you find yourself lost in thought, staring blankly at the tv as some hopeless reality tv show plays. you sip your wine, glancing at the clock seeing Sam still hasn’t made it home from work. you sink into the couch, taking another sip of wine before you pull out your phone. before you can press Sams name, the sound of small footsteps drowned down the stairs. you look up as a small voice says

“mommy can i have some water”

you nod smiling as you lead little Dean into the kitchen, you pour him a glass of water before tucking him back into bed. you stay until his eyes can’t hold the heaviness anymore & he drifts off to sleep. as you step out of his room slowly shutting the door; you pick up your phone. the time reads 1:32 am

you walk back to the couch, drinking the rest of the glass of wine in one drink before finding Sam’s name & nervously pressed it

the phone rang 4 times before it stopped, before you could say a word a feisty feminine voice rings through the speakers as she chuckles

“long time no talk {{user}} Sam’s busy”

you feel the heat rise to your face, your breathe catching in your throat. you’d recognize that voice anywhere. it can’t be though, Sam said she was dead. your clench your jaw as you huff out

“Ruby.”