MONUMENT, COLORADO
Sam rushed into a bedroom, Juliette and Deanna on his tail. Dean followed and shut the door. They searched the room. Dean, Juliette and Deanna checked the drawers while Sam checked the safe.
"Any sign of it?" Dean asked.
"Nothing," Sam replied. "Are you two sure this is Bela's room?"
Juliette held up two wigs and showed them to Sam as she said, "I'd say so."
Suddenly, the phone rang and they shared a look. Dean walked to the phone and looked at Sam who shook his head. Dean picked up the phone and answered it cautiously. It was Bela, who was calling from her car.
"Dean? Sweetie, are you there?"
"Where are you?" Dean demanded.
"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?" She looked at the Colt on the seat next to her. "Sorry, I can't at the moment."
"You understand how many people are gonna die if you do this?"
"What exactly is lit 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 that to track you down."
"That's where you're wrong. You're about to be quite occupied." Dean looked at Sam, Juliette and Deanna. "Did you really think I wouldn't take precautions?"
Suddenly, police officers burst into Bela's room and pointed guns at Sam and Dean. The brothers and Juliette raised their hands above their heads as Deanna was grabbed.
"Hands in the air!" police officer one demanded.
"Down on your knees," police officer two ordered.
Bela hung up the phone and sighed in relief.
"That bitch!" Dean cried.
Deanna began crying, reaching for her parents.
"Turn around! Now!" police officer one yelled.
The police officers forced Dean and Sam to lie on the floor. Juliette's wheelchair was prevented from moving.
Police officer one spoke again. "Sam, Juliette and Dean Winchester, you have the right to remain silent." The brothers saw feet come closer and looked 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 for you at government expense."
Dean, Sam, Juliette and Deanna looked up to see Agent Henriksen.
"Hi guys..." Henriksen greeted. "It's been awhile."
Dean, Sam, Juliette and Deanna looked at each other. Dean closed his eyes and laid his head down on the floor.
POLICE STATION
Henriksen was speaking to police.
"So did you get them?" Melvin asked.
"Where is everyone?" Henriksen questioned. "I asked for all your men."
"And you got them. They went with you on the raid."
"Four men? That's all?"
"Everyone I could drum up with an hour's notice. We're a small town, Agent Henriksen."
Henriksen walked towards the holding cells. He saw a man sleeping in the first one. "What's he in for?"
"Drunk and disorderly," Phil replied.
"Keys." Phil and Melvin looked at Henriksen in disbelief. "Now."
Phil reached for the key in his pocket and gave it to Henriksen.
"What are you doing?" Melvin questioned.
Henriksen opened the cell and tapped the sleeping man on the back. "It is your lucky night, sir. You are free to go."
"What the hell are you doing?"
Henriksen lifted the man up. "This way." He took the man from the cell and gave him to Phil.
"Agent Henriksen, you can't just release my prisoners." Henriksen walked away. "Agent Henriksen."
"Look, I get it... you're Mayberry P.D."
"Excuse me?"
"And this isn't how I'd do it if I had my choice. But a tip's a tip and we had to move fast." He walked back to the office.
"Look, Agent, this ain't my first rodeo."
"You've never been to a rodeo like this before. You have any idea who we're about to bring in here?"
"Yeah, a few fugitives."
"The most dangerous criminals you've ever laid eyeballs on. Think Hannibal Lecter, his psycho wheelchair-bound wife, and his half-wit little brother. It's a shame that little girl was caught up in it. Do you know what these guys do for kicks? Dig up graves and mutilate corpses. They're not just killers, Sheriff. They're Satan-worshiping, nutbag killers."
Nancy, the secretary, was silently listening to Henriksen and held the cross pendant she was wearing around her neck.
"So work with me here. I'll get them out of your hair and on their way to the Supermax and you'll be home in enough time to watch the farm report."
Melvin nodded. "However we can help."
Henriksen came closer. "Those men of yours... post them at the exits."
"Yes sir."
Henriksen spoke into his walkie. "Reidy?"
"Yeah, Vic?" Reidy answered.
"Bring them in." Nancy looked at Henriksen. "I guess we're as ready as we're gonna be."
The doors opened. Sam, Juliette and Dean were led in, shackled together by a chain and guarded by two officers. Deanna, who was kicking and screaming, was led in and set down in a chair.
"Why all the sourpusses?" Dean asked with a smile.
