He closed the gap between them with great haste and pulled her arm.

"Changes of plans, you're coming with me."

She wasn't sure if it was the wisest to follow him or not. Yet, the alternative were suited agents who wanted her for God-only-knows-what and one in particular that is not going to be particularly happy when he wakes up. She wasn't prepared to face that. She'd take her chances with Winchester.

He led her down towards the parking lot, taking the long way of course, when he spoke. "Can we take your car?"

She nodded as she began to quickly lead him to her truck. She suddenly stopped, instinctively reaching for her keys. "Damn," she cursed, "They have all my things."

She looked at him and then at her truck. "You said you can hotwire?"

With a heave she opened the driver's door. The old hinges protested loudly. "Go ahead, hotwire it!" she pressed, as she kept her eyes peeled for anyone looking for them.