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Maps For The Getaway, Ch. 2

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Feb. 15th, 2017 | 07:29 pm

Title: Maps For The Getaway, Chapter 2
Artist: ideare
Rating: PG
Pairing: Meg/Cas
Word Count: 3925
Summary: Meg realizes while she's caring for Castiel in the hospital that her feelings for him are scarily affectionate. When he wakes up, everything changes. (An alternate version of events following Castiel's S7 hospitalization)

Chapter Two

Meg did the only thing she could think of. After deciding this was not the time to call Dean or Sam, she started walking around. Maybe Cas had found the day room or a closet filled with snacks or...something, anyway, that had caught his attention.

A cursory check of the small facility turned up only one clue - one door that was just very slightly ajar on the far end of the hospital. Okay, if he went out there, she thought, maybe it was all right. That side of the building faced the nearby woods.

Picking up a jacket and a flashlight that had been lying on a counter, Meg opened the door. She didn’t get very far before she could feel that low thrum of Grace. He hadn’t gone far. Less than ten minutes into her search, she could hear him humming.

Castiel knew she was there before she actually saw him.

“Meg”, he called out, in a strange-sounding stage whisper, “come here, right here, look at this, it’s amazing!”

Cautiously, she moved in the direction of his voice and saw Castiel squatting on the ground, still wearing his white hospital clothing. “Castiel”, she said, slowly, as she sat down next to him, “what are you doing outside?”

“I just walked out the door to see what was out here. And then I saw a bee. One of these, the buzzing ones with the yellow and black stripes. So I followed it. They can’t really hurt anyone, you know. Most of them don’t sting. They’re not aggressive. They just carry around the pollen so there can be more flowers. And they all live here, underground. It’s like magic. I mean, I know it’s not magic, it’s just-”

Meg had to cut him off at that point. “Cas. Cas! Okay. It’s great. The bees are great. But you haven’t moved in so long. How did you manage to get out of your room and all the way out here into the trees?”

Cas shrugged. “I was just awake. I know I haven’t been really awake, but I still knew you were there. You were there because of me. To care for me, to keep me safe while I was infirm.”

“I - yeah. Yeah, I was there. I’m not really sure how much you remember from before, but there was no way you could leave. Dean and Sam have no place to keep you, and they have a lot going on right now.”

“Fighting. I know. I remember. My fault”, he said, looking up at Meg with a crooked smile, “but I can’t fix it now. I don’t want to go back, Meg. Not to the hospital bed, not to the fighting. There are so many things out here”, he gestured toward the woods, “places I could go. Maybe even hide.”

He had this look...a combination of afraid and nervous and happy and hopeful and curious. Meg was having a really hard time keeping her affection buried, seeing him like this. He didn’t shrink from her, or hide from her. “I don’t think you have a lot of experience with the great outdoors, Clarence. Not sure that would be the best idea right now.”

“What if - I don’t know, maybe - what if you came with me? Not forever. I know you probably have a lot of better things to do, places to go. But you stayed with me all this time. I just need a little more time, that’s all. A little more time before I have to go back and face everything. Everyone. You kept me safe in there”, he said, nodding toward the hospital building, “Would you consider helping me for just a little bit longer?”

Meg thought about what she ought to do. It should be in her nature. Call the Winchesters, tell them to come pick up their angel, and go back to trying to hide from Crowley, hide from the Leviathan threat.

She couldn’t do it. There was just no way. Until he was awake and looking at her with so much trust in those blue eyes, Meg didn’t realize just how strong and how deep her affection for Castiel had grown. She answered the only way she could.

“Can you stay here? I mean, right here, and not wander off after any more insects? Let me just go back inside. I’ll let Sam and Dean know you’re okay, and you’re with me, and then I’ll come right back to get you, okay?”

He smiled, and a look of relief washed over him. “Of course. Yes, I can - yes. I’ll be right here.”

Walking back toward the building, Meg’s mind was all over the place. She should not be doing this. But she couldn’t turn her back on Castiel now. Especially now.

The phone conversation with Dean went exactly as she expected. But she was able to efficiently overcome his arguments by pointing out that Cas wouldn’t be safe with them, he was in no condition to join in their mission, and regardless of whether or not Dean thought he might not be safe with Meg, the truth was that Cas felt safe with her.

As quickly as she could, she grabbed her own jacket and headed back to find Castiel sitting in the exact same spot where she’d left him. “All right, Clarence. Come with me, let’s pick up a few things we’ll need”, she said, reaching down her hand to help him stand.

The brief skin to skin contact would have made her break into a sweat if she were human.

Collecting herself, she guided him the short distance to her apartment.

“You don’t seem to require much in the way of material things”, he said, walking into the door to find the small space quite sparse.

Tossing some clothes, a bottle of tequila, and some blankets into a bag, she looked back at him and said, “I’m not here much.” It seemed self-explanatory, and he quickly seemed to realize that most of her time was spent at the hospital.

“I don’t know how I could ever repay you for the sacrifice you made, staying in that place to watch over me for so long.” Castiel’s eyes roamed around the practically empty apartment.

Meg had to snap herself out of this. “It wasn’t - just, shut up. It’s fine, come on, let’s get out of here.”

One more quick stop for Meg to sneak into a general store, and she came back out with two more bags - one with a few supplies along with clothes and shoes for Cas, one holding a small pop-up tent. He quietly took the bags from her and asked, “Okay, where to now?”

“Back to the woods, I guess. You said you wanted to stay out there for a bit. So, looks like we’re camping.”

Chapter Three: http://verucasalt123.livejournal.com/273939.html

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