Sam sat in the Impala. He was looking for Meg since they had put tracking devices inside themselves before facing Dick and then apparently Crowley.
On the computer screen, Sam noticed that he was getting closer to Meg with mile he drove. She was still the only dot on the screen, and he hoped that Meg would be able to get that information from Crowley.
From all this, Sam smiled. He knew when they come out of the other side, they'd make it. Then, and only then, would Crowley rue the day that double crossed them.
His search for Meg led him to an abandoned warehouse and knew it was the right place because the front was so heavily guarded. Like I'd use the front door, Sam thought to himself as he drove to the opposite side of the building where there weren't any demons posted. He parked and got out of the vehicle.
Sam walked along the side of the building and looked through the windows until he happened to see Meg tied up and half naked. He was grateful when he opened the window there weren't any demons, particularly Crowley, with her.
"Castiel?" he heard Meg say. Her voice sounded weak, but at least, she was conscious.
"No," Sam said. "It's Sam. How long have the demons been gone?"
"I don't know," she said feebly. "I just want to get out of here."
Sam knew they weren't going to like this, but they needed more information. "Do we know where Crowley sent Dean and Cas?" he asked her.
Meg sighed knowing what she'd have to do to find out. "No, he hasn't," she said, "but I haven't had much face time with him." She looked at Sam. "How long have I been here?"
"Over a week," Sam informed her.
Meg stopped and reevaluated. "I can stay until I can get the information," she said.
"Where do the demons stand?" Sam asked.
"In front of me," Meg answered.
Sam looked at the floor, made a face, looked up at the ceiling and smiled. "This could work," he said as he spied a chair off to the corner. "Do you trust me to get you out of here?"
Meg looked at him. "I just want to get out of here to find Castiel and Dean," she said.
"So that's a yes?" he asked her.
"That's as close to a yes you're getting," she told him.
Sam smiled took the chair and started drawing the Devil's Trap on the ceiling.
"Just hope I don't get stuck with them," Meg told him.
"You won't, and I'm going to be in here the whole the time," Sam said as he showed her Ruby's knife before Meg could protest. "I don't go anywhere with it."