Sam and Becky were at her parent's cabin for their romantic getaway. It wasn't like she thought it would be.

"Sam, I don't think this is going to work."

Sam smiled down at her. "Of course it will. We love each other."

"You can stay here a few days. I'm leaving," Becky said, backing towards the door.

In two huge strides, Sam beat her to the door. With one hand, he held the door shut. With the other, he grabbed one of Becky's hands. The smile was gone. "You're never going to leave me."

Sam lifted her up and whispered, "I think it's time we consummate out marriage."

"Sam, please," Becky whimpered.

"Shh. It's ok, sweetie. I won't hurt you," Sam assured her as he lay her gently on the bed.

Becky closed her eyes and wished she had never seen a Supernatural book.

SSS

The next morning, while Sam was sleeping, Becky slipped out of bed quietly and slipped out the door. As she was getting in her car, Sam appeared beside her. "Going somewhere?"

Becky didn't bother answering.

Once again, Sam lifted her up effortlessly. Becky knew struggle was useless. Sam brought her back in and lay her on the bed. He tied her hands and her feet to the bedposts. "I didn't want to have to do this, but I can't let you leave me. I love you too much. I have some things to get in town."

Becky was crying.

"Don't cry. I'll be back."

SSS

Becky had strained at the ropes, but of course had gotten nowhere. She knew very well that Sam was an expert at knot tying. She heard hammering and drilling coming from the all over the house, but didn't see Sam again until nightfall. He ignored her when he came in the bedroom, and just set to work in there. She gasped when she saw what he was up to.

When he was finished he came over and untied her. "Come see what I've done with the place."

He led her out into the other room. There were bars on all the windows, just like she had seen him doing in the bedroom. All the drawers that had anything that could be used as a weapon were locked. All the doors had deadbolts on them, so that Sam could lock her in whatever room he wanted.

"I hope you like it," Sam said and stroked Becky's hair, "Because you're never going to leave it."

Becky looked at Sam's hulking frame and all the locks and realized that he was right. She screamed.

"Scream all you want. You know better than anyone that there's nobody around for miles. But, I just wish you would realize, I'm doing this for us. You were trying to kill our love."

Becky knew that she had done this to herself. She had nobody else to blame. It was funny how someone's idea of Heaven, could quickly turn into their idea of Hell.

The End