Team – Faith, Dean, John & f!Ben, rescuing Sam!
No shiny sword or Scythe, of course, but Ben was still armed to the teeth to get this done, both with his own protections and with the extras to replace spent weapons and give his uncle something to protect and defend himself with – provided Sam would be able to, which Ben hoped to God was the case. It was slightly more cumbersome that having just his own weapons and weight, but it was also what Ben was used to, even if his dad hadn't.
Shooting one last glance at Dean – who looked as though he wanted to issue another five or ten orders in some quiet paternal anxiety about having his son, grown or not, be in a fight next to him for the first time in Dean's memory – he offered up a quiet prayer (heard by Castiel, no doubt, but aimed further still, toward God) and turned back to Faith as she spoke.
"Let's do this," he muttered, checking the straps on the bag of spare weaponry straps to him before raising the crossbow to move into the building and the middle of the fight that started as soon as they had. It was used twice, on the two closest guards who were clearly a vamp-faced vampire and a demon, his efforts working alongside the others to open a window for Team Rescue Sam to break around the fight.
With just a nod, John gestured for Faith and Dean to take lead through the hole that Ben and the others had just opened for them. As Dean did so, John fell into step behind him, attention on the spaces behind them. First, it was to first pick off any reachable fighters on the Wolfram & hart side, cold but efficient and with extreme prejudice. Then it was to keep from being taken unawares as they moved further into the warehouse, following that distance between the front entrance and finding the cell Sam was being held in.
John didn't, and likely would never, pray for things to be alright. Instead, he put all the focused stubbornness he was known for into the determination that this would work, that Sam would be able to walk out of this building and that they weren't going to find him in a state they couldn't make mostly right with just a rescue.