The knife was right there. Dean picked it up, weighing it in his hand. It wouldn't be hard. Just… a quick little movement.

That's all it would take. Would anyone really even notice anyways? It was a simple feat. But it would end this torment.

He gripped it tightly, and then brought it down.

He poked one of the chocolate cookies on the table and lifted it up on the end of the knife, not having been able to reach the cookie without it. He brought it to himself and picked the cookie off the knife and put the latter down. He quickly bit into the cookie, and let out a slight moan of pleasure. Ugh, it was just so good.

No one had noticed. Andy was staring intently at Sam, who was shifting uncomfortably beneath his gaze.

"Well? Why did I find out she was with you?"

"I… Andy, look, I'm sorry, but she didn't tell me she was dating anyone."

"Yeah right."

"Besides, apparently she's a demon, so, maybe that factors in to why she cheated on you," Dean clued in to the conversation.

"Not helping, Dean." Sam curtly responded, "Listen, Andy, she didn't tell me. I just found out yesterday."

"That's how you knew her last name yesterday!" Andy scowled, "God, I'm an idiot."

"She fooled both of us."

"Oh really? Then once you found out about me dating Lindsey, didn't you go and sleep with her again!?" Andy growled.

"H-how did you…"

"She told me when she came to my house. She told me the truth before trying to kill me, for whatever reason." Andy shook his head, "I can't believe this."

"Again, she was a demon who killed your mom," Dean spoke up, "Are you really sure you mind?"

"Can… can you fix her? Do you think she only cheated on me because she was a demon?"

"Maybe," Dean nodded, despite Sam's annoyed expression, "But yeah, we can exorcise the demon and maybe then she'll accept your proposal."

Andy sighed, and looked at Sam, "I can't believe you'd… you'd be with a demon. That's just disgusting. Hell if you were really a demon hunter you should've been able to spot what she really was."

"But I… she touched holy water. She wasn't a demon." Sam assured, "When I was with her, she was human."

"Oh! Even better then, turns out she wasn't under the influence of hell when she slept with you! How lovely." Andy mocked him, "You're a disgrace."

Sam just leaned back in his chair, looking down. Andy was right, in some ways. Even after he'd found out Lindsey was dating him, he still slept with her. Wait… no, that's right, Lindsey and Andy didn't actually break up…

"Andy?"

"Mm?"

"Why did you say she rejected your proposal?"

"Because she… did?"

"She didn't. You didn't even see her the day your mom died."

Andy scoffed, "And how would you know that? I saw her and she rejected me, then I went to my mom's. That's all."

"Lindsey told me she didn't see you that day. She didn't break it off with you, and actually you sent her a message…" Sam stared straight into Andy's eyes, "Do you remember what you said?"

He stared at Sam, not blinking.

"No. I don't. But, well, can you blame me? My mom died that day. I don't remember what I texted Lindsey, but I did meet up with her that day."

"Then why is it such a big deal for you to tell me where you met?"

"We met at her house."

"What was she doing when you came over?"

"I don't know! I don't freaking know, what the hell does it matter? You're just berating me with no basis, and I—"

"I don't think you're telling the truth about Lindsey."

Dean then nudged Sam, "Dude, I know you were banging her, but I think it's pretty obvious she's the demon."

Sam shook his head, "The day of Ms. Taylor's death, Lindsey was at home watching Netflix all day. She didn't see Andy once, nor did she even know about Ms. Taylor's death. She wasn't possessed when I spoke to her either, I mean, hell she even drank the holy water. She told me Andy sent her a single text the day Ms. Taylor died, and it said, 'I love you. This isn't your…" Sam faltered.

"Well? This isn't your what, Sammy?"

Sam's face fell, "This isn't your fault."

After a moment's silence, Andy spoke up, "Agents… I'm sorry I should've told you…" His voice cracked, "I did send that text. I knew she was a demon all along. I knew what she did, and that she never would've done it if she was in her right mind." He sniffled, "I just love her so much, you know?"

Sam shook his head, "That can't be true."

"It's okay, Sammy. I mean, it's not the first demon who's tricked you." Dean said.

Sam's mind immediately flashed to Ruby, and he sank down further in his seat. He just couldn't believe that Lindsey was… that she was evil. It couldn't be right, that just made no sense. None of this made any sense! Andy knew all along? Lindsey was a freaking demon? Yet he couldn't figure out why was he so insistent in suspecting Andy? He'd done nothing to earn that. He'd probably been through the worst of the whole ordeal.

"I'm sorry, Andy."

"Apology not accepted. Now can you and your brother go… get rid of that demon? Or will you just mess everything up, as I expect you might?"

"Yeah, we'll exorcise her."Dean gave Andy a mock-salute, "You can count on us."

Andy picked up a cookie from the table and bit into it, "Good. I want my Lindsey back."

Sam stared at the ground as they began to leave Andy's house. Dean was chewing on a half of a cookie that Sam just noticed. When did he get that?

Andy stood at the doorway, "Break a leg, agents. I'll call you if anything happens."

They got into the car, and Sam took off his jacket. He took a few things out of his pockets, including his EMF detector and then looked at it curiously.

"Hey Dean?"

"Yeah, Sammy?"

"The EMF is going down. Meaning it was higher a moment ago."

"What's that mean?"

"Guess we encountered a ghost or something… that's really weird."

"That, or it's the power lines. Anyway, should we head over to Lindsey's?"

Sam didn't respond for a moment, but then said softly, "It doesn't make sense."

"What doesn't?"

"Everything. The EMF. Andy. The text. Why didn't he mention it earlier if he… if he knew Lindsey was the killer? Why did he say he proposed to her? It just seems fishy."

Dean patted Sam's shoulder, "You overthink things, little brother. Now come on, time to meet the demon you've been sleeping with. Again. Don't tell me your drinking her blood now, too?"

Sam stared at his brother, appalled, "What brought that on?!"

"It's just… it seems like it's always like this with you, Sam. You always end up doing all the wrong things."

"Just yesterday you were egging me to go to bed with her! Why are you acting like this?"

Dean started the car, "You just should've known, Sam. Let's move on."

"Yeah. Let's." Sam buckled his seatbelt, "I don't know where Lindsey might be. When I woke up she wasn't around."

"She have a job?"

"Well, she goes to law school… we could check out her campus, I suppose."

"Law school? Huh. So she's a nerd."

The brothers began their drive to the University of Kansas, and as Sam watched Dean's smiling face, he still couldn't shake the feeling that something wasn't right.

A/N: Please review! It really motivates me to keep going with this story, and I really want to know what you guys think of the past few chapters. What do you think is going on?