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A/N: Hello. Sorry I took a while to update. Hope you like this chapter. The story's beginning to draw to a close, I think I'll only write a couple of chapters more. Thank you once again to all that have reviewed; coolbeans, AME, Rachel, Lynn, Gabs, Colly E, tennischickGGEA, shawnbradylover, Cass, Lor. Thank you so much. Keep the reviews coming in. Well R&R and enjoy - Bex
Cas stirred from her sleep. She was annoyed that a few raises of sunlight, which had managed to break through the curtains, had woken her up. Her vision was blurred with sleep and she didn't bother to look at the clock. She stumbled out of bed and her first thought was to drink some coffee, to wake up. But she quickly remembered the baby she was carrying, so grabbed some clothes and headed for the shower.
Warm water trickled down her body, as she tried to wash away the memories of the fire. Her dream was back again and had plagued her sleep once more. It was a nightmare that she'd been having ever since she was young, and as much as she hope that it would stop haunting her, it hadn't. If anything it had been getting worse. The screams were getting loader now. And the flames were hotter.
She heard the muffled sound of the telephone ringing in the bedroom. It stop after a couple of rings, Cas presumed that Emma had picked it up, and then she heard a faint click as it was placed back down. A little while later Cas thought that she heard the room door open and close. Cas turned of the water and step out of the shower. She dried herself down and changed into her clothes. She ran a brush though her long, brown hair, before tying it up.
She was about to leave, when a sudden wave of nausea washed over her. She ran across to the toilette and through up into it. The nausea was coming up fast and hard, Cas could only managed to cough between hurling. She wiped her mouth with some toilette paper, before sinking to the floor next to the toilette. Silent tears streamed down her face. They were almost alien to her, for she'd refused to cry for such along time now. Every inch of her body ached with the strain of the ordeal she was going though. She couldn't understand why this was happening to her. She didn't know what she'd done to deserve this. So much was happening to her, too fast for her to handle. She wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand. She walked to the sink and rinsed out her mouth. She stared at her blood shot eyes in the mirror.
"Pull yourself together," She whispered to her reflection, "You'll been in Canada by to night and this will all be over. You'll be safe. You both will."
Cas staggered slightly back into the other room to find that Emma was no longer there. Instead she found a note:
I've already gone down to breakfast. My bother rang. He's got some good news. I'll tell you about it when you join me.
See you soon - Emma.
A few moments later, Cas was scanning the café for a sign of Emma. She soon stopped when she saw Emma waving her over, from a table at the back. She crossed the restaurant to join her.
"Morning. Are you ok?" Emma asked, after seeing Cas' pale face.
"I'm fine, just a bit worn out."
"Oh. I've ordered us both continental breakfasts," Emma told her, indicating to the buffet table, "So help yourself to as much as you want."
"Thanks," Cas said, as she grabbed a plate and got some toast and fruit.
"So what was this good new that your brother told you about?" Cas asked as she sat back down.
"He rang this morning and I told him about you and your situation and how you saved me yesterday. And he says that he's got enough room at our house for you to stay as long as you need to."
Cas stared at her trying to work out if Emma was just pulling her leg.
"You serious?"
"Yeah."
"Wow, I mean are you sure?" Cas asked again, Emma could only managed an amused nodded, "Wow, that would be great. Are your family a group of angels?"
Emma's eyes shifted uneasily to the floor.
"It's nothing."
There was a silence that settled at their table for a few minutes.
"Emma?"
"Mmm?"
"What's your brother like?"
"My brother?" The question seemed to take Emma by surprise, " Well.. Um. his name is Paul. He's older then me. He's a lawyer. Not married."
Cas was worried slightly about how shaky and uneasy Emma was talking about her brother.
"But you're right, he's an angel. I haven't seen him for ages." Emma smiled reassuringly at Cas, "When you're finished, we better get on our way."
*****
They had been travelling on the road for a few hours now. Cas had tried to get Emma to talk more about her family, but the subject made her uneasy. Cas decided that it was unfair to push, seeing as her family wasn't an easy topic for her either. But it was strange, because from what Cas had gathered, they were a close-knitted family. Instead she steered the conversation on to safer subjects like sport, films and music.
