"Hey Mackenzie?" Luke calls from the door. "Yeah?" "When you were on the phone with Michael, did you tell him to come in and find us?" "No, why?" Luke is silent for a moment, and when he speaks again, his voice is cold and full of fear. "Then um.." He stops, and I look up at him in confusion. He's staring down into the area we just came from, stance rigid. "Then who's that standing at the end of the hall?" 2014 @ psychxtichemmings

Just possibly a fanfic over Sam and Gabriel, no big deal. I hope you enjoy! This characters are not my own, they belong to the show "Supernatural." Have fun reading!

"Maybe I was broken, or maybe the world was." Daily she fought for what she believed was real, and daily, reality slipped from her grasp. Disclaimer: All rights go to Erik Kripke and the makers of Supernatural, the only characters I own are the ones you have never heard about in the show.

crum·ble verb break or fall apart into small fragments, especially over a period of time as part of a process of deterioration. [ SEQUEL TO INSANITY ]