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Episode Summary:

Angel, Sam and Dean team up with Asa to investigate a small town where the wishing well really works. A teddy bear comes to life, someone wins the lottery and the town geek gets a hot girlfriend. The hunters realize that while everyone is happy now, the end result will be disastrous.

Inside a local bar…

Sam, Dean, Angel and Asa all sat around a table with food, beer and shots spread out around them. Sam and Dean each had a burger in front of them, Asa was nursing a beer and Angel was in the middle of taking down a line of shots. Something she had regularly taken too in order to deal with Hell flashbacks. It seemed like the only thing that helped her be able to function when she had flashbacks. Instead of eating however, Sam was giving his older sister the third degree on what Uriel let slip.

"It just doesn't make any sense, Angel. I mean, why would Uriel tell me you remembered Hell if you didn't?"

"Seriously?" Angel scoffed, "He's an asshole, Sam. He's just trying to stir shit up between us, that's all."

Sam pressed her with a glare, "He may be an asshole but he's still an angel."

Dean shook his head as he took a swig of his beer, "An angel who was ready to level an entire town."

"See?" Angel motioned to Dean with one of her shots before taking it, "Dean gets it. Get on board or shut the hell up, Sam."

Asas own worried eyes met Angels irritated ones, "Angie-"

"Don't you start too." Her icy glare cut from him back to Sam, "Look, i don't-"

"Radical." A rather cheerful waiter approached the table so she cut herself off, "What else can I get you guys?"

"Uh…" Sam waved him off, "I think we're good, thanks."

The waiter grinned, "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

"You want to try a couple of fryer bombs? Or a chipotle chili changa?"

"No, no." Asa cleared his throat when all three winchesters turned their glaring eyes to the chipper waiter, "We're- we're good, man. Thanks."

"Okay, awesome."

Angel glared at the guy until he was out of sight and then heaved a heavy sigh before taking another shot, "Sam, honestly, I have no idea why Uriel told you what he did, okay?"

He watched her as she took another one before his signature bitch face pierced her vision, "Right."

"What?"

Dean shifted uncomfortably, "Guys-"

"Okay, fine." Sam leaned forward angrily, ignoring him, "Then look me in the eye and tell me you don't remember a thing from your time down under."

Angel leaned in, quelching the urge to throttle him, "I don't remember a thing from my time down under." Her patience with him was slipping and all she wanted to do was smack him across the jaw for pushing it, "I don't remember, Sam!"

Dean tensely looked between them as he gripped his beer tightly. He believed her just about as much as Sam did, but he knew how she was with touchy subjects like this. Hell, he knew if it were him he'd rather talk about it when he was ready and not be pushed into it. Sam, however, never let either of them sit on heavy subjects too long before forcing a 'let's talk about your feelings' conversation. Right now he was working his button pushing perfectly because Dean could tell it was taking every inch of restraint Angel had not to retaliate physically. While he understood Angel's position of deflection, he didn't think she should carry that load by herself if she did remember. He just didn't want to piss her off more than she already was.

"Angel…" Sam's face softened, worry filling his eyes and pissing her off even more, "I just want to help."

"We both do, Ang…" Dean added, "You can tell us anything, you know that."

"That's great boys, and I'd let you if there was anything to help with, but like I said about a trillion times, you know everything I do. Okay? That's all there is."

"Outstanding." The waiter approached the table again, smiling brightly, "Dessert time? Huh? Am I right?"

Dean looked up at him incredulously, "Dude."

"Listen, bros, bro-et." He leaned on the table earning yet another piercing eye from Angel, "You have got to try our ice cream extreme. It's extreme."

Angel rolled her eyes, nearly throwing her hands out in exasperation as she leaned back. She avoided Sams and Asas worried stares as she joined Dean in glaring at the overzealous waiter.

"Uh, no extremities please." Sam shook his head frowning at the guy, "Just the-"

"Check?" He placed it down on the table happily, "Alright, awesome."

Sam waved, "Thanks."

"Look, this conversation is over with, okay? It's dead." Angel commanded looking between the both of her brothers, using the same authoritative voice she used when they were kids, "I don't want to talk about it anymore so shut the hell up, both of you. Understood?" They both glared but abided by her wishes with a nod nonetheless, "Great. Now, where do we go from here?"

"I'm not sure." Sam glared at her for a beat before taking out his laptop, "Uh, looks like it's been pretty quiet lately. No signs of demonic activity, no omens or portents I can see."

Asa tipped his beer to that, "That's good news for once."