After a while longer in the car, Emma pulled into a roadside dinner. She told Cas that her brother wanted her to check in, joking about how protective and paranoid he could be. Emma gave her some money and said that she should get something to eat. Cas wandered into the dinner. It was decorated in tacky 50's style furniture. She bought a muffin and some juice and sat down at a table by the window watching the people. These were normal people. People would didn't have much bigger worries then paying their bills and making money. These people were a lot different from her. How she wished that she could be one of them.
Then she saw him. He looked like he was Chinese, tall and had thick black hair. There was nothing distinct about him apart from his scar. He had a scar running down his left cheek. He turned and smiled at her and she realised where she had seen him from before.....
*Flashback*
The fire was getting more intense now and was spreading faster. The screams were getting louder too. Then she saw him. He was on the other side of the fire, along with the screams. The fire flickered in front of his face making him look like the devil himself. There was something shinning in his hand. It was a gun.
She gasped and took a step back knocking over a plant pot. It fell to the floor and smashed. He turned to look at her. She tried to back away further, tried to escape his flame filled eyes. He smiled at her. A smile sent from Hades itself....
*End Flashback*
Cas began to panic. He was the man from her dreams. He was the man who was chasing her the day she'd left home. She'd thought that she'd lost him. But he'd seen her and he was heading over. The man, who had hounded her, was closing in for the kill. She got up and rushed to the door. She decided that she'd be safer if she found Emma and got out of here. Running from danger was the only natural thing for her.
She ran down the side of the dinner, facing away from the road. She looked behind her. He was no longer there. She allowed herself to breath slightly. She was going to be ok. She turned back to the front, only to be met by an arm, which shoved her back into the wall. Her back smacked against the wall and she let out a small groan of pain. Then a hand slid round her throat. She stared at him, like a caged animal, her eyes filled with fear. He smiled a cruel smile and tightened his grip slightly.
"You been ever so hard to find," He whispered softy in her ear, "But no one ever escapes me. Never."
She began to choke and struggle. Desperately she tried to take in air and save herself. But his grip remained strong around her throat. The more she struggled, the more amused he seemed. Cas began to black out.
'This is it,' She thought in despair, 'it's over. This is how it's going to end.'
But as the darkness began to claim her, a brown fist met Scar-face's throat. It hit his windpipe and he doubled over choking. Some one grabbed hold of Cas.
"Leave her alone you asshole!" Emma screamed at him, "FIRE!" She then stared to scream, "FIRE!"
After a few moments more people had arrived.
"Where's the fire?" A bulky man asked.
Emma pointed at Scar-face.
"He attacked my friend," Emma told him.
"Did he now," The bulky guy walked over and grab Scar-face by the neck, "Don't worry love, your safe now."
Cas nodded slightly, still too winded to speak. Emma took her by the hand and led her back to the car.
"You ok?" Emma asked.
Cas nodded, coughing slightly.
"Do you know who he was?" Emma asked.
Cas lied by shaking her head. She didn't want to worry Emma even more. She didn't want her to discover the truth. Cas felt a huge wave of relief wash over her. She only barely escaped this time. She prayed that there wouldn't be a next time. And she began to cry. She couldn't stop herself, the tears just poured down her face. Emma rapped her arms around her.
"Shhhh. It's ok Cas. It's ok," Emma soothed, "Everything is going to be ok. You're safe now. Safe."
After a few moments, Cas settled down.
"Thanks," She whispered drying her tears with her sleeve.
"That's alright. What are friends for."
"Why did you scream 'Fire'?"
"The first thing they teach you in self defence is not to scream 'help'. 'Help' means that it's your problem and not theirs, so it human instinct to stay away. But fire is everyone problem, so you are bound to get someone coming to help. I think we better be going," Emma suggested.
A smile touch Cas' lips. She wasn't alone. She had a friend. A friend that had just saved her. What more could she ask for? Emma returned the smile and gentle guided Cas back into the car.
