Sam is sitting at the table, reading a book. The Impala pulls up outside and Dean enters a few moments later followed by Jamie. He doesn't look at Sam, he just walks right into the room. Jamie follows him into the room, looking uneasy. Sam gets out of his chair the minute they enter. He looks at Jamie and she hugs him. He hugs her back. Dean grabs his bag and begins to pack up his stuff. Sam pulls away from Jamie walks over to him.

"Dean, what are you doing?"

Dean just ignores him and continues packing. Jamie walks over to him. "Dean. Dean!"

Dean looks at her. "I told you to stay in the car."

Sam looks at Jamie and then at Dean. "What, are you, are you leaving?"

"You don't need me. You and Ruby go fight demons. Come on, Jamie." Dean grabs his bag and starts for the door. Jamie stays where she is. Sam stands in the way so Dean has to go around him.

"Hold on. Dean, come on, man."

Jamie nods. "Let's just sit down and talk about this."

DEAN turns around and punches Sam in the face with his right hand. Jamie puts her hands over her mouth. Sam whirls around by the force. Dean just watches him as he turns back around to him.

"You satisfied?" He asks.

Dean raises his hand to hit him again but Jamie is faster. She grabs Dean's arm before he can hit Sam. "No. Dean. Not like this."

Dean looks at her and pulls his arm away. Jamie steps back, and Dean hits Sam again, and then throws his bag on the floor. Jamie glares at Dean and then goes over to Sam, grabbing unto his shirt and helping him straighten up. Sam touches his lip, which is bleeding.

"I guess not."

Jamie whirls around. "Damn you, Dean. He's our brother!"

"Stay out of this, Jamie." He turns to Sam. "Do you even know how far off the reservation you've gone? How far from normal? From human?"

"I'm just exorcising demons."

"With your mind!" Dean yells. He takes a breath and then calmly asks "What else can you do?"

Sam looks up. "I can send them back to hell. It only works with demons, and that's it."

Dean grabs hold of him and pushes him backwards, walking with the force.

"Dean! Dean stop!" Jamie grabs unto Dean's arm, but he ignores her.

"What else can you do?!" He yells in Sam's face.

"Sam!" Jamie looks at Sam, her eyes are pleading. "Sam, answer him."

"I told you!" Sam pushes his hand away, and they stop. Jamie crosses her arms and shakes her head.

"And I have every reason in the world to believe that." Dean begins to walk away from Sam and Jamie.

"Look, I should have said something." Dean stops, his back still to Sam. "I'm sorry, Dean. I am. But try to see the other side here."

Dean turns around and faces him. Jamie looks away. "The other side?"

"I'm pulling demons out of innocent people."

Dean looks at Jamie. "You. You knew about this. Why didn't you stop him?" He goes for her and Sam stops him.

"Enough, Dean. Jamie isn't part of this."

Jamie shakes her head. "Will you just listen to Sam? I don't like this anymore then you do, but he is my brother too."

"Like I said, I'm pulling demons out of innocent people."

"Use the knife!"

"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."

"That what Ruby want you to think? Huh? Kind of like the way she tricked you into using your powers?" Dean shakes his head, sad. Jamie uncrosses her arms and goes over to him. "Slippery slope, brother. Just wait and see. Because it's gonna get darker and darker, and God knows where it ends."

Jamie looks at him. "We wouldn't let that happen. None of us would let that happen. Right, Sam?" She turns to look at her twin.

Sam nods. "I'm not gonna let it go too far."

Dean smiles at that, walks over to the wall and hits the lamp on the side table, making it crash and fly. Jamie jumps in shock. Sam puts his hands on her shoulders. Dean looks angry again. "It's already gone too far, Sam. If I didn't you know... I would wanna hunt you." He stares at Sam with so much intensity that Sam's eyes are tearful, and he nods at that, looking down. Tears run down Jamie's cheeks and she wipes them away with an impatient hand. "And so would other hunters."

"Dean…" Jamie's voice shakes. "Dean you died. You left us."

