So, I still don't have the ownership of Sam and Dean Winchester…they still belong to Eric Kripke and I believe now Sera Gamble since she's taking over as showrunner. But I can gladly say I own Jenn Santos…one out of three isn't so bad right?

In the next couple of months, Dean and I learned that Sam has been having premonitions. He has these dreams that tend to come true and they seem to be connected to the Yellow Eyed Demon. Anyway, Sam was kidnapped by this crazy family who uses their victims to hunt down and kill. Then, there was this chick…her name was Meg and Sam had met her that time he had left to find John and me and Dean hunted that scarecrow. She ended up being the bad guy in one of our cases and she was killed by a monster called a daevas, which broke free from her control.

Sam then met this girl Sarah while we were on a case involving a creepy little girl who would come out of a painting and kill all who owned the painting. Dean and I knew there was a little something something going on and before we left, he kissed her! I personally was excited for that. She was nice and adorable…and definitely Sam's type. After that, we ran into John, finally ending our search for him. The four of us hunted a nest of vampires and he showed us a gun. There's a colt that can kill any supernatural thing and John Winchester was currently in possession of it.

After the vampires, John had went out to give the colt to Meg, the crazy bitch was still alive. When Dean had decided to call John, after not hearing from him for a while, there was a pause and Dean's eyes were wide. Something was wrong.

Sam and Jenn stood there, waiting for Dean to say something as his eyes widened.

"Where is he?" Dean said angrily. After a pause, he hung up. "They've got Dad."

"Meg? What'd she say?" Sam asked.

"I just told you, Sammy."

Dean ran his hands over his face, trying to come up with a plan. Dean then grabbed the colt from the end of a table and tucked it in the back of his pants. He went to the bed and began packing his bag.

"What are you doing, Dean?" Jenn asked, confused.

"We gotta go."


"Because the demon knows we're in Salvation, all right? It knows we've got the Colt, it's got Dad, it's probably coming for us next."

"Good. We've still got three bullets left. Let it come." Sam replied.

"Listen, tough guy, we're not ready. We don't know how many of 'em are out there. Now, we're no good to anybody dead. We're"

Jenn nodded as she and Dean grabbed their bags along with Sam's and packed it into the impala. They sped off into the night, and Jenn sat there in the back, knowing that Dean was right…they weren't ready for this yet.

"I'm telling you, Dean, we could've taken him." Sam said quietly.

"What we need is a plan. Now, they're probably keeping Dad alive, we've just got to figure out where. They'll want to trade him for the gun." Dean said and kept quiet until he noticed Jenn shaking her head through the review mirror. "What?"

"Dean, if that were true, why didn't Meg mention a trade?" Jenn said.

"Dad…he might be…" Sam started before getting cut off.

"Don't." Dean replied angrily.

"Look, I don't want to believe it any more than you. But if he is, all the more reason to kill this damn thing. We still have the Colt. We can still finish the job."

"Look, screw the job, Sam." Jenn said as calmly as she could be.

She understood how Dean was feeling. John was like a father to her and she wanted him back just as much, but they need to come up with a game plan soon.

"Jenn, I'm just trying to do what he would want. He would want us to keep going."

"Would you quit talking about him like he's dead already? Listen to me. Everything stops until we get him back, you understand me? Everything..." Dean said.

Sam sat in silence.

"So, how do we find him?"Sam asked, breaking the silence.

"Maybe we go to Lincoln. Start at the warehouse where he was taken."

"Come on, Dean, you really think these demons are gonna leave a trail?" Jenn said, trying to be realistic.

"You're right. We need help."

Sam was sitting at a desk, reading a book in the house of Bobby Singer. He was a hunter that was a friend of the family.

"Here you go." Bobby said, handing Dean a flask.

"What is this? Holy water?" Jenn asked as she stood to Dean.

"That one is."Bobby held up a new flask in his hand. "This is whiskey."

Bobby took a swig before handing the flask to Dean. Dean took a drink and passed it to Jenn, who rejected it.

"Bobby, thanks. Thanks for everything. To tell you the truth, I wasn't sure if we should come." Dean said.

"Nonsense. Your daddy needs help." Bobby replied.

"Yeah, but last time we saw you, you did threaten to blast him full of buckshot. You cocked the shotgun and everything."

