Chapter Three

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"Nuh-uh

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"Nuh-uh. Don't look at her- she's not a part of this. You and me."

"You know if you wanted to tie me up

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"You know if you wanted to tie me up... all you had to do was ask", Meg teases from where she sits tied to a chair inside the Devils Trap. Whilst she watches the Winchester's as if this is one big joke, both boys stare back at her with hardened expressions. Whatever their history is with Meg it must be long and messy.

Breezing through the archway of his study Bobby informs them "I've salted the doors and windows. If there are Demons out there- they ain't getting in."

Nodding towards the huge gas sized canister of salt in his grasp, I mention to Bobby "With that much salt I hope not."

As Bobby sends me an unappreciative look to where I lean casually in the archway, Dean moves around Bobby to stand before Meg. With an angry expression I know all too well, Dean bluntly asks "Where's my father Meg."

A sweet smile set in her stone face, Meg drawls "You didn't ask very nice."

Unmoved, Dean doesn't hesitate to try again "Where's our father bitch?"

"Oh... You kiss your mother with that mouth?", I can't help but raise my eyebrows further as Meg hums "Oh I forgot. You don't."

Look at the sack on her.

"You think this is a freakin game!" Dean furiously yells storming forwards to lean intimidatingly over Meg, "Where is he? What did you do to him?"

"He died screaming. I killed him myself", Meg doesn't falter under Dean's hard stare. I can't help but observe the scene play out before me as Dean visibly white knuckles the arms of her chair. Then in one sudden move Dean backhands Meg so hard even I cringe from the sound. Rolling her head back around, Meg continues to taunt "That's kind of a turn on. You hitting a girl."

Lowly, Dean growls "You're no girl."

Carefully I glance over to catch Bobby's eye. With a nod to Dean, I give Bobby a look that screams 'Meg's going to send him over the edge'. Nodding my way Bobby steps in "Dean." Pushing myself off the archway I follow with Sam as Dean trails behind us reluctantly.

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