Sam walks into Bobby's study carrying some old clothes and stops. Jamie is laying on the couch reading. He walks over and kneels down in front of her to see what book she's reading. She looks up and he smirks. "The Hobbit? Really?"
Jamie scoffs and puts the book aside. "I've read everything else. Twice." She moans softly, shifting her position. "Big brother won't let me hunt as long as you guys are working for Crowley, so I read."
Sam chuckles. "Well I've got a surprise for you." He holds up a sweatshirt and a pair of Dean's jeans. "I finally convinced Dean to let you come with us. You just have to be careful not to expose the baby."
Jamie's face brightens as she takes the clothes. "Great. What are we hunting?"
Sam, Jamie, and Dean drive up in the Impala to where a couple of demons are waiting in front of a black SUV at an industrial plant. They're bringing a prisoner. Jamie is wearing Sam's sweatshirt to hide her stomach. She stands behind Dean and Sam.
"You're late." The demon says when Dean hands off the monster.
"Traffic was a bitch." Dean shoots back.
"One rugaru." Sam tells them.
"Where's Crowley?"
"Banging a hooker in a sweet spot called None Of Your Business."
Jamie smiles sarcastically. "Ha."
Dean laughs. "Oh, look at that, guys. Demon trying to be funny."
Sam glances at him. "Oh, is that what just happened?"
"Night, girls." The demon starts to walk away but stops and looks at Jamie. Dean sees this and shifts so he's standing more directly in front of her.
"Wait, wait. Hold up, hold up. Are we ever gonna see Crowley again or is he just gonna keep sending his demon extras to pick up his laundry?"
"I'm sorry. I know you're speaking, I see your lips moving, but I can't understand what you're saying 'cause I don't speak Little Bitch." Demons get in their car and drive off.
Dean turns to his siblings. "Remember when we used to gank demons?"
"No." Jamie says as she goes back to the Impala.
Sam, Jamie, and Dean return to their current base, a run-down house they're squatting in. "No man, screw it, I'm done." Dean is saying.
"Dean." Jamie says softly.
"Calm down." Sam adds.
Dean looks at Jamie, who takes off Sam's sweatshirt to reveal a baby bump. "Man, it was a terrible idea to bring you, Jamie. How'd I ever get talked into it?" He gives Sam a look. "You realize that demon could sense the baby."
"She's what, four and a half months along now? We can't hide it much longer. Besides." Sam rolls his eyes. "Dean, we need her."
Dean holds up his hand in Sam's direction. "Not to mention we've been going on these freaking Crowley runs and it's not getting us anywhere."
"Dean-" Jamie says.
"I mean, the only thing that's really changed, is now I need a daily rape shower."
"Dean!"
Sam sighs. "OK, you're right. Let's go with Plan B. Oh yeah, we don't have one. So till we do, sorry dude, stock up on soap-on-a-rope." Dean chuckles. Sam takes off his jacket and tosses it aside. "Dean, if you wanna get my soul back, that's what we gotta do, OK?"
Dean looks up at him. "Yeah… You even want it back?"
Sam rolls his eyes. "I'm working for Crowley, aren't I?"
Dean goes to pour himself a drink, turning his back on Sam and Jamie "Yeah, well, who says he's gonna hold up his end, you know? It is Crowley. You ever think of that? Right?" He turns back around to find Sam and Jamie are both gone out of sight. "So, I guess the moment's over, is that what you're saying? Sam! Jamie!" When he doesn't get an answer, Dean draws his gun and starts looking for his siblings, only to find Sam lying unconscious in the next room. A demon comes up behind him and knocks him out.
Meg walks in and Jamie jumps down from the roof and kicks her. She flies backward. The demon who knocked out Dean advances on her. "Oh please." Jamie waves her hand and the demon flies backward.
"Ugh. Is that any way to treat an old friend?" Meg asks as she gets up and brushes her jacket off.
"What the hell do you want, Meg?" Jamie takes a step back. Another one of Meg's demons grabs her, forcing her arms behind her. "Ugh. You guys get dumber every season, I swear." She jumps up and kicks the demon in the head, breaking his hold. Meg grabs her and squeezes her stomach. Jamie gasps, grabbing Meg's hands.
"Yeah, figured that would do it. Stop fighting me and I'll let your little bundle of joy live." She whispers.
