"Dean? Dean?" It came out half sob, half shock. Sam was starring at Dean's lifeless, bloody body. He felt sick. He heard a door open somewhere and Bobby was there.

"I'm so sorry, kid."

Sam wanted to scream. Tears were openly rolling down his face. He expected Dean to open his eyes any second, smile, and say something completely ridiculous. But no matter how hard he looked, Dean's eyes stayed closed.

"I think the people that live here had better not see this," Bobby said.

Sam nodded limply. For the first time he raised his head and looked at the other body on the floor. It was hard to imagine that it had once been Ruby. Funny, he thought, how you don't miss someone at all until they were really gone. But then he looked back to Dean, completely forgetting about Ruby. His brother was gone. He was in Hell- suffering much more than Sam was at the moment.

"Where are they?" asked Bobby.

Sam felt like it had been ages since they had told the family to hide in the basement. He told Bobby to go to the basement. Then he passed out.

Sam was next in a hotel room. He was alone. He was waking up alone for the first time. Dean wouldn't be coming in with breakfast; they wouldn't travel off to hunt demons. He was alone. Or not.

Bobby came in, holding two cups of coffee. "Here," he said, handing one to Sam.

"Where's Dean?" Sam asked. Silence. "Bobby. Where is Dean?"

"I told the family to come out. When I got back, you were out on the floor. Dean's body was gone."

"Gone? How?"

"I don't know. I don't where, or how. But that doesn't mean that we can't still try to save him. We just need a lot of help," Bobby said.

"And the girl? Ruby's host?"

"She didn't make it, Sam. What happened?"

"She wasn't really Ruby. It was Lillith. I don't know where Ruby is. But the girls dead?" Sam asked.

"Yeah."

"Where is she?"

"I buried her. There was nothing I could do."

Sam felt a wave of exhaustion blow over him. "So what now?" he asked.

"I'm gonna have to leave you for a while, kid."

"Why?" Sam asked.

"Look, all those demons that were there all got away. They all left. We need to take care of them. And I've got to go look for anything that can help us get Dean back."

"Why can't I come?" asked Sam.

"Because you need to stay around here and wait."

"No!"

"Sam! Look, those demons out there are still looking for you. They still need a leader. And they're still going to be after you. And unless you want to do that, you need to stay safe."

Sam was too tired to argue. "Fine," he said. "For now. I'm too damn tired." A wave of nausea hit him. And just like that, he was out again.

When he woke up it was because he heard the lock clicking in the door. He assumed it was Bobby and sat up. Well, it wasn't. Actually, she was quite beautiful. But then the fact that he had no idea who she was and what was more what she was doing in his hotel room. "What's going on? Who are you? And more importantly, why are you here in my hotel room?"

"Relax Sam. I'm not going to hurt you."

"Which still leaves the question, who are you?"

"That doesn't matter. But what does matter is that Ruby needs your help."

"Ruby? But isn't she in Hell, or something?"

"That's the point. And you can get her out."

"How?"

"Summon her."

"That's it?"

"Well, she may be different than you remember her, but she'll come," the woman said.

"How do you know this?" asked Sam.

The woman rolled her eyes. "Do I really look stupid, Sam?" and her voice became dangerous.

"I don't know. Are you?"

"Don't play games with me Sam. Is it your intention to help Ruby, or is it not your intention to help Ruby?"

"Why would I want to help her? What did she ever do for me?"

The woman sprang across the room and pinned him against the wall. "She saved your ass more than once and you know it! I think you owe it to her this time."

The woman was very, very strong. Her grip made Sam gasp for breath though he tried not to show it. "Even if I wanted to help her, I don't have a clue how to find her."

"Just summon her."

"Fine. I'll help "save" Ruby. Whatever."

"Good," she smiled and walked back to the door. She opened it. "You might want to remember that Ruby can still help your brother." She cracked a grin and was gone- just like that.

The encounter had lasted five minutes at the most. But to Sam it felt much longer. Maybe it was because he felt very lightheaded, or maybe it was because he was still in shock. Either way he was all too glad to go back to sleep. But it was not easy, knowing that somewhere, Dean was in Hell.

It was an old basement of the oldest house in town. But it was here that Sam summoned Ruby. It wasn't the same. There was no rustle of wind, no strange noises. He didn't look up to see Ruby leaning against the wall. He sat back; angered that he had been lied to.

"Sam, I need your help." Sam heard it in his head. It was barely a mumble. But he knew her voice.

"Where are you?"

"I don't know." The words were very slurred.

"Well I can't very well help you then. Can I?"

"Look inside your mind's eye, Sam. Please hurry."

Sam envisioned her. It was very easy, as easy as hearing her speak to him. He saw her in an old house. The location formed in his mind, only a town away from where he was. The rest was very foggy, but he saw shadows and voices. He heard screaming. He knew he had to get there as soon as possible.

He would have thought that driving the Impala would be hard for him- a constant reminder that his brother was gone. Strangely enough, it calmed him. He felt like he had a piece of Dean to hold onto. There wasn't much thought for that, though, because even though Ruby's voice had faded from his mind, a feeling of strong urgency remained. And it stayed there until he got out of the car and walked down the street.

He had parked a block away. In his pocket, he had a flask of holy water. The houses in this neighborhood were very rundown and he felt self-conscious. Everyone lounging on their porches were looking curiously at him.

The door was locked, of course. He kicked it down. Hope that wasn't too loud, he thought. It didn't really matter, because as soon as he stepped inside he saw Ruby- whom he assumed was Ruby. And she did not look very good.

I'm not gonna lie, I know that this isn't written in very good grammer structure. But still, tell me what you think.