One month equals ten years in Hell. Every day here was 121 days in hell. No one came back the same, even after a day.

Time was going to be important. They needed to get her out of there somehow and some hunter alive or dead had to know how to pull a demon back out of hell. He just needed a set of directions and he would do it himself.

He couldn't lose her - not now. Not with everything that was happening.

And he needed to find the one responsible. Someone needed to investigate the scene and figure out if it was a hunter or a demon who did this. Find clues and track them down. And then Sam personally was going to find out why they had done this, and he swore it was going to be the last thing they ever did.

But his focus was on his son at the moment, because there was a chance they would never be able to find her exorciser, or a way to get her back. Then they would just have to wait for her to crawl back out on her own... and that could be something that could be longer than Michael's own lifetime.

"We'll find some way to help her, I promise. I won't leave any stone unturned."