"You don't have the balls." Jamie sneers, right before the demon behind her knocks her unconscious.
Sam and Dean come to, bound to a couple of chairs. Jamie is bound between them. Dean looks to her first. "Jamie? You okay?"
"I'm fine."
Dean looks at Sam. "What now?"
"I think I know who you can ask."
Dean glances over his shoulder and sees Meg. "Evil bitch."
Meg puts her hand on his shoulder. "Keep sweet talking me, this could go a whole new direction."
"Meg. I've been dying to see you again." Dean says with fake enthusiasm.
Meg licks her lips. "Well, here I am, big boy. So, what should we do now?"
"How about I rip you to shreds?" He states with all seriousness.
"I'll pay you." Jamie comments. She and Sam stare daggers at Meg.
Meg chuckles. "Kinky, I like. A little Q&A first, if you don't mind. Now, where's your boss?"
Sam scoffs. "You think we work for somebody?"
Meg turns to him. "I happen to know for a fact you've been juggling Crowley's orphans. Now where is he?"
"Don't know. Don't care." Sam tells her.
Meg turns to Jamie. "Don't look at me."
"You've been working his beat for months."
She looks at Sam. "Doesn't mean we get face time."
"Or that I get visions."
Meg straddles Dean's lap "Where's he take all those things you snatch up for him? I bet you an all-day sucker that's where his majesty's holed up." When Dean doesn't answer, she holds a knife to his throat. "OK, officially over the foreplay. Satisfy me, or I please myself!"
Sam laughs. Jamie looks at him.
"Something funny, Sam?" Dean asks.
"Yeah, Meg."
"Really? 'Cause where I'm sitting…"
"She can't do jack squat. She's totally screwed."
"Not helping!"
Jamie looks at him and gestures to Meg. "Look at her, Dean. She's furious. If she could kill you, she'd've done it by now. She's running."
Meg looks at Jamie. "Am I?"
Jamie nods. "Yup."
"Judging by the level of flop sweat on all of you, yeah. Which means you're running from Crowley. Which makes sense. Crowley would want to hunt down all the Lucifer loyalists now that he's the big man on campus." Sam tells her.
"How would you know?"
Sam shrugs. "It's what I'd do." He looks at Dean. "She can't kill us. She needs us to get her to Crowley so she can stick that knife in his neck."
"Basically, it's him or her." Jamie adds.
Dean looks up at Meg. "Well, I hope you both lose. But good luck."
Meg turns to Sam. "So, you know what you gotta do now, right?"
"Let me guess. You're gonna tell me."
"Work with us."
Jamie and Dean both look at Sam. "Whoa, what?"
Jamie turns to her brother. "Keep up, Dean."
Sam smirks. "We'll hand you Crowley with a bow. On one condition: we come with you and you help us wring a little something out of him before you hack him to bits."
"What?"
"Doesn't matter. Question is, can you get us what we need?"
"I apprenticed under Alistair in Hell just like your brother."
Jamie winces. "God."
"Not exactly." She looks at Jamie and then turns to Dean. "So Dean, can I make Crowley do whatever I want?"
"Yeah, she can." Dean says reluctantly.
"It's a deal then. Hugs and puppies all around!" Meg says excitedly.
Dean doesn't look at her. "You gonna untie us?"
"Please." She whispers seductively. "Don't pretend you don't enjoy it."
She turns to leave. One of her companions walks up to Dean, staring intently at him. "You gonna kiss me?"
Meg calls back over her shoulder to the demon. "Come on!"
Jamie is free and is untying Dean. "What are you doing?" Dean asks. He and Jamie stare at Sam.
"Uh what do you mean?"
Jamie gets Dean free and goes over to Sam. "He's means-"
"I mean, what are you doing!?"
Sam sighs. "Dean, you wanted to screw over Crowley. Merry Christmas. What?"
"You wanna work with a demon again?"
Jamie hands Sam his jacket, and then looks at Dean. "We're working with demons now."
Sam nods. "I'm doing this because I wanna stop."
"She killed Ellen and Jo!"
"I know. But you can't look at this emotionally, Dean. We need her."
"The hell we do! That little bitch is gonna screw us over so fast –"
Sam cuts him off. "Of course."
Jamie puts on Sam's sweatshirt and looks around. "Which is why we'll screw her first." She turns to Dean. "Meg and her little posse are dead the second we're done with them."