Sam and Juliette looked at the name plate on Nancy's desk which read Nancy Fitzgerald, Secretary. Nancy looked afraid and grabbed her rosary.
"I'll show you the cells," Reidy said, grabbing Dean's arm.
"Hey! Hey! Watch the merchandise!" Dean protested as Nancy's eyes floated to them, scared. "We're not the ones you should be scared of, Nancy."
Nancy looked at her rosary and held it.
Sam, Juliette and Dean were brought to their cell and the police left them alone. Dean headed for the bed and Sam and Juliette headed to the door. They almost fell because of the chain.
"Dean, come on!" Sam complained.
Juliette fell out of her wheelchair and let out a groan.
"All right, all right," Dean said. "Sit?"
"Yeah," Sam agreed.
They awkwardly walked around each other and ended up sitting on the bed.
Juliette managed to get herself on the floor near the bed and asked, "How we gonna Houdini out of this one? I swear if they hurt or scare Deanna..."
"Good question," Sam replied.
OFFICE
Henriksen made a phone call and loosened his bulletproof vest. "It's me. Steve in?" He paused. "Well get him out of the meeting." He looked at Melvin who was watching him.
FBI OFFICE
Wanted posters for Sam, Juliette and Dean were hanging on the wall.
"Groves," Steve greeted.
"I've got them," Henriksen informed.
"Well, I'll be damned." He opened his Winchester case files. "I was betting on your headstone reading "Couldn't catch the Winchesters and the little girl.""
"Well, they'll be at Supermax by morning."
"How?"
"Armored bus, loaded with men. Another armored bus, loaded with women. The girl will be put in foster care."
"Buses? What, are you trying to give me another ulcer?"
"Look, we're taking every precaution."
"Screw that. I'm sending a chopper. Like the last time? And the time before that?"
"Whatever you think is best."
"Damn right, and I'll be on it. I can't take you losing those boys and girls again. They have been a primary thorn in my ass for months. So Victor..."
"Yeah?"
"Glue your eyeballs to them till I get there."
OFFICE
Henriksen hung up the phone and addressed Melvin. "There's a chopper on the way."
"But we don't have a helicopter pad," Melvin said.
"Then clear the damn parking lot."
CELL
Dean and Juliette looked at Henriksen. Sam glanced at Henriksen, then away.
"You know what I'm trying to decide?" Henriksen asked.
"I don't know," Dean replied. "What? Whether Cialisis will help you with your little condition?"
"What to have for dinner tonight." Sam looked at him. "Steak or lobster, what the hell, surf and turf." Dean smirked cynically. "I got to celebrate. I mean, after all, seeing you three in chains..."
"You kinky son of a bitch. We don't swing that way. Touch my girls and my brother and I will hurt you."
"Now, that's funny."
"You know, I wouldn't bust out the melted butter yet if I were you. Couldn't catch us at the bank, couldn't keep us in jail."
"You're right. Screwed up. I underestimated you. I didn't count on you being so smart."
"Ready to lose again?" Juliette shot back.
"Ready like a court order to keep you in a Super maximum prison in Nevada till trial. Ready like isolation in a soundproof, windowless cell, so that between you and me... probably unconstitutional." Sam, Juliette and Dean realized how serious Henriksen was. "How's that for ready?" Dean and Juliette said nothing. "Take a good look at Sam; you three will never see each other again. You'll never see that little girl again."
"That little girl has a name. Deanna."
Sam, Juliette and Dean looked at Henriksen, disconcerted as Henriksen asked, "Where's that smug smile, Dean? I want to see it. Your wife if you make her mad enough has some quips."
Dean shook his head. "You got the wrong guys and girl."
"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. 'Cause everybody's got a sob story. But not everybody becomes a killer." A helicopter's approach sounded. "And now I have four less to worry about." He looked at his watch and smiled. "It's surf time." He laughed.
Sam, Juliette and Dean watched Henriksen leave. Dean smiled cynically. Juliette looked worried. A stressed look crossed each of their faces.
OFFICE
Agent Steven Hargroves entered the office and Henriksen held out his hand.
"Steven!" Henriksen greeted.
"Gentlemen," Steven said, giving Henriksen some files instead of shaking his hand.
"What's all this?" Henriksen asked, confused.
"What can I say? The FBI didn't invent bureaucracy. We perfected it."
"You want me to do all this now?"
