Season 4(4) – Metamorphosis

Jess had been doing as Dean instructed and stayed in the motel room. She had waited hours before Sam came back, but he was alone. He had a sad and frustrated look on his face that Jess knew it probably wasn't the best to ask what happened or where he was. Instead she decided to let him cool off and she could tell Sam was grateful she didn't pry.

A few more hours passed before the motel room door slammed open as Dean stormed in. Jess was sitting on the edge of her bed as she watched him start packing his things. Sam stood up from his chair and started questioning his brother. "Dean, what are you doing? Are you leaving?"

This statement made Jess jump up off her bed. "What? You can't leave us Dean." The girl practically begged to boy. She may not have known what happened between the brothers but there was definitely tension so thick she could cut it with a knife.

"Don't worry, Jess. You're coming with me. Pack your things." Dean reassured the girl before filling his voice with venom. "Sam doesn't need us. He and Ruby can go fight demons."

Jess may not have known what went down, but it was obvious that Sam had been with the demon Ruby. And from the sound of things, they were hunting demons. "Hold on. Dean." Sam tried to reason with his brother. Dean walked past Sam to get some more things, but Sam grabbed his arm to make him listen. "Come on, man."

Before Sam could even react, Dean turned and punched Sam straight in the face. Sam's head went to the side from the force. "Dean!" Jess cried out in objection. Dean ignored her and was solely focused on his brother.

Sam stood up straight again and faced Dean with a cut lip. "You satisfied?" He joked. This only made Dean angrier and he punched Sam in the face again.

Jess raced forward and stood between the two brothers facing Dean. "Stop it!" She scolded holding one off her hands to Dean's chest, holding him back. She turned her face, glancing over her shoulder to look at Sam. "Both of you."

Sam wiped his lip with his hand, looking at his hand he saw the blood from his cut lip. "I guess not." Sam remarked, referring to his previous question.

This only fuelled Dean further. He stepped forward, gently pushing Jess behind him to keep her out of harm's way of the incoming fight. "Do you know how far off the reservation you've gone? How far from normal? From human?"

Jess looked between the brothers with confusion, realising something else must be going than just Sam running around with Ruby. Sam defended himself. "I'm just exorcising demons."

"With your mind!" Dean yelled angrily causing Jess to flinch from the volume and slight fear of the boy. Jess then processed Dean's words and looked at Sam with shock. He was exorcising demons with his mind? She figured out it must be his psychic powers they had told her about. Dean continued. "What else can you do?"

"I can send them back to hell. It only works with demons. And that's it." Sam explained.

Dean lunged forward and grabbed Sam by his collar, not believing his brother. "What else can you do?"

Sam pushed his brother's hands off himself and angrily restated. "I told you."

"And I have every reason in the world to believe that." Dean said before turning around to walk away.

"Look, I should've said something. I'm sorry, Dean. I am." Sam spoke trying to explain his perspective. "But try to see the other side here."

"The other side?" Dean questioned bitterly as he turned back to face his brother.

"I'm pulling demons out of innocent people." Sam elaborated, voice raising slightly.

"Use the knife!" Dean yelled.

"The knife kills the victim. What I do, most of them survive. Look, I've saved more people in the last five months than we save in a year." Sam tried reasoning.

Dean scoffed. "That what Ruby wants you to think? Kind of like the way she tricked you into using your powers? Slippery slope, brother. Just wait and see. Because it's gonna get darker and darker. And God knows where it ends."

Sam looked his brother straight in the eye. "I'm not gonna let it go too far."

Dean averted his gaze and walked to the desk. He swung his arm across the desk, making the lamp and books go flying across the room, narrowly missing Jess as she jumped out the way. Dean turned back to his brother and yelled. "It's already gone too far, Sam." He lowered his voice again, walking up to Sam slowly. "If I didn't know you. I would wanna hunt you. And so would other hunters." He stated coldly.

Those words affected Jess just as much as they affected Sam and Dean. Jess could see the tears in Sam's eyes. "You were gone. I was here. I had to keep on fighting without you. And what I'm doing it works."

