"I'm sorry, Sam." Maybe that explained some of the troubling dreams she'd had, in addition to her usual dreaming, and the fact that Daniel Hall seemed to be missing as well--he hadn't visited her in a while. Sometimes she dreamed about her friends, when they were troubled, and she considered Sam a friend. And if Cas was gone, who was there to push back the darkness?
She moved a little closer, fingers twining with his. "What about..." She hesitated to speak Lucifer's name, but she knew that Sam would know whom she mean. "Has he been bothering you?"