πš‚ 𝚞 πš™ 𝚎 πš› πš— 𝚊 𝚝 𝚞 πš›...

By MsAndreaAmbrose

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This time we pick up right where we left off, due to the affects of Kelly Kline labor the Nephlim's power cre... More

π™Έπš—πšπš›πš˜πšπšžπšŒπšπš’πš˜πš—
{13.1} π™»πš˜πšœπš & π™΅πš˜πšžπš—πš π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.1} π™»πš˜πšœπš & π™΅πš˜πšžπš—πš π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.2} πšƒπš‘πšŽ πšπš’πšœπš’πš—πš πš‚πš˜πš— π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.2} πšƒπš‘πšŽ πšπš’πšœπš’πš—πš πš‚πš˜πš— π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.3} π™ΏπšŠπšπš’πšŽπš—πšŒπšŽ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.3} π™ΏπšŠπšπš’πšŽπš—πšŒπšŽ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.4} πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™±πš’πš π™΄πš–πš™πšπš’ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.4} πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™±πš’πš π™΄πš–πš™πšπš’ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.5} π™°πšπšŸπšŠπš—πšŒπšŽπš πšƒπš‘πšŠπš—πšŠπšπš˜πš•πš˜πšπš’ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.5} π™°πšπšŸπšŠπš—πšŒπšŽπš πšƒπš‘πšŠπš—πšŠπšπš˜πš•πš˜πšπš’ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.6} πšƒπš˜πš–πš‹πšœπšπš˜πš—πšŽ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.6} πšƒπš˜πš–πš‹πšœπšπš˜πš—πšŽ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.7} πš†πšŠπš› π™Ύπš πšƒπš‘πšŽ πš†πš˜πš›πš•πšπšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.7} πš†πšŠπš› π™Ύπš πšƒπš‘πšŽ πš†πš˜πš›πš•πšπšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.8} πšƒπš‘πšŽ πš‚πšŒπš˜πš›πš™πš’πš˜πš— π™°πš—πš πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™΅πš›πš˜πš π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.9} πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™±πšŠπš π™Ώπš•πšŠπšŒπšŽ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.9} πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™±πšŠπš π™Ώπš•πšŠπšŒπšŽ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.10} πš†πšŠπš’πš πšŠπš›πš πš‚πš’πšœπšπšŽπš›πšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.10} πš†πšŠπš’πš πšŠπš›πš πš‚πš’πšœπšπšŽπš›πšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.11} π™±πš›πšŽπšŠπš”πšπš˜πš πš— π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.11} π™±πš›πšŽπšŠπš”πšπš˜πš πš— π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.12} πš…πšŠπš›πš’πš˜πšžπšœ & πš‚πšžπš—πšπš›πš’ πš…πš’πš•πš•πšŠπš—πšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.12} πš…πšŠπš›πš’πš˜πšžπšœ & πš‚πšžπš—πšπš›πš’ πš…πš’πš•πš•πšŠπš—πšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.13} π™³πšŽπšŸπš’πš•'𝚜 π™±πšŠπš›πšπšŠπš’πš— π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.13} π™³πšŽπšŸπš’πš•'𝚜 π™±πšŠπš›πšπšŠπš’πš— π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.14} π™Άπš˜πš˜πš π™Έπš—πšπšŽπš—πšπš’πš˜πš—πšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.14} π™Άπš˜πš˜πš π™Έπš—πšπšŽπš—πšπš’πš˜πš—πšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.15} 𝙰 π™Όπš˜πšœπš π™·πš˜πš•πš’ π™ΌπšŠπš— π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.15} 𝙰 π™Όπš˜πšœπš π™·πš˜πš•πš’ π™ΌπšŠπš— π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
πšπšŽπšŠπš•πš’πšπš’ π™±πš’πšπšŽπšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
πšπšŽπšŠπš•πš’πšπš’ π™±πš’πšπšŽπšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.16} πš‚πšŒπš˜πš˜πš‹πš’πš—πšŠπšπšžπš›πšŠπš• π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.16} πš‚πšŒπš˜πš˜πš‹πš’πš—πšŠπšπšžπš›πšŠπš• π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
π™·πš˜πš•πš π™Ύπš—πšπš˜ π™ΌπšŽ..
{13.17} πšƒπš‘πšŽ πšƒπš‘πš’πš—πš π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.17} πšƒπš‘πšŽ πšƒπš‘πš’πš—πš π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.18} π™±πš›πš’πš—πš 'π™΄πš– π™±πšŠπšŒπš” π™°πš•πš’πšŸπšŽ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.18} π™±πš›πš’πš—πš 'π™΄πš– π™±πšŠπšŒπš” π™°πš•πš’πšŸπšŽ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.19} π™΅πšžπš—πšŽπš›πšŠπš•πš’πšŠ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.19} π™΅πšžπš—πšŽπš›πšŠπš•πš’πšŠ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.20} πš„πš—πšπš’πš—πšœπš‘πšŽπš π™±πšžπšœπš’πš—πšŽπšœπšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.20} πš„πš—πšπš’πš—πšœπš‘πšŽπš π™±πšžπšœπš’πš—πšŽπšœπšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.21} π™±πšŽπšŠπš πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™³πšŽπšŸπš’πš• π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.21} π™±πšŽπšŠπš πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™³πšŽπšŸπš’πš• π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
{13.22} π™΄πš‘πš˜πšπšžπšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.22} π™΄πš‘πš˜πšπšžπšœ π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
π™±πš’πš π™²πš‘πšŠπš—πšπšŽπšœ...
{13.23} π™»πšŽπš πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™Άπš˜πš˜πš πšƒπš’πš–πšŽπšœ πšπš˜πš•πš• π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1
{13.23} π™»πšŽπš πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™Άπš˜πš˜πš πšƒπš’πš–πšŽπšœ πšπš˜πš•πš• π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 2
πš‚πš˜πš—πšπšœ & π™Όπš˜πš–πšŽπš—πšπšœ πšƒπš‘πš›πš˜πšžπšπš‘πš˜πšžπš πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™±πš˜πš˜πš”
π™ΆπšŠπšπš›πšŽπšŽπš•πšœ / π™±πš•πš˜πš˜πš™πšŽπš›πšœ

