"Sam?" Deans voice echoes in my head.
'Sam! Dammit. Answer me! Sam!" He screams louder and louder. Almost as if he wants the whole world to hear.
I mutter to myself, "Damn these powers, or whatever the hell they're called."
"Sam!"
It's been a week since Dean's death. Ruby's still missing, but she'll find me. I know she will. When she does, I'm going to snap her white-ass neck in half.
"Oh, really?"
I turned half way around. This was not the same Ruby from before. The broad had long black hair, curves, and what seems to be a social life… So it seems.
"You know, I just can't live with all that damn screaming in my ear. Jeez. Could you at least tone it done some? We wouldn't want to wake up every demon in the world, would we?" then her hazel eyes turned to a misty grayish black. Filled with death.