"Yeah, if they don't kill us." Dean says, looking between his siblings.
Sam smirks. "They won't." he glances at Jamie. After a moment she nods and grins. "'Cause we're bringing insurance."
"With wings."
Jamie and Sam are standing out in the road by the house. Jamie is wearing Sam's brown jacket. She turns to him. "Raiders plot, alright?"
"You think he'll really fall for it?"
She nods, walking away. Sam starts trying to call Castiel. "Castiel, we need you. It's important." No reaction. "Cas, we found something. It's this gold box. Apparently Nazis were after it back in the day, someone opened it and their face melted off. I think it's – ready for this – the Ark of the Covenant. Yeah. So…"
Castiel appears. "I'm here, Sam. Where is the box?"
Sam turns to him. "I can't believe you fell for that. That was the plot of Raiders, idiot."
Cas looks annoyed. "I'm mid-battle, Sam."
"I could give a rat's ass about your little pissing match with Raphael."
Cas looks up. "Listen to me, Sam –"
"No, you listen! I don't care what you're dealing with up in Heaven. You owe me."
"You may not care, but believe me –"
"I'm sorry, do you think we're here to talk this out?"
"Sam, I can't just –"
"If you don't help us, I will hunt you down and kill you."
Castiel walks up to him looking amused. "Will you, boy? How?"
"I don't know yet. But I will look until I find out, and I don't sleep."
Cas shakes his head. "You need help, Sam."
"I need your help."
Dean walks through the house looking over some papers. Jamie is leaning against the wall. Sam and Castiel enter the house. Jamie smirks. Dean looks surprised. "You actually showed. Wow, Sam, I owe you a chicken dinner. What happened?"
Sam shrugs. "No big. This is what friends do for each other." Castiel looks at Sam, pissed. Dean grins not entirely convinced. Jamie turns away.
Castiel and Jamie are working a ritual to locate Crowley. "Damnit." Jamie cusses. Dean and Sam look at her.
Castiel looks up at them. "It's not working. Crowley's hidden from me."
Dean nods. "Well, looks like we're gonna have to try this the hard way.
Sam, Dean, Jamie, and Castiel are searching Samuel's study in the compound for clues. The siblings shine flashlights as they look around. Samuel walks in on them with a gun in his hand. "Can I help you? What do you want?" He lowers the gun.
"We wanna know where Crowley is." Dean tells him.
"If I even knew, why would I tell you?"
"Cause you're our grandfather." Dean says.
"And we're hoping that means you're not a total dick." Jamie adds.
"Samuel, I'm gonna get my soul back." Sam finishes.
Samuel turns to look at Sam. "Who says you can get it back?"
"Me."
"Look, I'd like to help, but I can't. I'm sorry."
"Bull!" Jamie yells.
"It's your grandson's soul." Dean says firmly.
"I can't."
Dean stares at him. "What is wrong with you? Do you wanna work for Crowley? Cas, can you give us a minute?" The angel disappears. "We're your blood. But if you don't wanna help us I can't make you. But I just gotta know why. What is Crowley holding over you? You owe us that."
Jamie frowns. She grabs unto Dean's arm. She's pale and leans heavily against Dean. He and Sam look concerned. Sam walks over and grabs ahold of her. Samuel takes out a picture of young Mary and hands it to Dean.
"Mom?" Dean asks.
"Mom." Jamie mutters. Sam holds her up as Dean turns to Samuel.
"He's gonna give her back to me."
Dean looks up. "Crowley's gonna bring mom back from the dead?"
"That's why he can't look at me." Dean turns back to his sister. "I look just like her in that photo." She puts her hand on her stomach. Sam puts his hand over hers.
"You tell me you don't want her back."
Dean looks back at the photograph, doesn't answer.
"You know, the one difference between us: you know how to live without her."
Dean looks up. "Look, I know how you feel."
"No, you don't. She's my daughter, and she's dead, and I can do something about it."
"Do you really think Crowley is gonna make good here?"
"He brought Sam back! And me!"
Jamie straights up, holds Sam's shoulder for support. "You have no idea what you're doing."
Dean nods. "Trust me, don't go down that road."
"What are you saying?"
"I'm saying, stop trying. It's gonna go nowhere good. Samuel, I know we've had our differences, but I'm your grandson and I'm telling you that this is wrong for so many reasons."
