#slashaer.

jess gives him a look like he's insane. because well, he's got to be. ❝ you want to open the door? the door that leads out to darkness and demons and god knows what other crazy shit? " as sam searches around the cabin for something to unlock, her fingers curl into fists. in another life, jessica might have laughed this all off, rolled her eyes and pretended to be a big girl who wasn't scared of anything. but now she knows better. seven years later, and that night still haunts her. ❝ yeah, no thank you. I'll stay right here with my hot cocoa. ❞

she's quiet for all of two minutes before she speaks again, this time quieter. ❝ look! can you please just stop looking for a key, or whatever? I don't want that door unlocked. and maybe it's closed for a reason, alright? so just –– let it go, sam. ❞