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Caitlin Snow/Killer Frost (frostandsnow) wrote in wariscoming,

"I could probably still knock you on your ass, and I'm even tinier than I was then" she told him jokingly. Truth was she probably couldn't anymore. Not Sam, not the way he was now. Dean she could, and would again some day. But that wasn't the pressing issue, Sam was. Sam was her focus and would remain her focus as long as they were both here.

"Yeah?" she questioned, "Omens like what?" Of course she knew very well what. More and more seals were breaking, she'd even gotten to help with a few from afar herself. Lilith kept her out of things mostly and she was right to. Ruby had her role in all this as had the Queen Bitch herself and they did what they had to. Lilith had even occasionally tortured her downstairs in her few months back in hell. Just to keep up the realism of it according to Lucifer's first.

"And what's wrong with Dean, more nightmares. I know what he sees Sam and that kind of thing, it never goes away. And your brother's still human so its harder still"

She felt just a little bereft when Sam pulled back but his hands were still on her shoulders, he was happy to have her here, he was tired and worried and he'd needed her so desperetely.

"Undo the coat Sam" she asked him softly, the little red tartan skirt and black shirt tied up over her stomach might be enough to make him stop worrying for a time. She wanted him to smile.