Team – Faith, Dean, John & f!Ben, rescuing Sam!
In a fight like this there was very few that Faith would trust to watch her back as much as the Winchesters. While she favored blades over guns, she couldn't deny how effective they were with their weapons. She barely had to use her sword, only needing to slice through any attackers who managed to dodge the bullets that were flying around as she pushed forward, her ears straining for any sign of her boyfriend.
Her heart almost stopped when she heard his voice calling back. He was alive. He was conscious. Anything else he may or may not have been would have to wait until after they got him out of the building.
She followed the sound of his shouting, Slayer senses focused entirely on the sound of his voice as she trusted the others to handle the fight. When she reached what she hoped was the right door, she tested its weight before she slammed a kick against it, hard enough to make the barrier crumple and fall back.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment as she took in the sight of her boyfriend, far too much blood staining his face.
"Sam..." she all but murmured his name before she dashed forwards, shifting her sword to her left hand as she pulled out a smaller dagger with her right, almost skidding as she knelt by his side to start cutting at the ropes binding him to the chair. "Oh my god, what did she do to you?"
Was the blood his? Or, god help them, had Eve been telling the truth in her taunts and forced a demon's blood into him? She never questioned if he would give in, if he would drink willingly. As much as she knew he was addicted, she also believed absolutely that he was stronger than that, that he would be able to resist. But how much damage had Eve done?