Something was wrong. Maybe they really shouldn't have pissed Rowena off. Too late now. They were paying for it. Big time.

Sam and Dean couldn't lie nor could the people around them. Literally. Not even in they wanted to which was hard in their line of work. It was like the brothers and everyone who talked to them was stuck in a bubble of honesty or something.

"I'm gonna kill that bitch." Dean scoffed, downing a full glass on whiskey in one go.

"We don't know where she is. We can't really do anything." Sam shrugged, stating the obvious.

"Not helping, Sam." Dean replied sarcastically.

"Out of everything she could've done, why this?" Sam asked.