It's Meg's turn to look like she's ready to shank someone -- or cry, she's not sure which. Hearing that on top of everything else he's been through, on top of what she's seen him struggle with firsthand... Now some bitch angel had been messing with his head for God knows how long? Not even.

She sat back and just shook her head, dazed and angry on his behalf. Finally, a coherent question comes to mind, and she looks back at him, the same mix of fierce anger and compassion etched on her face.

"Did you kill her? Because if you didn't, I will as soon as we figure out a way back on our own."