Sam looks up at him. "You were gone. I was here. I had to keep on fighting without you. And what I'm doing... It works."

Jamie sighs, glancing at Sam. She looks over at Dean.

"Well, tell me. If it's so terrific... then why'd you lie about it to me?" Sam looks down with that. "Why didn't you tell me, Jamie? Huh?" Jamie doesnt say anything. "Why did an angel tell me to stop you?"

Sam and Jamie look up, surprised. "Cas told you?" Jamie asks.

"What?"

"Cas said that if I don't stop you, he will. See what that means, Sam? That means that God doesn't want you doing this. So, are you just gonna stand there and tell me everything is all good?" With tearful eyes, they exchange a look and then Sam looks down. Jamie steps away from Sam so that she's between the both of them.

"Phone."

Sam looks at Jamie. Sam's phone starts ringing, Dean flinches at the sound. Sam answers it.

"Hello?" He pinches the bridge of his nose, trying to collect himself. "Hey, Travis. Yeah, hey. Uh.. It's good to hear your voice, too, yeah. Um, look, it's not a really good time right now. It's-Yeah, okay. Uh, well, just give me the details, and, uh.."

"Carthage, Missouri." Jamie says at the same time Sam does. Dean watches him as he walks over to the bedside table and writes down the location.

"Looking for…"

"Jack Montgomery." Once again the twins speak at the same time. Sam looks over at Jamie. Dean looks at her too. She shrugs a little. Sam puts down the pen and ends the phone call. Breathing deeply, he looks over at Dean.

Dean is behind the wheels and it seems they've been driving under silence for a while after Dean has told SAM and Jamie about what he found out in the past about their mom and family.

"I can't believe it. Mom, a hunter?" Sam says.

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

Jamie snickers. "I wonder why Dad didn't tell us."

"How'd she look? I mean... was she happy?"

"Yeah, she was awesome. Funny and smart. So hopeful." He looks over at Sam and then Jamie for moment and then back on the road. "Dad, too. Until of course..."

"Yeah." Jamie nods. She looks away. Sam sighs.

"What?"

Sam looks out his window. "Nothing." After a moment he turns back to Dean. Jamie leans in from the backseat. "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?"

Dean goes a bit "huh..?" over that last statement, thinking about what he's told Sam about the past. Jamie's eyes widen and she puts her face in her hand. "Sam…"

"What?"

Dean looks over at Sam. "Sam, I never said anything about demon blood." Sam looks guilty. "You knew about that?" Dean looks back at Jamie. "You both knew about that?"

Jamie nods slowly. Sam still doesn't look at Dean. "Yeah, for about a year."

Dean looks out through the window again, eyes on the road. "A whole year?"

Their sister looks up. "Since the devil's gate."

"That's more than a year!"

"I should have told you. I'm sorry."

"You've been saying that a lot lately, Sam. But whatever. You don't want to tell me, you don't have to. It's fine."

"Dean." Sam looks over at Dean, who's focusing on the road. "Whatever." Sam sighs.

"Boys." Jamie sighs.

A while later the Impala is parked and the siblings are crouched in some bushes behind a house. Dean is staring inside with binoculars. "Are you sure that's him?" Jamie and Sam are behind him. Sam nods.
"Only Jack Montgomery in town."

"And we're looking for..."

"Travis said to keep an eye out for anything weird."

"Weird?"

"Yeah."

"Alright, well, yeah, I've seen big weird, little weird, weird with crazy on top. But this guy? I mean, come on, this guy's boring."

Sam takes up a pair of binoculars of his own. "I don't know, Dean. Travis seemed pretty sure. Jamie?"

"Give me a minute." Jamie closes her eyes. In her mind she sees Jack is leaning on the island in the kitchen, looking thoughtful. He takes another swig of his beer, and then opens the fridge again. He grabs a leftover chicken, and starts eating, not bothering with platers or utensiles. He begins to eat frantically, like he's not gotten food in days. He throws the finished chicken aside and grabs a pack of uncooked meat and opens it up and starts eating the raw meat, throwing looks over his shoulder for his wife.

"Honey?"