"You hypocrite!" Samuel yells at him.
"I'm asking you to learn from our mistakes! Doing this, this is how the bad guy gets us every time. It's our Achille's heel. Apparently it runs in the family. We will figure something else out. Okay?"
"I'm sorry Dean, but I –"
"Fine. Bring her back. But what are you gonna tell her? You gonna tell her you made a deal with a demon?" he gestures to himself and then to Sam and Jamie. "That you wouldn't help out her sons or her daughter?"
"That's enough! Just get out."
Dean goes over and loops Jamie's arm across his shoulders. He helps her out. Sam lingers back, looking at Samuel as he leaves.
The Winchesters are back in the abandoned house. Jamie is asleep on the couch. Castiel is sitting next to her watching TV, while Sam and Dean sit at a table, doing research. "It's very complex."
"Mm-hmm." Dean doesn't look up.
"If the pizza man truly loves this babysitter, why does he keep slapping her rear? Perhaps she's done something wrong."
Dean and Sam look at each other, startled. "You're watching porn? Why?" Dean asks.
"It was there."
Jamie wakes up and looks at Cas. She groans and closes her eyes again. "Dean!"
"Hey! It's not me, it's Cas." Dean looks at the angel. "You don't watch porn in a room full of dudes and my sister. And you don't talk about it. Just turn it off." He turns to Sam when Cas looks down at his lap. "Great, now he's got a boner."
There's a knock on the door. Sam and Dean take out their guns. Castiel turns to Jamie and puts his hand on her leg. Dean goes to open it, finding Samuel. "This what you boys do, sit around watching pornos with angels?"
"We're not supposed to talk about it."
"Samuel?" Jamie tries to sit up. Cas turns to her and helps her. Sam turns the tv off.
"Why are you here, Samuel?" Dean asks.
"It's what Mary would want. Now, this is what I know. Whatever we bag ends up there." He shows them a map with a location marked. "That's where he tortures 'em, interrogates 'em, I don't really know. Only been outside the places, but it's a death trap. Nothing gets in that Crowley doesn't want in and nothing gets out, period."
"Well, thanks."
"I wish you wouldn't do this."
"Come with us." Sam offers.
"I may be soft, but I'm not suicidal."
Jamie scoffs. "Thanks for the vote of confidence."
Meg and her posse are waiting outside the house after Samuel leaves. Dean, Sam, Jamie, and Cas walk out to them. Meg looks at Castiel. "Remember me? I sure remember you, Clarence."
Cas doesn't look at her. "Why are we working with these abominations?"
Jamie glances at him. "Because we don't have any other choice."
"Keep talking dirty. Makes my meatsuit all dewy."
Dean glances at Cas. "Alright, simmer down. We know where Crowley is."
" Great. Do tell."
Sam looks at Meg and scoffs. "Yeah, tell you, so you can just leave us for dead."
Meg glances at Sam. "You boys have serious abandonment issues, you know that?"
Jamie takes a step forward. "Say that again, Meg." Dean pushes her back a step. He and Sam stand in front of her.
"We'll show you, alright? But we're all going together." Sam says firmly.
"What, I'm just supposed to trust you?"
"No, you're not that stupid. Give me the knife for a minute."
"No, I'm not that stupid."
"Do you want us to take you to Crowley or not?" She hands Sam Ruby's knife. Sam hands it to Jamie. She uses it to kill the demon that was scowling at Dean earlier. The two other demons step forward but Sam blocks them from his sister. "You saw him. He was more interested in killing us than getting the job done. Jamie just did all of us a favour."
"Hey! You just gonna keep that?" Meg gestures to the knife.
Jamie puts it in her belt. "You took this from us. I'm taking it back." She turns and goes towards the house. "We leave in one hour." Meg sighs and turns away with her demons. She stops and gives Castiel a second look. Dean's lip twitches.
Inside Dean is packing up for the hunt. Castiel is standing there looking out the window. "You know, Cas, you could help."
"I'm ambivalent about what we're attempting."
Dean continues to pack. "Well, breaking into monster Gitmo is not exactly a two-for-one in the champagne room."
"I'm not sure retrieving Sam's soul is wise."
Dean walks around the table and goes towards Cas. "Wait, what? Why?"
Jamie walks in and stands beside Dean. She crosses her arms.
"I want him to survive."
"What are you talking about?"
