"He's probably looking for us," Sam said. It was a reasonable assumption. Dean had shown by example several times that he would tear the world apart to find Sam. Sam would do the same, to find Dean, but he wasn't panicking yet. "Either that, or he's found some girl to hit on." He smiled a little. He loved his brother, but Dean certainly had his faults. He supposed he did too.
"We'll find him, and then we'll figure out what's happening here," Sam stated. Always the optimist, Sammy, a voice taunted from within his mind. Sam looked to Cas, and refused to acknowledge the words he'd heard. It wasn't just the tiny voice in his mind, but to acknowledge Lucifer there was to give him power.