"It is a mistake, and it doesn't concern you. What would Church say? Tucker? Doesn't that mean anything to you?"

Her sobs were coming between desperate gasps now, and a particularly hard one came upon the realalization that the projection of this Omega was right - she had brought this on herself.

Maybe dying - finally, really dying - was better than bringing more suffering down on the people here. On Cas.

Meg knew a losing battle when she saw one. She just wasn't accustomed to being on this side of things, and what little fight she had left in her was dissipating quickly.

Her eyes slid to the side, focused idly on the window. Perhaps if she gave up, Tex would just finish her precious job.