"No. I was gone but Bobby and Jess weren't. You left them. You chose Ruby over them." Dean started. Sam visibly flinched at the harshness in Dean's voice before glancing at Jess. Her eyes were glistening from tears swelling up. Dean words hit her hard. Jess averted her gaze from Sam's, unable to face him.

Dean continued, bringing the conversation back to the matter at hand. "Also, tell me, if it's so terrific then why'd you lie about it to me? Why did an angel tell me to stop you?"

Sam looked back at his brother with a shocked expression. "What?" Dean's comment also made Jess look at him.

"Cas said that if I don't stop you, he will. See what that means, Sam? That means that God," Dean pointed upwards to the sky, "doesn't want you doing this. So, are you just gonna stand there and tell me that everything is all good?"

Before Sam could respond, his phone started ringing. Sam hesitantly answered his phone while pinching the bridge of his nose. "Hello? Hey, Travis. Yeah, hey. It's good to hear your voice too, yeah. Look, it's not a really good time right now." Sam paused and walked to his nightstand, grabbing a notebook and pen, writing something down. "Yeah, okay. Well, just give me the details. Carthage, Missouri. Looking for Jack Montgomery." Sam hung up before turning to the other two hunters.


The three hunters were currently in the Impala at night, travelling to Carthage, Missouri. Dean was driving with Sam passenger and Jess in the back. Jess was tired and was laying down in the back trying to get some sleep. She could still hear the boys talking. They had calmed down from their fight and Dean was retelling his story of how Cas sent him into the past. Jess assumed the reason Cas had appeared in her dream that night was because he was waiting for Dean to finish his adventure.

Jess had her eyes closed listening to the happiness in the boys' voice as they talked about their mum, especially Sam. "Ah! I can't believe it. Mum? A hunter?"

"I wouldn't have believed it either if I hadn't seen it myself. Boy, that woman could kick some ass. I mean, she almost took me down." Dean replied.

Jess chuckled from the back seat when she heard that. "You said 'she almost took me down'. That's code for 'she kicked my ass'." Jess spoke to Dean, opening one of her eyes, chuckling, then closing it again.

Sam laughed at Jess' comment, agreeing with her. "That's exactly what he means. She must have been so awesome." Sam turned back to Dean before asking. "How'd she look? I mean was she happy?"

"Yeah, she was awesome. You know, funny and smart. So hopeful. You know, Dad too. Until, of course." Dean trailed off his sentence. Sam sighed, facing the window. "What?"

"Nothing. It's just, our parents, and now we find out our grandparents too? Our whole family, murdered. And for what? So Yellow Eyes could get in my nursery and bleed in my mouth?" Sam stated with frustration.

Jess opened her eyes after hearing Sam's sentence. Something had caught her attention, but she didn't speak of it. However, Dean also caught it and voiced his concern. "Sam, I never said anything about demon blood." Dean turned to glance at his brother and saw his guilty reaction. "You knew about that?"

Sam decided to come clean. "Yeah, for about a year."

Dean looked at his brother in disbelief. "A whole year." He turned back to face the road in frustration.

Sam started to apologise. "Look, I should've told you. I'm sorry."

"You've been saying that a lot lately, Sam. But whatever. You don't wanna tell me, you don't have to. It's fine." Dean said grumpily as he didn't even spare his brother a glance.

"Dean." Sam started but when he received no response, he turned to look out the window, mumbling. "Whatever."

Jess silently sighed as she rolled over, closing her eyes again and falling asleep.


The trio had made it to their destination and were currently watching a man named Jack Montgomery in his house through binoculars.

"Well, you sure that's him?" Dean asked his brother.

"Only Jack Montgomery in town." Sam replied.

Jess lowered her binoculars and leaned over the front seats to talk to the boys. "So, what exactly are we looking for?"

Sam turned to face the girl. "Travis said to keep an eye out for anything weird."

"Well that narrows it down." Jess mumbled sarcastically.

