"So do you feel better having your little sister home?" Sam asked as he laid in bed that night.

"I wasn't worried about her being gone," Abby tried to clarify. "I was concerned that being with Bobby might trigger bad memories. She seems like a very happy newlywed, so their honeymoon must have been all they wanted it to be."

"You knew Bobby would take great care of her if something like that happened, right?"

"I know. It's juts like how you trust yourself more than anyone else to take care of me, Nate or Dean. I feel the same toward Tasha. The years I was gone didn't change that."

"You're a big-hearted woman, Abby. You think about others and worry about them. You take care of them before you take care of yourself. Remember that you don't need to be Superwoman. You have people here to help."

"I feel like I'm losing Nate sometimes. He spends more time with everyone else than he does with me."

"Do you want me to get a job so you can stay home with him?" Sam offered. "I could find something in town."

"No. I have it good. I know I do. I get to work with my sister and have my husband raise our son."

"We raise our son, Abby. It's not a one-parent job."

"He's just getting so big so fast."

"He'll be six months old soon," Sam abruptly stopped. It hadn't hit him until then that Nate would be six months old in less than a week.

He tried to not let his anxiety get to Abby so she could get some sleep. After she was dreaming, Sam went to get the guys from their slumber.

They sat in the library in the dead of night. They made notes and searched books. They didn't know if the demon would come for Nate, but they wanted to be prepared if he did. They knew they also needed to protect Abby that night.

"The best way to protect both of them is to separate them," Bobby said. "If we have them in two places, theoretically the demon can't be both places at once."

"Okay. Then where are we supposed to have them?" Dean was short with everyone because he was upset with himself. Why hadn't he thought of this before? He'd always looked after Sammy and now it would make sense that he would look after Sammy's family, too. How could he have forgotten something as important as Nate's turning six months.

Joshua and Jefferson looked at Dean, but didn't say a word.

"We're all tense here, Dean. Let's try to keep our emotions in check or we'll never figure it out," Bobby's rough voice was soothing.

After some more minutes of individual research and notes, Bobby said, "You know that cabin that we had our honeymoon in?"

"Yeah," Dean was confused about the change in topic.

"My friend that owns that place hasn't stayed there in years. His name is Lucas. He lived there with his wife and baby girl until the night the demon came. He lost both of them. He rebuilt it because it was his home, but he couldn't live there again. It could be that since the demon has already marked that place with a six month death that it won't go back there for another one," Bobby suggested.

"Are you sure?" Sam was afraid to get his hopes up.

"It's just a theory, Sam. It is also a small place that would be easy to reinforce with salt and other protective barriers. We could use the same barriers that I have around here," Bobby drank some more coffee.

"Who helped you set your house up?" Dean asked.

"Your dad, Pastor Jim, Caleb . . . I think that was it."

"So that leaves you to remember everything that you guys did," Dean sighed.

"Did you keep records? Directions of what you did?" Joshua asked.

"Somewhere," Bobby gave them a less than helpful look. "The first place I'd look would be our family bible. Other than that, you know how my filing system is."

"Well, we managed to get through the books and we thought that would be a never-ending job," Sam drew in a deep breath. "I guess we just switch to your papers now."

"Sam, I'm glad you got us up. We needed to get moving on this. But, if we don't get some sleep, we're not going to find what it is that we need. Let's call it a night and start first thing in the morning," Bobby looked into Sam's frantic eyes and wished he could just make the answer appear out of thin air.

"We'll be staying until we know everyone is safe," Joshua said. "I might have some contacts that can help."

"We're going to make sure that Nate and Abby are alright, Sammy," Dean put his arm around Sam and led him out of the library. "We're not going to let anything happen to them. Try to get some sleep."

"I haven't told Abby," Sam whispered to Dean. "Do you think I should?"

"Let her get one more good night's sleep before her world is turned upside town. There's nothing more we can do tonight anyway."

Sam sadly nodded.

"I love you, Sammy," Dean gave him a hug. "I'm not going to let anything bad happen."

Dean watched Sam slip back into his bedroom and wished he had more evidence to back up his promise.