A/N: Hello. Sorry I took a while to update. Hope you like this chapter. The story's beginning to draw to a close, I think I'll only write a couple of chapters more. Thank you once again to all that have reviewed; coolbeans, AME, Rachel, Lynn, Gabs, Colly E, tennischickGGEA, shawnbradylover, Cass, Lor. Thank you so much. Keep the reviews coming in. Well R&R and enjoy - Bex
Cas stirred from her sleep. She was annoyed that a few raises of sunlight, which had managed to break through the curtains, had woken her up. Her vision was blurred with sleep and she didn't bother to look at the clock. She stumbled out of bed and her first thought was to drink some coffee, to wake up. But she quickly remembered the baby she was carrying, so grabbed some clothes and headed for the shower.
Warm water trickled down her body, as she tried to wash away the memories of the fire. Her dream was back again and had plagued her sleep once more. It was a nightmare that she'd been having ever since she was young, and as much as she hope that it would stop haunting her, it hadn't. If anything it had been getting worse. The screams were getting loader now. And the flames were hotter.
She heard the muffled sound of the telephone ringing in the bedroom. It stop after a couple of rings, Cas presumed that Emma had picked it up, and then she heard a faint click as it was placed back down. A little while later Cas thought that she heard the room door open and close. Cas turned of the water and step out of the shower. She dried herself down and changed into her clothes. She ran a brush though her long, brown hair, before tying it up.
She was about to leave, when a sudden wave of nausea washed over her. She ran across to the toilette and through up into it. The nausea was coming up fast and hard, Cas could only managed to cough between hurling. She wiped her mouth with some toilette paper, before sinking to the floor next to the toilette. Silent tears streamed down her face. They were almost alien to her, for she'd refused to cry for such along time now. Every inch of her body ached with the strain of the ordeal she was going though. She couldn't understand why this was happening to her. She didn't know what she'd done to deserve this. So much was happening to her, too fast for her to handle. She wiped the tears from her face with the back of her hand. She walked to the sink and rinsed out her mouth. She stared at her blood shot eyes in the mirror.
"Pull yourself together," She whispered to her reflection, "You'll been in Canada by to night and this will all be over. You'll be safe. You both will."
Cas staggered slightly back into the other room to find that Emma was no longer there. Instead she found a note:
I've already gone down to breakfast. My bother rang. He's got some good news. I'll tell you about it when you join me.
See you soon - Emma.
A few moments later, Cas was scanning the café for a sign of Emma. She soon stopped when she saw Emma waving her over, from a table at the back. She crossed the restaurant to join her.
"Morning. Are you ok?" Emma asked, after seeing Cas' pale face.
"I'm fine, just a bit worn out."
"Oh. I've ordered us both continental breakfasts," Emma told her, indicating to the buffet table, "So help yourself to as much as you want."
"Thanks," Cas said, as she grabbed a plate and got some toast and fruit.
"So what was this good new that your brother told you about?" Cas asked as she sat back down.
"He rang this morning and I told him about you and your situation and how you saved me yesterday. And he says that he's got enough room at our house for you to stay as long as you need to."
Cas stared at her trying to work out if Emma was just pulling her leg.
"You serious?"
"Yeah."
"Wow, I mean are you sure?" Cas asked again, Emma could only managed an amused nodded, "Wow, that would be great. Are your family a group of angels?"
Emma's eyes shifted uneasily to the floor.
"It's nothing."
There was a silence that settled at their table for a few minutes.
"Emma?"
"Mmm?"
"What's your brother like?"
"My brother?" The question seemed to take Emma by surprise, " Well.. Um. his name is Paul. He's older then me. He's a lawyer. Not married."
Cas was worried slightly about how shaky and uneasy Emma was talking about her brother.
"But you're right, he's an angel. I haven't seen him for ages." Emma smiled reassuringly at Cas, "When you're finished, we better get on our way."
*****
They had been travelling on the road for a few hours now. Cas had tried to get Emma to talk more about her family, but the subject made her uneasy. Cas decided that it was unfair to push, seeing as her family wasn't an easy topic for her either. But it was strange, because from what Cas had gathered, they were a close-knitted family. Instead she steered the conversation on to safer subjects like sport, films and music.