Steven smiled. "Sorry. Now, Victor." Nancy smiled. "I'm gonna go take a good long gander at our fugitives."
Deanna kicked at her chair and screamed.
Steven left Henriksen to finish the paperwork. Reidy gave Henriksen a pen and Henriksen began filling out the forms, annoyed.
CELLS
Steven entered the holding cell area and closed the main door to the office area.
Dean stood and looked at Steven.
"Sam, Juliette and Dean Winchester. I'm Deputy Director Steven Groves. This is a pleasure," Steven said.
"Well, glad one of us feels that way," Dean replied.
"I've been waiting a long time for you three to come out of the woodwork."
Steven pulled out his gun and shot Juliette in her left shoulder. Juliette's blood sprayed the wall. Juliette grunted and fell back, while Sam jumped up and grappled with Steven through the bars. Dean ran to tend to his wife as she fell near the bed. He helped her onto the bed just as as Steve fired several more shots, narrowly the couple. Dean had placed himself over his wife to protect her. Steven's eyes turned black and Sam began an exorcism in Latin, which caused Steven's head to whip from side to side.
"Sorry," Steven stated. "Got to cut this short. It's gonna be a long night, fellas."
Juliette sat up, with help, clutching her shoulder, as the demon left Steven's body and the black smoke disappeared not the ceiling air vent.
OFFICE
Henriksen and Reidy heard Steven's scream.
Deanna began crying, wanting her family.
"What the hell was that?" Reidy asked.
They both ran to the cells.
CELLS
Steven fell to the ground. Phil and Melvin entered, followed by Henriksen, who pointed his gun at Sam.
"Put the gun down!" Melvin ordered.
"Wait," Sam said. "Okay. Wait."
"He shot him!"
"I didn't shoot him. I didn't shoot anyone."
"He shot my wife!" Dean complained.
"Get on your knees," Henriksen demanded.
"Okay, okay, okay. Don't shoot. Please," Sam begged. "Look. Here. Here." He passed a gun through the bars. "We didn't shoot him. Check the body. There's no blood. We did not kill him. Go ahead, check him."
Reidy checked Steven's body. "Vic, there's no bullet wound."
"He's probably been dead for months," Dean said.
"What did you do to him?" Henriksen questioned.
"We didn't do anything."
"Talk or I shoot."
"You won't believe us."
"He was possessed," Sam explained.
"Possessed?" Henriksen repeated. "Right. Fire up the chopper! We're taking them out of here now."
"Yeah! Do that!" Dean yelled.
"Bill?" Reidy called. "Bill, are you there?"
There was no answer from the walkie. Henriksen nodded to Reidy to check outside. Melvin and Phil continued pointing their guns at Sam, Juliette and Dean.
OUTSIDE
Reidy discovered two officers whose throats had been cut. He walked to the chopper. The pilot and two more officers were dead.
Reidy spoke into his walkie. "They're dead. I think they're all dead."
Suddenly, there was a blast of light. Reidy yelled and was flung backwards.
CELL
"What the hell was that?" Henriksen wondered. "Reidy? Reidy?!"
OUTSIDE
The chopper was on fire. Reidy coughed and sat up.
Henriksen spoke on the walkie. "What the hell was that? Come in? Reidy? Reidy?"
Reidy walked towards the burned chopper. He turned and found one of the dead officers on his feet looking at him with black eyes. The possessed officer crushed Reidy's flesh. Reidy screamed.
OFFICE
Melvin filled his rifle with bullets while Nancy tried to make a call.
"Hello?" Nancy called, trying to get a line.
"My men?" Melvin said. "Agent Henriksen-" The agent didn't answer.
"What the hell's happening out there?" Phil questioned.
"I can't get a line," Nancy told them. "All the phones are out."
"Henriksen!" Melvin called. "Four of my men!"
"The Internet, my cell... It's all dead. How can it all be dead?"
Melvin tossed the rifle to Phil and the lights suddenly went out.
CELL
Sam and Dean stood. Juliette had been propped against the wall.
"That can't be good," Dean and Juliette said.
OFFICE
"Oh, my God," Nancy muttered.
"Mama. Dada," Deanna said as she cried.
"No, it's okay, it's okay, it's okay," Melvin reassured. "We're gonna go, we're gonna go... right now." He loaded his gun and Henriksen turned around.
"Nobody's going anywhere," Henriksen told them. "Everybody calm down."
