The Journal of Sam Winchester

Sam was going to strangle Dean.

First, there would be the inevitable argument about how Sam had promised to stay at the house where he'd be safe. Then, Sam would point out that he'd had to learn from the radio that the other demon running around with Meg was possessing someone who looked like Dean. And then there would be strangling.

But all of that would have to come later. Right now, he was searching the town, armed with holy water and exorcisms running through his head. It wasn't safe, and it wasn't smart, but at least this time, he was prepared for a fight.

[For one, please!]

Sam was trying to distract himself from how much he wanted to go and explore the other island again. For once, sneaking around and checking things out seemed like a genuinely bad idea, mainly after watching Zoe freak out when he made the mistake of telling her he'd already been there once. So, for now, he was taking a run through the preserve, hoping the exercise would clear his mind of everything, from their new enemies, to the things he'd been thinking about all week.

[For one, and then one more.]