"Liar. You hurt everyone you've ever known. There's a little piece of Lucifer in you. Always. And that's all your life will ever bring - misery and pain for those around you."

Harry huffed in annoyance and wished he could scratch at his neck. Holy ground, confessional and now blood injections. It was a ritual but for what. What was the hell was Sam doing? And how was this torture - what was going to happen when he was done. "You keep looking at your watch - why?"