"Your partner is out there! My men are out there!"
"I know. We go out there, we're asking to de. Don't you get it?"
"Get what?"
"They're out there and they're coming in here. This is a siege. So this might be a good time for you to lock the doors and the windows," Nancy looked up, panicking, "take a breath, and maybe deal with this like trained professionals with some sense in their heads."
Phil and Melvin looked at each other and calmed down. Melvin nodded and left.
Henriksen turned to Nancy. "You okay?" Nancy nodded and shook her head. "I wouldn't think so. Nancy, right? I'm gonna get you through this. You got my word. You got that?"
Nancy smiled and nodded.
CELL
Dean helped Juliette with her wound while she grunted. "All right, don't be such a wuss. I bet this is nothing like having a baby. That's my girl."
Juliette glared at her husband. "It's a different kind of pain. Call me a wuss again and... I don't know. I won't be happy."
"What's the plan?" Henriksen asked as he walked up. "Kill everyone in the station, bust you three out?"
Dean frowned. "What the hell are you talking about?"
"I'm talking about your psycho friends. I'm talking about the blood bath."
"Okay, I promise you whoever's out there is not here to help us."
"Look, you got to believe us," Sam said. "Everyone here is in terrible danger."
"You think?" Henriksen questioned.
Dean narrowed his eyes. "Why don't you let us out of here so we can save your asses? Is Deanna okay?"
"From what? You were gonna say "demons"?" He raised his gun and pointed at the ceiling for emphasis. "Don't you dare say "demons". Let me tell you something. You should be a lot more scared of me." He left.
"How's the shoulder?" Sam wondered.
Juliette took away a pad of toilet paper with a large bloodstain on it. "It's awesome." She tossed away the pad. "I'll live. You know, if we get out of here alive. So you got a plan?"
Dean checked Juliette's exit wound on the back of her shoulder as Juliette grimaced.
Juliette noticed Nancy peeking around a corner outside the bars and said quietly to her brother-in-law and husband, "Hey."
"Hey..." Sam called as Nancy backed off, scared. "Uh, please, please. We need your help. It's... it's Nancy, right?" Nancy looked at Sam. "Nancy, my... my sister-in-law has been shot. She's... She's bleeding really bad. You think maybe you could just get us a towel? Please? Just one clean towel?" Nancy wasn't sure she was still a bit afraid. "Look, look at us. We're not the bad guys. I swear."
Dean gave Nancy a smile before she left them and Sam sighed.
"Nice try," Dean and Juliette said.
Sam sighed again, then turned and saw that Nancy had come back with a clean towel. "Thank you." Nancy came closer to the trio carefully. "It's okay." He held out his handcuffed hands.
Nancy put the towel inside the bars while Sam smiled at her and she smiled back. Suddenly, Sam grabbed Nancy's arm and dragged her against the bars, causing her to scream.
Phil ran in with his rifle. "Let her go! Let her go!"
Sam let Nancy go and she backed away, scared.
Phil pointed the gun at Sam. "You're okay, Nance?" He looked at Sam. "Try something again, get shot. And not in the arm."
"Okay," Sam replied.
Phil and Nancy walked away.
After they left, Dean hit Sam in the arm and asked, "What the hell was that?"
Sam held up Nancy's rosary.
Juliette was pressing the towel to her wound as she sat on the bed next to Sam and Dean.
"We're like sitting ducks in here," Sam told his brother and sister-in-law.
"Yeah, I know," Dean agreed, shouting his next words. "Would it kill these cops to bring us a snack?!"
"How many you figure are out there?"
"I don't know."
Juliette frowned. "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." He smiled. "It's like we got a contract on us? Think it's because we're so awesome? I think it's 'cause we're so awesome." He smiled again, but his smile dropped after Sam and Juliette looked at him, unamused.
Melvin came in and unlocked their cell.
"Well, howdy, there, Sheriff," Dean greeted.
Dean, Juliette and Sam stood as Melvin opened the cell door.
"Uh, Sheriff?" Sam called.
"It's time to go, boys, girl," Melvin told them.
Dean and Sam stepped back, and in front of Juliette, as Melvin entered the cell.
"Uh... you know what? We're just comfy right here. But thank you," Dean replied.
Henriksen appeared 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," Melvin answered. "We're gonna make a run for it."
"It's safer here."
"There's a SWAT facility in Boulder."
