"No, no, she doesn't have it!" Harley protested. "After they stuffed you in the log, I followed them and grabbed it and hid it. It's safe!"
Sam relaxed. A tad. "Why did they come after us anyway?" he asked. "We don't fit the profile of the other vics."
"They know you guys are hunters."
"How?"
"Auntie Gee is a seer."
"This just keeps getting better and better," Dean groaned.
"She can't see very far," Harley admitted. "And she misses a lot, but – she saw you two coming."
"Great." Eyes narrowing, Dean leaned in close to Harley. "So - what about you?"