{13.8} πšƒπš‘πšŽ πš‚πšŒπš˜πš›πš™πš’πš˜πš— π™°πš—πš πšƒπš‘πšŽ π™΅πš›πš˜πš π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 1

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By MsAndreaAmbrose


CAMBRIDGE, ENGLAND

7.45pm on a FRIDAY

CAMBRIDGE MUSEUM

As a woman enters the building, a chime sounds over the PA system.

"Your attention, please. The museum will close in 15 minutes. The museum will close in 15 minutes."

The woman continues walking through the building and heads downstairs into a 'Staff Only' section. She attempts to open a locked door to the Archive Room, but she has the wrong code.

She tries again, before giving up and using brute force to break open the door. She looks into a drawer and finds some old parchments. She smiles and puts them into her bag.

"Excuse me? Madam? You're not allowed down here." He Says

The woman opens her mouth and demon smoke leaves her body, entering the body of the guard to possess him.

DARK ALLEY

The demon guard waits and then another man arrives. He gives the man the bag, and he takes out the parchments and puts them back in the bag.

"Well done." Barthamus Says

"How do you think Asmodeus will reward us?" He Asks

Barthamus kills the demon guard with an angel blade and then takes out his phone to make a call.

"Yeah?"

"Dean Winchester?" Barthamus Says

"Who's this?" Dean Asks

"I have something you might be interested in." Barthamus Says

_______________________________

BUNKER

Dean is cleaning his gun in the kitchen, Sam walks into room and notices what Dean is doing.

"I think she's clean." Sam Says

Dean drops the gun on the table "Anything on Ketch?"