Jamie glances over her shoulder at her brother. "Sam's soul has been locked in the cage with Michael and Lucifer for more than a year. And they have nothing to do but take their frustrations out on him."
Castiel turns to them. "Do you understand? If we try to force that mutilated thing down Sam's gullet, we have no idea what will happen. It could be catastrophic."
"You mean he dies."
Jamie shakes her head. "Worse. He doesn't." She sighs and looks down.
"Paralysis. Insanity. Psychic pain so profound that he's locked inside himself for the rest of his life."
"But you're saying you don't know anything for sure. I mean, he could be fine."
"He could be, yes."
"Okay then." Dean starts to turn away.
"But I sincerely doubt it."
Jamie looks up. "Cas…"
"Well, if he's not fine, then you fix him."
"Dean, I wouldn't know where to begin."
"Then you figure it out, Cas. Come on. I mean, the guy's a frigging replicant. He needs his soul. Look, we get it back. And if there are complications, then we will figure out a way to deal with those, too."
"Of course." Dean turns away, thinking he's won the argument. "Or we fail, and Sam suffers horrifically."
Jamie looks at the angel. "Shut it, Cas." She says, staring at him. Sam is standing in the shadows, overhearing the conversation. Jamie glances back in his direction.
They are all standing outside Crowley's monster prison. Dean turns to the group. "Seems pretty quiet."
Jamie is staring at the building. "It's not, I can feel it."
Castiel looks at Dean. "Meet me at the side door."
Castiel opens a door to let Dean, Jamie, Sam and the demons inside the prison. "This all seem a little too easy for you?" Dean turns to his siblings.
Sam nods. "Way too easy."
Jamie shakes her head. "Something is so wrong here."
They walk inside. Castiel hangs back and lightening flashes.
They walk down a hallway lined with cells. Sam and Dean shine flashlights on them. Some of the monsters are dead but others are alive. Dean shines his flashlight into one cell."Is someone there? Please. Please help me. You gotta get me out of here. Please! You gotta get me out of here." A female djinn begs. Dean hesitates. Jamie gasps and grabs her stomach. Sam pushes her ahead of him and then looks at his brother.
"Come on, Dean. We gotta move."
They enter another hallway and Dean and Sam turn off their flashlights. Cas stops. "Wait."
"What is it?" Dean asks.
Dogs are heard barking in the distance. "Oh my God!" Jamie yells, whirling around.
"Damn it. Here come the guards." Meg mutters.
Dean's eyes widen. "Hellhounds. Go!"
They run for the nearest set of doors, Dean and Sam wedge them shut with a piece of wood. Jamie grabs the salt and tosses it to Dean who draws a salt line. The two demons who were accompanying Meg haven't made it and are ripped apart by the hellhounds on the other side. "Why does this feel familiar?" Jamie asks as Dean and Sam shove her behind him.
"I knew this was a trap."
"What do you want, a cupcake?" Meg asks, looking at Dean.
"Alright, that should keep them out." Sam says.
Dean shakes his head. "Not for long. How many of them are there?" He looks back at Jamie.
"I can't count them all."
"Lots. I'll be pulling for you … from Cleveland." Meg straightens up.
"What?!" Dean demands.
"I didn't know this was gonna happen. Bright side: them chewing up my meatsuit ought to buy you a few seconds. Seacrest out." She puts her head back and opens her mouth.
Jamie crosses her arms and gives Meg a look. "I wouldn't." Meg tries to vacate her host body, but can't. "Told you."
Castiel looks at them. "A spell, I think, from Crowley. Within these walls you're locked inside your body."
Dean smirks. "Karma's a bitch, bitch." Jamie takes out Ruby's knife. "Oh no. No way." Dean takes the knife from her.
"What are you doing, gonna slash at thin air until you hit something? I'm the one who can see those sons of bitches." Jamie tells him.
"You're not getting anywhere near them." Dean tells her.
Sam takes the knife from Dean. "You can see them too. Take this. Hold them off. It's our best shot." He tells Meg.
"At Crowley. Take it and go. You kill the smarmy dick. I'll hold off the dogs."
"How you gonna do that?" Dean asks.
Jamie looks up. "Cas." She grabs Castiel by the neck and kisses him, at the same time removing his sword. Castiel pushes her up against the wall and returns the kiss with interest. He runs his hands through her hair and touches her stomach. She wraps her arms around his neck. Behind them Dean points to them and then at the door and then gives up. Jamie breaks the kiss and she and Cas smile at each other.