He stops eating when he hears her voice. Jamie opens her eyes. The siblings are all wearing matching disgusted looks on their faces. "I'm gonna be sick." She puts her hand over her mouth.

Sam nods. "I'd say that qualifies as weird."

Dean, Jamie, and Sam come through the door of the motel, and stop as they've just entered, seeing something in their room. A smile comes on Dean's lips.

"Travis." Sam says blunted, seeing the old hunter sitting by the table, beer in hand.

Dean glances at his brother. "See, Sam. Told you we should have hid the beer."

Jamie grins. "I think he would have found it anyway."

Travis gets up and with a smile he walks towards the boys and Jamie as they walk towards him. "Smartass. Get over here." He laughs and he and Dean hug. "Ahh, good to see you."

Dean nods. "You too."

They break and Travis and Sam hug as well.

"Good to see you."

"You too, Travis."

They break. And Travis steps back, taking in Sam's appearance. "Man, you got tall, kid."

They all laugh at that comment. He turns to Jamie. She smiles. They hug. "Hey Travis."

Travis shakes his head as they break. "Jamie Winchester. You are still the splitting image of your mother. I never thought I'd see the day when you three were back together. How long has it been?"

Jamie pauses. "15 years for me."

Sam nods. "Ah, gotta be 10 years for us."

"You still a.. oh, what was it... a mathlete?"

Sam scoffs a little. Jamie snickers. "No."

"Yes." Dean and Jamie reply automatically.

"Been too long, guys. I mean, look at you. Grown men. Jamie, you're a beautiful woman. John would have been damn proud of you. Sticking together like this."

Dean looks away. "Yeah. Yeah, we're as thick as thieves." He looks at Sam, who's smile is disappearing with his brother's words, and his sister, who frowns a little. "Nothing more important than family."

"Right." Jamie says, but there is a bit of sacarasm in her voice that Travis doesn't notice as he puts his arm around her and walks over to the table. Dean follows, ignoring Sam.

"Sorry I'm late for the dance." They sit down at the table, Sam sits down on the bed next to Dean, across from Travis. Jamie leans against the table. "Thanks for helping out an old man. I'm a little, uh, shorthanded." He indicates his right hand and arm, which is covered in a cast. They laugh at that.

"Hunting accident?" Jamie asks.

"Nope, fell down the stairs. So, you track down Montgomery?"

Sam nods. "Yeah, we found him at his home."

"And?"

"Well, he had a hell of a case of the munchies, topped off with a burger he forgot to cook." Dean shutters just a little.

Jamie nods. "Gulped that crap right down."

"That's him alright."

"What's him?"

"Boys, Jamie, we got a rougarou on our hands."

Jamie's eyes light up in surprise. "No sh-really?"

Dean looks surprised as well. "A rougarou?" He looks over at Sam for a second. "Is that made up?" He looks back at Travis before Sam can answer. "That sounds made up."

Jamie glances at her brother, crossing her arms tightly over her chest. "It's not."

Travis nods. "They're mean, nasty little suckers."

Jamie looks at her brothers. "Rotted teeth, wormy skin, the works."

"Well, that ain't this guy. I mean, he was wearing a cellphone on his belt."

Travis shakes his head. "He'll turn ugly soon enough. They start out human, for all intents and purposes."

Sam looks up. "So, what? They go through some kind of metamorphosis?"

Jamie nods. "Exactly."

"Yep, like a maggot turning into a bull fly. But most of all they're hungry."

"Hungry for what?" Dean asks.

"At first, for everything, but then... for long pig."

Sam exhales at that, understanding what Travis means. Jamie turns a sickly pale green. Dean looks confused, not understanding the term "long pig".

"Long pig?"

"He means human flesh."

"And that is my word of the day."

"Ugh." Jamie puts her hand over her mouth.

Travis glances at the siblings before continuing. "Hunger grows in till they can't fight it. Till they got to take themselves a big, juicy chomp, and then it happens."

"What happens?" Sam asks.

