Sam and Hermione rush into a bedroom. Dean follows and shuts the door. They search the room. Dean checks the drawers, while Sam checks the safe and Hermione under the bed.
'Any sign of it?' Dean asks.
'Nothing. Are you sure this is Bela's room?' Sam asks.
Dean holds up two wigs and shows them to Sam. 'I'd say so,' Suddenly the phone rings and they share a look. Dean walks to the phone and looks at Sam who shakes his head. Dean picks up the phone and answers it cautiously.
'Dean? Sweetie, are you there?' Bela asks.
'Where are you?' Dean asks.
'Two states away by now,'
'Where?'
'Where's our usual quippy banter? I miss it,'
'I want it back, Bela...now,'
'Your little pistol, you mean? Sorry, I can't at the moment,'
'You understand how many people are gonna die if you do this?'
'What exactly is it that you think I plan to do with it?'
'Take the only weapon we have against an army of demons and sell it to the highest bidder,'
'You know nothing about me,'
'I know I'm gonna stop you,'
'Tough words for a guy who can't even find me,'
'Oh, I'll find you, sweetheart. You know why? Because I have absolutely nothing better to do than to track you down,'
'That's where you're wrong. You're about to be quite occupied,' Dean looks over at Sam and Hermione. 'Did you really think I wouldn't take precautions?' Suddenly police officers burst into Bela's room and point guns at Sam, Dean and Hermione. The three of them raise their hands above their hands.
'Hands in the air!' One officer shouts.
'Down on your knees,' another orders.
'That bitch!' Dean shouts.
'Turn around! Now!' The first officer shouts. The officers force Sam, Dean and Hermione to lie down on the floor. 'Sam, Dean Winchester and Hermione Granger, you have the right to remain silent,' Sam, Dean and Hermione see feet come closer towards them. They look at each other, then up. 'Anything you say can and will be used against you in a court of law. You have the right to speak to an attorney and have an attorney present during any questioning. If you cannot afford a lawyer, one will be appointed to you at government expense,' Sam, Dean and Hermione look up to see Agent Henriksen.
'Hi guys...It's been a while,' Dean closes his eyes and lays his head down on the floor.
Doors open. Sam, Dean and Hermione are led into a police station. They are shackled together by a chain and guarded by two officers.
'Why all the sourpusses?' Dean asks as he looks around the room. Sam looks at the name plate on a girls desk, which reads ''Nancy Fitzgerald, Secretary''. Nancy looks afraid and grabs her rosary.
'I'll show you to the cells,' Special agent Reidy informs them. He grabs Dean's arm.
'Hey! Hey! Watch the merchandise!' Nancy's eyes follow them, scared. 'We're not the ones you should be scared of, Nancy,' Nancy looks at her rosary and holds it.
Sam, Dean and Hermione are brought to their cell. Hermione got put in a cell alone. The police leaves them alone. Dean heads for the bed and Sam to the door. They all almost fall because of the chain.
'Dean, come on!'
'All right, all right. Sit?' Dean asks.
'Yeah,' They awkwardly walk around each other and end up sitting on the bed.
'How we gonna Houdini out of this one?'
'Good question,'
'Let's just hope they won't go looking into our stuff,' Hermione suddenly points out as she leans against the bars. The boys look at each other. Henriksen walks up to the cell.
'You know what I'm trying to decide?' He asks.
'I don't know. What? Whether Cialis will help you with your little condition?' Dean responds.
'What to have for dinner tonight,' Sam looks at him. 'Steak or lobster, what the hell, surf and turf,' Dean smirks cynically. 'I got a lot to celebrate. I mean, after all, seeing you three in chains...'
'You kinky son of a bitch. We don't swing that way,'
'Now, that's funny,'
'You know, I wouldn't bust out the melted butter just yet. Couldn't catch us at the bank, couldn't keep us in that jail,'
'You're right. Screwed up. I underestimated you. I didn't count on you being that smart but now I'm ready. As there are no surprise lawyer visits,' He looks over towards Hermione, who gives him a sarcastic smile.
'Yeah, ready to lose us again?'
