The back seat again. Linka was quiet. She leaned against the window looking out. It was raining. She watched the water droplets race down the window and eventually blow off. She had been quiet since they left Louisiana. She felt empty and sad. It had been a long goodbye with her father. He tried to convince her that she should go back and be with him, but she reminded him of their family tradition of not returning to the family for five years. She felt guilty about not telling him, but it was for his and her safety. She had almost cried when they drove away and she saw her father waving at her. Almost, she told herself that she would not let them see her cry. It was weak and she was not.

"So, Linka." She turned to see Sam with his head twisted back so he could see her. "Any news?"

"No." She said quietly. She realized that she must be dragging the mood down. "Sorry." She said. "So, the information I got from the demon." She paused. "It was about the colt." She said bluntly.

"The colt, where is it?"

"Right now, it's in Russia."

"Great, so let's just pop over there and get it." Dean said sarcastically.

"They keep moving it, so it is probably somewhere else by now."

"Can you figure out where it is again?"

"No, unless I find a way to channel demons without the side effects."

"Well can you not have the side effects?" Dean asked.

"I can try, but do you know how hard it is to channel a demon and not get possessed?"

"Can' say that I do."

"Well it's hard, I have to let them in but retain control, then I have to take what I want from them. Let me tell you demons don't like to give up information to me."

"So can you do it?" Dean asked.

"If you want me to try I could."

"Dean."

"What?"

"You saw what happened last time she tried. You shouldn't force her."

"Sam, I can hear you." She said as she moved her head in between them.

"Linka you don't have to do it if you don't want."

"Well thanks for that, because it's your opinion that I really need." She said in her snarky manner.

"What is your problem?"

"My problem?"

"Yeah, you have had a major attitude since I met you."

"Maybe that's just the way I am. Have you thought of that? I mean you said it yourself I'm like thirteen or something."

"That isn't an excuse."

"I don't have to answer to you or be sorry to you if I don't want and right now I don't." Her voice was hard.

"Can you two settle down?" Dean said.

"I would stop if he would." Linka said. "I mean he is the adult and I'm the minor so he should know better."

"Sam apologize to her."

"What? She's the one…"

"Sam just do it you don't want to piss off the girl you can summon angels." Sam looked at his brother then to Linka.

"Sorry."

"I forgive you." She said triumphantly. "You should listen to him more." She said to Sam as she leaned back on the seat.

The hotel had one room left. Linka looked at the two beds and threw her stuff on one of them. She looked back to see the brothers walking in.

"Well it looks like you two get to share." She said as she perched herself on the edge of her bed.

"Flip you for it." Dean said quickly.

"Fine." Dean pulled a quarter from his pocket.

"Call it." He flipped it

"Heads" Dean caught it.

"Oh sorry but thanks for playing." He threw himself on the bed leaving Sam with the floor or chair.