After a while longer in the car, Emma pulled into a roadside dinner. She told Cas that her brother wanted her to check in, joking about how protective and paranoid he could be. Emma gave her some money and said that she should get something to eat. Cas wandered into the dinner. It was decorated in tacky 50's style furniture. She bought a muffin and some juice and sat down at a table by the window watching the people. These were normal people. People would didn't have much bigger worries then paying their bills and making money. These people were a lot different from her. How she wished that she could be one of them.
Then she saw him. He looked like he was Chinese, tall and had thick black hair. There was nothing distinct about him apart from his scar. He had a scar running down his left cheek. He turned and smiled at her and she realised where she had seen him from before.....
*Flashback*
The fire was getting more intense now and was spreading faster. The screams were getting louder too. Then she saw him. He was on the other side of the fire, along with the screams. The fire flickered in front of his face making him look like the devil himself. There was something shinning in his hand. It was a gun.
She gasped and took a step back knocking over a plant pot. It fell to the floor and smashed. He turned to look at her. She tried to back away further, tried to escape his flame filled eyes. He smiled at her. A smile sent from Hades itself....
*End Flashback*
Cas began to panic. He was the man from her dreams. He was the man who was chasing her the day she'd left home. She'd thought that she'd lost him. But he'd seen her and he was heading over. The man, who had hounded her, was closing in for the kill. She got up and rushed to the door. She decided that she'd be safer if she found Emma and got out of here. Running from danger was the only natural thing for her.
She ran down the side of the dinner, facing away from the road. She looked behind her. He was no longer there. She allowed herself to breath slightly. She was going to be ok. She turned back to the front, only to be met by an arm, which shoved her back into the wall. Her back smacked against the wall and she let out a small groan of pain. Then a hand slid round her throat. She stared at him, like a caged animal, her eyes filled with fear. He smiled a cruel smile and tightened his grip slightly.
"You been ever so hard to find," He whispered softy in her ear, "But no one ever escapes me. Never."
She began to choke and struggle. Desperately she tried to take in air and save herself. But his grip remained strong around her throat. The more she struggled, the more amused he seemed. Cas began to black out.
'This is it,' She thought in despair, 'it's over. This is how it's going to end.'
But as the darkness began to claim her, a brown fist met Scar-face's throat. It hit his windpipe and he doubled over choking. Some one grabbed hold of Cas.
"Leave her alone you asshole!" Emma screamed at him, "FIRE!" She then stared to scream, "FIRE!"
After a few moments more people had arrived.
"Where's the fire?" A bulky man asked.
Emma pointed at Scar-face.
"He attacked my friend," Emma told him.
"Did he now," The bulky guy walked over and grab Scar-face by the neck, "Don't worry love, your safe now."
Cas nodded slightly, still too winded to speak. Emma took her by the hand and led her back to the car.
"You ok?" Emma asked.
Cas nodded, coughing slightly.
"Do you know who he was?" Emma asked.
Cas lied by shaking her head. She didn't want to worry Emma even more. She didn't want her to discover the truth. Cas felt a huge wave of relief wash over her. She only barely escaped this time. She prayed that there wouldn't be a next time. And she began to cry. She couldn't stop herself, the tears just poured down her face. Emma rapped her arms around her.
"Shhhh. It's ok Cas. It's ok," Emma soothed, "Everything is going to be ok. You're safe now. Safe."
After a few moments, Cas settled down.
"Thanks," She whispered drying her tears with her sleeve.
"That's alright. What are friends for."
"Why did you scream 'Fire'?"
"The first thing they teach you in self defence is not to scream 'help'. 'Help' means that it's your problem and not theirs, so it human instinct to stay away. But fire is everyone problem, so you are bound to get someone coming to help. I think we better be going," Emma suggested.
A smile touch Cas' lips. She wasn't alone. She had a friend. A friend that had just saved her. What more could she ask for? Emma returned the smile and gentle guided Cas back into the car.