Jamie and Travis start to speak at the same time. "They trans-"

Travis stops, looking over at Jamie. Dean gives his sister a look. Jamie looks away.

"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. And our man Jack's headed there on a bullet train."

Dean shakes his head. "Well, how'd you find this guy if he's a walking, talking human?"

Jamie looks at Dean. "He aint, exactly."

"Lets just say it runs in his family."

"You mean, uh..."

"Killed his daddy back in '78. Son of a bitch mangled 8 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."

Sam looks slightly amused. "You mean to tell me you couldn't find someone?"

Jamie gives her twin a look. "Sam, it was a kid."

Travis sighs. "I'm not sure I wanted to. The idea of hunting down some poor kid... I don't think I'd have the heart. No. I wanted to wait, make damn sure I had the right man. Apparently, I do." He takes a swig of the beer.

Later Dean and Travis are by the table, fixing gas cans for use.

"So fire, huh?" Dean asks.

"The only way I found to kill these bastards; deep-fry 'em."

"Well, that's gonna be... horrible. Is that what you did to Jack's dad?"

Travis nods. "Uh-huh."

Sam comes into the room from outside, papers in hand. Jamie follows him. "Not wasting any time, are you?" He asks.

"None to waste. The guy hulks out, we won't be finding bodies, just remains."

Sam sits down on the bed next to the table. Jamie leans against him.

"What if he doesn't hulk out?"

"You might wanna wait till you hear what we found out."

"We did a little homework. Uh, I've been checking out the lore on rougarous."

Travis looks up at the twins. "What? My 30 years of experience not good enough for you?"

"No." Jamie says flatly.

"No. No," Sam says less convincingly. "I-I- we just wanted to be prepared. I mean, not that you didn't.."

"Sam loves research. He does. He keeps it under his mattress right next to his KY. It's a sickness." Dean cuts in. He looks over at Sam. Jamie puts her face in her hand.

"Deeeeean."

"It is."

Sam shakes his head. "Look, everything you said checked out, of course, but uh…" He looks at his sister.

"But we found a couple of interesting stories about people who have this rougarou gene or whatever." Jamie gestures to the papers.

"Yeah see, they start to turn, but they never take the final step."

"Really?" Dean asks.

Jamie nods. "Mmmhmm."

"See, if they never eat human flesh, they don't fully transform."

"So what? Go vegan, stay human?"

"Yup." Sam puts his arm around Jamie.

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

Dean can't resist cutting Jamie off. "Long pig."

Sam tries not to look pale. "Right."

Jamie rolls her eyes. "Stop saying that. I've never touching meat again after this as it is."

Dean smiles a little, Travis is just sitting next to him, having watched and listened to Sam and Jamie about this under silence. "Good on you two for the due diligence." He gets up. "But those are fairy tales." He walks over to the little pantry and pours himself another cup of coffee. "Fact is, every rougarou I ever saw or heard of... took that bite."

Sam stands up while speaking. "Okay, well, that doesn't mean that Jack will."

Dean watches Sam rise and then stands up himself. Jamie moves between her brothers.

"So what do we do? Sit and hope and wait for a body count?"

Sam and Jamie look at each other. "No, we talk to him." Jamie says.

Sam nods. "Explain what's happening. That way he can fight it."

"Yeah."

"Fight it?" Travis laughs. "Are you kidding me? You ever been really hungry?" This gets Dean's attention, who's been looking at the papers SAM and Jamie brought with them. "I mean, haven't-eaten-in-days hungry?"

"Yeah." Dean says softly. Jamie stiffens, glancing quickly at her brother.

"Yeah. Right then. So somebody slaps a big, juicy sirloin in front of you, you walking away?"

Dean looks thoughtful for a second and then admits "no" without words, only raising of eyebrows. He slowly looks over at Sam. He catches Jamie's gaze. She stares hard at him.

"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 'cause he's nice?"

When Sam responds he sounds firm and very serious. "I don't know. But we're not gonna kill him unless he does something to get killed for."

Jamie nods. "Agreed."

Dean looks over at them at that. Sam takes a few breaths and then walks out of the room. Jamie looks after him. Travis looks over at Dean, a bit puzzled by Sam's reaction.

