Rising From The Darkness.

"I'm not," she promised, looking at the youngest Winchester. She smiled at him. She had known Sam for a long time, and he'd grown up a lot, and matured, and became a better person, and she could never tell him how proud she was. She smiled wider at the thought, sipping her beer.

The Leviathan kept a straight face, clearly not in that much discomfort. Dean frowned. "Go deeper into the skin." He instructed Nikki. Dean was a nice guy until he came face to face with something he wanted to kill, and then, he was the complete opposite of nice. He was almost psychotic.

Allie was something else, Sam knew that from the moment they met. “Good, I’m glad,” he told her. There weren’t too many other woman in the business and there certainly weren’t enough like Allie. Sam had always admired her dedication and just about everything else about her. As far as Sam was concerned, Allie was one of the best.

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“Gladly,” Nikki said before taking the blade and digging it deep into the skin. Maybe there wasn’t a way to kill this thing, but Nikki wanted to find a way to make it feel pain. As she saw a look of slightly discomfort cross it’s face, she turned to Dean, “You’re up.” Nikki walked to the other side of the room, leaving the blade stuck in the leviathan’s arm.

@ sakura blues.