Annie. That was it. Sam started to smile at the young woman when she mentioned Fred. He was really getting tired of having to pretend all the damn time. It had been easier back home when Dean had found out the truth and he could just be as he was. Of course, that was before Dean got it in his head that there was a way to restore Sam's soul and started searching for ways to do that.
"Dean knows about Fred," he said. "We're actually looking into her death now."
He didn't mind lying about this. He didn't have regrets. What he did mind was that he was probably supposed to say something comforting right now.