Henriksen entered the cell. "The hell we're not."
Henriksen shot Melvin in the head. Dean and Sam grappled with Henriksen. Sam pushed Henriksen's head into the toilet and began an exorcism. Phil ran around the corner with his rifle.
Dean pointed Henriksen's gun at him as he warned, "Stay back!"
Henriksen lifted his head from the water. His face was burning and he yelled. Sam shoved him back into the toilet bowl, in which Nancy's rosary was floating. Sam continued the exorcism and Nancy came around the corner.
"Hurry up!" Dean and Juliette yelled.
Henriksen lifted his head again. His eyes were black. "It's too late. I already called them. They're coming."
Sam shoved him back into the water and finished the exorcism. Henriksen screamed as black smoke shot from his mouth and up to the air vent in the ceiling.
Henriksen fell to the floor as Sam breathed heavily.
"Is he... is he dead?" Nancy asked.
Henriksen regained consciousness and coughed.
"Henriksen!" Sam called. "Hey. Is that you in there?"
The agent got up and sat on the bed. "I... I shot the Sheriff."
Dean smiled after a pause. "But you didn't shoot the Deputy."
Sam and Juliette stared at their brother/husband in disbelief.
Henriksen continued. "Five minutes ago, I was fine, and then..."
Dean interrupted. "Let me guess. Some nasty black smoke jammed itself down your throat?"
"You were possessed," Sam and Juliette told Henriksen.
"Possessed like... possessed," Henriksen repeated.
Dean turned to Henriksen. "I owe you the biggest, "I told you so" ever." He gave Henriksen back his gun.
"Officer Amici," Henriksen called as he addressed Phil. "Keys..." Phil gave Henriksen the keys and Sam, Juliette and Dean's chains fell to the floor. "All right, so how do we survive?"
OFFICE
Sam drew a Devil's Trap on the floor with spray paint. Dean looked at the floor plans to the police station, on which two Devil's Traps were drawn. Juliette was sitting in her wheelchair with Deanna on her lap while Nancy took care of her wound. Phil and Henriksen prepared guns.
"Well, that's nice. It's not gonna do much good," Dean told them.
"We got an arsenal here," Phil replied.
"You don't poke a bear with a BB gun. That's just gonna make 'em mad."
"What do you mean?" Henriksen asked.
"Salt," Juliette answered. "Lots and lots of salt."
"Salt?" Phil repeated.
"What, is there an echo in here?" Dean asked.
"There's road salt in the storeroom."
"Perfect. Perfect. We need salt at every window and every door." Henriksen and Phil left. "How you holdin' up, Nancy?"
"Okay." Nancy paused. "When I was little, I would come home from the church and start to talk about the devil. My parents would tell me to stop being so literal. I guess I showed them, huh?" She added one last piece of tape to Dean's bandage. "That should hold."
"Thank you."
"Sure."
Phil entered with bags of salt.
"Hey, where's my car?" Dean asked.
"Impound lot out back," Phil replied.
"Okay."
"Wait." Dean looked at him. "You're not going out there?"
"Yeah, I got to get something out of my trunk. Stay with Mama, Dena."
IMPOUND LOT
Dean opened the gate to the lot, then the hood of the Impala. He started putting things into a bag. The lights at the gas station flickered and thick black smoke interspersed with blue lightning raced past. The lights in the impound lot flickered and crackled. Dean grabbed some dreamcatcher-like amulets and turned to see the black smoke and blue and pink light coming towards him. He ran back inside as the smoke came closer.
POLICE STATION
Sam was drawing a Devil's Trap on the floor with spray paint while the others lined the windows with salt.
Dean rushed inside. "They're coming! Hurry."
Black smoke hit a window and Nancy screamed. Nancy, Sam and Dean ran to the main office area, where Henriksen was. Juliette wheeled herself to a closet with Deanna and hid. Dean tossed a gun to Sam. From the outside of the building the smoke surrounded the windows. The lights in the main room flickered and it grew darker. Smoke engulfed the building. Nancy clutched her cross necklace. Dust rained down from the ceiling as the building shook. The smoke disappeared and all fell silent.
"Everybody okay?" Sam asked.
"Define "okay"," Henriksen replied.
"All right, everybody needs to put these on." Dean gave each of them a protection necklace. "They'll keep you from being possessed. There you go."
"What about you and Sam?" Nancy wondered.
