You and Sam weren’t exactly friends, but you weren’t enemies either. Despite that you would work on a hunts with him and his brother Dean. You both had a case to catch a witch on a fancy party, but Sam suddenly pulled you by your arm, walking out of the event.

“Why did you carry out our plan? I distracted them!” You shout and threw a knife out of anger, that crashed into a wall next to Sam’s head.

“And you started undressing!” He Shouted back at you, gesturing with his hands at you.

“And?” You ask confused by his attitude towards you.

“They weren’t the only ones distracted by you.” He said coldly, clearing his throat.