"What was that?" Meg asks.
"I learned that from the Pizza Man." Castiel says.
"Meg." Jamie hands Meg the sword.
Dean looks at the sword. "Whoa, whoa, is that gonna work on a hellhound?"
"Well, we're about to find out. Run." The boys grab unto Jamie and take off. Meg faces the shaking doors and prepares to fight the hounds.
They hit an unlit stairwell. "Can't see jack." Dean complains as he and Sam shine their flashlights around.
Jamie: Castiel!
Jamie tries to push through Dean and Sam. Castiel turns to her. Suddenly, there is a blinding light and Castiel vanishes. Turns out it was Samuel, banishing him with a blood sigil.
"Cas?!" Dean yells.
Sam sees Samuel. "Dean."
"You son of a bitch!" Sam and Dean shove Jamie behind them and hold her back.
"You sold us out?" Three demons appear behind Jamie, Sam and Dean, holding onto them. "Damn you, Samuel." Dean tells him.
"Yes. And I have to say, best purchase I've made since Dick Cheney."
"Crowley." Jamie hisses.
"Hiya, Crowley. How's tricks?" Dean asks.
"Above your pay grade. Been working. Big things. Alas, you'll be too dead to participate."
"Really?"
"Shame I have to do away with you three. Rather enjoyed your indentured servitude." Crowley turns away.
Sam and Dean are thrown into separate cells. A third cell is about to be unlocked for Jamie, but apparently there's already a monster there, so Jamie is thrown into Dean's cell. Dean catches her and holds her behind him as the cell is locked. "Sam?!" Dean calls.
"Yeah." He answers.
Dean looks down and then looks up. "I'm standing in pee." A doubles over and vomits. "And Jamie just puked." He pauses. "On my shoes."
Sam looks down at where he's standing. "Consider yourself lucky."
Dean makes a face. "Yikes. That sucks."
"So Jamie is with you?"
"Yeah, I'm here." She calls to her twin.
A little window in the door to Dean and Jamie's cell is opened from the outside by Samuel. "You want forgiveness, find a priest." Dean spits.
"I just want you to understand."
"Oh, I understand." Dean walks forward. "That you're a liar. You talk about putting blood first, which is funny 'cause you sound just like my dad. The difference is, he actually did."
"I am putting blood first."
Dean shakes his head. "Oh, gimme a break!"
"Mary's my blood! My daughter! Don't come at me like I sold you out, Dean. You sold out your own mother. It was her or Sam and Jamie, and you chose Sam and Jamie, plain and simple."
"Oh, that is such crap!" Dean replies, angry.
Jamie walks forward, her eyes blazing. "Samuel, Mary may have been your daughter, but I am hers." Samuel looks away. "Look at me you stupid son of a bitch! You can't, can you. Because I look just like her."
Dean grabs his sister and pushes her behind him. "You wanna know what really happened? You chose a demon over your own grandchildren!"
"See it how you want. I don't even know what Sam is. And you want me to protect him? And Jamie?" Dean looks over his shoulder. "What is Jamie, anyway? An angel's bitch. And you? You're a stranger." Dean scoffs. "No, really, tell me: what exactly are you supposed to be to me?"
Samuel purposefully doesn't look at Jamie. Dean sees this. "You can't look at her, can you? She's right, she reminds you way too much of Mom. Well, I'll tell you who I am. I'm the guy you never wanna see again. 'Cause I'll make it out of here, trust me. And the next time you see me, I'll be there to kill you."
"Don't think there's gonna be a next time."
"Whatever gets you through the night."
Samuel shuts the window. Dean turns to Jamie and wraps his arms around her. She hugs him. "I can get us out." She whispers.
"I know. But don't. Don't expose your powers; don't expose the baby until you have to. Not even to save me, understand?" He looks down at her, and puts his hand on her stomach. "He is our first priority." Jamie nods.
The two demons working for Crowley open the door and walk inside. Dean pushes Jamie back. "Stay back, Jamie!" He tells her as they grab him and drag him out of his cell.
"Dean! Dean!" Jamie yells. The door is slammed shut.
"Get off me!" They drag him down the corridor while Samuel just stands by. Sam hears this.