Dean and Sam showed their matching protection symbol tattoos on their chests.
"Smart," Henriksen noted. "How long have you had those?"
"Not long enough," Dean answered.
Henriksen looked at Melvin's nameplate while Dean watched him. Nancy was organizing some files when she saw a crowd of people outside.
"Hey, that's Jenna Rubner," Nancy said, seeing a woman with long red hair and black eyes.
"That's not Jenna anymore," Sam told her.
"That's where all that black demon smoke went?"
"Looks like."
Phil was in another room. He grabbed a chair and stood on it to look out a window, which he wiped with his hand. He'd broken the salt line.
MAIN OFFICE
"Shotgun shells full of salt," Henriksen stated.
Dean filled his shotgun. "Whatever works."
"Fighting off monsters with condiments." He took off his tie. "So turns out demons are real." He started filling his rifle with salt shells.
"FYI, ghosts are real too. So're werewolves, vampires, changelings, evil clowns that eat people."
"Okay then."
"If it makes you feel better, Bigfoot's a hoax."
"It doesn't. So, how many demons?"
"Total? No clue. A lot."
"You know what my job is?"
"You mean besides locking up the good guys?" Dean walked 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 in the corner so big. So yeah... sign me up for that big, frosty mug of wasting my life."
"You didn't know."
"Now I do." He paused. "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 swingin'."
Henriksen offered a light smile. "Plus you got nothing to go home to but your brother, wife and daughter."
"Yeah." Dean nodded. "What about you? You rockin' the white picket fence?"
"Mmm-mm, empty apartment, string of angry ex-wives. I'm right where you are." He chuckled.
"Imagine that."
There was a crash and Dean and Henriksen ran into the office where Phil had broken the salt line, followed by Sam. A woman had broken in.
Henriksen pointed his rifle. "How do we kill her?"
"We don't." Sam lowered Henriksen's rifle.
"She's a demon."
"She's here to help us."
Phil and Nancy were looking around the corner.
"Are you kidding?" Phil asked.
Ruby was standing near the window, breathing heavily and Dean sighed in exasperation before Ruby asked, "Are you gonna let me out?"
Henriksen looked at Dean. Sam scratched the Devil's Trap on the floor with his knife so Ruby could be freed.
"And they say chivalry's dead," Ruby said. "Does anyone here have a breath mint? Some guts splattered in my mouth while I was killing my way in here."
Ruby walked past everyone into the main office. Dean and Henriksen followed her, while Sam stayed to fix the salt line.
OFFICE
"How many are out there?" Dean questioned.
"30 at least," Ruby answered. "That's so far."
"Oh, good. 30. 30 hit men all gunning for us. Who sent them?"
Ruby looked at Sam who was standing in the doorway. "You didn't tell Dean?" Dean looked at Sam, confused. "Ooh, I'm surprised."
Dean frowned. "Tell me what?"
"There's a big new up and comer. Real pied piper."
"Who is he?"
"Not he. Her. Her name is Lilith."
"Lilith?"
"And she really, really wants Sam's intestines on a stick. 'Cause she sees him as a competition."
Dean frowned. "You knew about this?" Sam didn'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 looked at Sam, who didn't meet her eyes. She looked at Dean. "Where's the Colt?"
"It got stolen," Sam said.
"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 raised a hand. "Fine. Since I don't see that there's any other option. There's one other way I know how to get you out of here alive."
"What's that?" Dean asked.
"I know a spell. It'll vaporize 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?"
"Okay, what do we need to do?"
"Aww... you can't do anything. This spell is very specific. It calls for a person of virtue."
Dean nodded. "I got virtue."
Ruby chuckled. "Nice try. You're not a virgin."
Dean laughed. "Nobody's a virgin."
Ruby looked at Dean, then at Nancy, who looked away.
"No," Dean said. "No way. You're kidding me, r- You're..."
"What? It's a choice, okay?" Nancy said.
Dean's eyes widened. "So, y-you've never... Not even once? I mean not even - Wow."
"So, this spell. What can I do?" Nancy smiled at Ruby.
"You can hold still while I cut your heart out of your chest," Ruby answered.
"What?"
"What?" Dean repeated. "Are you crazy?"
"I'm offering a solution," Ruby explained.
"You're offering to kill somebody."
"And what do you think's gonna happen to that girl when the demons get in?"
"We're gonna protect them. That's what," Henriksen replied.
