[b]SAM[/b]

As Anna held his hand a bit tighter from what he was saying and from the cold, he kept her close, as close as he possibly could without making it difficult for either of them to walk around. He had spent so much time out here in the impala the last three days, he thought he would have been sick of it by now, but after the brutal fight between his brother and Duke? The air was exactly what he needed. It wasn't like he could be of any use upstairs as Dean slept and he knew Nat wouldn't leave his side, even though she'd be the only one awake in the room. Honestly, he was glad he could give Nat the time to just be with Dean like a normal sibling for once. He also got the feeling Nat needed it as much as anyone to focus on something until the others came home. Anna's words made him nod, she was right. Mika may have had moments of extreme jealousy and being a bit of a hot head, but when push really came to shove, she was the more reasonable one out of her and Dean and always kept him on the straight and narrow. He could also hear in Anna's tone how talking about Mika in the past tense was just as difficult for her as it was for him and it made him not feel so alone in that feeling. 

“I think you're right. She was always his other half who could centre his mind.” He replied, sniffling to try and not cry all over again, even though it was rapidly becoming more impossible by the minute. He then listened to what else Anna had to say and she was completely right in her assumption. Sam had absolutely no idea how Dean was going to get over this situation. He could see it now almost, Dean retreating into himself exactly how Mika did when Dean got killed and sent to Hell by Lilith. It was hard enough trying to get Mika to eat during those four months, he was certain that between himself, Nat and Bobby, they threw away more food that had been left to go rotten than bringing back empty plates to the kitchen. Hells, he was certain he took down more empty alcohol bottles than he did plates and something told him that Dean would go down that exact same path. “He's going to do all that…exactly like she did when he died. Only knowing Dean, it'll be even worse. They both completely self-destruct without each other… So yeah, we're gonna have to keep a close eye on him” he replied. 

As they continued their circuit of the lot, more and more thoughts of how the group was going to change drastically from now and back to how it all went down at the warehouse and his chest started to really cramp up at all the thoughts and at Anna's words about him, pausing their walking in the process. He looked down at her as she spoke, her eyes fluttering closed for a brief moment as she stroked under his eye. Her words broke through the mental wall he had attempted to put up in his mind and that's when he just broke, letting the tears well up and fall down his cheeks, sobbing as he just let his head drop onto her shoulder. “I should have focused on her first… I could have saved her…but now…now…” he began to sob, unable to even finish his words as he gripped onto Anna, finally letting her in properly. He just sobbed, feeling a large personality of his family had just been ripped from him. Things just weren't going to be the same anymore and he wasn't sure if he even wanted to see what life was going to be like without Mika in it. Yet he also knew he wouldn't ever do anything stupid because he had to fight for Anna. For Natalia. 

It took a good few minutes before Sam could slow and calm his sobs. Lifting his head from her shoulder, he wiped his face with his forearm and sighed to steady his breathing back to a normal pace after his heart had been racing from crying so much. “I uhh…I want to go back inside and start wrapping her body, but I need your help to do it” he said to her, willingly asking for help. He knew Dean could never do it if he was awake and after the fight, if the others succeed in bringing Duke back, Duke probably couldn't handle it. So it was up to him and Anna. “But I want to give Duke the chance to say goodbye as well…he deserves that much if Esme and Cason manage to get him home alive” he added before making himself gain the motivation to head back inside. 

Once inside, he headed back downstairs into the basement, taking each step slow and steady until he reached the last step and then the ground. Walking over to one of the storage units, he opened the door and pulled out some white sheets and ropes which Bobby always had for exactly these kinds of situations. The very action made him take a big gulp as he tried to keep his composure before heading into the panic room. His hands shaking as he put the sheets down on the chair he sat on earlier. Clenching his fists and opening them in a repeated action to try and stop the shaking in his hands, he looked between Anna and Mika. “I…I don't know if I can do this…” he told Anna.

He knew he had to, between him and Anna there wasn't anyone else and he felt like it wasn't fair to expect Natalia to do it, but it was still now proving too much and all too real that Mika was gone. "I know it has to be us...but...it's all feeling too real now Anna...I've really lost my sister- haven't I?" He spoke, looking at her with teary eyes.