Several long hours of driving later, Bobby Singer was trying hard not to panic. He had observed several telltale signs that Sam was…well…different. First of all, the music was still blaring, which showed that he definitely wasn't in his right mind. Secondly he hadn't said a single word since they had started driving, but that might have been because Ruby was in the car. She wasn't exactly a bright ray of sunshine when it came to conversations. By themselves, these two things weren't exactly anything to worry about, and they could have been excused as a way of Sam dealing with his brother's death. However, there was a third problem that screamed something was amiss.

The main problem was that Sam was driving with his eyes closed, zipping in and out of gaps that the Impala shouldn't have fit into, plowing right through red lights, creating his own 'shortcuts,' and making all kinds of impossible maneuvers without hesitation.

It was terrifying.

And there was no stopping it. Bobby knew that if he talked to Sam he might suddenly lose all concentration—and then they would most certainly die. He was just glad it was night time, because if this little adventure had taken place during rush hour things would have been a lot worse.

He felt like he was the only sane person in the car. An hour ago he had turned to Ruby for help, but she had just smiled at him and laughed at his distress—which pissed him off to no end.

Sam suddenly pulled into another intersection—right into the path of a huge tractor-trailer.

Bobby gasped, his heart pounding—there was no escape this time—his eyes watched with horror as the truck careened right at them—a horn blared—

And the Impala passed right through the truck and flew down the road as if nothing had happened.

Bobby sat there with his mouth hanging open and his knuckles white from clutching the seat. "We…we just…"

"We just went through that truck." Ruby finished sweetly, "Isn't this exciting?"

"I think I'm gonna be sick…" Bobby choked, feeling his stomach churning.

Ruby raised her eyebrows. "Are you upset about something?"

"Am I upset?" Bobby shouted, "Am I upset? Do you really have to ask?"

"Oh be quiet, you'll disturb Sam." Ruby replied, looking back out her window.

Bobby glared at her for a few seconds and then turned back around in his seat. He looked at the clock—it was 6:09 in the morning. As Sam swerved around another car Bobby sighed in defeat and then leaned back in his seat and shut his eyes, guessing that it was best not to see the impending doom.

The car continued swerving and speeding along for several more miles before it came to a screeching halt.

Bobby's eyes snapped open and he looked around. They were sitting in the middle of the road, headlights dimly illuminating a sign that said 'Welcome to Perryopolis' in faded blue letters.

Suddenly the music, which had been blaring ever since they had got in the car, stopped abruptly. Bobby turned and saw that Sam had ejected the tape and was staring around, completely bewildered.

"What? No more music?" Ruby said sarcastically, "Too bad…it was almost growing on me…"

"What…what's going on?" Sam asked, his voice sounding small and frightened.

"We're here." Ruby said. "Perryopolis. We made excellent timing."

Bobby glared at her and turned back to Sam, "What's the last thing you remember?"

Sam concentrated. "I—I don't know. It's all a blur. Uh…I remember getting in the car and turning on the music. I drove for a little while…but…what time is it?"

Bobby glanced at his watch. "Almost 7:00."

"What?!" Sam gasped. "No…no, that can't be right. We just started driving!"

"Sam…" Bobby said carefully, "You drove for hours."

Sam's mouth dropped open, aghast, "But…but I don't remember any of it!"

"That's probably for the best…" Ruby muttered.

"What? What do you mean?" Sam asked worriedly.

Bobby shook his head. "Nothing. It's nothing to worry about, Sam. You just used your powers again…to drive. But we're here now, and we're fine—"

"What do you mean I used my powers to drive? How is that possible?"

"It was nothing, really," Bobby rambled, "You just…drove…really fast…with your eyes shut…through…trucks…"

"What?!"

"Sam, it doesn't matter, okay?" Ruby interrupted. "We're here, we made great timing, and Lilith won't expect us to find her this soon, so we have an advantage, alright?"

"But—"

"No buts, Sam. Let's worry about the task at hand. We're here to kill Lilith and all the demons that stand in our way. Nothing else."

Sam opened his mouth to say something else but then shut it and nodded. He opened his door and got out of the car, and the others followed suit.

"So..." Bobby said, "Do we have a plan?"

Ruby nodded. "Sam does."

"I do?" Sam said, confused.

Ruby rolled her eyes. "Yes, you do."

They were all silent for a few seconds and then Sam looked up, "This plan…involves my powers, doesn't it?" he said hesitantly.

"Ding ding ding! Give the boy a prize!" Ruby said, clapping Sam on the shoulder.

Sam winced. He looked up at Bobby, his eyes full of fear.

"It's okay, Sam." Bobby said comfortingly. "You don't have to do anything big yet...just try to find out exactly where she is…like before."

"Right…" Sam said, relieved. That couldn't be too hard, right? He shut his eyes, concentrating on finding Lilith. Images instantly flashed in front of his eyes: people screaming, blood, flaming buildings. A woman sobbed uncontrollably as she ran from a shadowy figure…a little girl cried under her bed as a demon snuck into her room with a knife. It was overwhelming…so much blood, so much pain. Sam felt horrified, but at the same time… No! He pulled back and focused again. Lilith. He had to find Lilith. He could sense her—she was there—

"She's in the high school…" he whispered. He could faintly hear Bobby saying something beside him, but he ignored him and focused deeper, searching—searching—

There. It was her. She had a different body, but he knew it was her—he could sense it. She was standing next to a window, staring out at the flaming chaos with satisfaction. Suddenly she turned and looked right at him. Sam felt rage burning up inside of him at the sight of her. He was furious—this was the demon that held Dean's contract, this was the demon that had sent his brother to Hell. His rage twisted and grew with each passing second—

"Sam." She said, her eyes narrowing, "What a nice surprise…"

"Lilith…"

Miles away from the high school, outside of town…

"Where did he go?" Bobby said, panicked. "He was just here. How could he just disappear like that?"

Ruby shook her head and jumped into the driver's seat of the Impala. "He's gone after Lilith…"

"What?!" Bobby shouted. "Alone?!"

"Get in the car." Ruby demanded. She turned the key in the ignition and the Impala roared to life. Bobby opened the passenger side door and climbed inside. "Why would he go after her by himself? He knows how dangerous that is!"

Ruby pressed her foot down on the gas pedal and the car took off down the road. "No, he doesn't. Not anymore."

Sorry this chapter's so short, but I had to set up Sam and Lilith's fight…which begins in the next chapter. :)

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