Dear Sam,
It's gotten worse. You went to the cage with Lucifer and Michael. It's been a year now and you are still there. Dean texts me every day, 3 times a day. It goes like this
Dean: Levy you there?
Me: Yes
Dean: You should come visit
Me: I don't know
Dean: Levy Please
Me: Maybe
Dean: Talk L8ter
I'm being babied by your older brother. That deal before you said yes. He is living with Lisa and Ben. I drive by the house and one time I was brave enough to go into his shed and look at the Impala. He came in and I hid under his car. He had heard me and he pulled me out from underneath his car and he hugged me and I started to cry about how I miss you. I love you.
Love,
Levy