"Yeah, well, what can I say? John just has that effect on people."

"Yeah, I guess he does."

"None of that matters now. All that matters is that you get him back."

"Bobby, this book—I've never seen anything like it." Sam said causing Dean and Bobby to face Sam and Jenn to stand next to him and read it.

"The Key of Solomon? It's the real deal, all right." Bobby said.

"And these protective circles…they really work?"

"Hell, yeah. You get a demon in one, they're trapped…powerless. It's like a satanic roach motel."

"The man knows his stuff." Dean said proudly.

"I'll tell you something else, too…this is some serious crap you guys stepped in."

"Yeah? How's that?" Jenn asked.

"Normal year, I hear, say, three demonic possessions, maybe four, tops."


"This year, I've heard of twenty-seven so far. You get what I'm saying? More and more demons are walking among us—a lot more."

"Do you know why?" Sam asked.

"No, but I know it's something big. A storm's coming. And you guys…your daddy…you are smack in the middle of it."

Dean, Jenn, and Sam exchanged a look. The silence that filled the room was broken when the dog outside began barking.

"Rumsfeld. What is it?" Bobby asked himself.

Bobby looked out the window and realized that Rumsfeld wasn't on the hood of his pickup truck like he usually is.

"Something's wrong." Bobby continued.

Suddenly, Meg kicked down the door of the house and invited herself in. Dean took out the flask of holy water from his pocket.

"No more crap, okay?" Meg said, clearly upset.

Dean walked toward Meg, unscrewing the flask. As he was about ready to throw the holy water on her, Meg waved her hand, causing Dean to go crashing into the bookcase behind him. Meg began walking towards Sam, Jenn and Bobby. Sam stepped in front of Jenn and Bobby as they began backing away.

"I want the Colt…the real Colt. Right now." Meg said.

"We don't have it on us. We buried it." Sam answered.

"Didn't I say, 'No more crap'? I swear, after everything I heard about you Winchesters, I've got to tell you, I'm a little underwhelmed. First, Johnny tries to pawn off a fake gun, and then he leaves the real gun with you three chuckleheads. Lackluster, man. I mean, did you really think I wouldn't find you?"

"Actually, we were counting on it." Dean said from behind her.

Meg turned to face him and saw him looking up. She looked up and realized she was under a devil's trap, which is the Key of Solomon.

"Gotcha..." Dean added.

Meg sat underneath the devil's trap, tied to a chair.

"You know, if you wanted to tie me up, all you had to do was ask." Meg said.

"I salted the doors and windows. If there are any demons out there, they ain't getting in." Bobby said as he walked into the room.

"Where's our father, Meg?" Dean asked.

"You didn't ask very nice." Meg replied.

"Where's our father, bitch?"

"Jeez, you kiss your mother with that mouth? Oh, I forgot. You don't."

"Hey, you think this is a frigging game? Where is he? What did you do to him?" Dean got into her face.

"He died screaming. I killed him myself."

Dean seethed with anger as Meg smiled at him wickedly. He straightened himself and slapped her, shocking everyone in the room.

"That's kind of a turn on…you hitting a girl." Meg said.

"You're no girl."

"Dean." Bobby called, causing him to walk over to him, Sam and Jenn.

"You okay?" Sam asked.

"She's lying, he's not dead." Dean said.

"Dean, you've got to be careful with her. Don't hurt her." Bobby said.

"Why?" Jenn and Dean asked in unison.

"Because she really is a girl, that's why."

"What are you talking about?" Jenn asked, confused.

"She's possessed. That's a human possessed by a demon, can't you tell?"

Sam, Dean, Jenn and Bobby look over at Meg.

"You're trying to tell me there's an innocent girl trapped somewhere in there?" Dean asked Bobby, who nodded. "That's actually good news."

Sam, Jenn and Dean stood around Meg with John's journal.

"Are you gonna read me a story?" Meg asked sarcastically.

"Something like that. Hit it, Sam." Jenn said, staring Meg down.

Sam began reading the text in John's journal.

"An exorcism? Are you serious?" Meg asked.

"Oh, we're going for it, baby…head-spinning, projectile vomiting, the whole nine yards."

Meg suddenly grimaced and let out a groan of pain which caused Sam to stop.

"I'm gonna kill you. I'm gonna rip the bones from your body." Meg said angrily.

