Leave it to Sam to get sappy over a few sleeping pills. Dean isn't concerned with who may or may not deserve the pills - though the people of the camp have put them up, Dean doesn't feel any sense of obligation toward them. He's been working for his share just like anyone else. Aside from the first meal, there have been no favors.

"Nothing," Dean replies, readily accepting the subject change. A couple of days ago, he finally got it out of Laura - the no-nonsense woman who greeted them when they first arrived and whose name he finally learned - that the party should only have been gone for a few days at most. It seems less and less likely that they'll be coming back at all.

"I'm gonna give it a couple more days, then I'm just gonna go after it myself." He may be able to figure out where they went on his own - and if not, at least he'd be doing something other than sitting around.