Castiel/Meg *New and Improved*

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He smiled against her Lips. “There won’t be someone else, never.” he said humming. Castiel nodded. “I say the same, I love who you are as well…” and what you will become. He finished in his mind. He moved away from her and was clothed immediately. He let his Wings vanish and clothed her as well. It felt almost too easy how he could use his new power. “yes and be careful, i don’t know if Luzifer already knows what I become.” he said frowning.

Meg still smiled, hiding that she became more and more scared, and sat on the rim of her bed. Even though she didn’t want him to leave she knew that she had to, although that was the exact opposite from her orders. She watched Castiel get clothed and suddenly felt hers on her body as well, which made her look down. “I bet he will soon”, Meg murmured, avoiding his gaze. “But he’s occupied right now.”

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Castiel/Meg *New and Improved*

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He leaned into her touch and closed his eyes. “I’m not sorry.” He said in a sarcastic tone. “I will never regret that you were my first.” He said lowly and played with her hair. “I glad that I can make you feel better, worst human being I am.” he smirked. He hummed at her Kiss and sighed. “I have to go to Dean and Sam, they need to know what happened.”

Meg chuckled and grinned, but both expressions froze when he reminded her of that fact. She pressed her lips against his again, more passionately. “I’ll make sure, I’ll be your last”, Meg murmured against his mouth, before she pulled back again. “I don’t really care what you are, Cas, just who you are, because that’s … what I love.” she swallowed, tilted her head and smiled at him, giving a nod. “Yeah, sure”, she slid down from his chest. “And I’ll try to avoid everyone.”

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Castiel/Meg *New and Improved*

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He was about to say something but she started talking and he listened to her clearly. He clenched his Jaw and pressed her a little closer. He smiled briefly at her last words. Now he knew he could still help her. “I’m there for you.” He said low, kissing her forehead “always”. He was still deliberating if he should tell her what he knew. Maybe she knew it herself deep down. She was still crying and he felt his Chest ache. He moved the wing that laid on her back and let it slid softly over her spine with his pinion.

Meg kissed him gently as Cas told her that he’d be there for her. “I know”, she whispered, stroking his cheek, smiling, even though she still was crying. “Uhg, tears”, she wiped them of her face. “I don’t remember the last time I actually had them. It’s all you fault”, she teased. “You make me all clean and nice again.” She kissed him more intensely. “That’s why I couldn’t forget you kissing me”, she murmured against his lips.

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The Pit (Tara/Meg)

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Tara stumbled backwards as Meg pushed her aside then gritted her teeth as Meg continued to call her names and call her out on her mistakes. “I used you.” She repeated the demons words. “I. Used. You.” Tara emphasized on every word with her voice growing higher and her eyes wider. “Because that is all you will ever be good for. Darkness, meaningless sex, and helping me realize that I don’t want to travel down the destructive road you’ve paved for yourself. I don’t want to end up like you.” She let a smirk escape from her lips while gesturing a hand up and down the demon’s figure. “I mean, look at yourself, Meg. You manipulate humans and con them into thinking you’re actually what you talk yourself up to be.” Tara shook her head and ran a hand through her blonde locks as yet another pity laugh left her mouth. “You did me a huge favor. It may have taken the blood of a demon to help me realize that I don’t need darkness in my life for me to know exactly where I stand in my friend’s lives but one thing’s for sure; I won’t end up like a washed up, heartless being such as yourself.” She then paused long enough to get a good look at Meg’s eyes, making sure they were on her before speaking once more. “I did want attention, I’ll admit to that. But as of right now, I’m above you. I’ll always be above you. Why? Because I’m human. I have light inside of me.” Tara’s eyes never left Meg’s as she spoke words of truth. “You’ll always be a demon. You will always have dark inside of you.”

"And that’s supposed to hurt me?" Meg rose her brows and tilted her head with a slight smile. "Listen to yourself. You’re using everyone around you and cloak it behind your fake innocence. I was just stating facts, and you know it", she shrugged. "You still forget that I can red your mind, little witch. It wasn’t you that turned around, it was Zoé’s disgust. You did that all because of a girl who doesn’t want you. All because of your own pain and then you’re not even strong enough to get yourself out of the hole you dug yourself. You need others again. Use others again. And you want to teach me?” Again Meg laughed and didn’t flinch, didn’t avoid her gaze. Furthermore she crossed her arms before her chest with a smug smirk. “And there you’re wrong, Tara. You have darkness inside you, even more than before. You’re tainted, you’ve tainted yourself. And apart from me, you can only get darker. I can only get lighter. You have to fight against it, all I have to do is choose. Your friends will always ask themselves when you fall again”, she took a step closer. “I can’t fall, only soar.” She winked at her and turned around to walk away.

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Tara clenched her jaw and balled her hands into fists at the tone of Meg’s voice. She understood completely why the demon didn’t want anything to do with her but she still had questions of her own that needed answering. “Look, I’m sorry if I ruined any of your plans but…

Tara’s eyes narrowed at the demon before her as she dug her nails into the palm of her hand to restrain herself from doing anything she might regret. “I think you’re forgetting the whole damn reason why you thought you could make something out of me.” She replied sharply as Tara began to close the short distance between the two. “It’s because of power. You know I have it and you know exactly what I’m capable of.” Tara spat her words back at the demon as rage boiled inside of her, ready to burst out at any given moment. “You said it yourself, Meg. I’m a powerful sorceress.” She said lifting her hands out to the side. “I don’t exactly know what kind of demon you are but I do know that the smart decision you need to make here is to tell me what I asked of you. I don’t want to fight. Just please tell me and you’ll never see me again.” Possibly no one ever will; Tara added in the back of her mind, ready to leave this washed-up town for awhile to clear her mind, body, and soul.

