Sam looked between them, "You guys really think it's The Grim Reaper? Like, angel of death, collect your soul, the whole deal?"

"No, not the reaper, a reaper." Angel corrected, "Pretty much in every culture on earth there's a reaper law. They have like… hundreds of different names all around. Chances are there's more than one of them."

Sam looked over to Dean, "But you said you saw a dude in a suit."

"What, you think he shoulda been working the whole black robe thing?" Dean raised a brow, "You said it yourself that the clock stopped right? Reapers stop time." He showed them a page of lore, "And you can only see 'em when they're coming at you which is why I could see it and you guys couldn't."

Sam still looked and sounded unsure, "Maybe."

Angel tapped her fingers on the table, "You thinkin' it could be somethin' else?"

"There's nothing else it could be." Dean dismissed, "The question is how is Roy controlling the damn thing?"

"That cross…"

Dean looked up, "What?"

"Oh yeah, the one from the tent that had that symbol on it…" Angel nodded, "You think he's using that?"

"I've seen it before." Sam looked through some papers before he snorted and held a card up to them, "Here."

Dean leaned in and took the tarot card questioningly, "A Tarot?"

"I mean… it works." Angel said as she took the card from Dean to study it, "Think about it, tarot dates back to the early christian era when some priests were still using magic. A few of them veered into the dark stuff; i.e.: Necromancy, how to push death away and how to cause it." She nodded at Dean, "This guy is using black magic to bind a reaper. Which is about one of the stupidest things he could do. Guys an idiot."

Sam scoffed in agreement, "He's riding the whirlwind. It's like putting a dog leash on a great white."

Dean got up and put his cup in the sink before leaning back against it, "Okay, then we stop Roy."

"How?"

Dean met Sam's eyes, "You know how."

"Wait, what the hell are you talking about Dean?" Sam bristled, "We can't kill Roy."

"Sam, the guys playing God. He's deciding who lives and who dies. That's a monster in my book."

"Sam's right, Dean." Angel dismissed as she got up, "We're not in the business of snuffing humans, alright?"

"We do that, we're no better than he is!"

"Ok, we can't kill Roy, we can't kill death." He looked exasperatedly from Angel to A=Sam, "Any bright ideas college boy?"

"Okay, uh… If Roy's using some kind of black spell on the reaper, we gotta figure out what it is. And how to break it."

Outside the church tent…

The Impala once again bounced down the badly gravelled and potholed road, passing a sign that said 'Service Today'. They parked and quickly exited the car.

"If Roy's using a spell, there might be a spell book."

"See if you guys can find it." Dean looked at his watch, "Hurry up too, the service starts in fifteen minutes. I'll try to stall Roy."

A man held out a leaflet to Dean, "Roy LeGrange is a fraud. He's no healer."

Dean took it with a smile, "Amen Brother."

Sam patted him on the shoulder as he followed Angel, "You keep up the good work."

The man nodded, "Thank you."

Sam and Angel both watched from the corner of the porch as Roy came down the stairs, assisted by Sue Ann on one arm and a dark haired man the other. After they were gone, Sam and Angel promptly climbed in from a window and started searching through the house. Sam looked on the bookshelves and pulled out the only book that doesn't have dust on the shelf in front of it. 'Encyclopedia of Christian History'. He flipped through it, finding nothing, then realized there was another, smaller book, hidden on the bookshelf behind the larger one.

"Ang…"

She quickly grabbed the newspaper articles she found and walked over to him, "What is it?"

Inside the smaller book was a picture of a skeleton reaper, and on another page the wooden cross they saw earlier in the tent.

"Thats not all…" Angel handed over the newspaper articles about the people who died, "Get a look at these."

The man that died for Dean was an openly gay teacher, the most recent victim was an abortion rights advocate.

She pointed to the third clipping about Wright, the man that had been handing out leaflets in front of the tent, "He's our next vic."

Angel quickly pulled out her phone and dialed Dean, speaking as soon as he answered, "Roy's choosing victims he thinks are immoral. You remember the dude handing out the leaflets? The protestor? He's next."

"What, the guy in the parking lot?"

"Yeah, we'll find him, but you can't let Roy heal anyone, alright?"

After hanging up, the two of them hurried to the car park and started frantically searching for Mr. Wright. They found him at the exterior of the car park, sprinting around a car as the reaper followed slowly.

"Help!" His screams caught their attention, "Help me!"

They turned and ran towards the sound of his voice.

"Help! Help me please!"

They finally found him, and began looking around wildly as they searched for the reaper, "Where is it?" Sam demanded, "Where?"

Mr. Wright grabbed Sam's shoulder and pointed, "Right there!"

"Okay…" Angel started pulling both men in the opposite direction, "Then lets run this way."

Soon, people were pouring out of the tent as Angel's phone rang, "Dean?"

"I did it, I stopped Roy."

She let out a breath of relief as she looked back to Sam and the shaking protester, addressing him by his first name, "I think youre gonna be okay, David."

He looked from her to Sam and nodded but when he turned around the reaper was right in front of him.

"No!"

"Dean it didn't work." Angel yelled helplessly as David collapsed to the ground, "The reaper's still coming!"

"What- Angel that's not possible, I stopped Roy!"

"I'm telling you it didn't work, Dean!" She dropped beside David with Sam just as his eyes glazed over white, "Roy must not be the one controlling this thing."

"Then who the hell is?" He went quiet for a second before Angel heard his voice again, "Sue Ann."

"The wife?" She asked but the line went silent so she turned to Sam, "It's the wife that's doing all this."

A second later, David gasped for breath a few more times before his eyes went back to normal and he stilled.

"We got you." Sam said as they helped him up, "We got you."

David let out a relieved gasp, "Thank God."

Sam and Angel met Dean outside of the tent. They watched as he had an emotion filled conversation with Layla before turning and joining them. As he did, Layla rejoined her mother who was talking to Roy and Sue Ann.

"Private session tonight, no interruptions." Roy nodded, "I give you my word, I'll heal your daughter."

Mrs. Rourke cried in happiness, "Thank you reverend. God bless you."

Back at the motel room…

Angel sat on the bed beside Sam, "So Roy really believes."

"I don't think he has any idea what his wife's doing."

"Well, we found this." Sam handed the little book to Dean, "Hidden in their library. It's ancient. Written by a priest who went dark side. There's a binding spell in here for trapping a reaper."

Dean flipped through it, "Must be a hell of a spell."

"Oh yeah." Angel scoffed, "You gotta build a black alter with some serious dark magic ammunition: Bones, human blood."

"To cross a line like that, that preacher's wife-" Sam scoffed as he shook his head, "Black magic. Murder… Evil."

"Desperate." Dean said as it hit him, "Her husband was dying, she didn't have anything to save him. She was using the binding spell to keep the reaper away from Roy."

"Cheating death." Sam chuckled, "Literally."

"Yeah but Roy's alive, so why is she still using the spell?"

"To force the reaper to kill people she thinks are immoral." Angel answered as she shook her head, "To fulfill her own little bigoted agenda."

Dean scoffed, "May God save us from half the people who think they're doing God's work."

"We gotta break that binding spell so she stops killing these people."

Dean looked back down at the picture of the cross in the book, "You know… Sue Ann had a coptic cross like this. When she dropped it the reaper backed off."

Sam looked at him, "So you think we gotta find the cross or destroy the altar?"

"Maybe both."

"Well… Whatever we do we gotta do it fast." Angel looked between them, "Roys healing Layla tonight."