"No, you're gonna burn in hell…unless you tell us where my dad is." Dean said.

Meg said nothing and stared at Dean.

"Well, at least you'll get a nice tan."

"Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus , omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio, et secta diabolica." Sam continued reading.

Meg started trembling and screamed out in pain.

"He begged for his life with tears in his eyes. He begged to see his sons and Jenn one last time. That's when I slit his throat." Meg said through clenched teeth.

Sam looked over to Dean nervously. Dean gave the same look to Jenn, causing her to get upset. She hated seeing similar looks like that on their faces. She walked over to Meg, placed her hand on the arms of the chair and leaned in close to her.

"For your sake, I hope you're lying. Cause if it's true, I swear to God, I will march into hell myself, and I will slaughter each and every one of you evil sons of bitches, so help me God." Jenn said angrily before backing off.

"Perditionis venenum propinare. Vade, satana, inventor et magister omnis fallaciae, hostis humanae salutis." Sam hesitated when pages of a nearby open book begin to turn on their own, as if a wind is blowing. "Humiliare sub potenti manu dei, contremisce et effuge, invocato a nobis sancto et terribili nomine, quem inferi tremunt."

Meg continued to screamed and shook uncontrollably.

"Where is he?" Dean asked, circling her.

"You just won't take 'dead' for an answer, will you?" Meg replied.

"Where is he?"


"No, he's not! He's not dead, he can't be!" Dean yelled at her.

Sam and Jenn exchanged a look and looked at Dean.

"What are you looking at? Keep reading." Dean turned to Sam.

"Ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, domine. Ut ecclesiam tuam secura tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos." Sam continued.

Suddenly, Meg screams loudly. Her chair began moving around the room the circle as Sam continued to read. "Te rogamus audi—"

"He will be!" Meg yelled.

"Wait! What?" Dean said as Sam stopped.

"He's not dead. But he will be after what we do to him."

"How do we know you're telling the truth?"

"You don't."


"A building! Okay? A building in Jefferson City."

"Missouri? Where, where? An address."

"I don't know."

"And the demon, the one we're looking for, where is it?" Jenn asked.

"I don't know, I swear. That's everything. That's all I know." Meg said breathlessly and tears streaming down her face.

"Finish it." Dean told Sam.

"What? I told you the truth."

"I don't care."

"You son of a bitch. You promised."

"I lied!" Dean turned to Sam. "Sam?" Sam doesn't answer Dean. "Sam…Read."

"We can still use her…find out where the demon is." Sam said.

"She doesn't know."

"She lied."

"Sam, there's an innocent girl trapped somewhere in there. We've got to help her."

"You're gonna kill her." Bobby said as he walked over to the 3 younger hunters.


"You said she fell from a building. That girl's body is broken. The only thing keeping her alive is that demon inside. You exorcise it, the girl is gonna die."

'Listen to me we are not gonna leave her like that."

"She is a human being."

"And we're gonna put her out of her misery."

Bobby said nothing, defeated as Dean turned to Sam.

"Sam, finish it." Dean said.

Sam looked over to Meg, who is still shaking.

"He's right, Sammy. Finish it." Jenn said quietly.

Sam looked over to Jenn and nodded.

"Dominicos sanctae ecclesiae. Terogamus audi nos..." Sam continued.

Meg's body shook and her eyes turned black. Within moments, her head is thrown back and lets out a long, loud scream as an enormous cloud of black smoke came from her mouth.

With the demon from the girl's body, her head fell forward and she remained motionless. A moment later, the girl began to weakly try to lift her head as a string of blood began to drip from her mouth.

"She's still alive. Call 911. Get some water and blankets." Dean said to Bobby.

Sam and Dean rush over to Meg's chair and begin untying the ropes around her wrists.

"Thank…you." Meg said weakly.

"Shh, shh...just take it easy, all right? Shh." Jenn said gently to her.

"Come on. Let's get her down." Dean said to Sam.

Sam and Dean pick up Meg and carry her over to the floor as she groaned in pain.

"Sorry, sorry. I've got you. I've got you. It's okay. It's okay." Sam said as they lay her down.

"A year..." Meg said quietly.

"What?" Sam said softly.

"It's been a year."

"Shh, shh, just take it easy."

"I've been awake….for some of it. I couldn't move my own body. The things I did…it's a nightmare."

