They had been there for nearly an hour, and Evy had barely responded. She seemed to have slipped right past the frantic, worried stage that Sam was expecting right into shock. Jody was speeding towards them, as were two hunter friends of hers that she'd called. Jordan had come in right behind Sam and Dean, and was doing all he could to get Evy to eat something. Dean came down the hall, took a look at Evy on the couch, and asked,

"Sam, can I talk to you?"

Sam looked up from his place next to Evy on the couch. The look in Dean's eyes worried Sam all over again.

"Sure." Sam turned back to Evy. "We'll be back. Okay?" When she didn't respond, Sam asked, "Jordan?"

"I got it." Jordan said.

Jordan took his seat next to Evy, who still made no move to indicate she knew what was happening. Sam dragged himself to the twins' bedroom with Dean.

"You smell that?" Dean asked.

The scent nearly overwhelmed Sam. Sulfur. It had been three decades, but it meant only one thing.

"Sulfur."

"Sulfur." Dean confirmed. "Which means one thing."

"Demons." Sam said, his heart filling with dread.

"Son of a bitch!" Dean exclaimed. "It's been thirty damn years! What the hell would they want with us now?"

"That's assuming we're the target and not…"

"BOBBIE!"

Evy's scream from the living room brought Sam and Dean running. They arrived to find Cass standing in the living room, holding Bobbie and handing her to a distraught Evy. Evy was frantically examining the still bloody Bobbie, asking questions faster than the frightened little girl could answer them.

"Are you okay? What happened? Where's Daddy and Sammy? Why are you bloody?"

"Hey, hey. Baby, calm down." Sam said. "Give Bobbie some air."

"We need to know where they are." Evy protested.

"Baby, listen." Ssam said, grabbing Evy's cheeks with both hands. "I know you want to ask Bobbie what happened. But she's hurt and scared right now. Let Dean take a look at her first."

Evy nodded.

"Dean?"

Dean picked up and examined the still distraught Bobbie. He looked at Sam and nodded grimly, confirming the silent suspicion between them.

"Okay. Cricket, listen to me. Bobbie has a broken nose. I know it scares you, but you need to let Cass heal her."

"No." Evy said automatically.

"Baby, you've got two options right now. You can let Cass heal her, or we take her to the ER. Bobbie's in a lot of pain right now. If Cass heals her, we go right back to searching. If he doesn't, then we have to use up time that could be spent finding Mickey and Sammy at the hospital."

Evy was panicked now, her breath coming in short, labored hitches. It broke Sam's heart, and he wanted nothing more than to just hold her and tell her everything would be okay. But right now she needed him to be firm, or she risked wasting time that could be used to find Mickey and Sammy.

"If Cass thought there was any chance at all that healing Bobbie would hurt her, he'd tell you. Right, Cass?"

"Correct." Cass answered.

"Mommy?"

Evy looked over towards Bobbie, who still sat in Dean's lap a few feet away. Her nose had stopped bleeding, but she was still crying steadily. Evy could see in her face she was trying to be brave, but it was a momentous struggle. Evy swallowed her uncertainty and consented. "Okay. Do it."

"DeeDee, I want mommy."

Dean walked over and handed Bobbie to Evy, who gave her another hug and turned her so she was facing Cass.

"Just close your eyes and it'll stop hurting in a minute."

"Okay, mommy." Bobbie said quietly.

Bobbie closed her eyes and Cass got to work. Twenty seconds later, her nose was back in place and pain free, all the blood was gone, and the scrapes on her hands and knees were gone. Bobbie took her hands and gingerly felt her nose, amazed it was back to normal.

"You fixed it!"

"I did. Are you in pain anywhere else?" Cass asked.

"No. All better now." Bobbie said.

"Okay. Bobbie, listen. We need to know what happened. Start at the beginning, sweetie. Did you see who took you?" Sam asked.

"No. I woke up and I was in a room somewhere."

"Do you know where?" Sam asked.

Bobbie shook her head. "No."

"Keep going, kiddo. What happened next?"

"I woke up first and I was with Daddy and Bubby. I woke them both up and I told Daddy about Sammy being sick." Bobbie said.

"Sammy's sick?" Evy asked, panic briefly coming back.

"He was coughing a lot and said his head hurt real bad." Bobbie said.

"Oh, no…"

"Evy, look at me." Sam said. "You cannot panic. Sammy's with Mickey, he'll be okay. Bobbie needs you right now."

Evy nodded firmly. "Keep going, honey. What happened next?"

"Daddy asked me to walk around the room and try to find a way out. He said he was gonna lay Sammy down and help me."

"He said he was? Why didn't he help you?" Evy asked.

"I looked under the door and saw someone coming first. Whoever it was opened the door before I could get up and slammed it into my nose."

"Is that how you got hurt?" Sam asked.

"Yeah." Bobbie said. "I tried to go to Daddy, but the door was open and he told me to run as fast as I could." Bobbie suddenly started crying again.

"Bobbie? What is it, baby?"

"I shouldn't have run away. I should've stayed with Daddy and Bubby." Bobbie sobbed.

Sam started to tell her she did the right thing, but Evy finally gained back a bit of her resolve. She grabbed Bobbie and rocked her a bit, until Bobbie finally calmed down and Evy could talk to her.

"Listen to me. You did the right thing listening to Daddy and running. I know you were hurt and scared, but it was very brave for you to do that. I'm proud of you. DeeDee and some friends of his are going out to find Daddy and Sammy. They will bring them home. Right?"

"You bet we will, kiddo." Dean assured her.

"I'm sorry, mommy. I was supposed to remember where I was going so I could tell you where they were, but I was so scared I forgot…"

"Bobbie, stop. It is not your fault. Okay? None of this is your fault." Evy said.

"I want my Daddy and Bubby." Bobbie said sadly.

"You'll get them back, sweetheart. But I'm so happy you're safe." Evy said, pulling a still crying Bobbie to her. "Come here, mommy's got you."

Dean, unable to take Bobbie's crying, stepped outside and phoned Jody to see how far away she was. He updated her on what Bobbie had said, and agreed to meet her on the other side of town. By the time he came back inside, Jordan was carrying a sleeping Bobbie to her bed.

"I'm leaving to meet Jody, kiddo. You stay here with Bobbie."

"Do you know where they are?" Evy asked.

"Not yet. But we will. And I'll call you soon as we do."

Evy nodded. "Get them back."

"You bet. I love you, baby girl."

"Love you too."

Dean left, and Evy was alone with Sam. She was looking at a photo on the wall, the last family photo they had all taken together. Sam made his way over and took a look at the photo.

"I remember that day."

Evy smiled. "Me too. Sammy still talks about catching that fish."

"We'll find them." Sam said.

"I just keep thinking, why didn't I hear them?"

"Just like you told Bobbie, you can't blame yourself." Sam reminded her.

"This is something supernatural, isn't it?" Evy asked. "That's why you didn't insist on calling the police."

Sam reluctantly told her the truth. "Yeah. It is. Dean smelled sulfur in the kids' room. Which means…"

"Demons." Evy answered. "I remember a little."

"We don't know how long they've been missing. Or what's happening to them…"

"You can't think about that. It'll drive you crazy." Sam said.

"I can't help it." Evy said, the tears starting to come again. "Daddy, where are they?"

As Evy broke down into Sam's shoulder, he wished desperately that he could tell her he knew. That everything would be okay once Mickey and Sammy got home. But instead he only said what he knew for sure.

"I don't know."