“We’ll see.” Eve held out a hand. “Needle,” she commanded. “We’re going to take a little sample and see what it does.”
She wasn’t gentle extracting Jack’s blood, but she did give the resultant wound a…
Dean kept a close eye on Sam as he worked. Finally the were pretty sure it was down to an isolated farmhouse in Iowa. He could tell his brother was nearing exhaustion.
“Sam get some sleep,” said Dean, watching the house. “We’ll hit it at dusk.” He checked his gun and sat down to keep watch.