Sam lingered a little longer than Heather did, if only because he was completely and entirely in shock. He had heard about it. Ruby never failed to rub it in his face that the two of them had slept together before. But seeing it all; witnessing the event that he had been fortunate enough to miss out on in the future. It was another matter entirely. He wanted to lunge at them. To pry them from each other. They hadn't heard him before though. Sam got the feeling that he wouldn't be able to physically impact them either.
Looking furious, he turned and strode from the room, only just realizing that Heather was gone. He turned into the hall, running a shaking hand through his hair. He was beyond angry now. "Uriel! Uriel!" Kicking at a nearby table, which immediately crashed to the ground at his feet, Sam desperately scanned the surrounding area for the angel. He was still gone. But Heather wasn't.
With the noises from the room behind him bleeding into his ears, Sam moved toward her and dropped down to her side. "Heather..."