Dean looked over at him. “I did. Take the pills I mean. They’ll kick in soon and then I’m gonna kick your ass for nearly killing me like that.”
He lay back down, half his attention on Sam and the other half on his beloved zombies. “So c’mon then Samantha…what’s your favourite kind of movie? Obviously nothing with clowns in! I know that much.” He sniggered evilly as he remembered Sammy’s terrified wailing when he’d been a kid and there was a clown on TV.
“Be careful I don’t dress up in a clown suit and sneak up on you while you’re asleep. That would be good revenge!”