The last time Dean disappeared, Saffron had found Sam in the Hub and had gotten drunk with him. This time, Sam was the one who was gone and she found she couldn't drink, maybe because of before, when the situation had been reversed.

They'd been there for each other through some gorram tough times, and now she couldn't imagine him not on the island.

Saffron only had a vague idea of what Dean and Sam and their daddy and all them did where they came from, but she had a feeling whatever Dean was doing, burying something in the ground, had something to do with it. "What's the hole for, honey?" she asked, quiet, weary from the crying she'd been doing off and on for the past couple of days.