Sam leaned back in his chair as he sharpened the blade of his knife. He could hear the muffled chatter of the Campbells in the next room.
When he heard an intake of breath, he spun around and quickly pressed the sharpened edge of his knife against his assailant's neck, not even bothering to check who it was.
The face that was staring up at him in surprise was not one that was welcomed. This would now be the fourth time he'd seen her, and he still knew nothing about who, or what she was.
"Holy shit, Sam." Sam was aware that this knife would do no good on the girl, but he knew it would hurt if he stabbed her. That being said, he kept the knife at her throat.
"Could you maybe lower the knife?" she asked., arching an eyebrow.
"No." Sam's tone was stern and cold.
"Well someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed..."
"Tell me what you want." If the girl didn't know Sam couldn't hurt her, she'd be pretty damn scared about now.
The girl scowled. Could she make it out of Sam's grip? Easily. But she knew that throwing Sam across the room would draw attention from others, and that was something she had tactfully avoided whenever she met with Sam. "Well I was gonna give you a "Welcome Back From Hell" gift basket, but I guess I'll just get straight to the point," the girl paused, allowing her gaze to lock with Sam's. There was something missing from his eyes. They were cold and steely, not warm like they used to be. "Mind telling me why the fuck you beat the shit out of that police officer?" Her tone was sharp and accusing.
Sam pressed the blade closer to her throat. "I don't think you have any room to judge my actions right now," he hissed, though not in anger. Actually, he was completely lacking emotion entirely.
The girl had to admit, she was terrified. "Sam...what happened to you?" Her voice cracked a bit as she spoke and her eyes were searching Sam's for some sort of emotion. "This cold...calculating douche bag isn't you."
"I don't think you have any grounds to make that assumption," Sam snapped.
"I know you a whole lot better that you seem to realize, Sam." The girl, having had enough of Sam at the moment, shoved him away with just enough force to make him stumble backwards.
"Goodbye, Sam." The girl disappeared in an instant, leaving no trace, other than Sam's memories, that she had been there at all.