Sam is pacing in his cell. Suddenly he hears Jamie's voice in his head. "Sammy."
"Jamie?" he grins. "Our twin thing?"
"Yeah."
"I thought the baby…"
"I think he's asleep…You have a plan?"
"Yeah."
Jamie pauses. "Good plan."
Sam then squats down and bites into his arm at the wrist, drawing blood. "Dean alright?"
"Just a second."
Dean is pushed into a room with blood and guts all over it. Then the demons bring in two ghouls.
"Enjoy."
Dean looks at them. "Alright, alright. Shawshank's a great flick, but let's skip the shower scene, huh?"
One of the ghouls looks at the other. "Look, breakfast."
Jamie opens her eyes. "Oh that sucks." She closes her eyes again. "We need to get to Dean."
Demons enter Sam's cell. Sam is crouching by the wall furthest from the door. "What did you do with my brother and sister?"
"Oh, you'll find out. You're about to join your brother." They get caught in a devil's trap Sam has painted on the ceiling using his own blood. He rushes out of the cell and over to where Jamie is.
"Step back." Sam steps back. Jamie holds her hands out and the door opens. Jamie walks out and blows the door shut.
"I guess we should have let you fight the hellhounds." Sam says, impressed.
Jamie cracks her neck. "What and leave Meg with nothing to do?"
Elsewhere, Dean is fighting the ghouls. "Frickin' hate ghouls!"
At the same time, Sam and Jamie are running down a hallway, looking for him. "Dean?!"
"Let me go, son of a bitch!"
"Dean! Sam, over here." Sam and Jamie arrive just in time to save Dean from getting eaten. Sam stakes one of the ghouls with a metal bar ripped off the wall. Jamie waves her hand and the metal bar is ripped out of the ghoul and flies into the other one.
Meg is tied naked to a table. Christian is stabbing her with Ruby's knife. She screams. "You know, you're sticking that thing in all the wrong places."
"Really? You sure were squealing."
"Knock yourself out. It's a host body. Some girl from Cheboygan, moved to LA to be an actress. It's probably not even the worst thing that ever happened to her."
Meg screams as the demon continues torturing her with Ruby's knife, then suddenly starts laughing.
"What are you laughing at?"
Dean appears behind him, grabs the knife out of his hand and stabs him in the back.
"Dean Winchester's behind you, meatsack."
Sam and Jamie rush in. "We should go." Sam says.
Dean glances at them and then at Meg. Jamie flicks her wrist and Meg's clothes drop on top of her. "Hurry up, Dean." She says.
Dean unties Meg.
Crowley goes to pay the female djinn a visit in her cell. "Hello, sweetheart. Feeling chatty this morning, are we? Do hope so. Wouldn't want to harm a hair on that pretty little head. So, you ready to tell me all about your daddy?" Fire alarm rings. "Hold that thought."
Crowley arrives at the room where Meg was being tortured and finds Dean sounding the alarm.
"You should be ghoul scat by now." Sam knocks him down from behind. "Really necessary? I just had this dry-cleaned." He finds himself inside another devil's trap. "So, to what do I owe the reach-around?" Jamie enters, brandishing Ruby's knife. "Jamie. Hello." She has the sweatshirt unzipped. Crowley notices. "Oooh, I didn't notice it before but now it's plain as day, you're expecting a little one. Whose his daddy?"
Jamie rolls her eyes and smirks. "Dean." Sam looks over at Dean. Dean doesn't react.
Meg enters. "Crowley."
His face falls. "Whore."
"Okay, you know what." She uses her demonic powers to injure Crowley internally, making him cough up blood. "The best torturers never get their hands dirty. Sam wants a word with you."
Crowley painfully turns to Sam. "What can I do for you, Sam?"
"You know damn well. I want my soul back."
Meg turns to him. "And here I thought you just grew some balls, Sam."
Jamie glances over her shoulder. "Shut up, Meg."
"Well?" Sam demands.
"No."
"Meg?"
Meg tortures Crowley some more. He falls to his hands and knees.
"I can't."
"Can't or won't?" Sam asks.
"I said 'can't'. I meant 'can't', you mop-headed lumberjack. I was lucky to get this much of you out. Going back in there for the sloppy bits? No way. I'm good, but those two in there? Forget it."
Sam looks at him. "How do I know you're not lying?"
