Sadie and Ruby sat on the couch as Ruby tried in vain to wipe the blood from Sadie's face and hands. Sadie wouldn't have it, though. She fought Ruby at every swipe of her face, and finally Sadie grabbed the towel from Ruby's hands. She held the wet cloth over her face for a long time, just breathing in air moistened by the towel. She finally wiped her face as much as she could and got to her feet. She was a bit wobbly at first and she reached out a hand to Ruby for balance. Once she was steady, she looked at Ruby before walking down the hallway to her son's room.

The sight of Sam and John asleep in the boy's bed brought tears to her eyes. Sadie despised the fact that she was going to have to tear her son's life apart. Things had been so confusing for him already. Just the fact that he'd aged five times as fast as any other kid had been hard enough to deal with. Luckily, the few months since he'd been born had gone by quickly enough, and John really didn't know yet just how different he truly was. Sadie absolutely hated the fact that he was quickly going to find out.

Sadie took a deep breath and blinked back the tears that filled her eyes. She entered the room as quietly as possibly, trying not to wake John. She reached out a hand and touched Sam's shoulder. He moved incredibly fast, and before she even really saw it, Sam's hand shot up and wrapped around her wrist, squeezing hard enough to break the bone if he wanted to. His eyes flew open and for a moment, had a wild, alert look to them.

"Sam!" she hissed as the pain shot up her arm. "It's me!"

It took Sam a moment to realize who it was that was standing over him, but he finally did release the vice-grip he had on her wrist. She pulled back, rubbing the spot with her other hand. "Come on. We need to talk."

Sam only nodded before moving off the bed. He moved slowly, shifting John off his lap and onto the pillow. John stirred only once, and Sam reached down to touch the boy's forehead. Something about that simple contact made John shift right back into sleep mode. It had worked on Sam when he was young, too. He felt a tinge in his heart as he thought about John and what the boy's life was going to be like - considering the parents he had. He licked his lips and let out a small sigh before following Sadie out of the room to the kitchen.

They all sat down at the table while Sadie still babied the wrist that was already starting to bruise slightly. "Damn Sam. You can really hurt a girl's feelings with a grip like that."

Sam blushed slightly at the comment. He felt bad for freaking out on her. It was pure instinct. "Sorry," he said with a crocked smile.

Sadie brushed him off and leaned forward, resting her arms on the table in front of them. "Okay, here's the deal. I think I know where Dean is, BUT!" she interjected quickly, knowing ahead of time what Sam's reaction to her statement would be. "we need backup to go in there. And lots of it. We won't be able to fight them all off and get Dean out of there alive."

Sam started to speak the moment the words escaped her lips, but she cut him off quickly. The rest of her statement was not so reassuring. "Sadie, we don't have any backup. You know as well as anyone the kind of life we lead. It's not exactly like we can call in the PTA to come help us!"

Sadie shot Sam a "go to hell" look. "I am aware of that, Sam. Is Bobby around? I know he can make a few calls." Sadie had never met Bobby, but she knew all about the man. She'd certainly heard enough about him from Sam and Dean last summer in London.

Sam glanced at Ruby with a slightly worried expression. "Bobby's... around," he finally answered. He thought about Bobby, probably still passed out back at the hotel. "He went out last night and tumbled with a crossroads demon to try to find you."

Sadie sucked in a sharp breath. "What? Is he crazy?" she shot at Sam. "How could he be so stupid?"

Sam stood up quickly, very nearly knocking his chair over. "He was helping us find you, Sadie! And Dean! Dean is missing, remember! Those damned demons have got him, and we didn't know what else to do! Now if you know a way to get to Dean, you better start talking - and fast!"

Sadie took a deep breath and let it out slowly. Sam wasn't going to be easy to convince of the plan that she was already working out in her mind, but she knew better what had to be done than he did. "Alright, here's what we're going to do now. I'm going to get John and we're going to Bobby. Someone has to protect John during all this. If the demons get to him, it will be all over. You call Bobby right now. Tell him we need all the hunters he can find and we need them here NOW!" Sadie didn't give Sam a chance to argue nor to respond to what she said. She stood up and marched down the hall to her bedroom first, then a moment later, crossed the hall into John's room with two suitcases in her hands.

Sam wanted to argue with her, to demand that she tell him what was going on, but the bottom line was that Sadie was the only person who knew where Dean was and how to get to him. Sam needed her, and he knew that. He stood up slowly and made his way down the hall to the room where Sadie was angrily stuffing clothes from John's closet into the bag. He didn't say anything at first, just reached out a hand and wrapped it around hers that held the bag. "Why don't you let me do this. You can go pack your stuff."

Sadie stilled the moment his hand wrapped around hers, but she didn't look up at him right away. She stayed still for a moment before finally raising her head to look at Sam. "That kid is my life, Sam."

Sam nodded his head and gently took the bag from her. He reached out his other arm and pulled her to him in a hug. He held her tightly against him and rubbed her shoulder. "I know, Sadie. Don't worry. We're gonna protect him. I won't let anything happen to him. I swear to that."

Sadie allowed herself to lean against him for a moment. She wrapped her arms around him and held tight to him. She had to trust him now. She didn't have a choice. If Sam and Ruby could find her, so could the demons she'd been running from for so long. She nodded her head against this shoulder when he spoke about protecting John. She breathed in deeply as she tried to fight the tears. This time, though, she lost the battle and a few slipped slowly down her cheek. She stayed in Sam's hug for several minutes before she finally pulled back and wiped her face with her hands. "We've got to hurry," she said quietly. "We need to get John out of here before the demons track me back here."

Sam released the hug and looked down at her. She was a tough girl, but right now, she seemed so small to him. He nodded his head and circled around her to get into the closet she'd been pulling clothes out of. "I know we do. Go pack your things and we'll go to Bobby. We'll get some more people here, and we'll get John someplace safe."

Less than ten minutes later, the two bags of clothes and a few of Sadie's books were thrown in the back of the car and a still sleeping John had been transferred from his bed to the back seat. Sadie crawled in the back with him, pulling him into her lap and buckling the back seatbelt around them both. Sam and Ruby climbed in front and Sadie gave one last sorrowful look at the house. She'd only been living in it for a few months, but it had begun to feel like a real home to her. It was hard to see it go. She had the strangest feeling in the pit of her stomach that she'd never see that house again.

Sam pulled the car away from the curb and within minutes, was back on the highway and speeding towards the town where they'd left Bobby. They hadn't even reached the city limits when behind them, a loud explosion broke into the night silence and a huge fireball erupted into the sky. Sam watched in the rear view mirror as both Sadie and Ruby turned around to look behind them. Sadie felt tears once again fill her eyes as she turned back towards the front.

"Your house," Ruby said simply. All Sadie could do was nod.