"Be quiet kitten, be quiet...!" The angel muttered. He had his nose and his hands full of scratches.
"I'm not going to hurt you. Well,... Let me cuddle you, little creature of God."
After that Castiel had persecuted the cat under the couch and the table, he get trap it on a corner.
The black cat with its yellow eyes bit by bit was calmed, and it stopped of snorting. Castiel get near to the animal.
"Good pussy, nice pussy,..."
Finally, Cas could catch the cat without it launch a bump to him, and soon the cat began to purr in Castiel's arms.
"Hmmm! You seem to be hungry, if your guts sound like that. You are a carnivore according your teeth indicate. I'm going to see there are in the fridge that you like eat."

The cat allowed to be taken in the arms of the angel and it is keeping its purring.
"You have a variable and ambivalent character, Hey, little devil! And you're a female. Now that you've stopped and quiet, I can see your genitals, is clearly seen. Do you like that I stroke your tummy, where you have your nipples. You remind me to somebody ... I will call you Meg. Do you like the name? .. "
The cat meowed, and Cas decided that its name seemed to like it.

Soon Castiel all scratched , with Meg in an arm and a dish with barbecue pizza in his other hand, come back to the bedroom where the Winchester brothers were sleeping.
Both of them seem to sleep in relative tranquility, and Castiel thought that the things should go well in their dreams.
He smile and put a Meg and the dish with pizza on the floor.
"Eat this, Meg. This will like to you because is meat. Dean loves it."
Meg smelled the pizza and she gave a little disgusting meow.

Dean was near their motel already. Fortunately, because the bags are heavy and he is really exhausted. But he can't complain. He had very lucky. He had escaped for a little of... He shuddered. Better not think about it. If that strange, that such Batman, would not appeared and would helped to him...
Dean shook his head. He had decided that was better not think about it.
Soon he will be with Sammy. They will dinner, and he will give the money for the excursion to Sammy. Then he could get into the bed finally. Although will better if he have a shower before go to the bed, that is a good idea.
He need a shower. And so, he will have not fight with Sammy tomorrow in the morning for the hot water.
He could sleep more comfortable if he will clean all traces of that had happened out of his body. Yes, he will sleep more comfortable...

Suddenly, Rowena was inside the Dean's dream. She saw the kid. He went in direction to a motel with some shopping bags in his hands.
Her magic into the dream was limited, but she had some tricks up in her sleeve still.
She thought that they had used the dream's root with the intention of break the loop of repetitive dreams that she had created in his mind, because she had altered the potion. So they want wake up to the small Winchester.

But she knew how to prevent it. Nobody could wake up from a dream in which one was dreaming that oneself was sleeping. Until one wakes up in the dream, one can not wake up in the reality,
She took a long golden pin ending in a small pearl. This magic object nailed directly into the spinal cord to the victim, cause that the person fall into a deep sleep.

The other Winchester brother will wake up when the effect of the potion will finish. And he will not be to able of woke up to his brother. He will have to see how his brother will die helplessly. He will unable to do anything for avoid that happen and this will very funny to see. But she will not stay there to see it. This is a pity, but she don't want that her Fergus will suspect of her. Too, she has very much machinations to do in the Hell.
She will direct the attention of her son towards the demon woman that they had trapped. For now, she going to accumulate evidences against the unhappy girl. So, Crowley will think that she is one of the traitors.
Rowena could not risk to her child will suspect of her. Even though, the king of the Hell never will think that of his own mother. Poor Fergus! He is so much innocent.

Also she had brought a spell which made that she can appear with the look that she desire in the dream.
She smiled proud of her own cleverness. She will finish with the damn Winchesters and the damned friendship of her son and the hunters.

Castiel watched the dream of Sam and Dean,... and the Meg's dream too. The cat was sleeping curled over Dean“s back.
The angel was very worried. He was worried for what was happen in the Dean's dream, because the effect of the root of dream will not continue a long time more. Maybe they could last a half an hour approximately, and neither of the brothers showed signs of go to wake.
He was worried for Meg, too. She didn't eat nothing of the meat pizza and he feared that her gut noises were not of hungry, If no because she was sick.

Suddenly the Meg cat began to snort. It felt the presence of the witch into of Dean's dream. She was the woman who paralyzed it and transported it here. The place where the cat had appeared confused and very frightened.
In this moment, Dean screamed and arched his back. And Meg ran away to get under the bed.
Castiel hurried to the side of Dean. He thought that something bad had happened.

The rest of Crowley had been to drink a half of a bottle of good whisky, and now he was felt better.
The winchester are just problems. But he has that recognizing that he feel a bit of fondness by the boys, caused for the past last events. These feelings are consequences of the cure with human blood that Sam almost completed in him.
It is shameful but unfortunate is true. Still the demon never would confess something like that. He is the King of the Hell, and he should not forget that.
His mother was right to be ashamed to him.
He thought that a bit of torture could do that he would feel more like himself. So, He went to the Hell's dungeons for he interrogate the prisoner.

One of his demons greeted to Crowley with respect and he opened the cell door for him.
A woman was chained in the stone wall with her arms in a cross. She had her head fall down and Crowley only could see a long black hair and a pretty body.
The King of the Hell went towards her, he had decided to rip off the truth of her tongue using any methods that could be necessary, without mercy.
Then, the woman lifted her head and her red lips grinned him with a twisted smile. Her dark eyes shined while looked him sarcastically.
"I'm happy to see you, Crowley. We had not seen since... Oh, yeah! Since you killed me."
Crowley opened amazed his eyes and his mouth.
"Meg?... You are Meg!"
"The same Meg. The one and only... That's me."

Dean turned the corner of the parking of the motel quickly, and he collided with a shadow. He was startled and immediately he got ready for the fight or the run.
"Young boy, look where you walk! You almost pulled me on the ground."
The shadow only was a poor old woman. Her face was kindly, she was not more tall that him and she looked weak and fragile.
The old woman rubbed her leg which seemed ache her. Her walking stick was on the ground.
"I'm sorry, ma'am! I didn't see you. I found suddenly with you when I turn the corner."
Dean apologized and he bent down to pick up the walking stick of the old woman of the ground and give it to her.
"I am so sorry...Ayyyy!"
"I am sure that you will be sorry for this very much."
Dean felt a sharp pain in his back and he fell down unconscious on the ground.

To be continue...