E/O Challenge: trap
Disclaimer: I don't own Sam's bitch face, Dean's baby, or Bobby's flask. Or anything else, for that matter.
Spoilers: Season 7 finale
The air turned cold and Sam's heart nearly stopped, because what if Dean wasn't gone?
And I heard your voice as clear as day
And you told me I should concentrate.
– Florence + The Machine
"Looks like you are well and truly on your own," Crowley taunted. Then he was gone, leaving Sam trapped beneath the weight of his own isolation.
He bowed his head in prayer – to whom, he wasn't even sure anymore – and asked for guidance, a hint, anything. Please.
The air turned cold, seemingly in response, and Sam's heart nearly stopped, fearing the worst. Because what if Dean wasn't gone, he was just dead, nothing but a spirit?
"Wrong again, Sammy."
Sam shuddered; he knew the voice all too well. And it sure wasn't Dean.
"Toldja this was my best torture yet."