Lana didn't do the speed limit. It had been way too long.

She'd been expecting some kind of communication from Sam, though not exactly this. However, she understood the reasons for his cryptic message. Once upon a time she'd been on the run, and it had to be harder to hide from angels and demons than Lex Luthor, or even Clark with all his powers.

She did as she was told, as fast as she could manage, and was waiting in the room in record time.