'Ready like a court order to keep you in a Supermaximum prison in Nevada till trial. Ready like isolation in a soundproof, windowless cell, so that between you and me...probably unconstitutional,' Sam and Dean realize Henriksen is serious. 'How's that for ready?' Dean doesn't say anything. 'Take a good look at Sam and Hermione—you three will never see each other again. Aw. Where's that smug smile, Dean? I want to see it,'
Dean shakes his head in disbelief. 'You got the wrong guys,'
'Oh, yeah. I forgot. You fight monsters. Sorry, Dean. Truth is, your daddy brainwashed you with all that devil talk and no doubt touched you in a bad place. That's all. That's reality,'
'Why don't you shut your mouth?'
'Well, guess what. Life sucks. Get a helmet. Because everybody's got a sob story. But not everybody becomes a killer,' They hear the sound of a helicopter approaching. 'And now I have three less to worry about,' Henriksen looks at his watch and smiles. 'Mm,' He taps his watch. 'It's surf and turf time,' He laughs. Sam, Dean and Hermione watch Henriksen leave.
'I so hope this isn't gonna be on my record,' Hermione points out. She takes place on the bed and leans against the wall in thought.
'What?' Dean asks. 'You are seriously worried about this getting on your record? But not the fact that we might go to an Supermaximum prison,'
'We are not going to a Supermaximum prison. Well not me my record is to clean for that. You probably won't even reach prison before you know. So, Sam has the most chance. But like I said we aren't going to a soundproof, windowless cell, not when I can still use some magic,'
Sam starts to look hopeful. 'Right your magic. We can get out of here. Come on open the lock,'
'No not right now. The place is probably crawling with officers too risky. Besides I need to know if my bag is somewhere around here,' Dean wants to responds but someone enters the cell area and closes the main door to the office area. Dean stands up and looks at the man.
'Sam, Dean Winchester and Hermione Granger. I'm Deputy Director Steven Groves. This is a pleasure,'
'Well, glad one of us feels that way,' Dean points out.
'I've been waiting a long time for you three to come out of the woodwork,' Suddenly Steven points his gun and shoots Dean in his right shoulder. His blood sprays to the wall. Dean grunts and falls back, while Sam jumps up and grapples with Steven through the bars. Dean falls on the bed as Steven fires several more shots, narrowly missing Dean. Hermione ducks down. Sam has a grip on Steven, holding his gun arm. Steven's eyes turn black and Sam begins an exorcism in Latin, which causes Steven's head to whip from side to side. 'Sorry, I've gotta cut this short. It's gonna be a long night, fellas,' Dean sits up, clutching his shoulder, as the demon leaves Steven's body, screaming, and the black smoke disappears into the ceiling air vent. As Steven falls to the ground Phil and Melvin enter followed by Henriksen, who points his gun at Sam.
'All right, put the gun down!' Melvin orders.
'Wait. Okay. Wait,' Sam tries.
'He shot him!'
'I didn't shoot him, okay. I didn't shoot anyone,'
'He shot me!' Dean shouts.
'Get on your knees, NOW!' Henriksen shouts.
'Okay, okay, okay. Don't shoot. Please. Look. Here. Here,' Sam passes the gun throught the bars. 'Look. We didn't shoot him. Check the body. There's no blood. We did not kill him. Go ahead, check him,'
Reidy goes and checks Steven's body. 'Vic, there's not bullet wound,'
'He's probably been dead for months,' Dean points out.
'What did you do to him?' Henriksen asks.
'We didn't do anything,'
'Talk or I shoot,'
Oh no now that's good for your case,' Hermione points out in an sarcastic tone.
'You won't believe us,'
'He was possessed,'
'Possessed? Right. Fire up the chopper! We're taking them out of here now,'
'Yeah! Do that!' Dean responds.
'Bill?' Reidy asks over the walkie-talkie. There's static on the other end. 'Bill, are you there?' There's not answer on the walkie. Henriksen nods to Reidy to check outside. Melvin and Phil continue to point their guns at Sam, Dean and Hermione.
'What the hell was that? Reidy? Reidy?!' Henriksen asks over the walkie-talkie.
The group had left Sam, Dean and Hermione alone in the cell. Suddenly the lights go out. They stand up.
'Oh, that can't be good,' Dean points out.
'Sit down,' Hermione softly orders to Dean. Dean slowly sits down on the ground against the wall, grunting. Hermione sits down next to him and through the bars starts to help him with his wound. Dean grunts. 'Come on I've seen you take worse,'
'All right, don't be sush a wuss,' Sam points out.
'What's the plan? Kill everyone in the station, bust you three out?' Henriksen asks as he barges in.
'What the hell are you talking about?' Dean asks.