"You don't. But it doesn't change anything. I'm telling you. Sam, why do you want the thing back? Satan's got one juicy source of entertainment in there. I'd swallow a rag off a bathhouse floor before I took that soul. Unless you want to be a drooling mess."
Meg glances over her shoulder. "Sam, I hate to say it, but he's right."
"Yeah, right. I get it. Thanks. He's all yours."
Dean moves to stop him. "Whoa, what are you, crazy? He's our only hope."
"Dean, you heard him. He can't get it. He's useless."
Dean looks at his sister and gestures for the knife. Jamie tilts her head and hands it to Dean. She goes to enter the devil's trap.
"You'll let me back out, right?" They nod. Meg turns to Crowley. "This is for Lucifer, you pompous little –"
Crowley takes her down in an instant and uses the knife to break the devil's trap. He Sam and Dean to opposite walls. Jamie holds her hands out in front of her deflecting Crowley's hold. Crowley smirks. "Jamie, do you really think I'm stupid enough to lay a hand on you."
"I think you're stupid enough to try."
"Maybe so." He gestures for the knife and holds it against Meg. Jamie steps back, holding one hand out in front of her, and the other on her stomach.
Castiel reappears suddenly. "Leave them alone."
Crowley looks at the angel. "Castiel, haven't seen you all season. You the cavalry now?" Jamie steps forward to Castiel's side, and raises her hand. The knife flies out of Crowley's hand and into hers. Crowley looks darkly at her and then towards Castiel. "Hear you're losing out to Raphael. The whole affair makes Vietnam look like a roller derby. Hey, what's in the gift bag?"
Castiel takes the skull out of the bag he's holding. "You are."
"Not possible." His smile disappears.
"You didn't hide your bones as well as you should have."
He claps mockingly. "Cookie for you."
Jamie takes a step forward, holding the knife. "Let my brothers go." Crowley snaps his fingers and Sam and Dean are free. "Can you restore Sam's soul or not?"
"If I could help out in any other –"
"Answer her!" Dean demands.
"I can't." Jamie looks at Cas. He incinerates Crowley's bones. Crowley burns up and turns to ash.
Dean and Sam walk forward. Jamie stares at Meg. She looks at Jamie, and then Dean and Sam before vanishing into thin air. "Well, she's smart, I'll give her that. I was gonna kill her, too." Dean says, putting an arm around his sister.
Jamie nods. "Let's get the hell out of here."
Sam, Dean, Jamie, and Castiel are standing by the Impala, about to take off. "Thanks, Cas. Hadn't it been for you –" Dean starts to say.
Castiel looks at him. "Crowley was right. It's not going well for me upstairs."
"If there's anything we can do –"
"There isn't. I wish circumstances were different. Much of the time I'd rather be here."
"Look, Cas, we know you got a steaming pile on your plate. There's no need for apologies. We're your friends."
Castiel looks to Sam. "Listen, Sam, we'll find another way."
Sam turns to him. "You really wanna help? Prison full of monsters. Can't just leave 'em, can't let 'em go."
Jamie cringes. Castiel turns to look at her. "I understand." He disappears with a flutter of wings. Jamie watches him go.
"He's right, you know?" Dean turns to Sam.
"About?"
"About your soul. We'll figure something else out."
"No, we won't."
Jamie looks at her twin. "Sam…"
"Why, because Crowley said –"
"You heard what Crowley said. And I heard what Cas said. Putting this thing back in would smash me to bits."
"We don't know that for sure."
"You know what? When angels and demons agree on something, call me nuts, I pay attention."
Jamie sighs. "Sam, that doesn't necessarily mean it's true."
Dean is starting to get angry. "You say this now? After we practically died trying to – "
Sam cuts him off. "Exactly! We almost got ourselves killed. I mean, how many times do we risk our asses for this? Enough's enough."
Jamie rubs her eyes. "Sam."
He looks at her. "I don't think I want it back."
"You don't even know what you're saying." Dean tells him.
"No, I'm saying something you two don't like. You obviously care, a lot. But I think maybe I'm better off without it."
Jamie walks around the Impala toward him. "You're wrong."
"You don't know how wrong you are." Dean finishes.
"I'm not sure about that." He turns and starts to walk away.
"Sam, don't walk away. Sam! Sam!" Dean yells. Jamie stares after him. Dean turns and looks at her. She frowns.