"All right, well I've seen big weird, little weird, weird with crazy on top. But this guy." Dean gestured towards the house they were spying on. "Come on, this guy's boring."

Jess sighed before looking back to the house through her binoculars. Jack was just looking in the fridge for some food, so it wasn't interesting to watch at all. Sam continued talking to his brother. "I don't know, Dean. Travis seemed pretty sure."

Jess watched as Jack pulled out some chicken and started eating it like he was a wild animal. Jess didn't comment on it just because maybe he was really hungry or something. She continued watching until she saw him pull out a raw meat patty and opened the packet. However, he didn't even try to cook it. "Eh, guys. You might want to have a look at our little friend." Jess told the boys.

The three hunters watched as Jack ate the raw meat vigorously, ending up with it all over his mouth and chin. Jess lowered her binoculars and turned to the boys, mouth agape. The trio didn't know what to say until Sam spoke up. "I'd say that qualifies as weird."


The three hunters went back to their motel room after their stake out mission. Jess opened the door but as soon as she looked up, she saw a man sitting at the table drinking beer. Jess went in alert and defence mode. "Who the hell are you?" She questioned harshly.

As soon as the boys heard her, they rushed to her side, ready to fight whoever was there. As soon as Dean saw inside the room, his face lit up with a smile. "Travis. See, Sam? Told you we should've hid the beer." Dean joked to his brother while Jess watched the scene occurring in front of her.

"Smart-ass. Get over here." Travis said as he walked over to them, giving Dean a hug. "Oh, good to see you, boys." There was a chorus of "You too" from the brothers as Travis gave Sam a hug as well.

When Sam and Travis pulled apart, Travis looked him up and down before commenting. "Man, you got tall, kid. How long has it been?"

Sam thought for a second before answering. "Gotta be 10 years."

"You still a? Oh, what was it?" Travis was stuck trying to figure out the word. "A mathlete?"

Sam scoffed at the thought. "No."

Dean interrupted Sam and started patting his brother on the back. "Yep, sure is."

"Been too long, boys. I mean, look at you." Travis gestured to the two brothers. "Grown men. John would've been damn proud of you, sticking together like this."

"Yeah. No, we're as thick as thieves. Nothing more important than family." Dean replied while there was an awkward, silent communication between the two.

Travis didn't catch the exchange and instead changed topic. "And which one of you boys were the lucky one to get the girl." Travis asked, gesturing towards Jess.

Jess became flustered and embarrassed. "Oh no. No, uh, I'm not." Jess started but was stumbling over her words.

Luckily Dean came to her rescue. "No, this one's a friend who's more like a sister."

"Ah that's too bad, fellows. She was even feisty when she first walked in. Definitely a keeper." Travis said giving the boys a glance. Travis walked over to the flustered girl and extended a hand. "The name's Travis."

Jess took his hand and shook it. "I'm Jess. Nice to meet you. Sorry about earlier."

"No, you reacted the way you should." The two let go of the handshake and Travis walked back to his seat while the boys and Jess followed. "Sorry I'm late for the dance. Thanks for helping out an old man. I'm a little short-handed." Travis joked while lifting his arm to show he was wearing a cast. "But before we get started…" Travis looked towards Jess.

Jess was confused as to why she was signalled out, but Dean understood. "Don't worry. She's a hunter."

"Ah, just checking. So, she even shares your lifestyle. You guys are really missing out." Travis told the boys. Jess was confused at what he was referring to, but it seemed the brothers understood. Before Jess could question, Travis changed the subject, "So, you track down Montgomery?"

"Yeah, we found him at his home." Sam answered the man.

"He had a hell of a case of the munchies. Topped off with a burger that he forgot to cook." Dean added.

Travis leaned back in his chair. "That's him, all right."

"What's him?" Deaned asked the older hunter.

"Boys, and girl." Travis nodded towards Jess. "We got a Rougarou on our hands."

"A Rougarou?" Dean turned towards his brother and Jess briefly before turning back to Travis. "Is that made-up? That sounds made-up."

"They're mean, nasty little suckers." Travis explained with disgust. "Rotted teeth, wormy skin, the works."