"Was it telling us the truth about our dad?" Dean asked.

"Dean..." Sam started.

"We need to know."

"Yes. But it wants you to know…that they want you to come for him." Meg answered weakly.

"If Dad's still alive, none of that matters."

Bobby returned with blankets and a glass of water. Jenn took the water and brought the cup to Meg's mouth. She tried to drink but spit some of it out.

"Where's the demon we're looking for?" Sam asked gently.

"Not there…other ones…awful ones."

"Where are they keeping our dad?"

"By the r-river. Sunrise…" Meg tried but then was no longer able to speak.

"Sunrise? What does that mean? What does that mean?" Dean asked desperately as he looked at Meg's lifeless body.

Jenn sighed and looked down. She brought her fingers to Meg's eyes and closed the lids and got up.

"You better hurry up and beat it before the paramedics get here." Bobby said, walking them to the door.

"What are you gonna tell them?" Jenn asked.

"You think you guys invented lying to the cops? I'll figure something out." Bobby handed Sam the book he was reading earlier. "Here. Take this. You might need it."

"Thanks." Sam said.

"Thanks…for everything. Be careful, all right?" Dean said to Bobby.

"You just go find your dad. And when you do, bring him around, would you? I won't even try to shoot him this time." Bobby said as all of them laugh half-heartedly.

Jenn, Sam and Dean give him a nod and leave.

Sam was reading the book, Jenn leaned against the impala as Dean was at the trunk loading up a gun. They were parked by the river in Jefferson City.

"You've been quiet." Jenn said, walking behind him and wrapped her arms around his torso.

"Just getting ready." Dean answered, putting the gun down and placed his hands over Jenn's.

"He's gonna be fine, Dean." Sam said

Dean didn't reply and Jenn let him go. Sam wiped away some dust on the trunk of the car and began drawing a diagram he saw in the book.

"Dude, what are you drawing on my car?" Dean asked in an almost panic.

"It's called a devil's trap. Demons can't get through it or inside it." Sam replied.


"It basically turns the trunk into a lockbox."


"So, we have a place to hide the Colt while we go get Dad."

"What are you talking about? We're bringing the Colt with us."

"We can't, Dean. We've only got three bullets left. We can't just use 'em on any demon. We've got to use 'em on the demon."

"No, we have to save Dad, Sam, okay? We're gonna need all the help we can get."

"Dean, you know how pissed Dad would be if we used all the bullets? Dean, he wouldn't want us to bring the gun."

"I don't care, Sam! I don't care what Dad wants, okay? And since when do you care what Dad wants?"

"Guys, please don't start…" Jenn said.

"We want to kill this demon. You used to want that, too! Hell, you're the one who came and got me at school! You're the one who dragged me back into this, Dean! I'm just trying to finish it!" Sam yelled at his brother.

"Well, you and Dad are a lot more alike than I thought, you know that? You both can't wait to sacrifice yourself for this thing. But you know what? Me and Jenn are gonna be the ones to bury you. You're selfish, you know that? You don't care about anything but revenge." Dean said, not yelling.

"Guys, please don't do this now." Jenn kept going.

"That's not true, Dean. I want Dad back. But they are expecting us to bring this gun. They get the gun, they will kill us all. That Colt is our only leverage, and you know it, Dean. We cannot bring that gun. We can't." Sam said calmly.

"Fine." Dean said, annoyed.

"I'm serious, Dean."

"I said 'fine', Sam."

Dean took the colt out of his coat pocket and showed it to Sam before placing it in the trunk. Sam walked away, Jenn sighed and ran her hands over her face and through her hair while Dean stared off into the distance.

The three of them walked in silence when they see some bushes.

"Hey, hey. I think I know what Meg meant by 'Sunrise'." Jenn said as she looked across the street.

They hide behind the bushes and see an apartment complex called Sunrise Apartments.

"Son of a bitch. That's pretty smart. I mean, if these demons can possess people, they can possess almost anybody inside." Dean said.

"Yeah. And make anybody attack us." Sam said.

"And so we can't kill 'em—a building full of human shields." Jenn finished.

"They probably know exactly what we look like, too. And they can look like anybody."

"This sucks out loud." Dean said trying to figure out what to do.

"Yeah, tell me about it. All right, so, how the hell are we gonna get in?"

