Bobby

Daphne appeared, but she didn’t seem upset about Meg being there. She also had a bandage around her arm.
“Hello, Meg” she کہا polite.
Meg didn’t say anything, but stood closer to Cas.
“I don’t mean to be rude, but I’m going to have to ask آپ to leave” Daphne said. She waved at the mess. “I think you’ll understand that Emmanuel and I have some things to talk about”
Meg pursed her lips.
“Okay, I’ll go” she کہا cold and so she did.
“What happened to your arm?” Cas asked concerned.
“Just a cut” Daphne کہا distracted. “How are آپ feeling?”
“Tired” Cas...

Dean bit into his burger and looked up at the Walker house across the street. “Come on,” he grumbled. “Go to bed, already!” He looked at his EMF meter, lying on the dashboard.

“You make that?” D asked, referring to the meter.

Dean nodded proudly. “Yeah, from a busted-up Walkman.”

D scoffed, “Bet mine works better.”

Dean frowned at her and tossed his empty burger wrapper in the backseat. Bored, feeling sleepy but unable to sleep because he had to keep watch, he leaned back in his نشست and turned on the radio. Frowning, he began flipping through stations. “Geez, do they play...