A/N: So, I haven't updated every day like I said I would, but my laptop crashed and I had to back it all up and re-write some chapters :/ sorry guys xx

CHAPTER 25

"Damn it!" Dean cursed as he hung up his phone.

"What is it?" Sam asked looking up from his laptop.

"Dr Corman." Dean grumbled closing the motel door.

"Oh." Sam scrunched up his face. "Morgue?"

"Morgue." Dean nodded.

"I'll go." Sam said.

"You said you wanted to hear about any weird ones." Dr Corman said walking over to the body. He pulled back the covering and revealed a body whose stomach was nearly bulging out of his skin. "Lester Finch. I pulled his records." He added passing Sam a file "Looks like this gentleman weighed about four-hundred pounds or so 'til they got a gastric bypass that brought down his weight considerably. Then for some reason last night he decided to go on a Twinkie binge."

"So he died from a Twinkie binge?" Sam clarified.

"Well, after he blew out the band across his stomach, he filled it up until it burst. When he could no longer swallow he started jamming the cakes down his gullet with a…with a toilet brush." Sam winced and loosened his tie. "Like he was ramrodding a cannon."

"So what do you make of it?" Sam asked.

"I'd say that it was a very peculiar thing to do." The doctor replied and pulled a flask out of his jacket and took a swig.

Sam left the building and pulled out his phone as he walked across the road. He dialled Dean's number and waited for the phone to answer. The phone rang three times before Dean's voice came through the other end.

"Hey." Dean said.

"Hey, uh, so this guy was not marked by cupid, but his death is definitely suspicious." Sam told him.

"Yeah well I just went through the police blotter and counting him that's eight suicides since Wednesday and nineteen OD's. It's way out of the seasonal batting average."

"Yeah and it ain't just love. It's much bigger than we thought"

"Yeah alright I'll see you in ten."

"Yeah okay."

Sam hung up the phone and looked across the street. He saw the same bald man he saw the first time at the morgue. He was wearing the same suit and carrying the same brief case. Sam got the same overwhelming sensation he got the first time, too.

He watched the man turn into an alleyway and Sam followed him in. He pulled Ruby's knife out of his inside jacket pocket and got it ready. The man was about to turn a corner when Sam charged at him and pinned him against the wall pressing Ruby's knife against his throat.

"I know what you are dammit!" Sam said gruffly and placed a small cut on the guy's cheek. The cut flashed orange and his eyes flashed black. "I could smell you."

"Winchester." The demon said, panting and looking Sam up and down.

Sam got distracted and started to let go. The demon took it as an opportunity to smack Sam across the face with his briefcase. Sam was sent flying back. He got back on his feet quickly and slashed at the demon, leaving a scratch on his upper-arm. Sam went for the final stab but the demon ran out of the alley, leaving his briefcase on the floor.

Sam looked at the blood-stained knife. He hadn't craved it since Ruby. Well, he didn't think he did. He looked at the knife, struggling with temptation. He looked around and found a piece of paper. He quickly wiped off the blood and put the knife back, leaving the alley as quickly as possible.

"That was Dean." Leigh said putting down the phone.

"Any new info?" Phoebe asked.

"Yeah, but not the good kind. There was another death. Apparently it's not just couples anymore."

"That rules out our whole list of demons!" Piper exclaimed.

"Yeah, and we lost another innocent." Phoebe added.

"Well, what are we supposed to be looking for?" Paige asked, closing the book.

"We don't know. Dean said they'll be here in an hour or so." Leigh told her.

"Leigh-Anna, are you okay?" Phoebe asked. Even though her empathy powers were bound years ago, she could still tap into them sometimes. She could feel that something was bothering the younger girl.

"I'm fine, and you can all call me Leigh, by the way." She said with a smile.

She wasn't okay though. Not completely, and she wouldn't be until Sam told them all about his part in the prophecy.