Dean became confused. "Well, that ain't this guy. He was wearing a cell phone on his belt."

"He'll turn ugly soon enough. They start out human for all intents and purposes." Travis clarified with the confused hunters.

"They go through some kind of metamorphosis?" Sam asked trying to understand the situation.

"Yep, like a maggot turning into a blowfly. But most of all, they're hungry." Travis stated.

"Hungry for what?" Jess piped up curiously.

"At first, for everything. But then for long pig." Travis told them. Sam scoffed and turned away.

"Long pig?" Dean turned to his brother and Jess. Jess shrugged her shoulders, unfamiliar with the term.

"He means human flesh." Sam explained to them.

"And that is my word of the day." Dean said with a large smile, happy to have learnt a new word.

Travis continued to elaborate about a Rougarou. "Hunger grows in until they can't fight it. Until they gotta take themselves a big, juicy chomp, and then it happens."

"What happens?" Sam inquired.

"They transform completely, and fast. One bite's all it takes. Eyes, teeth, skin all turns. No going back either. They feed once, they're a monster forever." Travis explained to them. "And our man Jack's headed there on a bullet train."

"Well, how'd you find this guy if he's a walking, talking human?" Dean questioned the obvious loophole.

"Let's just say it runs in his family." Travis answered vaguely.

"You mean?" Sam asked for further information.

"Killed his daddy back in '78. Son of a bitch mangled eight bodies before I put him down. Guy used to be a dentist. Cadillac. Trophy wife. Little did I know, pregnant trophy wife. She put the boy up for adoption. By the time I found out, he was long gone, lost in the system." Travis told them his story.

"You mean to tell me you couldn't find someone?" Sam asked with disbelief.

"I'm not sure I wanted to. The idea of hunting down some poor kid. I don't think I'd had the heart. No. I wanted to wait. Make damn sure I had the right man. Apparently, I do." Travis responded while taking a swig of his beer.


Sam walked into the motel room as Dean and Travis were making homemade flame throwers, supposedly fire is the only thing that kills a Rougarou. Jess was sitting back watching since she had no experience with making them and would probably just get in the way.

"Not wasting any time, are you?" Sam commented as he saw the two already making the flame throwers to kill Jack.

"None to waste. The guy hulks out, we won't be finding bodies, just remains." Travis answered, hardly sparing Sam a glance.

"Well, what if he doesn't hulk out?" Sam asked causing the other three hunters to stop and pay attention. "I did a little homework. I've been checking out the lore on Rougarous."

"What, my 30 years of experience not good enough for you?" Travis questioned with an angry look on his face. Jess frowned at the older man, not appreciating his attitude.

"What? No. No, I just wanted to be prepared. I mean, not that you didn't." Sam tried to explain himself but was stumbling over his words.

Dean decided to jump in and save his brother. "Sam loves research. He does. He keeps it under his mattress right next to his K-Y. It's a sickness. It is."

Jess also decided to chime in to defend Sam. "It's true. He does most of the researching. He loves to find everything about a case. Besides, there nothing wrong with cross-referencing." She directed her statement at Travis, slight anger in her voice but no one noticed.

"Look, everything you said checked out, of course. But I found a couple of interesting stories about people who have this Rougarou gene or whatever. See, they start to turn, but they never take the final step." Sam explained with fascination in his voice.

"Really?" Jess perked up at the new information.

Sam elaborated with a smile on his face. "See, if they never eat human flesh they don't fully transform."

"So, what? Go vegan, stay human?" Dean asked to clarify.

"Basically. Or, in this case, eat a lot of raw meat, just not." Sam trailed off.

"Long pig." Dean shouted happily of his newly learnt word.

Sam nodded at his brother. "Right."

"Good on you for the due diligence, Sam." Travis stood up to pour himself some coffee. "But those are fairy tales. The fact is, every Rougarou I ever saw or heard of took that bite."

Jess piped up with some harshness in her voice. "Okay, so every Rougarou you've known of has. But that doesn't mean Jack will."

