Lil Pill Popper rp with dee_sanders

[second_son83]

Sam lay slumped on the bed in the room the mental institution assigned him. Dean came by once to see how he was doing and tell him that he was going to find him help but... Sam knew here wasn't any help out there for him

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[dee_sanders]

Dee had learned through the grapevine of hunters where Sam was. It just didn make any sense. Was Dean trying to protect him from something or was Sam trying to protect himself? Either way, Dee couldn't just sit back and go on her merry way without checking on him.

It wasn't hard to get a pair of nursing scrubs and make a fake id for herself to make it look as though she was an employee. Finding Sam's file, she figured out which room he was in and grab his lunch tray as she heads down the hallway. Once she approaches his room, she peeks inside the small window to see him facing away from the door.

She slowly opens the door and shuts it behind her, setting the tray on the table by the door. Dee makes her way to him, sitting on the edge of the bed as he faced away from her. Her hand lightly rests on his shoulder. "Sam..."

[second_son83]

Sammy, I think we have a visitor. said Lucifer as Dee entered the room. But he didn't move to see who it was. It wasn't until the bed dipped behind him and the hand on his shoulder that Sam realized that someone was actually in the room.

He couldn't place the name right away to the voice, just figured it was some nurse trying to be nice or something. But as soon as he looked over his shoulder and saw it was Dee, his eyes went wide. Either he was hallucinating or she was actually here. Either way, he didnt want her to see him like this.

Sam moved to sit up, dark circles under his tired eyes. "Dee? What are you doing here?"

[dee_sanders]

There was a five o'clock shadow on Sam's face and it looked as though he hadn't slept in weeks. Her eyes scan over the bandages and the cuts along his face. "Everyone in this field...hunter or demon knows what is going on with you and your brother. I had to come see you...make sure you were okay."

Her head tilts as she looks at him, her eyes soft and full of worry. "You look like you haven't had any sleep and what happened that you're all beaten up?" Dee couldn't help but be concerned about his well being. "Sam, what are you doing in a place like this? You could be in a regular hospital being treated for your injuries."

Her hand rests over his softly, trying her best to comfort him. "Does Dean know you're here?"

[second_son83]

Uh oh. Demons know you're here. You're a sitting duck. Good thing you got this big bad hunter to protect you.

Sam chose not to even look at Lucifer, it just made him louder.

So many questions. Jeez, does she have a mouth on her. Remember when you used to put it to good use? That of course was before you broke her heart. Lucifer gave Sam a thumbs up. Good job on that one.

Sam ran a hand through his hair and tried to sit up more, supressing a groan as his ribs ached from the stress. "Its... its a really long story. Short answer is I got hit by a car after I went crazy..."

Went? Sammikins, you still are crazy.