"No. Checked every hospital in a 50-mile radius. Nada." Sam Says

"Crazy son of a bitch probably pulled the bullet out with his teeth." Dean Says

"Yeah." Sam Says

"What about Jack?" Dean Asks

"I talked to Cass. He's got nothing. It's like–we gotta find something in the lore or wait for Jack to make a mistake." Sam Says

"Yeah, well, the "mistakes" are what I'm worried about." Dean Says

Dean's cellphone rings and the screen indicates "unknown caller". He swipes the answer button.

"Yeah?" Dean Says

"Dean Winchester?" Barthamus Says

"Who's this?" Dean Asks

"I have something you might be interested in." Barthamus Says

"No, we're happy with our cable provider. Thank you." Dean Says

"What about your nephilim? Word on the street is he's gone rogue." Barthamus Says

"Yeah? What street is that?" Dean Asks

"Hell Street. Hell Avenue. Just Hell, really." Barthamus Says

"Demon?" Sam whispers

"What if I told you I had a way to find your boy? Meet me at Smile Diner at 12:45." Barthamus Says, then hangs up.

STREET

Sam and Dean walk down a city street, towards the diner.

"You know, this could be a trap. I mean he could work for Asmodeus." Dean Says

"Yeah, but what if he's telling the truth?" Sam Says

"You know, after Crowley, I told myself, no more demons." Dean Says

"Dean, we don't even know what this guy's deal is." Sam Says

"Yeah, we do. He's a freakin' demon." Dean Says

"Yeah, but you said it yourself, we need a miracle. And maybe this is it." Sam Says

"You know what "miracles" are called from demons? I don't know, but I'm pretty sure it's not "miracles" Dean Says

"How about this? Let's hear the guy out." Sam Says

"All right, and after that, we kill him." Dean Says, as he and Sam Dean enter the Smile Diner.

SMILE DINER

Barthamus is sitting alone at a table, Sam and Dean spots him out and sits down at the table.

"The famous Winchesters." Barthamus Says

"Some random demon." Dean Says

"Barthamus. Bart's fine. Please, sit. I ordered cherry pie." He Says

"Well, Bart, don't know what you've heard about us, but..." Dean Says

"Everything, I've been following your careers a long time. You're a real pain in the pitchfork. And the halo. Natural disrupters. We have that in common, you and I." Barthamus Says

"Mm. Yeah, we're twinsies." Dean Says

"All right. You said you have something for us?" Sam Says

Barthamus produces the parchment that was stolen from the Cambridge Museum.

"That is a genuine Nephilim tracking spell." Barthamus Says

"Hmm." Sam Says

"Yeah, and I just won the Powerball." Dean Says

"You don't believe me." Barthamus Says

"Ya think?" Dean Says

"Wait a second. Even if this is real..." Sam Says

"It's real." Barthamus Says

"Why would you give it to us?" Sam Asks

"I'm a crossroads demon, Sam. After Crowley's promotion to King of Hell, the crossroads demon. Helping people's what I do, my raison d'être." Barthamus Says

"Right. Okay, look, we've been around long enough to know nothing's ever free. So, what's the catch?" Sam Says

"You got me. I do need something in return. Call it a favor." Barthamus Says

"Yeah, but you already gave us the spell." Dean Says

"Half the spell, that's half the spell, the other half is elsewhere. But I'll happily hand it over once we're done." Barthamus Says

"Well, see, here's the thing. when a demon tells us to jump, we don't ask how high we just ice their ass." Dean Says

"How very "Dean" of you." He Chuckles "Sam, do me a favor. You're the smart one. Look into that. I'll be in touch." Barthamus Says

Barthamus gets up and leaves the diner. Dean proceeds to eat the pie, while Sam studies the parchment.

BUNKER

Sam is studying the parchment in the library, Dean enters the room.