"What's up with your brother?"

Jamie shakes her head. "Nothing. He's fine." She leaves the room, following after Sam. Dean looks at the door and then Travis.

"Don't get me started." He turns to sit down again.

"Sam!" Jamie catches up to her twin as he goes to sit in the Impala. He leaves the door open as he climbs into the passenger seat. She stands against the open door looking at him. "Hey."

"Don't Jamie." His voice cracks a little.

"Look, I know we haven't gotten along very well the last couple of months but…you're my twin, my brother. No matter what."

"No matter what, huh? You sure about that?" He stares up at her. Unspoken words pass between them. Angry voices in their heads.

"Sam." Jamie looks down.

"If it comes down to me or Dean, who are you going to choose?"

"Hey." Dean walks out of the door just then, carrying the keys. "Let's take a ride, guys."

Jamie and Sam share another look before Jamie gets into the back seat.

"All right, so we're gonna go have a little chat with this guy-which, you know... I'm down." Dean is saying as he's driving. Sam is just sitting quietly next to him, staring out the front windshield with a serious look on his face. Jamie is leaning in from the backseat, looking between her brothers. "But I just want to make sure, if push comes, you're gonna shove. Both of you. " He looks over at Sam, who finally turns to him. Jamie watches them.

"Meaning?"

"Well, odds are we're gonna have to burn this guy alive."

"This guy has a name and a wife."

"Yeah, who we're probably gonna make a widow, okay? I mean, you heard Travis. He's gonna turn. They always turn."

Sam looks back at Jamie. "Well, maybe he won't."

Jamie looks at Sam. "Maybe he can fight it off."

Dean stares at the two of them. "And maybe he can't, that's all I'm saying."

Jamie relents. "Alright, I hear you."

"Yeah, all right, we'll just have to see then, okay?"

"This is what I mean, Sam. You sure your emotions aren't getting in the way here?"

Sam looks at him with a confused look. "What are you talking about?"

"You know, nice dude, but he's got something evil inside. Something in his blood. Maybe you can relate."

"Dean!" Jamie yells.

Dean looks over at him, but Sam doesn't respond with a look of his own. He looks pretty angry though. "Stop the car."

"What?"

Jamie frowns. "Sam?"

"Stop the car or I will!"

They all share a look.

Dean drives to the side of the road, but before the car has completely slowed to a stop Sam has already opened his door and is getting out. As Dean opens his door, SAM slams his own shut and turns around to him, angry. Jamie opens her door and gets out.

"You want to know why I've been lying to you, Dean? Because of crap like this."

They start to walk around the front of the car.

"Like what?"

"The way you talk to me, the way you look at me like I'm a freak!"

Sam walks past Dean, and then turns around to him, now completely pissed off. Jamie walks in between them, putting one hand on Sam's chest and the other on Dean's.

"I do not."

"You know, or even worse, like I'm an idiot!"

He takes a step forward to get into Dean's face. But Jamie pushes him back. "Sam."

"Like I don't know the difference between right and wrong!" He steps back, turns his back to Dean and Jamie and walks a few steps. He then stops, hands on hips, back still to his siblings, who's watching him. When Sam finally turns around, Dean looks down. Jamie looks at him. "What?"

Dean looks up at him again, and now he sounds a bit angry. "Do you know the difference, Sam? I mean, you've been kind of strolling a dark road lately."

Jamie puts her hand on Dean's chest. "Dean…"

"You have no idea what I'm going through. None."

"Then enlighten me!"

"I've got demon blood in me, Dean! This disease pumping through my veins, and I can't ever rip it out or scrub it clean! I'm a whole new level of freak! And I'm just trying to take this - this curse... and make something good out of it. Because I have to. "

Jamie stares at both of her brothers. Dean looks at him for a few moments, as Sam looks down on the ground. After a while Jamie says something in a calm voice.

"Let's just go talk to Jack, okay?"

