"Okay." Emily whispered in the dark. She'd been sitting there alone for what felt like hours but she knew it could only have been a few short minutes. It wasn't long before Dean was crawling into her makeshift cave. She had originally thought he'd settle in next to her again, just the way that they used to be when they shared a hell together. But instead he stopped right in front of her.
She just stared at him for a second unsure of why he had that look on his face. Was it time to move? Did they need to leave? "Dean?" She started as he reached out for her hand. She looked at it for a second before she slipped hers into it. His fingers closed around hers and he started to gently tug her away from her safe haven.
"Wait. Where are we going? What are you doing?" She whispered to him in the dark, as he pulled her free from the blankets and cardboard and miscellaneous stacks of things. A sliver of light turned into a lot of light, that somewhat blinded Emily as the closet door was opened. Dean took advantage of her surprise by pulling her the rest of the way out of the closet.
Faith was packing things into a duffel bag and Emily looked at her curiously. "What's going on?" She asked, as she looked back up at Dean again.
"Em, it's time for you to go." Faith said softly, almost gentle for Faith as she walked closer with the expensive luggage draped casually over her shoulder. "You can't stay here. You know that."
"Oh, it's time to move on." Emily nodded her head at the two of them. She understood. You have to stay on the move before anything can track you down and pounce.