"Look, man..." Dean starts.

       Gordon smiles. "Grab a knife. I was just about to start in on the fingers." He drags the knife across her arm.

      "Whoa, whoa, whoa, hey, let's all just chill out, huh?" Dean asks.

      "I'm completely chill."

      "Gordon, put the knife down." Sam says and steps towards Gordon.

      Dean stops him with a hand on his chest. "Sounds like it's Sam here needs to chill." Gordon says.

      "Just step away from her, all right?" Sam asks nicely.

      "You're right. I'm wasting my time here. This bitch will never talk. Might as well put her out of her misery." Gordon pulls out a larger knife. "I just sharpened it, so it's completely humane."

      He turns towards Lenore; Sam steps to block him."Gordon, I'm letting her go." Sam says.

      Gordon points the knife at Sam's chest, stopping him. "You're not doing a damn thing." He says.

      "Hey, hey, hey, Gordon, let's talk about this." Dean says.

      "What's there to talk about? It's like I said, Dean. No shades of gray." Gordon says.

      "Yeah. I hear ya. And I know how you feel." Dean says.

    "Do you?"

      "That vampire that killed your sister deserved to die, but this one..." Dean starts.

      Gordon begins laughing. "Killed my sister? That filthy fang didn't kill my sister. It turned her. It made her one of them. So I hunted her down, and I killed her myself." He says.

      "You did what?" Elena asks.

      "It wasn't my sister anymore, it wasn't human. I didn't blink. And neither would you." Gordon says.

      "So you knew all along, then? You knew about the vampires, you knew they weren't killing anyone. You knew about the cattle. And you just didn't care." Sam realizes.

      "Care about what?" Gordon asks. "A nest of vampires suddenly acting nice? Taking a little time out from sucking innocent people? And we're supposed to buy that? Trust me. Doesn't change what they are. And I can prove it."

      He grabs Sam's arm, slices the knife across it, then lays the knife against his throat, dragging him towards Lenore.

      "Hey!" Elena yells and runs to Sam's side, but Gordon knocks her down.

      Dean pulls his gun. "Let him go. Now!" He yells.

      "Relax. If I wanted to kill him he'd already be on the floor. Just making a little point." Gordon says.

      Elena looks up to see Gordon holding the cut on Sam's arm over Lenore, so the blood drips on her face. She hisses, fangs extending. "Hey!" Dean yells.

      "You think she's so different? Still want to save her? Look at her. They're all the Same. Evil, bloodthirsty." Gordon says.

      Lenore controls herself, retracting her fangs, and turns her face away. "No. No!" She yells.

      "You hear her, Gordon?" Sam asks.

      "No! No!" Lenore yells.

      Sam pushes Gordon away. "We're done here." He says.

      "Sam, Elena, get her out of here." Dean says.

      "Yeah." Sam picks Lenore up in his arms.

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