"Yeah, just the typical smattering of crank UFO sightings and one possible vengeful spirit. Here, check this out." He passee the laptop over to the two of them, "Up in Concrete, Washington, eyewitness reports of a ghost that's been haunting the showers of a women's health facility." Dean choked on his beer as Sam continued, "The victim claims that the ghost threw her down a flight of stairs."

Dean closed the laptop ceasing Angel and Asas reading before hurriedly throwing money down on the table and getting up.

She raised a brow, "I can see you're very interested."

"Women, showers. We got to save these people."

At Lucky Chin's Chinese Restaurant…

Angel and Asa sat at a table in Lucky Chins across from the shower victim, Candace.

"I'm not surprised the spirit world chose to make contact with me. I'm something of a… natural sensitive."

Asa and Angel shared a look before Asa cleared his throat and rolled with it, "I can sense that about you, Candace, that whole… sensitive thing."

Angel nodded stiffly offering a smile, "Totally."

"So…" Candace eyed them, "What did you say you're calling your book?"

"Oh, well, um… Well, the working title is… Supernatural." Angel blurted before clearing her throat tightly, "Yeah, we've been crossing the country, gathering stories like yours. But, anyways." She dismissed the small tangent with a hand wave, "You were telling us about your encounter. Go on."

"Yes. Well…" Candace sighed, "Once I saw the apparition, that's when I started to run."

As she spoke Asa got distracted by an odd couple kissing at another table. The man was your average nerd looking fellow and the woman looked to be as pretty as a Victoria Secret model which perplexed him.

"And you said the ghost chased you?"

"Not just that. It knew my name. It kept yelling, 'Mrs. Armstrong! Mrs. Armstrong!' And that's when I hit the stairs and fell."

"You fell?" Asa repeated, coming back into the conversation, "The ghost didn't push you?"

"Oh, I don't- I don't know. I mean, I think it did." She shrugged, "Maybe."

"Maybe…" Angel raised a brow, "Well, did it feel malicious in any way? Like was it violent or did it try to hurt you?"

"It was a ghost." She scoffed, "I'm lucky to be alive! Anyway, I was at the bottom of the stairs, and that's when it got weird." She chuckled tightly, "It helped me up."

Asa and Angel shared another confused look, "Say again?"

"Pardon?"

"Yeah. It helped me up. And it kept saying over and over, 'Please, don't tell my mom.'"

"Okay…"

"Yeah, that's weird."

At the local fitness center…

Dean and Sam were standing at the staries of the fitness center going over the local newspaper as they waited for their sister and Asa. The newspaper stated a local man won the $168M dollar lottery.

"So?" Angel earned their attention when they came up behind her brothers, "You two find anything?"

Dean shook his head, "No EMF in the shower or anywhere else."

Sam sighed, "This house is clean."

"Well, I can't say that i'm surprised." Angel mused, "I don't think there's a ghost here."

"Yeah." Asa scoffed, "I kind of got the feeling back there that crazy pushed Mrs. Armstrong down the stairs."

"I got to tell you…" Dean frowned, "I'm pretty disappointed."

Sam smirked, knowing exactly where his brother's head was at, "You wanted to save naked women."

"Damn right I wanted to save some naked women."

Sam and Asa chuckled lightly as Angel shook her head with a smirk. All of a sudden, three kids ran past them as they chased another little boy.

"Come on, guys, get him!"

"I got him!"

"No, I got him!"

Dean turned with them, "Run, Forrest, run!"

"Awe… should we help him?" Angel frowned before patting her little brother on the shoulder, "Reminds me of you when you were a kid, Sammy."

He glared at her as Dean waved them off, "Nah, he's got it. He can almost run as fast as Sammy could."

Dean laughed when Sam turned his glare to him, "Anyway." Sam dismissed with a shake of his head, "I don't think anything's going on around here."

The sound of angry arguing a few feet away caught all of their attention. A hunter stood nose to nose with a police officer as they argued on the pier.

"How the hell was I supposed to get a look at it? It grabbed me from behind and threw me into a tree!"

Dean shrugged, "Something's going on."

"Yeah, okay, Gus." The police officer rolled his eyes, "I understand you got shook up. Anyone would be. But don't you think it- Don't you think it had to be a bear?"

"I know a damn bear track when I see one! This thing didn't leave bear tracks! Its feet were huge!"

"Now, Gus-"

"It was Bigfoot, Hal. The Bigfoot!"

"Gus, you're not talking sense here."

"There's a Bigfoot out there, damn it, and he's a son of a bitch!"

Sam was the first one to step up to them to interrupt, "Excuse us." They all pulled out their badges, "FBI."

The officer looked perplexed, "What?"

