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The succubus smirked and let a finger caress his cheek.
"Honestly hunter, I've been doing this for centuries," she said. "And what right do you have to hunt me? I need to live just like everyone else!" she exclaimed.
"By taking away their consent? I don't think so," Sam responded. The succubus hissed in displeasure and he let out a gasp as the nail turned into a claw and dug into his cheek.
"Let him go…and I'll make your death quick," Dean warned.
"Shoot her," Sam told them.
"They can't. Someone might hit little brother," the succubus smirked.
"What you talkin' 'bout, witch?" Dean snapped.
"Oh, please. I heard the protectiveness in your voice. There's only one reason a man will get that way over another male---they're family," the succubus responded. Then, she pressed her body against Sam's. She chuckled as she felt the hunter tense. Dean, Bobby, and Ash tried to figure out what to do. They knew the succubus was right. If they tried to shoot her, they could possibly hit Sam. Jo watched the succubus' display in disgust. Who does she think she is? the girl thought to herself. Slowly, so she wouldn't be detected, Jo reached down to her ankle. Then, faster than anyone thought possible, she removed a knife from its hiding place and threw it across the room. The creature yelled in pain and turned around.
"You little---" she yanked the knife out of her shoulder and darted for Jo, but was barraged with a rain of bullets. With another cry, she ran out of the bar. Everyone rushed up to Sam.
"You okay?" Jo asked in concern, putting a hand on his wrist.
"Yeah, I'm okay," Sam assured.
"I'm sorry, Sammy. I knew this was a bad idea, and I let you do it anyway," Dean apologized.
"Dude, it's fine. I'm fine," Sam assured.
"I should've known she wouldn't fall for it. Succubi ain't stupid," Dean continued.
"Now, Dean, Sugar…Sam says he's fine. There's no reason to beat yourself up over a simple mistake," Ellen stated.
"By the way Jo, nice shot. You been practicin'?" Dean questioned.
"Thanks," Jo said, picking up the weapon. "And yes, I have," she continued.
"Well, since that went badly, what do we do now?" Sam wondered. The hunters looked at each other, unsure of how to answer the question.