'I'm talking about your psycho friends. I'm talking about a blood bath,'
'Okay, I promise you—whoever's out there? Is not here to help us,'
'Look, you got to believe us. Everyone here is in terrible danger,' Sam adds.
'You think?'
'Why don't you let us out of here so we can save your asses?' Dean asks.
'From what?' Henriksen asks. Sam and Dean look away. 'You gonna say demons?' He raises his gun, pointed at the ceiling. 'Don't you dare say demons. Let me tell you something. You should be a lot more scared of me,' He leaves.
'How's the shoulder?' Hermione asks.
Dean takes away the pad of toilet paper with a little blood stain on it. 'It's awesome,' He tosses away the pad.
'I just wished I had my bag, I could do so much more,'
'I'll live, You know, if we get out of here alive. So you got a plan?' Hermione checks Dean's exit wound on the back of his shoulder as Dean grimaces in pain. Dean realizes that Nancy is peeking around the corner outside the bars. 'Hey,' He says quietly to Sam.
'Hey...' Nancy backs off, scared. 'Hey, uh, please. Please. We need your help. It's...it's Nancy. Nancy, right?' Sam asks. Nancy just looks at him. 'Nancy, my...my brother's been shot. He's...he's bleeding really bad. You think maybe you could get us a towel? Please? Just one clean towel?' Nancy's not sure and still a bit afraid. 'Look. Look at us. We're not the bad guys. I swear,' Dean gives Nancy a smile and she leaves them. Sam sighs.
'Nice try,' Dean points out.
Sam sighs again, then turns around and sees that Nancy has come back with a clean towel. 'Thank you,' She comes closer to them, carefully. 'It's okay,' Sam holds out his handcuffed hands. Nancy puts the towel inside the bars while Sam smiles at her. She smiles back. Suddenly Sam grabs Nancy's arm and drags her against the bars. Nancy screams. Phil runs in with his rifle.
'Let her go! Let her go!' He shouts. Sam lets Nancy go. She backs away, scared. Phil points the gun at Sam. 'You're okay, Nance?' He looks at Sam. 'Try something again, get shot. And not in the arm,'
'Okay,' Sam responds. Phil and Nancy walk away. After they leave, Dean hits Sam in the arm.
'What the hell was that?' Sam holds up Nancy's rosary. Dean chuckles softly. Dean presses the towel to his wound, sitting on the bed next to Sam.
'We're like sitting ducks in here,' Sam points out.
'Yeah, I know. Someone won't use their magic,' Dean looks over at Hermione who was sitting on her own bed.
'We can't just walk out of these cells unarmed. I don't have my wand so I won't be able to protect the both of you. Now one of you is already shot and the other got threatened to get shot. I rather wait for them to realise they need us than us becoming swiss cheese,'
'Fine. Would it kill these cops to BRING US A SNACK?!' Dean shouts the last words.
'How many you figure are out there?' Sam asks.
'I don't know,'
'However many they are, they could be possessing anyone. Anyone could just walk right in,'
'It's kind of wild, right? I mean it's like they're coming for us. They've never done that before,' Dean smiles. 'It's like we got a contract on us. Think it's because we're so awesome? I think it's because we're so awesome,' He smiles again, but stops smiling after Sam looks at him, unamused. He looks over towards Hermione who raises her eyebrows. Melvin walks in and unlocks Sam and Deans cell. 'Well, howdy, there, sheriff,' Sam and Dean stand up while Melvin opens the cell door.
'Uh, sheriff?' Sam asks.
'It's time to go, boys,' Sam and Dean step back as Melvin comes into the cell. Hermione gets up from her bed.
'Uh...you know what? We're—we're just comfy right here. But thank you,' Dean responds.
Henriksen appears at the door of the cell. 'What do you think you're doing?'
'We're not just gonna sit around here and wait to die. We're gonna make a run for it,'
'It's safer here,'
'There's a SWAT facility in Boulder,'
Henriksen comes inside the cell. 'We're not going anywhere,'
'The hell we're not,' Henriksen shoots Melvin in the head. Dean and Sam grapple with Henriksen. Sam pushes his head into the toilet and begins an exorcism. Phil runs around the corner with his rifle. Dean points Henriksen's gun at him.
'Stay back!' Henriksen lifts his head up out of the water. His face is burning and he yells. Sam shoves him back into the toilet bowl, in which Nancy's rosary is floating. Sam continues the exorcism. Nancy comes around the corner. 'Hurry up!' Dean shouts to Sam.
