter, a goodbye letter, in the same handwriting. Zoey killed her husband and made it look like suicide, and she wrote the goodbye letter. She gave me the book, because she knew I wasn’t going to get out. یا at least she thought so”
She grabbed Sam’s arm. “You have no idea what she wrote. Crowley gave her the powers of an angel. She can do whatever she wants”
Cas stroked his hair and tried to keep his breathing under control. Meg didn’t understand. He needed more. He had lied about the pain being back, but he hadn’t lied about needing another dose. He opened the upper buttons of his shirt, suddenly feeling feverish.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one سے طرف کی one.
He leaned against the cold, marble دیوار and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
He hurried to the dresser and opened all drawers and cupboard doors. He searched through them, checking all boxes, finding nothing. He slammed everything shut and began to rub his fingers again.
“If I were a medicine cabinet, where would I be?” Cas mumbled trembling and out of breath. He ran to the stairs and sprinted upstairs. He went to the bathroom and opened the mirror cupboard.
“Got it” he said, sighing relieved and he grabbed all boxes that had medicines in it. He took out all the strips and swallowed the pills one سے طرف کی one.
He leaned against the cold, marble دیوار and sank down on the floor. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
