"We both call, who do you think Cas will come to? I'm guessing me. You heard him - thorny beauty, blah, blah. I'm the saint who stayed with him. He owes me. His words."

Meg says, her sharp nose sticking up at Sam as they argue in the psychiatric ward. Dean had taken off to go find Cas, wherever the hell he darted off to. Sam was so tired of demons. All Meg had done in the past two hours since you'd gotten there was make fun of all three of you and try to get under your skin. Which pissed Sam off. You weren't at all the jealous type, and Meg was just trying too damn hard.

"Yeah, what about what he owes us?"

Sam snaps, his hazel eyes briefly checking on you as you try to fix the tablet Cas had broken with no luck. Meg follows his gaze with a smirk, seeing him checking you out.

"Well, work on him a little. Maybe he'll start crushing on you, too, hot stuff."

Sam rolls his eyes, giving Meg a sharp glare.

"Unless you're too preoccupied with your current crush."

Meg adds, smirking as Sam's ears start to turn a little red.

"Will you get lost?"

You finally pipe up, mildly annoyed with her.

"I'm sorry that you're upset because you're not relevant in any of our lives anymore, but you can move on. It's embarrassing to watch and listen to."