Who: Samantha Winchester and open Where: outside the apartments What: Arriving When: Sunday night Rating: High for language Open: Yes Status: Ongoing
She’d shot him. That much she knew. There was a giant hole in the middle of his stupid alpha vampire forehead. He was officially dead. Granted, several other people were dead too but there wasn’t anything she could do about that. She saved everybody else. She stopped the big bad once again. Thanks to the Colt that was supposed to be somewhere other than in her hands. Where had Crowley said he put it? She couldn’t remember just then.
She took a deep breath and let it out. It was done. The alpha vampire was no more. It wasn’t until she lowered the Colt that she started to pay attention to her surroundings. She was alone. She wasn’t standing in the middle of the stupid makeshift bunker anymore. She wasn’t surrounded by Brits and her mom was nowhere to be seen. Instead, she was standing in the middle of a street.
“What the fuck?” She kept the Colt in hand while turning in a circle. Fortunately it had more than just the one bullet in it. She knew that Gabriel was dead, so it couldn’t have been something he did. And none of the other angels were making themselves known. Samantha got a sinking feeling in her stomach that Lucifer had something to do with this.
“WHAT IS GOING ON?!?!” She didn’t care if anybody found her at that point, she just wanted answers. Though she knew that Dean would be pissed at her for making so much noise. She just stood in the street and kept looking around, not even sure where she was.