Written: 20.11.25
Words: 418
Hallucifer, C2C, Dark (ish)
Sam stands in front of the motel bathroom mirror, breathing ragged, get it together! He splashes cool water on his face, forcing himself to take in a deep breath, it wasn’t your fault. You can’t keep-
“How do you think it went?”
His brother’s voice carries through the bathroom door, making Sam turn.
“You weren’t there, Bobby, alright? You didn’t see him. Trust me, it was bad.”
“I don’t think it went that bad.” The voice from beside him makes the giant jump, bashing his hip into the corner of the sink. He takes in a sharp breath, eyes landing on Lucifer, who’s perched on the toilet seat, “I mean, you both made it out alive, so…”
“You’re kidding, right? I don’t trust him to go out on a damn food run alone, but you want us to help on a Leviathan case? Not gonna happen!”
“Is Big Bro always this angry after a hunt?”
“Why? Why? He almost just got us both killed, that’s why!”
The accusation punches Sam in the stomach, and he swallows thickly, I thought they were civilians. I wasn’t just gonna shoot them. I had to make sure…
The devil held up his hands in mock surrender, “I believe you.”
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