After Buffy went out, Sam and Bobby looked at each other. "So you know about these 'others'?" Sam asked.
Bobby nodded, "Little. They are not the most helpful bunch to us hunters. They value their Slayers for doing the job. Feeling the are above the rest. At least in our opinions. They don't help much cause they say they have been doing this a lot longer and us mere mortals can't do the job a slayer can. I guess some of us hunters proved that wrong. Especially you Winchesters."
"If we were good, Dean wouldn't be where he is." Sam answered just as Buffy walked back in.
Both men looked at her. Sam got a flash of Dean, making it sting a bit. Bobby answered, "With these boys coming over as much as they did, hell yes," He motioned to the kitchen, "See what you can dig up. I'm gonna call someone, see if she can help."
Sam lead Buffy into the kitchen, He had to wonder, if these Watchers knew about him. What others called him, the Anti-christ. Scared of him. And did they send her after him. "You know, I ... appreciate your help but, I have to say, honestly, I can't get my hopes up. Things haven't ever worked out well for my family when it came to dealing with demons."