Her alertness increases, shaking her head as she finally lets the room come into focus. She twists away from the hand that's reaching for her head, but doesn't actually have very far to go. It had been a long time since she'd seen Sam staring at her from this angle and she swore that she'd never let it happen again.

Yet here she is. Tied up by Sam Winchester. Part of her realizes that it was Meg before, that it wasn't really Sam, but it looked like Sam and so does this.

"Yeah, I'm awake. Untie me, Sam."