Sam stood up defensively to agree with the girl. "She's right. There's no proof Jack will take the final bite."

"So, what do we do? Sit and hope, and wait for a body count?" Travis asked sarcastically, almost mocking the two.

"No, we talk to him. Explain what's happening. That way, he can fight it." Sam explained.

"Fight it?" Travis laughed at Sam. "Are you kidding me? You ever been really hungry? I mean, haven't-eaten-in-days hungry?" Dean nodded his head. "Right, then. So, somebody slaps a big, juicy sirloin in front of you, you walking away? That's what we are to him now. Meat on legs. I'm sorry. I'm sure he's a stand-up guy. But it's pure, base instinct. Everything in nature's gotta eat. You think he can stop himself because he's nice?"

"I don't know. But we're not gonna kill him unless he does something to get killed for." Sam shouted before storming out the room.

"What's up with your brother?" Travis turned to ask Dean.

"Don't get me started." Dean mumbled.

Jess looked away from the door Sam stormed out of. She turned to the other two but spoke mainly to Travis. "Geez, I don't know, maybe it's because he doesn't want to kill an innocent man who has done nothing wrong. So, what, he's a Rougarou? He hasn't taken the bite and as long as he hasn't, he's allowed to live. You gonna kill a man based on the fact he might do something? You may be a hunter, but you ain't human either." She spat before leaving the room, needing some fresh air.


Dean, Sam and Jess were in the car driving to Jack's home to speak with the man. "We're gonna go have a little chat with this guy, which, you know I'm down. I just wanna make sure, if push comes, you're gonna shove." Dean directed his question at Sam, but it was also meant for Jess.

"Meaning?" Sam inquired not even sparing his brother a glance.

"Odds are we're gonna have to burn this guy alive." Dean clarified.

"Not if he hasn't turned. You're not gonna just roast a human." Jess stared at Dean through the rear-view mirror.

Sam spoke up. "This guy has a name and a wife."

"Yeah, who we're probably gonna make a widow, okay? You heard Travis. He's gonna turn." Dean answered Sam before looking at Jess in the mirror. "They always turn."

"Maybe Jack won't. Maybe he can fight it off. Maybe he can stay human." Jess raised her voice a little at the older brother.

"Maybe he can't. That's all I'm saying." Dean responded.

"And maybe he can." Sam countered. "We'll just have to see, then, okay?"

The was a pause of silence in the car before Dean talked. "See, this is what I mean, Sam. You sure your emotions aren't getting in the way here?"

Sam was confused by Dean's accusation and turned to face him. "What are you talking about?"

Jess was carefully watching the two brothers, thinking she knew where this conversation was about to go. "You know, nice dude, but he's got something evil inside him. Something in his blood. Maybe you can relate." Dean commented.

Jess couldn't sit back after hearing Dean speak like that to Sam. "What the hell, Dean? That's uncalled for." The girl scolded him, anger in her voice. "Sam's not the only one against this. So am I. So, why aren't you breathing down my neck too, huh?"

Dean went to respond before a voice cut the two off. "Stop the car."

"What?" Dean turned to Sam.

"Stop the car, or I will." Sam yelled as he turned to face his brother.

Dean doing as he was told, pulled the Impala over on the side of the road. Before the car had even come to a stop, Sam was already opening the door and jumping out. Once Dean had parked, he too got out of the car, closing the door behind him.

Jess decided to stay in the car as the two boys began to fight. Even if Jess stayed in the car to give them some privacy, it was pointless since the two yelled the entire time. Sam accused Dean of looking at him like he was a freak and idiot who didn't know the difference between right or wrong. When Dean asked him if he did know the difference because he had been going down a dark path, Sam exploded, explaining how he had demon blood he cannot get rid off and is just trying to make something good of it because that's the only thing he can do.

Their conversation died after that and Dean decided they should just go speak to Jack. The boys hopped back in the car and the ride was silent as they drove to Jack's house.