"What's the verdict?" Dean Asks

"The spell... I think it checks out. I put together a rough translation. Um, it's Canaanite. Dates back to the time of King Solomon, who apparently commissioned it to keep tabs on the Queen of
Sheba, who, according to the lore, was half-angel." Sam Says

"She was a nephilim? So, what you're saying is that King Solomon created a spell so that she could stalk his girlfriend." Dean Says

"Yeah. And it looks like it works. Or it would work..." Sam Says

"If we had the other half, which, without it, we got nothing." Dean Says

"Pretty much." Sam Says

"Great." Dean Says

"Look, whatever game Bart is playing, I-I-I don't wanna play it, but..." Sam Says

"Sam, you know that these things don't usually go our way." Dean Says

"It doesn't matter. Jack is out there, in the world, and he's alone and he's scared and he's dangerous. And if this is our chance to find him...we have to
take it." Sam Says

WAREHOUSE

Barthamus and two other people are waiting, impatiently. Sam and Dean enter the building and approach the group.

"Relax. They'll be here." He sees Sam and Dean arriving "Sam. Dean. Welcome." Barthamus Says

"Who are your friends?" Dean Asks

"I'm sorry. I should've told you. These are my associates. This young lady is Smash. And this is Grab." Barthamus Says

"Hiya." Grab Says

"Smash and Grab? Really?" Sam Says

"Not our real names." Smash Says

"No kidding." Dean Says

"Smash can crack any safe built by man. And Grab's a demon, expert in bypassing supernatural security." Barthamus Says

"Wait. Safecracking? What is this, a heist? Hold up. Is this a heist?" Dean Says

"His name is Luther Shrike. Lives off-grid. Paranoid, agoraphobic. You might call him a hoarder. Has a rabid appetite for collecting rare supernatural objects, including something of mine." Barthamus Says

"All right, so what are we talkin'? Your favorite My Little Pony?" Dean Says

"No. What I want is in a mahogany trunk, in a safe, locked in a vault room, hidden somewhere on Shrike's farm. I want you to find my property and bring it back to me." Barthamus Says

"What's in the safe?" Dean Asks

"Why don't you rob him yourself?" Sam Asks

"If I could, I would. Farm's warded inside and out. Grab can locate the vault room, but the only thing that can actually open it is the blood of a man who's been to Hell and back. Tell me, Dean, do you know any men like that?" Barthamus Says

Flashback to Dean in Hell, screaming "Somebody help me! Sam!" Dean rolls up his sleeve and holds out his arm to Barthamus.

"Well, here. Why don't you just take it? Then you can give us the rest of the spell." Dean Says

"I'm afraid it needs to be straight from the tap. And
I don't just need your blood. I need you. You see, when it comes to Shrike, there's what I know and what I don't know. Now Grab can locate the vault, Smash can crack the safe. But there will be curveballs. And you boys, well, you tend to hit
those right out of the park." Barthamus Says

"Okay, tell me. How does Shrike get into his vault?" Sam Asks

"He uses his own blood." Barthamus Says

"So he's been to Hell. What's he, a demon?" Dean Says

"Luther gets around, but he is human. Not one of the good ones. He's a sadist, a murderer who'll do anything and everything to add to his collection." Barthamus Says

"All right, seriously, what does he have of yours?" Dean Asks

"It's important to me. That's all you need to know." Barthamus Says

"Sorry. That's not good enough." Sam Says

"Put it another way... take the deal, or I give the spell to Asmodeus. I made a copy of your half, obviously. Did I neglect to mention that he's looking for your boy, too? But here's the thing... I don't trust him. Of course, I don't trust you either, but I trust him less, so you get dibs. For now." Barthamus Says

Sam and Dean exchanged looks then walked upstairs to discuss in private.

