Silence.

Jen stared at 'Richard' with uncertainty.
She wanted to ask him if he was okay, but knew that wouldn't be a good idea - incase it was actually Henry this time.
"Um..." It was all she could let out as her fist tightened around the knife handle.

"I-I'm okay. I've still got him..." He finally spoke as he slowly got back up to his feet.

"Are you sure you're alright? What just happened?"

"Memories. Horrible visions. My death ... my parents ..."
A tear came to his eye as he shook his head, "...awful stuff. I wasn't prepared for all this, but, I'm okay."

"I'm so sorry, Richard."

"I'm sorry too, Jen. I saw more..."

Visibly cringing, Jen just shook her head. She knew what he meant, and did not want to think about that again, "I know. Let's not revisit that. Focus on helping Castiel."

"Right." He nodded, "I'm going to take a break and try again in a bit. In the meantime, you should get back to Mark before he worries much longer."

"Richard, you need to come with me."

But he shook his head at the suggestion, knowing what a mistake that would be. Mark would take one look at him and that'd be the end. "No. That's really not a good idea. Jen, you know how Mark would react the second he lays eyes on me."

"When we arrive, I'll go in first and handle it. It'll be fine, trust me. Come on, Richard, please go with me."

Richard sighed, taking a minute to give it some thought. "I'll go. But if anything goes wrong on the way there, like I start to feel Henry coming back, pull over immediately and let me out of the truck."

Jen nodded, "Got it."

The drive back to Mark's place went smoothly. So far, Richard had no issues remaining in control of Henry. On the way, Jen discussed the plan with him. She would go inside first and explain, then signal for him to come in, once it felt safe. Despite feeling hesitant, Richard nodded. He truly hoped that Mark would believe it and trust in him. Connie too. He was looking forward to seeing his sister again.

As the cabin came into view, Richard couldn't help but sigh. He was nervous, because of Mark. Jen shook her head and tried to reassure him, "Don't worry. I've got this under control. You just stay here until I wave for you."

At the sound of a vehicle approaching, Mark literally ran over to the window, "God I hope that's Jen with my Da- ...oh shit."
"What?! What's going on?" A startled Connie joined him at the window, immediately gasping when she realized what was wrong. Mark's truck parked close enough to the cabin for them to see two figures inside. One was indeed Jen, but Jack was nowhere to be seen. It was Henry.

Rage.
Mark was ready to SNAP.
"Stay inside, Connie. I think it's some sort of hostage situation. I'll handle it."

He was out the door before anything could be said in response, slamming it shut behind him...
"HENRY!"

Jen was already half-way out of the truck once she saw Mark storming out toward them & quickly tossed the keys to Richard, "Shit. Keep the doors locked!"
He nodded and did so after she closed her door.

"Mark, stop! I need to talk to you."

"Jen, what's going on?! Why is Henry with you?! Are you in danger?"

Jen was now directly in front of Mark and placed both hands on his shoulders to stop him in his tracks. It worked, but not before he screamed over her shoulder, "GET OUT OF THE TRUCK, MOTHERFUCKER!"

"Calm down Mark. I know this is going to sound crazy but trust me, that is not Henry. It's Richard. He managed to possess him."

Mark just scoffed and attempted to go toward the truck, but Jen grabbed onto his arm before he could get past her, "Mark, LISTEN TO ME! I'm serious! That's NOT Henry!" He spun back around to face her as she held onto him, "Jen, are you insane?! This is exactly the kind of shit he'd pull !"
Jen was very displeased now and pulled him back once more as he tried to go again. "I could see it in his eyes, damn it! And DO NOT call me insane! Get back in there and calm down! We all need to talk." She even shoved him, just a bit, in the direction of the cabin. "I'm so fed up with you right now."

Mark was taken aback by her behavior and forced himself to seem calm, but he was still fuming inside.
They just stood there now, staring at each other in awkward silence.

After a minute, Jen spoke up.
"Now, will you PLEASE listen to me and step inside?"

Mark stood there, speechless and frustrated. Why in the hell was she defending him? The Richard story was bullshit. It had to be. To him, this was just another game. Something Henry did best. "Jen-"

"I said GO INSIDE."

But Mark protested, still trying to keep his cool, "I want him out of my truck."

"if I have to say it again, I will drag you inside myself..." Jen spat.

His eyes widened in shock, "What is with you?!"

"You heard what I said and basically called me a liar. That doesn't sit well with me. Have some faith in me, Mark! And if you want to get over there to the truck to hurt RICHARD, you have to go through me..." Jen had taken a couple steps forward and was almost completely in Mark's face, "...are you gonna do that?"

Mark stared at her in horror and, with a sigh, threw up his arms and turned to leave. He'd never hurt her, of course. Finally, he headed back into his cabin, but not silently. He began muttering a bunch of curse words under his breath as he did so.

Jen turned to look back at Richard and held up her index finger as if to say 'give me a minute' before following Mark inside.