The three hunters arrived at Jack's house and go into his backyard where he is watering his garden. "Jack Montgomery?" Sam spoke, grabbing the man's attention. "I'm Sam Winchester. This is my brother, Dean. And our friend, Jess. We need to talk."

"About?" Jack asked, confused.

"About you. About how you're changing." Sam answered, gingerly.

Jack looked stunned at the response. Jess thought he had every right to be since Sam was so straightforward. "Excuse me?"

"You're probably feeling your bones move under your skin. Your appetite's reaching, you know, Hungry, Hungry Hippo levels. How am I doing so far?" Dean remarked, obviously in one of his moods.

"Who the hell are you guys?" Jack asked with defensiveness.

Dean couldn't be bothered with the conversation. "We're people who know something about something."

Jess knew this wasn't going anywhere and the poor guy was confused so she stepped up. "We're people who can help. Please just hear us out."

Jack gave in to the young girl and they explained everything they could about the situation, but Jack was still obviously confused. "A what?"

"A Rougarou. Sounds made-up, I know, but believe me, it's not." Dean answered, more calmly now.

"All right, I've noticed certain things. I mean, some strange things. But I just I don't know. I'm sick or something." Jack said trying to convince himself more than the trio in front of him.

"Your father was one of these things. Your real father. He passed it on to you." Sam tried to explain to convince the man.

Jack shook his head with a frown. "No. Are you guys listening to yourselves? You sound like-"

Dean cut him off with annoyance in his voice. "Let's skip the whole "you guys sound crazy," shall we? You're hungry, Jack. You're only gonna get hungrier."

"Hungrier for?" Jack asked waiting for one of them to answer.

Dean spoke up, using his newly learnt word. "Long pig. A little "Manburger Helper" may have crossed your mind already."

"No." Jack stated as he stumbled backwards a bit.

"It doesn't have to be like this, Jack. You can fight it off. Others have." Jess encouraged the distressed man.

"We're not gonna lie. It's not gonna be easy. You're gonna feel like an alcoholic swimming in whiskey." Dean slightly joked before turning fully serious. "But I'm telling you, you gotta say no. Or."

"Or what?" Snapped Jack, cutting Dean off.

"You feed once, and it's all over. And then we'll have to stop you." Sam intervened.

"Stop me?" Jack looked stunned. "My dad, did somebody stop him?"

The trio paused before Sam answered. "Yes."

"Get off my property right now. I see you guys again, I'm calling the cops." Jack shouted at the three.

"Jack, your wife, everybody you know, they're in danger." Sam tried to reason.

"Now!" Yelled Jack.

The three saw they were starting to get the attention of neighbours and knew they had to leave. As the trio were exiting, Dean leaned slightly toward the two while whispering. "Good talk."


The trio were in the car watching Jack to make sure nothing happened. They saw him watching a young lady's apartment before he started heading towards her room.

"Damn it, Jack, no." Sam grumbled while he started grabbing his flame thrower.

"Come on." Dean said to the other two as he opened his door to get out, Sam doing the same. Jess picked up her flame thrower and swung her door open, getting out of the car.

The three ran into the apartment building, finding the room that belonged to the woman. They stood in front of the door before Dean kicked it down. The three heard the girl scream before held their flamethrowers up, ready to fight Jack.

"Wait! We're here to save you, I guess." Dean shouted to stop Jack and reassure the girl. However, the three look around and see no body is there before the lady shouts, threatening to call the police.

"We should go." Sam said turning towards the door again.

"Yeah." Dean agreed.

"Sorry. Our bad." Jess shouted to the girl before following Sam as Dean shut the broken door behind them.


The three hunters, after their little mistake, decided to drive to Jack's house. The Impala pulled up at the Montgomery's home and the trio hopped out. Jess glanced her head seeing another vehicle pulled out the front of their house. "Who's that?" She asked out loud.

The boys turned their heads to look at what she was pointing out. Dean sighed. "I guess we now know where Travis is."

Jess realised it must be Travis' car and Sam wasn't very happy about it. "That stupid son of a bitch."