Meg laughed out loud. “you dare to threaten me?” she continued laughing. “oh how cute, really.” Grinningly she shook her head. “Listen, you pathetic little wiccan”, Meg tipped her indexfinger on Tara’s chest. “You’re nothing like that. You don’t use the black magic anymore so it vanishes out of your mind. You haven’t drunktge juice for days. You’re no match for me.” Meg grabbed her throat. “Try me, Bitch”, she hissed and her eyes turned black. If she hadn’t been so confused about herself, she probably would have simply ignored Tara, but now she really annoyed Meg. The demon simply stared at her, already having more insults on her tongue, but she had changed. She couldn’t say them.

Tara’s eyes widen as she felt Meg’s hand wrap around her throat and all she could do was simply stare into the demon’s blackened eyes, wishing more than anything that Faith was here. But she would have been useless in a fight considering the pregnant state she’s in. “Try you?” Tara managed to choke out from her vocal chords being crushed by the demon’s hand. “I have plenty of tricks up my sleeve, Meg. But I won’t sink to your level. I’m better than that. You see, unlike you, I actually have a purpose in this world. And you know what made me realize that?” Tara asked as an amused expression crossed her face. “You. My life is worth something. I have to be completely out of my mind to give it away to some Hell-Whore. And even after all the pain I’ve inflicted upon my friends, they still love me. They forgave me for all the wrong I’ve done.” Tara began coughing as air started to become a real issue at this point. “And that’s more than I can say for you.”

"No, you don’t", Meg grinned. "Why are you coughing? I’m not even squeezing!" the demon rolled with her eyes. "Ooooh, so you’ve got friends. That, little witch doesn’t change how pathetic you are and how beyond me. You’re ambivalent and weak. The moment your friends aren’t there you turn bad and when they suddenly care and pity you and you can blame it all one someone else, you’re nice again. Not with me, you little brat." Meg pushed her away. "You cannot hurt me with words, because you don’t mean anything to me. I wanted to give you what you wanted. You took it, used me and threw me away the moment you got the attention you wanted from your friends. Think, Tara. Who’s the one pathetic here. Not me." Meg grinned and tilted her head. "And you loved the darkness. Oh yes, you loved how I fucked you, but you couldn’t handle any of it. So who’s below the other now?"

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Tara clenched her jaw and balled her hands into fists at the tone of Meg’s voice. She understood completely why the demon didn’t want anything to do with her but she still had questions of her own that needed answering. “Look, I’m sorry if I ruined any of your plans but…

Tara’s eyes narrowed at the demon before her as she dug her nails into the palm of her hand to restrain herself from doing anything she might regret. “I think you’re forgetting the whole damn reason why you thought you could make something out of me.” She replied sharply as Tara began to close the short distance between the two. “It’s because of power. You know I have it and you know exactly what I’m capable of.” Tara spat her words back at the demon as rage boiled inside of her, ready to burst out at any given moment. “You said it yourself, Meg. I’m a powerful sorceress.” She said lifting her hands out to the side. “I don’t exactly know what kind of demon you are but I do know that the smart decision you need to make here is to tell me what I asked of you. I don’t want to fight. Just please tell me and you’ll never see me again.” Possibly no one ever will; Tara added in the back of her mind, ready to leave this washed-up town for awhile to clear her mind, body, and soul.

Meg laughed out loud. “you dare to threaten me?” she continued laughing. “oh how cute, really.” Grinningly she shook her head. “Listen, you pathetic little wiccan”, Meg tipped her indexfinger on Tara’s chest. “You’re nothing like that. You don’t use the black magic anymore so it vanishes out of your mind. You haven’t drunktge juice for days. You’re no match for me.” Meg grabbed her throat. “Try me, Bitch”, she hissed and her eyes turned black. If she hadn’t been so confused about herself, she probably would have simply ignored Tara, but now she really annoyed Meg. The demon simply stared at her, already having more insults on her tongue, but she had changed. She couldn’t say them.

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The Pit (Tara/Meg)

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Tara clenched her jaw and balled her hands into fists at the tone of Meg’s voice. She understood completely why the demon didn’t want anything to do with her but she still had questions of her own that needed answering. “Look, I’m sorry if I ruined any of your plans but for awhile, you killed whatever good that was left inside of me and I’ll live with regret for the rest of my life so the least you could do is tell me what I need to know.” Tara’s voice rose in anger and she felt her knees begin to quiver along with her hands trembling frantically as she left the bar and stepped outside to a nearby ally then waited until the two were in a secluded place to finish. “Am I still marked? How long will it take for you to leave my system? I’m done being torn between what’s right and wrong. I honestly don’t know anymore but I have a feeling things will become crystal clear until your blood no longer runs through my veins.”

"Oh, yes, blame it on the demon. It wasn’t me drinking in all the dark magic, bitch", Meg hissed at her. Of course humans always blamed it on someone else. So much easier than taking the responsibility for their own choices. "Go, fuck yourself, Tara. I won’t tell you the tiniest thing", Meg laughed at her and continued laughing. "Oh my, you’re even more pathetic than I thought. Ugh, embarrassing that I thought I could make something out of you." She shook her head. "You should thought about that, before you bailed."

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