The three stood in silence for a moment.

"Pull the fire alarm. Get out all the civilians." Jenn replied.

"Okay. But then the city responds in, what, seven minutes?" Sam asked.

"Seven minutes, exactly." Dean answered.

Sam walked inside the building and pulled the alarm. Everyone evacuated the building as the fire trucks began pulling up. Within moments, Jenn walked up to one of the firemen to distract him.

"Hey, what's happening? Is there a fire?" Jenn asked.

"We're figuring that out right now, ma'am. Just stay back." The firefighter said.

"Well, I got a Yorkie upstairs, and he pees when he's nervous..."

Sam and Dean rounded one of the fire trucks and picked the lock on one of the doors.

Jenn, Sam and Dean walked inside the building in firefighter uniforms and walked the halls with an EMF meter.

"I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up." Dean said happily.

"You never told me that." Sam said.

Sam looked over to Jenn who shrugged. Outside of one of the doors, the EMF meter went nuts. Immediately, Dean put the EMF meter away and knocked on the door.

"This is the fire department, we need you to evacuate." Dean said.

The door unlocked on the other side so Jenn, Dean and Sam come bursting into the apartment. They spray the couple inside with fire extinguishers to distract them, long enough to get them locked into a closet. Dean and Jenn threw themselves against the door while Sam poured a salt line.

Once the demons are trapped inside, they take off their uniforms and head into the next room. They see John tied to a bed, causing Dean to rush to him.

"Dad?" Dean called, checking John's pulse and Sam and Jenn hold their breaths. "He's still breathing...Dad, wake up. Dad!"

John didn't wake up and Dean took out a knife, ready to cut the ropes.

"Wait, wait." Sam said, stopping Dean.

"What?" Dean asked.

"He could be possessed for all we know."

"What are you, nuts?"

"Dean, we've got to be sure."

Sam took out the flask of holy water and poured some on John, but nothing happened. John then opened his eyes.

"Sam? Why are you splashing water on me?" John asked weakly, causing Sam to smile in relief.

"Dad, you okay?" Dean asked.

"They've been drugging me. Where's the Colt?"

"Don't worry, John. It's safe." Jenn answered back.

"Good, guys. Good, guys."

Dean helped up John and leaned him against his shoulder with Sam on the other side. Jenn walked ahead, getting ready to head out when two demons bust through the door, one with an axe.

"Go! Go!" Jenn called to Sam and Dean, turning around.

Sam and Dean turned John around and headed back into the room. Jenn slammed the door shut and locked it. She ran to Sam and grabbed the salt from him when an axe began chopping through the door. Sam and Dean helped John out the window and started down the fire escape while Jenn salted the door.

"Jenn, let's go!" Dean called to her.

Jenn ran to the window and salted it before following Dean down the fire escape. When they hit the sidewalk, Sam ran ahead to get the car as Dean and Jenn began to help John up. Suddenly, Sam is talked to the ground by another demon and punched him repeatedly. Dean had immediately ran to the demon and kicked him in the head, but it did nothing. The demon then sent Dean flying into a windshield on a nearby car.

The demon continued to punch Sam mercilessly until a moment later he is shot in the head. The demon fell to the ground dead, causing Sam to look to his right and see Dean holding the colt and looking at the dead body sadly.

Sam and Jenn were salting the doors and windows as Dean was in the other room with John. Within moments, Dean walked out of the room.

"How is he?" Sam asked Dean.

"He just needed a little rest, that's all. How are you?" Dean replied.

"I'll survive. Hey, you don't think we were followed here, do you?"

"I don't know. I don't think so. We couldn't have found a more out-of-the-way place to hole up."

Jenn sat on a nearby table and let her feet dangle.

"Yeah. Hey, uh….Dean, you, um….you saved my life back there." Sam continued.

"So, I guess you're glad I brought the gun, huh?" Dean replied.

"Man, I'm trying to thank you here."

"…You're welcome."

Sam began walking away as Jenn was about to get off the table.

"Hey, Sam...Jenn?"

"Yeah?" Sam and Jenn answered in unison.

"You know that guy I shot? There was a person in there."

"You didn't have a choice, Dean." Sam said.

"Yeah, I know. That's not what bothers me."

"Then what does?" Jenn asked.

