Sam didn't notice Leopold passing out as they ran, at this point he was concentrating too hard on just putting one foot in front of the other. Leo was a big guy, and heavy, and bleeding, and they were being chased by demons. Awesome. Why couldn't he ever have nice dreams?

Probably because nice things never happened to him when he was awake, either.

They finally rounded the corner and Sam whipped around. the Med Ward was right ahead of them, but his hands were full.

"Rose, The key is in my pocket, hurry!" He pleaded, looking over his shoulder in case the shadows caught up.

"We don't have much time."