After a moment, Sam gives a small, almost non-existant, nod, but he doesn't look at Dean. Dean nods, looking at the ground. Jamie goes back over to her door.

Jack is standing the garden with the hose in his hand, watering plants. Suddenly Sam , Jamie,and Dean emerge through the backdoor to the garden behind Jack. As they walk over to him he seems completely spaced out, just holding the hose, and staring into nothing.

"Jack Montgomery?" Sam asks. Jack doesn't turn right away, take a moment, and then he just looks around, over at the boys. "I'm Sam Winchester. This is my brother; Dean, and my sister, Jamie." Jack turns around and looks at them as they walk up to him. "We need to talk."

Jack looks at him and then at Dean, who looks around a bit, and then Jamie, who is staring at him. Jack looks back at Sam.

"About?"

"About you. About how you're changing."

"Excuse me?"

Jamie swallows hard. "About all the…feelings, you've been having."

Dean takes a step forward. "You're probably feeling your bones move under your skin. And your appetite's reaching, you know, "hungry hungry hippo" levels. How am I doing so far?"

"Who the hell are you guys?"

"We're people who know a little something about something." Dean tells him.

Sam nods. "We're people who can help."

Jamie looks at Jack. "Please, just hear us out."

"A-a what?" Jack asks when Dean is finished explaining.

"A rougarou. Sounds made-up, I know, but believe me, it's not."

"Alright, I've noticed certain things. I mean, some strange things. But I just, I-I don't know. I'm.. I'm sick or something."

"Your father was one of these things." Jack turns around to Sam at that. "Your real father."

"He passed it on to you." Jamie adds.

"No. Are-are you guys listening to yourselves? You s-sound like you're-"

Dean puts his hand up. "Skip the whole "you guys sound crazy", shall we? You're hungry, Jack. You're only gonna get hungrier."

"Hungrier for?"

"Long pig."

Jamie slaps her hand over Dean's chest. "Dean! God. He means human flesh."

"Yeah, you know, a little manburger helper, may have crossed your mind already."

"No."

"You can't lie to us."

"It doesn't have to be like this, Jack. You can fight it off."

"No."

"Others have."

Dean nods. "We're not gonna lie to you, though. It's not gonna be easy. You're gonna feel like an alcoholic swimming around in whiskey. But I'm telling you. You gotta say no... or-"

"Or what?"

Jamie sighs. "Or things will get pretty nasty."

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

"Stop me? My dad, did uh, somebody stop him?"

"Yes."

Jack suddenly looks very angry. "Get off my property right now. I see you guys again, I'm calling the cops."

Jamie sighs. "For once I wish this could end well."

She walks behind Dean. Sam isn't ready to give up.

"Jack, your wife, everybody you know, they're in danger."

"Now!:

JACK's neighbour, who's cutting a bush, looks over at them when Jack raises his voice. Sam sighs and they begin to walk away.

"Good talk." Dean mutters.

Later Dean, Sam, and Jamie have been watching Jack. Jamie turns around to the backseat as Jack is running across the street, to the woman's building. "Damn it. Jack."

"No." Sam pulls up the flamethrower and exists the car, Jamie right behind him. Dean grabs a flamethrower as well and gets out the car too. "Come on."

Sam, Jamie, and Dean kick down the door and hurry through it, flamethrowers at the ready. They meet the woman, who's just coming out of her bedroom and they scare the living hell out of her with that entrance. She screams and backs into her bedroom.

"Wait!" Dean yells. She slams her door. Dean, Jamie, and Sam are still standing by the front door, looking a bit confused. "Whoa, uh, we're here to save you, I guess."

SAM and Jamie look around, and they hear the woman locking her bedroomdoor.

"Oh damnit."

"I'm calling the police!" The woman yells.

Sam turns to Dean. "We should go."

"Yeah."

They hurry out, Dean turns around and closes the door with a little embarassed laugh. The frame of the door, where the lock is, is completely broken.

The boys and Jamie pulls up in front of the house, and see a car on the otherside of the street. They slowly get out, flamethrowers in hand. Dean walks around the Impala to Sam and Jamie.

