In the alley Dean scratched at his chin, trying to regain his cool.
"Look, is any of this at any point going to lead to what Bobby had to say about the time stopping?"
"He didn't have anything yet. Dean, I'm trying to..."
"Well then, you can go straight back to Hell, Sam!" Dean yelled at his brother and started marching back. "You were really less annoying without a soul."
Sam just stood there staring after him. It hurt. Sam squeezed his eyes shut and squirmed to get rid of his brother's words echoing in his head. He looked around, trying to find something to focus on enough to hold the tears back. There were just cold, dark brick walls around him.
He picked up one of the trashcans and hurled it into the opposite wall. It was louder than he had anticipated and it felt good. He picked up another trash can and went over there and started beating on the one already lying on the ground. When one of the handles broke he stopped and threw the trashcan on the ground. A dog was barking in a distance. He looked around, wiped little pearls of sweat from his forehead, and stood there panting for awhile.
He leaned up against the brick wall, cursing himself for the way he let things go down with Dean. A big, deep breath, and then he started slouching back to their motel.
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Jim remained on the floor, sobbing. The lady-demon was squatting down by the door, observing him curiously.
"You can come stay with me, Jim. I'll take care of you," she said in a calm voice.
He gazed over at her, distrusting, but she nodded sincerely.
"I will. But if you don't come out here, I'm gonna go kill your daddy."
"No!" Jim stood up from the floor. The lady stood up too and nodded slowly.
"Yes... And then, I'm gonna kill Sam too." She tilted her head and looked at him with sad eyes. "And you're gonna be all alone in here. And you're gonna cry, and cry, and cry, but no one's gonna come for you. And you're gonna die in here, Jimmy. All alone..."
Jim didn't know what to do with himself. He put his hands on his head and paced a little back and forth by the door. The demon made an empathetic face and reached out a hand for Jim to take. Jim slowly started walking towards the door. She nodded as to say: "It's okay. You know it has to be this way."