"Hey.."

Sam comes up behind you, immediately helping you finish off salting the windows of one of the rooms in the county jail. Demons were surrounding the outside of the building, set on killing Sam.

"Dean and I finished up salting everywhere else."

He takes in your expression, concerned puppy eyes trailing over your features. The lights flicker and Sam sighs, guiding you away from the windows.

"You're okay, sweetheart."

He whispers out in the hallway, brushing hair out of your face.

"S'just a couple demons, hmm? We'll be fine and in bed together in a couple hours. I promise."

You look up at him, a little doubtful. You'd never had this many demons trying to attack before. Sam gently leans down and kisses your lips, kissing your cheek and forehead afterwards.

"I promise, honey."