Henriksen lifts his head again. His eyes are black. 'It's too late. I already called them. They're already coming,' Sam shoves him back into the water and finishes the exorcism. Henriksen screams as black smoke shoots out of his mouth and up to the air vent in the ceiling. He falls to the floor as Sam breathes heavily.
'Is he...is he dead?' Nancy asks. Henriksen regains consciousness and coughs.
'Henriksen! Hey. Is that you in there?' Sam asks.
Henriksen gets up and sits on the bed. 'I...I shot the sheriff,'
Dean smiles. 'But you didn't shoot the deputy,' Sam and Hermione glare at him in disbelief.
'Five minutes ago, I was fine, and then...'
'Let me guess. Some nasty black smoke jammed itself down your throat?'
'You were possessed,' Sam explains.
'Possessed, like...possessed?'
'That's what it feels like. Now you know,'
'I owe the biggest ''I told you so'' ever,' Dean gives Henriksen his gun back.
'Officer Amici,' Henriksen stands up and addresses Phil. 'Keys...' Phil gives Henriksen the keys. Sam and Dean's chains fall to the floor. He moves towards Hermione's cell, unlocks it before unlocking her chains. 'All right, so how do we survive?'
Sam draws a devil's trap on the floor with spray paint. Dean looks at the floor plans to the police station, on which two devil's traps are drawn, while Hermione takes care of his wound. Nancy is sitting in the corner of the office. Phil and Henriksen prepare guns.
'Well, that's nice. It's not gonna do much good,' Dean points out, nodding to the guns.
'We got an arsenal here,' Phil responds.
'You don't poke a bear with BB gun. That's just gonna make them mad,'
'What do you need?' Henriksen asks.
'Salt. Lots and lots of salt,'
'Salt?' Phil asks.
'What, is there an echo in here?'
'There's road salt in the storeroom,' Nancy points out.
'Perfect. Perfect. We need salt at every window and every door,' Henriksen and Phil leave. 'How you holding up, Nancy?'
'Okay,' Nancy pauses for a moment. 'When I was little, I would come home from the church and start to talk about the devil. And my parents would tell me to stop being so literal. I guess I showed them, huh?'
'This should do,' Hermione informs Dean as she steps away from him. She still didn't have her potions so had to do with what was inside of the EHBO kit.
'Thank you,' Phil comes in with bags of salt. 'Hey, where is my car?'
'Impound lot out back,'
'Okay,'
'Wait,' Dean looks at him. 'You're not going out there?'
'Yeah, I got to get something out of my trunk,'
Dean opens the gate to the impound lot, then the trunk of the Impala. He starts putting things into a bag. The lights in the impound lot flicker and crackle. Dean grabs some dreamcatcher-like amulets and turns to see the black smoke and blue and pink light coming towards him. He quickly grabs Hermione's bag before running back inside as the smoke comes closer.
Sam is drawing another devil's trap on the floor with spray paint while the other line the windows with salt. Dean rushes inside.
'They're coming! Hurry,' Black smoke hits the window that Nancy is at, and she screams. Nancy, Sam and Dean run to the main office area, where Henriksen and Hemrione are. Dean tosses a gun to Sam and to Hermione her bag. There is smoke surrounding the windows. The lights in the main room flicker andit becomes darker. Nancy clutches the cross she wears around her neck. Dust rains down from the ceiling as the building shakes. Then the smoke seems to disappears and it becomse quiet again.
'Everybody okay?' Sam asks.
'Define okay,' Henriksen responds.
'All right, everybody needs to put these on,' Dean gives each of them a protection necklace. 'They'll keep you from being possessed. There you go,'
'What about you, Sam and Hermione?' Nancy asks. Dean, Sam and Hermione pull down their collars to show their matching protection symbol tattoos on their chest.
'Smart. How long you had those?' Henriksen asks.
'Not long enough,' Sam responds. Henriksen looks at Melvin's name plate, while Dean watches him. Nancy is organizing some files when she sees a crowd of people outside.
'Hey, that's Jenna Rubmer,' Nancy points out.
Sam looks over towards the woman with long red hair and black eyes. 'That's not Jenna anymore,'
'That's where all that black demon smoke went?'
'Looks like,'
'Shotgun shells full of salt,' Henriksen points out in disbelief.
