Sam knew that an angel had been shadowing him. If it wasn't Tophiel, it was an ally that he trusted. The voice is vaguely familiar and Sam nods, shifting to set his shoulder against the wall. He'd stirred up the demons and by god he was going to get some answers. Someone had to know where Dean and Crowley were. The demon killing knife flashed as the big hunter shifted and moved, taking down another demon with a quick, violent blow.

"Thanks." Sam draws the gun from his holster and fires, taking another demon and dropping them. Carving a Devils Trap on the bullet takes time, but damnit it's effective.

"I need one alive. I need answers."