At Amanda's house…

Dena and Sam picked the lock to the front door and entered as Angel and Asa took the back. All four of them had their guns as they slowly walked through the house. They entered the living room simultaneously to find Amanda lifeless on the table covered in blood. The flames from her candles were still burning, so they found her shortly after she died.

Dean stared at her body with wide eyes, "That's a curveball."

"I'll say." Angel sighed as she walked over to Amanda's body and lifted her right arm with the barrel of her AE before doing the same to her other arm, "Three per wrist, vertical."

Asa shook his head, "She wasn't foolin' around."

"Yeah…" Sam put his gun in the back of his jeans and bent down to look at the scattered remnant of the altar, holding his nose to the smell of the burnt rotten food, "Looks like she was working some heavyweight evil here."

"Yep." Dean turned then jumped back, startled, when he nearly walked into a dead rabbit, hanging from the ceiling, "God! Freakin' witches! Seriously man, come on!"

Sam cocked an eyebrow, "Guess we know where she got the rabbit's teeth from."

"Well…" Angel looked from the dead rabbit back to Amanda's dead body, "Mr. Paul seems to have an acquired taste in women. If you're into that whole Fatal Attraction thing."

"You know, why does the rabbit always get screwed in the deal?!" Dean turned back to the dead thing with a sad frown, "The poor little guy."

"This… this doesn't make any sense." Asa frowned as he shuffled around the room, "If she wanted revenge so badly what does killing herself do?"

"Well, she got Janet Dutton, thought she finished off Paul, decided to cap herself and make it a spurned lover's hat-trick."

"Asas right…" Sam said as he looked under the glass table that Amanda was on, "Somethings off."

"Guys, this doesn't exactly look like the TV room of a bright and stable person, you know?"

"No, but then…" Sam reached around and pulled out another hex bag that was tucked under the table before standing and tossing it to Dean, "There's this."

"Another hex bag? Come on!" He opened it to find similar contents of the bag they found in Janet's bathroom and he tossed it on the table before he pulled out his phone, "Looks like we got a hit, huh? A little witch-on-witch violence?" The three of them nodded as they shared puzzled looks and Dean dialed a number before holding the phone up to his ear, "I'd like to report a dead body, 309 Mayfair Circle. My name? Yeah, sure my name is-" He clicked the phone shut, cutting himself off, before looking back at the group, "Why are witches ganking each other?"

"Who knows." Angel sighed as she led them outside, "But this means we're probably dealing with a coven."

"Fantastic."

Later on in Amanda's neighborhood…

One of Amanda's neighbors, Elizabeth Higgins, was knelt down turning the soil of her garden with a small trowel. She didn't notice as Angel and Asa walked up her driveway to question her.

"Wow those flowers are beautiful." Angel studied the blooming white flowers before she turned to the woman, "You must have a green thumb."

"Excuse me?"

"Those are Coneflowers. They usually only bloom midsummer. When the sun is full. Sorry, should've introduced myself first." Angel reached into the pocket of her pants suit and took out a badge, "I'm uh, Detective Bachman, this is Detective Turner."

Asa took his own badge out of his jacket pocket and flashed it at Elizabeth who was now frowning, "Hello, ma'am."

"The two of us and some colleagues are following up on Amanda Burns' death." She motioned around, "We're going around the neighborhood and talking to neighbors, seeing if we missed anything, stuff like that."

"But didn't she-" Elizabeth shook her head tensely as she stood, "I mean she killed herself right?"

"Perhaps."

Asa continued, "You were friends with the deceased, correct?"

"Uh, yeah, I guess so."

"Did you know about her practices?"

"I'm sorry…" She tensed up even more, as if she was caught in a lie, "Wha- what kind of practices?"

"Well…" Angel cocked her eyebrow, "We found her house to be littered with remnants of Satanic paraphernalia."

"No, th-" She shook her head quickly, "But she was an Episcopalian."

"Maybe she was behind closed doors but…" Angel studied her, "The evidence tells another story."

Just then another two neighbors, Renee and Tammi, walk up behind Asa and Angel. When Renee spoke the two hunters turned and took notice of their arrival.

"Elizabeth, you all right?"

"I'm fine uh Renee, these are detectives." Elizabeth's eyes snapped between the four of them worriedly, "They say Amanda was- she was practicing-"

"I'm sorry detectives." Renee put a comforting hand on Elizabeth's shoulder as she smiled at the hunters, "You can tell that Elizabeth is a little bit upset."

"Of course, Miss…?"

"Mrs. Renee Van Allen." She said it slowly and emphatically, like it's significant and she's important, "Would you like me to spell it for you?"

Angel scowled at the fellow blonde, "I think I got it."

"This Amanda business has been hard for Liz. For all of us."

"Oh, I'm sure."

"Yeah." Tammi nodded from the other side of Elizabeth, "I mean, you think you know a person."

"Well…" Angel nodded as she made eye contact with all three of them, "Everyone has secrets, don't we?"

"Thanks for your… cooperation." Asa nodded, "We'll be in touch."

Angel spared them one last look as she followed Asa, "Have a nice day."

Tammi nodded, "Bye."