"Killing that guy, killing Meg…I didn't hesitate. I didn't even flinch. For you guys or Dad, the things I'm willing to do or kill, it just….it scares me sometimes."

"It shouldn't. You did good." John said, walking into the room.

"You're not mad?"

"For what?"

"Using a bullet."

"Mad? I'm proud of you. You know, Sam and I, we can get pretty obsessed. But you—you watch out for this family. You always have."

"Thanks." Dean said, slightly confused. "

The lights suddenly begin to flicker and a strong wind began blowing, causing John, Sam and Dean to move to the window.

"It found us. It's here." John said, causing Jenn to hop off the table and walk over to them.

"The demon?" Sam asked.

"Sam, lines of salt in front of every window, every door."

"Jenn and I already did it."

"Well, check it, okay?" Sam nodded and left the room and John turned to Dean. "Dean, you got the gun?"

"Yeah." Dean answered.

"Give it to me."

"Dad, Sam tried to shoot the demon in Salvation. It vanished."

"This is me. I won't miss. Now, the gun. Hurry." John said as Dean held the gun and looked at Jenn. "Son, please, give me the gun. What are you doing, Dean?" He asked as Dean and Jenn backed away.

"You'd be furious." Jenn said quietly.

"What?" John asked confused.

"That I wasted a bullet. He wouldn't be proud of me. He'd tear me a new one." Dean answered and pointed the colt to John. "You're not my dad."

"Dean, it's me."

"I know my dad better than anyone. And you ain't him."

"What the hell has gotten into you two?"

"I could ask you the same thing." Dean continued as Sam entered the room.

"Dean? Jenn? What the hell is going on?" Sam asked.

"Your brother's lost his mind." John said to Sam.

"He's not your dad." Jenn answered.

"What?" Sam asked.

"I think he's possessed. I think he's been possessed since we rescued him." Dean said.

"Don't listen to him, Sammy." John told Sam.

"Dean, how do you know?" Sam asked.

"He's different." Dean said close to tears.

"You know, we don't have time for this. Sam, you want to kill this demon, you've got to trust me." John said as Sam looked back and forth at John and Dean and Jenn. "Sam?"

"No. No." Sam said, joining Dean and Jenn's side, knowing Dean wouldn't do this unless he was sure.

"Fine. You're all so sure? Go ahead. Kill me." John said hanging his head in sadness.

Dean, who is near tears, lowered the gun.

"I thought so." John said looking up with yellow eyes.

Before the three younger hunters could make a move, the Yellow-Eyed Demon pinned them against the wall.

"What a pain in the ass this thing's been." the Yellow Eyed Demon said, picking up the colt.

"It's you, isn't it? We've been looking for you for a long time." Sam said.

"You found me."

"But the holy water…"

"You think something like that works on something like me?"

"I'm gonna kill you."

"Oh, that'd be a neat trick. In fact, here." The Yellow Eyed Demon placed the colt on a table in front of Sam. "Make the gun float to you there, psychic boy."

When Sam is unable to do anything, the Yellow Eyed Demon chuckled.

"Well, this is fun. I could've killed you a hundred times today, but this….this is worth the wait. Your dad? He's in here with me…trapped inside his own meat suit. He says "hi", by the way. He's gonna tear you apart. He's gonna taste the iron in your blood." He continued, this time to Dean.

"Let him go. Or I swear to God…" Dean threatened.

"What? What are you and God gonna do? You see, as far as I'm concerned, this is justice. You know that little exorcism of yours? That was my daughter."

"Who, Meg?"

"The one in the alley? That was my boy. You understand?"

"You've got to be kidding me."

"What? You're the only one who can have a family? You destroyed my children. How would you feel if I killed your family? Oh, that's right. I forgot. I did. But then again, there's still an little addition I've yet to kill."

"What are you talking about?"

"Oh, she didn't tell you? Little Jenny Santos here, is pregnant." The Yellow Eyed Demon walked over to Jenn. "She's what? 2 months along now?"

"Don't you fucking touch me." Jenn threatened as the Yellow Eyed Demon tried to put his hand on her stomach.

"And you Jenn, seems I took your family too. First your mom…and your dad turned out to be real a monster huh? I mean, raping you over and over and over…"

"I swear, I'm gonna kill you, you son of a bitch." Jenn fought the invisible force holding her.

