He'd almost moved on. At first glance it was nothing more than a young girl cleaning her apartment. Nothing suspicious there. But it was as he took a step forward to continue walking down the hall that he noticed the shadowy figures moving the couch. That was enough to put Sam on edge. Superpowers weren't supposed to be anything out of the ordinary here, but his history told him to be wary. He moved closer to the doorway to get a better look. It was then that she turned and saw him. That's when he saw her eyes.
Demon. Sam's nostrils flared and his jaw clenched. "Really? Hey? That's what you're going with?" By the end of the sentence, Sam had his gun in his hands. It wouldn't do much against a demon, he knew that. But he'd left Ruby's knife in his own room. And lacking any other weapons, he had just reached for what he had on him. "What the hell are you doing here?"