Dean called for Sam, his voice echoing through the thick forest. He felt as if only the full bright moon could hear him calling. The hunter paused when he noticed something dark on the ground. Blood. There were footprints leading him deeper into the woods, and he followed, unsure if he was walking right into a trap. It didn't really matter, not if it was Sammy on the line. He spotted a dim light up ahead, maybe a window? Headlights? He couldn't tell. Once Dean approached he realized it was a window, and coming up to the door, he pushed it open a little allowing him to see inside. Sam was inside tied to a chair and in the corner Crowley's minions were in a conversation.
Dean smashed open the door, chucking an angel blade at the first demon. As he collapsed to the floor, the other demon rushed after Dean. Dean grabbed his arm and flipped him over onto his back. Dean managed to recover the angel blade and stabbed him right in the chest. The instant the demon was dead, Dean ran over to Sam, untying him from the ropes that held him. "Are you ok?" Dean asked, only slightly out of breath. "I'm fine." Sam replied, wiping the blood from his face. "Then let's get out of here." Dean told Sam.
The Impala roared down the road as the moon shined upon its glistening black paint. "Where we heading?" Sam asked, breaking the silence. "Back to the bunker." Dean answered as he pushed down on the gas a little more. "Why? Where did you wanna go?"
Sam replied to him calmly, like he didn't just get taken by demons. "Nowhere, I just wanted to know that's all."
"Are you sure Sammy? Maybe we could head to the bar or something?"
"No, it's fine, besides we should probably go see if Kevin has gotten anything from the demon tablet."
"Ok, let's get going then." Dean answered as he hit the gas, making Sam jolt in his seat.
Dean put the car in park when they reached the bunker, and walked out, Sam followed him inside. He opened the door and walked down the stairs, seeing Kevin at the table eating a burger while looking intently at the tablet at the other end of the table.
"Is that my burger?" Dean shouted. Kevin jumped in fright, his wide eyes staring right at the enraged hunter. "No, no I uh got this uh…" He didn't have an explanation. Dean started to roar again "Did you eat my pie too?!" Kevin looked down and stared at the empty pie box. "Uhh." That was all he could say.
Dean started to come after him, and Kevin instantly spun around and took off down the hall. Dean turned back to Sam. "He ate my pie, Sam." His voice sounded as if someone had just shot his puppy. Dean went down the hallway after the prophet while Sam just stood there in shock. "Poor, poor Kevin, what did you get yourself into now?" He whispered to himself.