Picturing Megan was an easy task. She was unique, hard to miss in a crowd. Peter closed his eyes and envisioned his girlfriend, down to the last detail. He saw her dark eyes, her pale skin and those pointed pixie ears. The shock of bright, hot pink hair and the wings she had. He pictured her smile, the way she laughed and even her height and weight.
She would be unmistakable.
When he was done, Peter opened his eye and didn't realize that he was offering Castiel a look of love and adoration. His heart was beating quickly.
With that, Peter nodded and then Castiel was gone.
Peter blinked, and grinned wide. Cool trick.
He rose and gathered his bag, shuffling toward the door. That was when he spotted the familiar set of keys. Peter paused only to scoop the keys up, and look at them before leaving the pizzeria.
"These are keys to Aunt May's house..." It was said in a breath, and again Megan had to take a back seat. His Aunt May might be some place in this city and Peter had to find her!