20. Help

Ripley’s pov

Running around frantically, not sure what to do or who to call. I had already called the police, but they couldn’t help me yet.

And while I could hire someone with the money Cas gave me, I didn’t even know where to start. I couldn’t think; all I could do was imagine the worst possible outcomes, and that wasn’t helpful at all.

But Cas would. He would have people who knew how to help. He would know who to hire and what the next steps were.

I dialed Cas' number, not caring about my pride anymore.

This was for my girls, and despite Cas’ behavior, I suspected he would want to help me. I prayed that he wouldn’t hang up on me or be angry with me.

During our day at Disneyland, I saw him care for River and Rose. Or was that fake?

I had to take the chance.

“Ripley…”

“Cas, I need your help.” I said, barely being able to speak. I felt like I was losing my mind.

When I heard him say he was on his way, a weight lifted off my shoulders. If anyone could help, he could. Right?