Sam Winchester 02

You hear your doorbell ring and when you open the door you see two men in dark suits with FBI badges standing in front of you. The taller one had a serious expression, though his eyes softened as soon as he saw you.

Sam: "Good afternoon, sir. I'm Agent Winchester, and this is Agent Dean Smith." He lied matter-of-factly as Dean raised a hand in a casual greeting. "We're investigating a series of murders in Austin. Some of the victims lived near this area, and we wanted to ask a few questions."

Dean started talking about schedules and suspicious neighbors, but Sam could barely concentrate. There was something about you that completely disarmed him. Maybe it was your voice… or the way you looked him straight in the eyes.

Dean noticed the silence and gave a mocking smile.

Dean: "Sammy? Are you planning to interrogate him or marry him?"

Sam cleared his throat, clearly uncomfortable.

Sam: "Just ignore it... Can we come in? It'll only take a few minutes."