"Yes, sir. We're here about the… uh…" He cleared his throat awkwardly before nodding at Gus, "That."

The officer gaped at them, "About Bigfoot?"

"That's right. Sir, can you tell me exactly where this happened?"

Gus smiled, "Yes, I can."

Later on, in the woods…

"What the hell's going on in this town?" Dean asked as they trekked through the woods looking for the tracks. "First there's a ghost that's not real, and now a Bigfoot sighting?"

"There's gotta be a good explanation." Angel shook her head, "One that's better than freakin' Bigfoot."

Sam scoffed, "Every hunter worth his salt knows Bigfoot's a hoax."

"Someone's seriously laying on the thick conspiracies for this town." Asa shook his head, "What do you guys think it could be?"

"Maybe somebody's pumping LSD into the town water supply." Dean stopped as soon as they came across huge tracks in the ground, "Okay. What do you suppose made that?"

"That, uh…" Sam cleared his throat, "Is a big foot."

"Okay… What in the holy hell…"

The four followed the tracks to the back of a liquor store that had been broken into, "So, what- Bigfoot breaks into a liquor store, jonesing for some hooch?" Dean kneeled down to survey the broken bottles, "Amaretto and Irish cream. He's a girl-drink drunk."

Angel quietly surveyed the wall of liquor before snaking some whisky from the shelf and putting it into her jacket pocket.

"Hey." Sam called to them from the porn aisle, "Check this out."

Angel raised a brow, "Porno mags?"

Asa scoffed, "He took the whole porno rack?"

"Well, I'll say it again." Dean gaped as Sam took out a clump of fur from the rack, "What the hell is going on in this town?"

They all walked back outside and confusedly sat down on a bench directly outside the store.

"Boys… I'm stumped. I literally have no idea what this could be."

"It's gotta be a joke, right?" Sam looked just as confused, "Some big-ass mother in a gorilla suit?"

"Or it's a Bigfoot." Dean offered, "You know, and he's some kind of a alcoholo-porno addict. Kind of like a deep-woods Duchovny."

A little girl on a bike passed them. As she did, a Busty Asian Beauties magazine fell to the ground from the box on the bicycle.

"Somehow I don't think Busty Asian Beauties belongs to the girl scout." Asa picked it up curiously, "Think we just got our first lead."

Angel quickly stood, "Thank God."

The girl dropped off the box full of alcohol and porn, along with a Sorry note, at the back door of the liquor store before taking off back down the street. The four hunters followed her closely in the Impala until they stopped at a normal looking house.

"C'mon, fellas." Angel was the first out of the car, "Let's find out what the hell is going on, shall we?"

"What is this…" Dean looked around warily as they walked up to the door, "Like a 'Harry and the Hendersons' deal?"

Angel frowned as she knocked on the door, "We're about to find out."

The little girl came to the door and looked up at them, "Hello?"

"Hello!" Sam smiled as he and Dean tensed, "Um, could we…" He cleared his throat awkwardly, "You know what? Are your parents home?"

She looked up at him, "Nope."

Sam turned to Dean, unsure of what to do, "No."

"No. Um…" He nodded, tense as well, then motioned with his hands around his height, "Have you seen a really, really furry…"

The little girl freaked, "Is he in trouble?!"

"No." Sam chuckled nervously, "No, no, no. Uh, not at all. We- uh well we just-"

"He's not in trouble, Princess. Promise." After glaring at her tense brothers in exasperation, she knelt down to the girl's height with a smile, "We just wanted to make sure he was okay."

Dean pointed and smiled uncomfortably, "Exactly."

"He's my teddy bear." She leaned into Angel to whisper in her ear, "I think he's sick."

"Well, that's quite the coincidence sweetie 'cause the four of us happen to be teddy bear doctors." She motioned to the boys to follow her lead as she took out a badge, "See? We're here to help."

"Really?" Her face lit up at Angel, "Can you please take a look at him?"

"Of course." Angel smiled, "Lead the way."

The little girl grabbed Angel's hand and led her into the house and up the stairs. The three men followed closely behind.

Asa smirked at the Winchester boys, "You guys can handle all sorts of monsters but a kid has you sputtering?" They glared, "Interesting."

The little girl turned to Angel as she stopped at the first door, "He's in my bedroom. He's pretty grumpy." She knocked on the door, "Teddy? There's some nice doctors here to see you."

She opened the door to reveal a very real, big and drunk teddy bear chugging down a beer and watching the news as he wailed.

He turned abruptly, making them all jump, "Close the friggin' door!"

The little girl quickly closed it before looking up at Angel with a frown, "See what I mean?"