Jamie is muttering to herself. "Goddamnit. Goddamnit. Goddamnit."

"I guess now we know where Travis is." Dean says. They start walking towards the house.

"That stupid son of a bitch." Dean looks over at Sam by that comment. They reach the porchsteps.

The frontdoor slowly opens and Dean comes in first, eyes on the stairs. As he moves in, Sam and Jamie follows and go towards the living room. They stop by the entrance to the livingroom, seeing a large pool of blood. A bloodtrail from the pool to behind the couch can be seen, from where Jack has dragged Travis behind it. Jamie gasps softly, and Dean and Sam grab unto her. She has a vision of Jack killing Travis. Sam closes his eyes, seeing her vision for himself. Dean looks at his brother and sister. The siblings share a look.

There is a piece of meat on the floor behind the couch, as Sam walks over to it, closely followed by Dean and Jamie. They stop by it and looks down.

"Oh, God. That's Travis?" Dean asks, looking back at Jamie and Sam.

"Yeah." Jamie turns pale. Sam sighs.

"What's left of him." Dean looks at him. Sam looks defeated. "You were right about Jack."

Jamie gasps out loud. Before Dean can respond he's suddenly pushed forward and Jack jumps him from behind. "Dean!" Jamie yells.

"Dean!"

They slam down on the coffee table, knocking out Dean. Jamie rushes for her brother. Sam quickly moves around them and pulls up his flamethrower and puts up his lighter in front of it, to light it. Jack turns around to him and jumps him before he can get a flame. They slam to the floor, Sam hits the back of his head.

"Sam!" Jamie yells, trying to wake Dean.

Before Sam has a chance to do anything, Jack grabs the flamethrower and slams it into Sam's face, effectivly knocking him out. Jack turns back to Jamie, who slowly gets up. She glances around as Jack walks toward her. She holds her hand out for Dean's flamethrower and it flies into her hand. She grops her pockets for a lighter. Jack is coming closer.

"Sweetie. You don't want to do that." Jack tells her.

Jamie doesn't say anything. She looks up at him. He lunges at her. She holds her hands out, sending him flying backward into the wall. She rushes back to Dean and tries to wake him up. Jack grabs unto her from behind and slams her head down unto the coffee table.

Later Sam is on the floor of the closet, knocked out. He slowly wakes up. After a second he remembers where he is and he gets up and goes for the doorhandle, but it's locked. "Dean? Jamie?"

"Dean and Jamie can't come to the phone right now." Jack says from the living room.

Sam slams his hand against the door twice, angry. "Jack! If you hurt them, I swear to God!"

"Calm down!" Dean is still lying on the coffee table, knocked out and Jack is sitting by his feet. Jamie is tied to the leg of the table, blindfolded and gagged. "Your brother and sister are alive." Sam relaxes a bit with that news and rests his head against the door, panting. "But not if you don't calm down."

Sam is completely calm now. "Alright, Jack. Listen. Open the door. We can figure this out, okay?"

Jack laughs at that. "We'll have ourselves a little brainstorming session." He's close to tears out of desperation.

"Jack. Please."

"I don't think so. After what you did?"

Sam is confused by that. "What? What are you talking about?"

"You send your friend here. He tried to burn my wife alive."

Sam is shocked. "What? Why?" He is going through his pockets.

"He didn't say." Sam looks around and sees a metal hanger. He grabs it. "I guess psychopaths don't have to explain themselves." He looks over at Dean and slowly begins to move along his body. Jamie is starting to wake up. She moans softly.

"Listen to me. You gotta believe me. My brother, my sister and I, we never would have hurt her, okay?"

Jack comes up by Dean's face, who's still knocked out. With a shaking hand, Jack reaches out and dips his fingers in the little pool of blood that has formed by Dean's head. He turns his hand over, looking at the blood on his finger. He then sucks it off, enjoying the taste. He begins to rock back and forth.

"Oh, God. I'm so hungry."

Jamie hears him and begins to struggle, trying to get her hands free.

Sam has used the metalwired hanger and re-formed it so he can pick the lock. ""Jack, don't do this." He bends down and goes for the lock.