Dean fills his shotgun. 'Whatever works,'
'Fighting off monsters with condiments,' Henriksen takes off his tie. 'So. Turns out demons are real,' He starts filling his rifle with salt shells.
'FYI, ghosts are real too. So are werewolves, vampires, changelings, evil clowns that eat people,'
'Okay then,'
'Don't forget shapeshifters,' Hermione points out as she was writing different runes out.
'If it makes you feel better, Bigfoot is a hoax,' Dean smiles.
'It doesn't. How many demons?'
'Total? No clue. A lot,'
'You know what my job is?'
'You mean besides locking up the good guys?' He walks over to Henriksen. 'I have no idea,'
'My job is boring, it's frustrating. You work three years for one break, and then maybe you can save...a few people. Maybe. That's the payoff. I've been busting my ass for 15 years to nail a handful of guys and all this while, there's something off in the corner so big. So yeah...sign me up for that big, frosty mug of wasting my damn life,'
'You didn't know,'
'Now I do. What's out there? Can you guys beat it? Can you win?'
'Honestly? I think the world's gonna end bloody. But it doesn't mean we shouldn't fight. We do have choices. I choose to go down swinging,'
'Plus you got nothing to go home to but your brother and your fake lawyer over there,' Hermione chuckles.
'Yeah. What about you? You rocking the white picket fence?'
'Mmm-mm. Empty apartment, string of angry ex-wives. I'm right where you are,'
'Imagine that,' There is a crash and Dean, Hermione and Henriksen run into the office, followed by Sam. A woman has broken in.
Henriksen points his riffle. 'How do we kill her?'
'We don't,' Sam lowers Henriksen's riffle.
'She's a demon,'
'She's here to help us,' Phil and Nancy are looking around the corner.
'Are you kidding?' Phil asks.
Ruby is standing near the window, breathing heavily. Dean sighed in exasperation. 'Are you gonna let me out?' She asks. Henriksen looks at Dean. Sam scratches the devil's trap on the floor with his knife so Ruby can get in. 'And they say chivalry is dead. Does anyone have a breath mint? Some guts splattered in my mouth while I was killing my way in here,' Ruby walks past everyone into the main office. Dean and Henriksen follow her, while Sam and Hermione stay to fix the salt line and devil's trap.
'How many are out there?' Dean asks as everyone is back in the office.
'30 at least. That's so far,'
'Oh, good. 30. 30 hit men all gunning for us. Who sent them?'
Ruby looks at Sam, who is standing in the doorway. 'You didn't tell Dean?'
'Tell Dean what?' Hermione asks as she comes in, standing next to Sam. Dean looks at Sam, confused.
'Oh, I'm surprised,'
'Tell me what?'
'There's a big new up and corner. Real pied piper,' Ruby responds.
'Who is he?'
'Not he. Her. Her name is Lilith,'
'Lilith?'
'And she really, really want Sam's intestines on a stick. Because she sees him as competition,'
'You knew about this?' Dean asks towards Sam. Sam doesn't answer. 'Well, gee, Sam. Is there anything else I should know?!'
'How about the two of you talk about this later? We'll need the Colt,' Ruby looks at Sam, who doesn't meet her eyes. She looks at Dean. 'Where's the Colt?'
'It got stolen,' Sam responds.
'I'm sorry. I must have blood in my ear. I thought I just heard you say that you were stupid enough to let the Colt get grabbed out of your thick, clumsy, idiotic hands. Fantastic. This is just peachy...'
'Ruby...'
'Shut up,' She raises her hand. 'Fine. Since I don't see that there's no other any option. There's one other way I know how to get you out of here alive,'
'What's that?' Dean asks.
'I know a spell. It'll vaporise every demon in a one-mile radius. Myself included. So; you let the Colt out of your sight and now I have to die. So next time, be more careful. How's that for a dying wish?'
'I could perform the spell,' Hermione suggests. 'That way you could get out unharmed,' Ruby raises her eyebrow.
'Okay, settled what do we need to do?' Dean asks.
'Aww...you can't do anything. This spell is very specific. It calls for a person of virtue,'
Dean nods. 'I got virtue,'
Ruby chuckles. 'Nice try. You're not a virgin,'
'Nobody's a virgin,' Dean laughs. Ruby looks at Dean, then at Nancy, who looks away. 'No. No way. You're kidding me, r—. You're...'
'What? It's a choice, okay?'
