Emily was working up enough excitement for three, but Faith kept her eyes locked on Dean. Just in case he was going to freak out or do something insane. What? This was Dean Winchester. Sometimes Faith wondered if he wasn't a bigger drama queen than even Angel.
"She's been here the whole time." She said, keeping her voice calm as she watched him. "We just got swept up in whatever it was that brought her here." Faith's shoulders dropped as she finally pulled one of the business cards she swiped from the bakery out of her pocket.
"Here," She said, handing the card to Dean. "She lives above this bakery. It's just a few blocks away. Shouldn't take you long."
"Dean, you know what this means." Emily suddenly interjected. "She didn't just leave."