The trio entered the house and slowly started looking around, flamethrowers ready. Jess noticed the house was quiet, too quiet. The hunters walked into the living room where they saw a puddle of blood. The three exchanged a glance before following the blood trail leading behind the couch. When they made it around, all that is left on the ground is a piece of human flesh and a cast.

"Oh, God. Think that's Travis?" Dean asked while holding a hand to his face in disgust.

"What's left of him." Sam muttered. Jess closed her eyes and grit her teeth, turning her head away. She may not have particularly liked the guy or his way of hunting, but she didn't think he deserved a death like this. "Guess you were right about Jack." Sam continued.

Jess waited for Dean's reply but suddenly she heard a commotion and snapped her eyes open, to see Dean being thrown against the table. "Dean!" She and Sam shouted simultaneously.

Jess held up her flamethrower, but it was knocked out of her hands and she was pushed back against the wall. Jess looked to the attacker to see Jack, but he wasn't Jack anymore. He looked more like the creature Travis described. His skin was awful with bloodshot eyes and his mouth was covered in blood and flesh. Jess saw Sam try to use his flame thrower, but he was tackled and beaten over his head with his flame thrower.

Jack turned his face to Jess, before standing up and walking to her, flame thrower in hand. Jess was frozen in fear. "Please, Jack. Don't do this. You don't have to do this." Jack lifted his arm and hit her across her head with the flame thrower, knocking her out.


"Jess. Jess. Wake up. Can you hear me? Jess!" Someone was shaking her shoulder before Jess finally opened her eyes. She could see a blurry figure in front of her who turned out to be Sam.

Jess looked at him with confusion before remembering. "No. Jack. Where is he?" She asked in a rushed manner.

Sam held his hands up and motioned for her to relax. "Calm down. You're okay. Jack's… gone." He reassured the girl. Jess looked around and saw she was in a closet before looking back at Sam. "Come on. We have to get out of here."

Sam helped Jess walk out off the house. Jess saw scorch marks on the floor, realising someone had burnt Jack to a crisp. Dean was by the front door as the two met him. Jess had regained her balance and walked back to the car herself.

The three were driving as the boys filled Jess in what happened. Jack had knocked her and Sam unconscious and locked them in the closet. Sam talked to him trying to stop him from hurting Dean and managed to get out just in time to save his brother by burning Jack.

"You did the right thing, you know." Dean spoke up, speaking to Sam who was down about the whole incident. "That guy was a monster. There was no going back."

"He may have been a monster, but he still had some humanity left since he had the self-control to spare me and Sam." Jess voiced her opinion. "I think he could've resisted it, but I think Travis tried to start something he couldn't finish." Jess said, feeling bad for speaking ill of the dead but not regretting her statement.

The boys were silent at her words before Dean spoke. "Maybe you're right. Maybe you're wrong. I guess we will never know. All we know is he took that final bite." Dean then turned to his brother. "I wanna tell you I'm sorry. I've been kind of hard on you lately."

"Don't worry about it, Dean." Sam mumbled.

Dean continued. "It's just that your psychic thing, it scares the crap out of me."

Sam turned to face his brother, raising his voice a little. "Look, if it's all the same, I'd really rather not talk about it."

"What? You don't wanna talk? You?" Dean tried to turn the conversation more humorous.

"There's nothing more to say. I can't keep explaining myself to you. I can't make you understand." Sam responded.

Dean refused to give up. "Well, why don't you try?"

"I can't, because this thing, this blood it's not in you the way it's in me. It's just something I gotta deal with." Sam explained.

There was silence. "Not alone." Dean piped up. "You have me. And even Jess there in the back." Dean pointed into the backseat at the girl.

Jess gave Dean a look. "Yeah, if you ever need me just swivel around in your seat and here I am." She dead-panned.

"Anyway, it doesn't matter. These powers, it's playing with fire. I'm done with them. I'm done with everything." Sam told the two.

"Really? Well, that's a relief. Thank you." Dean said honestly.

"Don't thank me. I'm not doing it for you two. Or for the angels, or for anybody." Sam replied as he looked at the window. "This is my choice."