"All right, well, I've seen this movie a thousand times. Some asshat too fancy to get his hands dirty plans a job, swears it'll all go smooth, and it does... until bang! And everything goes screaming off the rails, and it's our asses." Dean Says

"Dean..." Sam Says

"You know he's gonna screw us over the first chance he gets." Dean Says

"Not if we screw him over first. Listen, we want that spell, right? I mean, we need that spell. We definitely don't want Asmodeus getting his hands on it. So, let's do this, have him hand over the other half of the spell..." Sam Says

"And then?" Dean Says

"And then, like you said we kill him." Sam Says

"Okay." Dean Says

He makes his way down first and Sam follows after him.

"Peace made?" Barthamus Says

"Yeah, you could say that." Dean Says

"All right, look, if we're doing this, finding the vault's gonna take time. We need a distraction, something to keep Shrike busy." Sam Says

"I'm all ears. See, boys, it's kismet, us working together. Shrike'll never see us coming." Barthamus Says

________________________________

LUTHER SHRIKES HOUSE

Luther walks into the foyer of his house, while a demon walks behind him.

"They're coming. Asmodeus isn't your enemy." He Says

"He wants to use me as bait." Luther Says

"Barthamus is coming, Luther. All Asmodeus asks is when he shows his traitor face, you give us a call." He Says

"I could. Or, uh Exorcizamus Te, omnis immundus spiritus." Luther Says, beginning an exorcism.

"You're making a mistake!" He Says, Luther lifts a rip revealing a devils trap.

"Adiuramus Te, cessa decipere humanas creaturas, eisque aeternae perditionis venenum propinare!" Black smoke comes out the vessel "Tell your boss I don't take orders. I give 'em. If he or Barthamus... if anyone comes near me, I'm ready." Luther Says, as the demon smoke fades out through the vents.

Later Sam drives Baby up to the gate of Luther Shrike's property. He pushes the buzzer and the phone rings.

"It's, uh, John Dortmunder. We... we e-mailed about my" He pats a case that sits on the seat next to him "family heirloom." Sam Says

In the back seat, under a blanket Dean and Smash are concealed from view. He looks at her Doc martens.

"Hey, Winona the '90s called, they'd like their shoes back." Dean Says

"Shh." Smash Says

The gate opens and Sam drives Baby onto the property. He stops a short time later, looks around.

"Clear." Dean and Smash get out of the car. "Dean?" Sam Says

"Yeah?" Dean Says

"Don't get dead." Sam Says

"You, too, Let's go." Dean Says

Sam drives up to the house, and approaches the door and rings the buzzer. The door opens. There is no one there. Sam enters, sees a devil's trap on the floor.

"I'm in here." Luther Says, as Sam enters the room.

Dean and Smash walk together, carrying their flashlights. They find a shed and go inside. While Dean is doing a spell, Smash opens a can of drink, takes a mouthful and burps loudly.

"Ahh." Smash Says

"You're weird. That Nerve Damage? Ha! I used to live on that crap when I was a kid. It's, like, 10 times the legal limit of caffeine, right? Didn't know they made that anymore." Dean Says

"eBay." Smash Says

Smash reaches into her bag and grabs another can, hands it to Dean. He takes a drink.

"Wow... So, safecrackng." Dean Says

"So, hunting." Smash Says

"You know, I probably don't have to tell you this, but working for demons is not a smart idea." Dean Says

"You're working for demons." Smash Says

"Yeah, well, I don't really have a choice." Dean Says

"Same." Smash Says

"You get in some kind of trouble or somethin'?" Dean Asks

"How long does a demon summoning spell take?" Smash Asks

Dean looks up at her and she shrugs her shoulders, he finishes the spell and lights it up and Grab appears.

"Cool." Grab Says

"All right, so where's this vault room?" Dean Asks

"Don't know." Grab Says

"Y..." Dean Says

"It's hidden under a cloaking spell." Grab Says

"Awesome." Dean Says

"Don't worry, Chief. I got this. Or should I say... you got this." Grab Says

"Me?" Dean Says

"Your blood, it's like a dowsing rod. The vault wants it. You have it. Like attracts like, comprende?" Grab Says

"Wait, so you're saying that I'm some sort of a vault compass?" Dean Says

"Oh. You said he was just a pretty face." Grabs Says

"Shh." Smash Says

"Okay, so what now?" Dean Asks

"This. Sanguis infernus, anima nunc. Viam manifesta. Sanguis inferne, viam ostende." Grab Says

"Ah!" Dean Says

Dean loses control of his arm as it becomes the compass and starts throwing him around until he is pointing in the right direction.