'So, y-you've never...Not even once? I mean not even—Wow,'
'Not everyone hops between the sheets with anyone they can find,' Hermione points out.
'So, this spell. What can I do?' Nancy smiles at Ruby.
'You can holds still...while I cut your heart out of your chest. Or Hermione if she still wants to do it,' Hermione looks at her with big eyes.
'What?' Nancy shrieks.
'What? Are you crazy?' Dean asks.
'I'm offering a solution,'
'You're offering to kill somebody,'
'And what do you think is gonna happen to this girl when the demons get in?'
'We're gonna protect her. That's what?' Henriksen responds.
'Excuse me,' Nancy tries.
'Very noble,'
'Ex—excuse me,'
'You're all gonna die. Look. This is the only way,'
'Yeah, yeah. There's no way that you're gonna—' Dean starts.
'Would everybody please shut up?!' Dean and Ruby look at Nancy. 'All the people out there...will it save them?'
'It'll blow the demons out of their bodies. So if their bodies are okay...yeah,'
Nancy thinks for a moment, then she slowly nods. 'I'll do it,'
'Hell no,' Henriksen objects.
'No, no,' Dean joins.
'Hell no,'
'You don't need to do this,' Hermione explains to Nancy.
'All my friends are out there,'
'We don't sacrifice people. We do that, we're no better than them,' Henriksen points out.
'We don't have a choice,' Ruby responds.
'Yeah, well, your choice is not a choice,' Dean says. Dean and Ruby look at Sam, who is silent. Dean smiles slightly in the expectation that Sam will agree with him. 'Sam?' Sam says nothing. 'What the hell is going on? Sam, tell her,'
'It's my decision,' Nancy points out.
'Damn straight, cherry pie,' Ruby responds.
'Stop! Stop! Nobody kill any virgins. Sam, Hermione, I need to talk to you,' Dean walks into the hallway, with Hermione and Sam following him. 'Please tell me you're not actually considering this. We're talking about holding down a girl and cutting out her heart,'
'And we're also talking about 30 people out there, Dean. Innocent people who are all gonna die, along with everyone in here,' Sam points out.
'It doesn't mean that we throw away the rule book and stop acting like humans. I'm not gonna let that demon kill some nice, sweet, innocent girl, who hasn't even been laid. I mean, look, if that's how you win wars, then I don't want to win,'
'Then what? What do we do, Dean?'
Dean turns away for a moment, then back. 'I got a plan. I'm not saying it's a good one. I'm not even saying that it'll work. But it sure as hell beats killing a virgin,'
'Okay, so, what's the plan?' Hermione asks.
'Open the doors, let them all in and we fight,'
Sam walks into the office.
'Get the equipment to work?' Dean asks as he enters.
'Yeah,'
'So?'
'So this is insane,'
'You win understatement of the year,' Ruby responds.
'Look, I get it, you think—' Dean starts.
'I don't think...I know. It's not gonna work,' Ruby stands up and starts to leave. 'So long, boys,'
'So, you're just gonna leave?' Sam asks.
'Hey. I was gonna kill myself to help you win. I'm not gonna stand here and watch you lose,' She walks closer to Sam. 'And I'm disappointed because I tried. I really did, but clearly I bet on the wrong horse,' Sam says nothing. 'Do you mind letting me out?'
Sam, Dean, Hermione and Henriksen ready in their positions at different spots in the building. Sam and Hermione are in the main office, while Dean and Henriksen are near outside doors.
'All set?' Dean shouts.
'Yeah!' Sam responds.
'Ready!' Henriksen responds.
'Let's do this,' They break the salt lines and devil's traps protecting the doors. Henriksen throws open an outside door. At first, nothing happens, but then suddenly a demon swings from the doorway and kicks at Henriksen with his feet. Demons run inside and Dean and Sam shoot. A demon tackles Sam to the ground. One of the demons pins Henriksen against the wall. Sam fights hand-to-hand with the demon who tackled him.
Henriksen reaches for a flask from his pocket. 'God, I hope this works,' Henriksen opens the flask and splashes holy water on the demon. He grabs his gun and moves further down the hallway. He and Dean each shoot a demon while back to back.
