Ty watched as the Winchesters and Faith left the diner. He sat concealed in a corner booth, and his eyes followed them through the window as they made their way back to whatever crummy motel they were staying at this time.
Once they were out of sight, Ty returned his attention back to the ripped page on the table in front of him. He lifted his hand, Faith's ring and Dean's prized amulet dangling from his fingers. He clenched his fist above the table murmuring things under his breath, over and over, his hand shaking as he continued.
A ball of golden light shone from his closed fist and he opened his hand, then jerked his head.
"Go," he told it.
The little ball of light disappeared, appearing only moments before it hit Faith and then Dean.