I was unable to do E/O last weekend, so I thought I'd do a drabble of this week's and last week's word to make up for it. And because I'm still in Lucifer/Sam mode from the "Repo Man" that's what I'm gonna do. :D
Sam curled further under the covers, shivering from a false sense of coldness. They were in California for crying out loud, he was sweating buckets, yet still, amazingly, cold.
Yep, the flu was kicking his ass.
"Come on Sam!" Lucifer pouted. "Get up. Let's do something."
That, and the line between reality and Hell for him wasn't just blurred, it was completely gone.
"Go away," Sam sniffled.
Lucifer layed down beside Sam, twirling a knife between his fingers, before stabbing the blade into the bed right by Sam's neck.
"You can't get rid of me this time Sammy."
Thanks for reading!
Reveiws are better then the flu. (Ironically I didn't do the drabble last weekend because I had the stomach flu. p)
Lots of love
~July Falconeri