Jack turns towards the closet door. "I can't ever see my family again."

SAM works the lock.

Jack turns back to Dean. "You three... your friend. You made me into this!"

The gag slips from Jamie's mouth. "No. We didn't know. We didn't."

Sam is still working on the lock. "Jamie?"

"Sam!"

"No one's making you kill us." The lock won't agree with him and he takes down his hands for a moment.

"Sam, talk to him. Tell him you understand." Jamie struggles to get the blindfold off her eyes.

"Listen to me." Jack is looking up at the ceiling and then he looks down again as Sam speaks. "You got this dark pit inside you. I know." Sam is leaning against the door again, with his eyes closed. "Believe me, I know." He opens his eyes. "But that doesn't mean you have to fall into it. You don't have to be a monster." He begins to work on the lock again.

Jack laughs at that. "Have you seen me lately?"

Jamie tries to remain calm. "It doesn't matter what you are. It only matters what you do. It's your choice."

Jack sits still for a moment and then he grunts in pain. Then he begins to move up to Dean's head again, with his mouth open, looking like he's slowly going down the road of eating Dean. Dean slowly begins to wake up now. Jack puts a hand on his shoulder, eyes completely fixed upon Dean. Suddenly Jack hears a door slam open.

"No!" Jamie yells. The blindfold falls off and sends a blast of telekinetic power in Jack's direction. Jack is thrown back.

"Jack!"

Jack whips around towards the closet door, and sees Sam standing there, flamethrower and lighter in hands, ready. Jack sits still for a moment, like he decides something, while Sam is only watching him. Then he lunges for Sam as Jamie gets her hands free. She stands up and looks toward Sam and then at Dean. As Dean slowly lifts his head and is slowly turning it around over his shoulder we hear Sam flip the lighter and the flamethrower goes off. Jamie bends over Dean to shield him. She gets up and then he turns back and they watch while Sam burns Jack alive. Jack finally falls to the floor, in flames. Dean and Jamie look over at Sam, who's sad by this outcome. Defeated even.

The Impala comes down a road, fast. They're driving under silence, Dean behind the wheel. He looks over at Sam who's just staring out the window. Jamie is leaning against the window in backseat. Dean turns back to the road. "You did the right thing, you know. That guy was a monster, there was no going back."

Jamie sighs. "It didn't have to be this way."

Dean glances back at her. "I think it did, Jamie."

"Whatever."

Sam doesn't respond, he only lowers his head.

"Sam, I wanna tell you I'm sorry. I've been kind of hard on you lately."

Sam lifts his head again, looking out, and he looks so broken.

"Don't worry about it, Dean."

"It's just that your, uh, your psychic thing, it scares the crap out of me." Jamie looks at Dean. He glances at her. "In all fairness, Jamie's does too."

"Hmm." She settles back against the window, closing her eyes.

"Look, if it's all the same... I'd really rather not talk about it." He looks over at Dean. Dean looks back at him and a little smile plays on his lips.

"Wait a minute. What? You don't want to talk? You?" Sam doesn't reply to the smile or joke.

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

"Why don't you try?"

"I can't. Because this thing, this blood, it's not in you or Jamie the way it's in me. It's just something I got to deal with."

"Not alone."

"We're here too." Jamie whispers.

Sam sighs and looks out through the passenger window and we see him reflected in it. He's silent for a while. "Anyway, it doesn't matter. These powers... it's playing with fire. I'm done with them." Dean looks over at him. Jamie moves up closer to them. "I'm done with everything."

Jamie's gaze is hard. "You sure?"

"Really?" Sam continues to look out his window and Dean turns back to the road. Jamie looks down. "Well, that's a relief. Thank you."

Jamie smirks slightly, glancing at Sam. Sam turns around to Dean and scoffs a little. "Don't thank me. I'm not doing it for you. Or Jamie. Or for the angels or for anybody. This is my choice."

"Okay, Sammy. Whatever you say." Jamie mutters. She and Dean share a look Sam doesn't see.