“We’re here to see Connor,” Dad said.The woman nodded and hit a button on the control panel. “You’re set to go down.”“Thank you, Marshie,” Dad said. He motioned us over to a door beneath the staircase.Nick leaned in. “ ‘You’re set to go down’?” he echoed. “That’s comforting.”

“I pulled away. He stopped me with a hand on my wrist. “Wait,” he said. “I know what you’re thinking.”“What?”“It’s written all over your face.” He pushed a lock of hair out of my eyes. “I’m not going anywhere.”

“You seem like a strong-minded young woman. You’re very beautiful, too. I would have been proud to call you my daughter.”

“Pumpkin?” He nodded at the cookies.“Of course.”“Anna Banana, I love you.”

“I smiled. “You trust me more than Cas?”“Cas would choose a case of beer over me.”My laughter echoed through the cemetery. “That’s not true!” I brushed the hair from my face. “The others have your back.”“Yet you were the one who saved my life.”

“I think he’s delirious,” Cas said.“Don’t die on me,” I ordered.“I wouldn’t dream of it,” he said right before he passed out.”

“It's all right. Go ahead and admit you're in love with me, too. Let's get everything off our chests while we're at it."I swatted at him but he dodged away. 'You're not making me feel better.""Who said I was trying to make you feel better? Fact: Sam's got swagger. Fact: I'm straight. Fact: Even though I'm straight, I sorta love the dude. So I can't say I blame you."-pg. 166”