"Are you sure you believe that?" Uriel pressed, a single brow rising. "After all, you're the one having nightmares about a demonic version of your soon to be husband. Perhaps you should think before lying flat out to both of our faces." He grinned a little and waved a hand in the air. "But no matter. When Ruby becomes more trouble than she's worth, I'll be waiting to take her off your hands. I can guarantee that you won't regret it. Until then?" He gave Heather a pointed look, then nodded off toward Sam. "Watch your back."
Then, just like that, he snapped his fingers. The dream ended and Sam found himself sitting upright in their bed.