"Dude! What!." Dean Says

"Awesome, I guess we gotta go that way." Grab Says

Inside the house in Luther's study, he pours two drinks and hands one to Sam.

"Homemade gin. It'll blow your whistle." Luther Says

"Homemade?" Sam Says

"I don't get out much." Luther Says

"Mm. Um.." He takes a sip, then clears his throat "I gotta say, you have a very impressive collection." Sam Says

"Ever seen a "fang of the Basilisk"?" Luther Asks

Sam looks over and walks over to the table, he picks up the object and has a look at it.

"Actually, that's not, um... So, whoever sold you this to you had it wrong. Uh, basilisk fangs are hollow. This is actually a Gorgon tooth. It's still really cool, though. You know, I would love to see more of your collection." Sam Says

"Let's stick to business, what you got?" Luther Asks

"Of course. Um, okay. So, what I brought today is very special. It's very rare. It's one-of-a-kind." He opens the box to reveal Ruby's knife. "A knife that can kill demons." Sam Says

Outside Dean, Smash and Grab are still wandering around the grounds, following the compass in Dean's arm.

"I hate this. I hate this! I hate you!" Dean Says

"No one cares." Grab Says

"How much longer?" Dean Asks

"Takes as long as it takes." Grab Says

"Okay, well, if something happens to my brother while we're out here dealing with this crap..." Dean Says

"Hey, a little respect? It took years to perfect that spell. If your brother's too stupid to do his part, then that's on him." Grab Says

"What'd you say?" He grunts, as the compass in his arm pulls him off balance "Son of a bitch." Dean Says

They continue walking until the find a cellar door.

"Oh, no lock. Well, that's never a good sign." Dean Says, then Smash opens the doors.

"Vault's gotta be down there." Smash Says

"Oh, I'm not going down there. I've already done my bit. This is on you, hand puppet." Grab Says

"I will kill you." Dean Says

"I bet you say that to all the girls." Grab Says

Dean and Smash walk down the stairs into a small room, sparsely furnished.

"All right. This is the vault room. Where's the safe?" Dean Asks

"Behind that door." Smash Says

"And I'm supposed to use my blood how?" Dean Asks

"I think you're supposed to put your paw in there." Smash Says

She indicates to a statue of a hog's mouth in the centre of the door. There is room for a hand to reach inside the mouth.

"What, are you kidding me?" Dean Says

OFFICE

Back in the house Luther closes the box and stands to his feet.

"So, what's your price?" Luther Asks

"Uh, you know, what we agreed to in the e-mail is... is fine." Sam Says

"Of course." He reaches into a drawer and pulls out some cash. "But, uh we both know you're not really here for this." Luther Says

"Sorry? I...I don't understand." Sam Says, as Luther grabs the demon knife and approaches him.

"Bart sent you." Luther Says

"Huh?" Sam Says

"You're here to rob me, right?" Luther Says

"No, no, no. You got it wrong." Sam Says

"I don't think so, demon." Luther Says

Luther lunges at Sam, who manages to disarm him, but the Luther gets a punch in and pushes Sam across the room. He falls and Luther goes across to his shotgun rack and begins to load.

"You're the distraction, right? Got your friends out there, stripping me blind as we speak." Luther Says

Luther fires and Sam dives out of the way. While Luther is re-loading, Sam sees the demon knife on the ground, grabs it and rushes in to stab Luther. The knife goes in, but nothing happens and Sam is stunned.

"Bart didn't tell you? As long as I'm on the property, I can't die." Luther Says

Luther hits Sam with Gorgon tooth rock and He falls to the fall, unconscious.

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