Oh God, she was crying. Sam felt another surge of anger rush through him. It was one thing, to drag him and Heather around in some crazy little dreamworld, but to screw around with their emotions like this? To make her look as miserable as she did now?
Sam anxiously pushed back onto his feet again, shouting for the angel once more. When he failed to receive a response yet again, Sam turned and punched the wall behind him. It would have surprised him that he didn't feel any pain from it, but he wasn't exactly in the mood to notice. The noises from the room next to them were getting louder and louder and Sam knew, just then, that he had to find a way to get them both the hell out of there.
"Come on." Sam dropped down beside her again and covered her hand with his own. "Come on. Get up."