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Cas followed Arturo through the house. "Obviously you have discovered one of the rooms you are forbidden to enter this is another" he paused and pointed to a door. " Please do not go in there..it...it's.." He cleared his throat and carried on. " everywhere else if fine for you to go. Make the most of the facilities. I am unaware of your current relationship status but you will be unable to bring people back here. Unless I ask you to that is. The door remains locked the whole time. I will give you a key so you can let yourself in and out. You can go to classes but you must be back by 7:30 at night we can talk other arrangements when you are back, any question you have and so forth."

Cas nodded, not entirely comfortable with the arrangements Arturo was laying out, but undeniably relieved that he wasn't going to kill her. Not yet anyway. This all sounded like the plans of a man who intended to keep her around for a little while at least. If things started heading south, she could think of a plan then. No need to start crossing bridges until you get them and all that. Arturo dropped a key into her hand.

"Use this key to get back in. You can go and collect your clothes and other things that you need. If there is questioning about where you have been. Explain that you hooked up with someone. Or simply went home. Remember I can find you where ever you are. Your heartbeat is like a fingerprint."

Cas closed her hand around the key, willing her breathing to slow down. What the hell had she got herself tangled up in? Oh, just the plot of some weird ass vampire movie. Since when were vampires real? Cas barely heard Arturo leave. She opened the door and stepped outside. She gave her eyes a moment to adjust to the light, wincing at the sudden change. She wrapped her arms around herself and headed home.

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Cas opened the door to her apartment and plugged her phone in. She kicked her shoes of and padded through the hallway. After the decadent luxury of Arturo's house, hell the place was practically an estate, her own apartment seemed almost squalid by comparison. The flatpack furniture was cheap and the whole thing was small. But it was home, and that was what mattered. She pulled her dress off and stepped into the shower.

When she was done, Cas tied her hair back and pulled on some sweatpants and a t-shirt, and set about getting some work done. Her head felt fuzzy as she tried to concentrate on the screen. This wasn't going to work. Cas sighed and shut her laptop. She had nothing to do until Arturo wanted her back apart from pack her bags. She wasn't exactly looking forward to going back, but she didn't want to deal with the consequences if she didn't turn up. With nothing to do, Cas began packing clothes and books into a bag.

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Seven rolled around and Cas grabbed her bag and phone and headed back to Arturo's. The walk wasn't so bad as early evening rolled in. The air was pleasant as she wove through the streets. She unlocked the door to the house and let herself in. She checked the time. She was a few minutes late, but she was sure Arturo would forgive that.