Later on in the impala…

Dean drove the impala down a country road through fog as Angel recalled her interview, "Okay, that Elizabeth chick is definitely in on this coven thing. Those Coneflowers are one thing, but she was also packing belladonna, wolfsbane, mandrake… Oh, and lets not forget that flinch and tense as soon as we mentioned the occult."

"She's definitely had a good run lately." Sam nodded from the passenger seat as he flipped through a file, "Gone up a few tax brackets, won almost too many raffles. The kinda thing a little black magic always helps with."

Dean grumbled, "Yeah."

"She's not alone either." Asa interjected as he looked at his own file from beside Angel, "'Mrs. Renee Van Allen' has won almost every craft contest she's entered in the past three months."

"A regular Martha Stewart, huh? Except for the devil worship." Dean scoffed, "I'm thinking that was the coven you two met back there, minus one member."

"Maybe Amanda went off the yellow brick road." Angel nodded, "So they ganked her."

Sam turned, "You think they killed her to keep up appearances?"

"Definitely." Angel immediately agreed, "These broads were the poster board for the 'keeping up appearances' kind of crowd."

"If they killed the nut-job…" Dean shrugged, "Should we uh, thank them or what?"

"They're working black magic too, Dean." Sam shook his head, "They need to be stopped."

"'Stopped' like stopped?" Sam gave him a look that said 'of course', "They're human, Sam."

"They're murderers."

Angel and Dean each studied Sam for a second as Asa watched in silent contemplation.

Dean shrugged in agreement, "Burn witch, burn." He continued to drive when the Impala stuttered and started to choke up, "What the hell?"

The headlights of the Impala flickered on and then back on again as it slowly came to a stop in front of a figure standing in the middle of the road. There was a blonde woman in a leather jacket blocking their way.

Recognition filled Sam's face as he got out of the car first, "Ruby."

Dean followed shortly after as Angel looked to an on edge Asa, "Stay in the car."

"That broads a demon." Asa grabbed her arm, "You three know her?" His grip tightened when she tried to leave the car without an explanation, "Angel, what the hells going on?"

"Just…" Her eyes flashed from the demon to her boyfriend, "Stay in the car."

"Sam, listen to me." Ruby hurriedly got to business, "There's no time."

"For what? What are you talking about?"

"You have to get out of town."

"So this is Ruby, huh?" Dean raised the Colt and aimed it at her, cocking it as Angel came to stand beside him, "Angel and I havent had the pleasure yet."

Sam put his hands up in shock, "Dean!"

"You, shut up." Angel pierced her youngest brother's eyes before glaring at Ruby, "Gotta say, I was hoping you'd show up again when one of us was around."

Ruby glared from Dean to Angel, "You wanna tell your attack dog to point that thing somewhere else?"

Dean laughed loudly and sarcastically, "Right."

"I think we're comfortable where we are, hell bitch."

"Sam, please." Ruby rolled her eyes at them before turning her attention back to Sam, "Go. Get in the car and don't look back."

"Why? I don't understand."

"Hey, demon broad." Asa glared as he got out of the car and walked to the other side of Dean earning an exasperated eye roll from his girlfriend, "I think the four of us can handle one little coven, thanks."

"I'm not talking about witches, you jackass. Witches are whores. I'm talking about who they serve."

The four of them all shared a look of confusion for a second before something dawned on Sam, "Demons." He scoffed, "They get their power from demons."

"Yeah. And there's one here, now."

"Awe." Angel smirked, "Did you bring a party for us, sweetheart?"

"Sam." Again she ignored them and focused on Sam, "It knows you're in town and it's gonna come after you and it's way more than you can handle."

"Oh Jesus." Angel scoffed angrily, "What kind of hell angle are you tryna play here lady?" She looked to Sam who was deep in thought, "Sam, please tell me you're not listening to her manipulative bullshit!"

"Put a leash on your sister, Sam." Ruby met the blonde's eyes, "If you wanna keep her."

Dean tensed at that and straightened with the colt as Asa also tensed and took a few steps forward. Angel crossed her arms and smirked at Ruby, inviting the threat.

"Look, everyone…" Sam motioned his hands between them all, "Just chill out, alright? Relax."

"No!" Dean yelled back, "She's messing with your head! God knows why. That's who they are!"

"I'm telling you the truth!"

"And I'm telling you to shut up, bitch!"

"I'm sorry, why are either of you even a part of this conversation?!"

"What, are you dumb and deaf?" Angel interjected, "He's our brother you black-eyed tumor."

"Oh, right, right." She nodded as she reared on Angel next, "You care about your brothers so much. That's why you're checking out in a few months, leaving them all alone?"

Angel glared as her mouth snapped shut but Dean angered, "Shut up."

Ruby's piercing eyes stayed fixed on Angel, "At least let me try and save them, since you won't be here to do it any more."

Dean angrily moved to fire the Colt at Ruby, "I said shut up!"

"Dean no!"

Sam pushed Dean's arm away from Ruby as he fired, and the two of them began to struggle. Dean fights against Sam's hold before Angel's voice cuts through.

"That's enough." Anger filled her voice as she motioned to the empty spot where Ruby had vanished, "She's gone."

Angel gave Sam a look of disappointment before she walked back to the Impala followed by Asa. Dean jerked out of Sam's hold before following her as Sam looked around in vain for Ruby.