"Excuse me," Nancy said.
"Very noble," Ruby commented.
"Excuse me."
"You're all gonna die. Look. This is the only way."
"Yeah, yeah. There's no way that you're gonna-" Dean was cut off.
"Would everybody please sit up?!" Nancy yelled as Dean and Ruby looked at her. "All the people out there... will it save them?"
"It'll blow the demons out of their bodies," Ruby explained. "So if their bodies are okay... yeah."
Nancy paused a long moment and nodded. "I'll do it."
"Hell no," Henriksen protested.
"No, no," Dean said.
"Hell no."
"You don't need to do this."
"All my friends are out there," Nancy said.
Henriksen frowned. "We do not sacrifice people. We do that, we're no better than them."
"We don't have a choice," Ruby told him.
"Yeah, well, your choice is not a choice," Dean retorted.
"Sam, you know I'm right."
Dean and Ruby looked at Sam, who was silent.
Dean smiled slightly, expecting Sam to agree with him. "Sam?" Sam said nothing. "What the hell is going on? Sam, tell her."
"It's my decision," Nancy said.
"Damn straight, cherry pie," Ruby agreed.
"Stop!" Dean cried. "Stop! Nobody kill any virgins. Sam, I need to talk to you." He walked into the hallway and Sam followed. "Please tell us 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," Sam reminded him. "Innocent people who are all gonna die, along with everyone in here."
"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 turned away for a moment, then back. "I got a plan. I'm not saying it's a good one. I'm not saying that it'll work. But it sure as hell beats killing a virgin."
"Okay, so, what's the plan?"
"Open the doors, let them all in and we fight."
OFFICE
Sam walked in and Dean asked, "Get the equipment to work?"
"Yeah," Sam replied.
"So?"
"So this is insane."
"You win "understatement of the year," Ruby said.
"Look, I get it, you think-" Dean was interrupted.
"I don't think... I know. It's not gonna work." She stood and started to leave. "So long, boys."
Sam frowned. "So, you're just gonna leave?"
"Hey. I was gonna kill myself to help you win. I'm not gonna stand here and watch you lose." She walked closer to Sam. "And I'm disappointed because I tried. I really did, but clearly I bet on the wrong horse." Sam said nothing. "Do you mind letting me out?"
FRONT DOOR
Someone used a knife to scratch away the paint forming the Devil's Trap, then broke the salt line across the doorway.
Ruby walked outside where the demons were waiting and drew her knife. "I'm leaving. Who wants to stop me?"
The demons made way for Ruby to pass. The demon who possessed Jenna's body smiled cruelly.
OFFICE
Sam, Dean and Henriksen got ready in their positions at different spots in the building. Sam was in the main office, while Dean and Henriksen were near outside doors.
"All set?" Dean asked.
"Yeah!" Sam answered.
"Ready!" Henriksen said.
"Let's do this," Dean told him.
They broke the salt lines and Devil's Traps protecting the doors. Henriksen threw open an outside door. At first, nothing happened, but suddenly, a demon swung from the doorway and kicked at Henriksen with his feet. Demons ran inside and Dean and Sam began shooting. A demon tackled Sam to the ground. One of the demons pinned Henriksen against the wall. Sam fought the demon hand-to-hand. Henriksen reached for a flask from his pocket.
"God, I hope this works," Henriksen muttered.
Henriksen opened the flask and splashed holy water on the demon. He grabbed his gun and moved further into the hallway. He and Dean both shot a demon while back to back.
"Go! Go! Go!" Dean yelled.
Henriksen and Dean moved in opposite directions. Henriksen swung at a demon with his rifle in a hallway and Sam fought with the demons in the main office. There were tons of demons in the building.
OUTSIDE
Nancy and Phil were on the roof watching as more demons ran into the building.
"When this is over, I'm gonna have so much sex," Nancy said and Phil looked at her. "But not with you. We better move."
INSIDE
Dean fought demons in a hallway.
Juliette and Deanna were still hiding in the closet.
OUTSIDE
Nancy closed a door to the building and lined it with salt.
INSIDE
Sam flung holy water at demons in the main office.
OUTSIDE
Nancy and Phil lined the door and windows with salt.
INSIDE
Sam and Dean flung holy water at the demons. When their flasks were empty, the demons gathered around them.
OUTSIDE
Nancy and Phil took their salt bags and ran along the building.
