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         sam was extremely anxious that evening, unable to cease her          incessant pacing - going from one side of the room to the other.         the thoughts she had been entertaining about drinking demon          blood had her mind reeling, that obsessive cycle unending. at         last, she stopped - sighing heavily, her hands going to her hips.         for a moment, she turned to face away from the demon who          had become her companion of sorts - shame causing her to          want to avoid eye contact. although, she never had anything to         be ashamed of, not with her. 

                         “ --- ruby,” sam starts, her voice hardly any louder                    than a mere whisper. “...I’m craving it.” 

[hisbcnnie-blog]

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    an all too transparent sense of fatigue overcame sam as she      took a seat at the nearby table. leaning back, she allowed a     breath of a sigh to leave her lips. for just a moment, she shut     her eyes to regroup in a sense. however, she was startled at     the instantaneous materialization of the winchesters’ angel     friend, castiel. surely, she should be used to his entrances by     now, but alas, she was not. the pregnant huntress managed     a smile, always glad to see him - regardless of the shock. 

                   “ hey, cas!” she greeted him, opening her laptop. 

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It’d been a late night in the morgue, completing two cadavers for the following weekend. They were booked solid and in need of their guest of honor. Carmen didn’t mind staying late if it meant that she got to bring someone peace, whether it be the dead or the living. A shadow haunted the hallways, but she never paid it any mind; she worked with bodies after all. Carmen wrapped dark locks around into a knot on the top of her head, held in place by a rogue pencil. As she walked back to put her last job back into the cooler, a figure stood where she’d been not only ten minutes ago. “You aren’t supposed to be here,” the woman started, ready to ask them to leave along with a tidal wave of questions. “You’ve been the one creeping around my hallways, haven’t you?” Carmen didn’t understand how she knew, or if the formaldehyde had finally eaten through her brain stem, but she was certain he belonged there more than she did.

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‘ i haven’t seen a blue sky in so long. ‘ she closes her eyes to breathe fresh air and hears the birds sing. ‘ i’d forgotten what peace looked like. ‘

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