"Jenn, you and Dean took my family…how would you feel if I took your family? But then again, two wrongs don't make a right."

"You son of a bitch." Dean said angrily.

"I wanna know why. Why'd you do it?" Sam asked.

"You mean, why'd I kill Mommy and pretty little Jess?" The Demon asked.


"You know, I never told you guys this, but Sam was gonna ask her to marry him. Been shopping for rings and everything. You wanna know why? Because they got in the way."

"In the way of what?"

"My plans for you, Sammy…you…and all the children like you."

"Listen….you mind just getting this over with, huh? 'Cause I really can't stand the monologuing." Dean interrupted.

"Funny. But that's all part of your M.O., isn't it? Mask all that nasty pain. Mask the truth." The Demon said to Dean.

"Oh, yeah? What's that?"

"You know, you fight and you fight for this family and Jenn but the truth is…they don't need you. Not like you need them. Sam…he's clearly John's favorite. Even when they fight. It's more concern than he's ever shown you."

"I bet you're real proud of your kids, too, huh? Oh, wait, I forgot. I wasted 'em."

The Demon said nothing as he took a step back and lowered his head. When he finally raised it, his eyes turn yellow again and Dean began bleeding and cried out in agony.

"Dean! No!" Sam and Jenn yelled.

"Dad! Dad, don't you let it kill me!" Dean said pleading with John to fight.

The pain became worse as more blood poured out from his chest and now his mouth.

"Dean!" Sam called, struggling against the wall.

"Dad, please." Dean said weakly.

The pain continued to worsen and caused Dean's head to lower in defeat.

"Dean! No!" Jenn called out.

"Stop." John said as his eyes turned back to normal. "Stop it."

The force holding Sam, Jenn and Dean against the wall is released, causing Sam to rush to the table and grab the colt. Jenn ran to Dean and rest his head on her lap as Sam pointed the colt at John, who is once again overcome by the demon.

"You kill me, you kill Daddy." The Demon said.

"I know." Sam said shooting John in the leg.

John fell to the floor and Sam ran over to Jenn and Dean.

"Dean? Hey. Oh, God. You lost a lot of blood." Sam said gently.

"Where's Dad?" Dean asked weakly.

"He's right here. He's right here, Dean."

"Go check on him. Go check on him."

Sam stood up and slowly walked over to John. He went from unconscious to wide awake.

"Sammy! It's still alive. It's inside me. I can feel it. You shoot me. You shoot me! You shoot me in the heart, son!" John pleaded with Sam, who raised the colt and cocked it with tears in his eyes. "Do it, now!"

"Sam, don't you do it. Don't you do it." Dean said weakly with tears in his eyes.

"You've got to hurry! I can't hold on to it much longer! You shoot me, son! Shoot me! Son, I'm begging you! We can end this here and now! Sammy!" John pleaded with Sam, who was struggling to make a decision.

"Sam, no." Jenn whispered crying.

"You do this! Sammy! Sam…"

John then screamed and the demon erupted from his mouth in a cloud of black smoke. When the demon has left his body, the smoke disappears through the floorboards of the room. John looks at Sam sadly and threw his head back against the floor.

Sam was behind the wheel of the impala with John in the passenger and Jenn in the back with Dean, trying to stop the bleeding.

"Just hold on, all right? Hospital's only ten minutes away." Sam said to everyone.

"I'm surprised at you, Sammy. Why didn't you kill it? I thought we saw eye to eye on this—killing this demon comes first. Before me, before everything." John said to Sam.

In the backseat, Jenn was trying to look for anything to cover up and keep Dean from passing out from his blood loss.

"When were you gonna tell me you were pregnant?" Dean asked weakly.

"When all this was over." Jenn replied quietly.

Sam looked at Jenn and Dean in the review mirror before answering back to John.

"No, sir. Not before everything. Look, we still have the Colt. We still have the one bullet left. We just have to start over, all right, I mean, we already found the demon once…" Sam started.

The last thing any of them saw were bright lights as an enormous 18-wheeler semi slammed into the side of the Impala, sending it careening off the road.

Unfortunately for them, they don't see that the driver's eyes are black.

Jenn, Sam, Dean and John were all motionless in the impala covered in blood and bruises.

Remember, there is a sequel to this called 'Things Will Never Be The Same'!