INSIDE
The demon possessing Jenna climbed over a desk and walked towards Sam. She stretched out an arm, which sent Sam and Dean flying against the wall. They gasped in pain and looked at each other.
"Henriksen, now!" Dean yelled.
AUDIO ROOM
Henriksen struggled with a demon as he tried to play a tape. He managed to turn it on and Sam's voice speaking an exorcism came from speakers all over the office. The demons covered their ears.
Sam, on the recording said, "Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanic potestas, omnis incursio infernalis adversarii..."
OUTSIDE
Nancy was lining a door with salt when a demon burst out the door. She screamed at the demon looked at her with black eyes before he fled. Phil grabbed the bag from Nancy and finished lining the door.
INSIDE
Sam's voice on the recording continued the exorcism. "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..."
As the exorcism continued to air over the loudspeakers, demons flailed and screamed. Jenna reached up to cover her ears. Sam and Dean were still pinned to the wall. Demons pounded against the outside doors, trying to get out. Black smoke began pouring from the demons' mouths. The bodies of the possessed people fell to the ground as the smoke swirled around the ceiling.
"Contremisce et effuge, invocato a nobis sancto et terribili nomini quem inferi tremunt ab insidis diaboli, libera nos, domine. Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus, omnis satanic 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!"
OFFICE
There was an explosion of light on the ceiling, then everything went still. Sam and Dean slid down the wall to the floor and looked at each other. They got to their feet as they groaned. Henriksen walked into the office and chuckled slightly as he wiped blood from his bottom lip. Dean shrugged. The people who had been possessed started to get up.
Juliette, after listening a moment, opened the door slightly and asked, "Is it over?"
Dean nodded. "It's over. You two okay?"
"Yeah."
Dean picked Deanna up while Juliette wheeled herself out of the closet.
"I better call in," Henriksen said. "Hell of a story I won't be telling."
"So what are you gonna tell them?" Sam asked.
"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 wondered.
"I'm gonna kill you. Sam, Juliette, Deanna and Dean Winchester were in the chopper when it caught on fire. Nothing left. Can't even identify them with dental records." Sam smiled. "Rest in peace guys."
Sam, Juliette and Dean shook hands with Henriksen while Deanna tiredly waved.
"Yeah..." Sam trailed.
The four left as Henriksen placed a call.
LATER
A woman walked into the police station holding a little girl by the hand. The little girl walked up to Nancy, who was sweeping the main office.
"Well hey there," Nancy greeted.
"Excuse me," the little girl said. "I'm looking for two boys and two girls. They're brothers, the older girl is married to the older one and they have a little girl."
Henriksen was sitting on a desk and Phil was standing nearby looking at a file.
"One's really tall, one's really cute, the woman is in a wheelchair and is really pretty, and the little girl is adorable."
Nancy laughed. "What's your name, sweetie?"
"Lilith." Her eyes turned white.
Phil and Nancy realized that the little girl was Lilith THE demon. Henriksen tried to react, but it was too late. Lilith raised he hand and white light filled the office. Nancy and Phil screamed.
MOTEL
Sam was lying on his back on a bed when there was a knock at the door. Sam sat up as Dean opened it to reveal Ruby. Juliette was reading to Deanna who was sucking her thumb.
Ruby walked into the room. "Turn on the news."
Sam turned on the TV.
The reporter on TV said, "The community is still reeling from the tragedy that happened just a few hours ago. Authorities believe a gas main ruptured..."
Dean sat on the other bed, opposite Sam, next to his wife and daughter.
"...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, including Sheriff Melvin Dodd, Deputy Phil Amici, and secretary Nancy Fitzgerald as well as three FBI agents, identified as Steven Groves, Calvin Reidy, and Victor Henriksen."
The news showed their pictures.
"Three 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 turned off the TV and looked as Sam, Juliette and Dean with an "I-told-you-so" look.
"Must have happened right after we left," Sam guessed.
"Considering the size of the blast," Ruby tossed hex bags to Dean, Juliette and Sam, "smart money's on Lilith."
"What's in these?" Dean and Juliette wondered.
"Something that'll protect you. Throw Lilith off your trail... for the time being, at least."
"Thanks," Sam said.
"Don't thank me. Lilith killed everyone. She slaughtered one of your precious little virgins, plus 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 left. Dean and Juliette looked at Sam, then back at their daughter.
Deanna cuddled into her mother who wrapped an arm around her.