'Go! Go! Go!' Dean shouts. Henriksen and Dean move in oppposide directions. Henriksen swings at a demon with his rifle in a hallway and Sam fights with the demons in the main office. More demons are entering the building. Hermione uses her magic to keep the demons at bay and far away from her. Dean is fighting a demon in a hallway as Sam flings holy water at demons in the main office. Sam and Dean fling holy water at the demons. When their flasks are empty, the demons gather around them. Jenna climbs over a desk and walks towards Sam. She stretches out an arm, which sends Sam and Dean flying against the wall. They gasp in pain and look at each other. 'Hermione, now!' In the audio room Hermione blasts a demon away before turning it on. Sam's voice speaking an exorcism comes from speakers all over the office. The demon cover their ears.
'Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii. Omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica, ergo, draco maledicte et omnis legio diabolica, adjuramus te, cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque æternæ perditionìs venenum propinare vade, satana, inventor et magister omnis fallaciæ, hostis humanæ salutis, humiliare sub potenti manu dei' Demons flail and scream. Jenna reaches up to cover her ears. Sam and Dean are still pinned to the wall. Demons pound against the outside doors, trying to get out but are unable because of the salt Nancy and Phil had put around the building. Black smoke begins to pours from the demons mouths. The bodies of the possessed people fall to the ground as the smoke swirls around the ceiling. 'Contremisce et effuge, invocato a nobis sancto et terribili nomini quem inferi tremunt ab insidiis diaboli, libera nos, domine. exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanica potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii, omnis legio, omnis congregatio et secta diabolica ergo, draco maledicte et omnis legio diabolica, adjuramus te cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque æternæ perditionìs venenum propinare ut ecclesiam tuam secura tibi facias libertate servire, te rogamus, audi nos!' There is an explosion of light on the ceiling, then everything goes still. Sam and Dean slide down the wall to the floor and look at each other. They get to their feet, groaning. Hermione rushes into the room, when she notices that Sam and Dean are all right, she smiles at them. Henriksen walks into the office and chuckles slightly as he wipes blood from his lip. Dean shrugs. The people who had been possessed start to get up. The electricity flickers back on.
'I better call in. Hell of a story I won't be telling,' Henriksen informs them after they had cleared up everything.
'So what are you gonna tell them?' Sam asks.
'The least ridiculous lie I can come up with in the next five minutes,'
'Good luck with that. Not to pressure you or anything, but what are you planning to do about us?' Dean asks.
'I'm gonna kill you. Sam and Dean Winchester were in the chopper when it caught on fire. Nothing left. Can't even identify them with dental records,' Sam smiles. 'Rest in peace, guys,' He moves towards Hermione. 'You're name was never in records so you are still living and breathing,' Hermione smiles as she shakes hands with Henriksen. Sam and Dean follow her lead. 'Now get out of here,'
'Yeah,' Sam, Dean and Hermione leave as Henriksen places a call.
Sam is lying on his back on a bed of the motel when there is a knock at the door. Sam sits up and Dean opens the door. It's Ruby.
She walks into the room. 'Turn on the news,' Sam turns on the television.
'The community is still reeling from the tragedy that happened just a few hours ago. Authorities believe a gas main ruptured...' Dean and Hermione sit down on the other bed opposite of Sam. '...causing the massive explosion that ripped apart the police station and claimed the lives of everyone inside. Among the deceased, at least six police officers and stuff, including sheriff Melvin Dodd, deputy Phil Amici, and secretary Nancy Fitzgerald as well as three FBI agents, identified as Steven Groves, Clavin Reidy, and Victor Henriksen,' The news shows two pictures of Sam and Dean. 'Two fugitives in custody were also killed. We'll continue to follow the story here at the scene, but for now, back to you, Jim,' Ruby turns off the television and looks at Sam, Dean and Hermione with an "I-told-you-so" look.
'Must have happened right after we left,' Sam thinks out lout.
'Considering the size of the blast,' Ruby tosses hex bags to Sam, Dean and Hermione. '...smart money's on Lilith,'
'What's in these?' Dean asks.
'Something that'll protect you. Throw Lilith off your trail...for the time being, at least,'
'Thanks,' Sam responds.
'Don't thank me. Lilith killed everyone. She slaughtered your precious little virgin, plus a half a dozen other people. So after your big speech about humanity and war, turns out your plan? Was the one with the body count. Do you know how to run a battle? You strike fast and you don't leave any survivors. So no one can go running to tell the boss. So next time...we go with my plan,' Ruby leaves. Dean looks over at Sam and Hermione. He notices that Hermione was shaking in anger.