Sam was at the end of his rope.
Eight long days Dean had been missing, and he and Garth were no closer to finding him.
There's a knock at the door, and he wearily pulls himself off the bed to answer.
There are two guys on the other side. One is at least as tall as he is, maybe taller, blonde hair, blue eyes, the other is about Dean's height, with dark hair and hazel eyes.
Tall one smiles.
"Hey, I'm Sean, and this is Rick. We're friends of Detective Ballard's, and we're going to help you find your brother."