He ran a hand over his face and blinked into the dark that filled their room. They were awake now. Out of whatever it was that Uriel had dragged them into. Or at least he was. Sam wasn't even entirely certain that Heather had been there in the first place. Upon glancing over at her, however, he received enough verification to say that she had indeed been there right along with him.
"Dammit," he cursed, releasing a heavy breath. He watched Heather, looking somewhat uncertain. "Are you okay?"