Dean had been right about Sam. Kayla sat next to him at the top of the stairs, listening to their conversation about how Ruby could help Sam save his brother. She apparently thought his psychic abilities could be honed in time to kill Lilith before midnight. None of it sounded like good news to Dean, and he had heard enough.

He walked down the stairs. "So that's you huh? Our slutty little Yoda."

"Dean." She turned around. "Charming as ever." Kayla walked up behind him and she looked at her. "Can't you keep your dog on a leash?"

Dean smirked. "I knew you'd come. I knew Sam wouldn't listen. But you're not going to teach him anything, you understand me? Over my dead body."

"Huh." She laughed. "Well you're right about that."

"You are going to give me that knife. And then you're going to crawl back into whatever slop you came from and never bother us again."

"You're brother is carrying a bomb inside of him and we'd be stupid not to use it."

"Dean, just…"

"Sam, don't." He shot at him. "Can't you see this is a trick? She wants you to buy into this whole demonic power, crap, thing. Hell, she probably wants you to become her little antichrist superstar."

"I want Lilith dead, that's it."

"Right, because you were human once. And you like kittens, and long walks on the beach."

"I'm so sick of proving myself to you! If you want to save yourself this is how, you dumb, spineless dick!"

He nodded and promptly punched her in the face. She looked shocked to say the least, and came right back at him. When Sam tried to stop her she punched him too. After a quick but violent match Dean stopped and grinned at her.

"What are you grinning at?"

"Missing something?" He held up her knife.

"I'll kill you, you son of a bitch!" She started after him but was caught in the devil's trap.

He smiled and pocketed the knife. "Like I said, I knew you were coming. Come on Sam."

"Are you just too stupid to live?" She yelled at him as they walked up the stairs. "Fine, you deserve hell! I wish I could be there to smell the flesh burning off your bones. I wish I could be there to hear you scream!"

"Yeah well, I wish you'd shut your pie hole but we don't all get what we want."

Kayla went slower than they did up the stairs, she still wasn't sure they should be taking this path. She caught a quick look at Ruby.

"This will be the end of him you know, he's going to die if he goes in like this."

She didn't respond. All she could do was follow the guys and pray she wasn't right. While the guys prepared the ammunition she went out to the front porch, it was easier to keep herself composed if she wasn't looking at him.

Inside, Sam wasn't exactly on board either. "Are we just gonna let Ruby rot down there? Dean, what if I really can stop Lilith?" He grimaced when he looked at him. "Stop looking at me like that."

"What you're just gonna give her the Carrie stare and she goes poof?"

"I don't know what Ruby meant. Maybe we should just go ask her."

"Sam you wanted the knife, I got you the knife."

"Dean all I'm saying is that last time, Lilith snapped her fingers and got thirty demons on our ass and all we got is one knife? It's like you said, we go in smart or we don't go in at all."

"Well this isn't smart."

"If there's a surefire way we should at least talk about it!"

"No. Don't you see the pattern? Dad's deal, my deal, now this. Every time one of us is up the creek the other one is begging to sell their soul. That's all this is Sam, Ruby's just jerking your chain down the road. You know what it's paved with and you know where it's going."

"What are you afraid of? This is me, I can handle it. If it'll save you…"

"Why even risk it?" How could he get through to him? When was this kid ever going to just shut up and listen to him?

"Because you're my brother. Because you did the same thing for me."

"And look how that turned out. Sammy all I'm saying is that you're my weak spot, and I'm yours."

"You don't mean that, we're family."

"Yeah and they sure as hell know it. They're using it against us."

"So we just stop looking out for each other?"

"We stop being martyrs. We stop spreading it for these demons. We take this knife, and go after Lilith our way. The way dad taught us to. If we go down, at least we go down swinging."

He shook his head. "And that's all great for us Dean, it's what we do. Go down in a hail of fire, we're hunters, always have been." Sam checked the room to make sure she was still outside. "But what about her? You're going to send her in half cocked to go down swinging?"

"Absolutely not." He put the knife in his bag. "She's not going."

"What do you mean she's not going?"

"She'll go to Indiana with us because I gotta put it straight to you Sammy, I gotta spend some time with her. But when it gets to be that time, she's not going. She sleeps, we walk."

"She sleeps. Dude, she's not that stupid."

"No," he held up a plastic bag that had a small pile of crushed powder in the corner. "But she'll get thirsty."

He was kind of stunned. "You'd do that to her?"

"To save her life? You bet your ass."