I'll sleep when I'm dead
Characters: Sam & Dean Winchester Date: November 15, 2009, late afternoon Setting: Ulysses Motel, interstate, NJ Content: n/a Summary: starting a new hunt
The sound of the television was getting to Sam Winchester.
It shouldn't have. He should have been used to it, was used to it, but the more he tried to ignore it, to focus and concentrate on the articles he was sifting through on the net, the thinner his patience got. It wasn't his brother he was irritated with - well, not really. Being annoyed with Dean was just easier than trying for the millionth time to find a good way of dealing with everything they had hanging over their heads - the Apocalypse, for example. Little stuff.
Things Sam in particular had hanging over his head - the certainty of none other than Lucifer, the Devil, fallen archangel, that he, Sam Winchester, was definitely going to give in, and say yes. Become Lucifer's vessel. Finish the destruction of the world, and kill billions of innocents, anyone he'd ever loved or cared about... and his only real hope was that Dean might say yes to Michael, and kill him, them, first.
A burst of laughter, or screaming, he didn't noticed which, broke through his reverie and he forced his attention back to the laptop's screen.
"Dean, would you turn that down, please? I'm trying to work here..."