IN LAWRENCE, KANSAS. A young woman, JENNY, is sitting on the floor of her home, unpacking boxes. She comes across a photo of herself and her husband at their wedding. She begins to cry she misses him so much she doesn't understand still why he had to die she was commiserating in her sad memories when her daughter, SARI, comes in the room.
SARI: Mommy?
JENNY looks up.
JENNY: Hey, sweetie. Why arent you in bed?
SARI: Theres something in my closet.
this has become routine lately, JENNY opens the closet doors and looks inside as SARI watches from her bed.
JENNY: See? Theres nothing there.
SARI: You sure?
JENNY: Im sure. Now, come on. Get into bed.
SARI crawls into bed and JENNY tucks her in.
SARI: I dont like this house.
JENNY: Youre just not used to it yet. But you and your brother and me –- we are going to be very happy here. I promise.
She kisses SARI on her forehead.
I love you.
Jenny turns off the light and gets up to leave the room, before she could leave sari calls out to her and points.
SARI: Don't forget the chair mommy.
JENNY: Okay.
She moves a chair under the doorknob of the closet.] The chair. Just to be safe. [SARI lies down and goes to bed. JENNY leaves. After returning to the living room, JENNY continues unpacking boxes. She stops when she hears the sound of scratching coming from the basement.
JENNY: Please, God, dont let it be rats.
A few moments later, JENNY goes downstairs into the basement with a flashlight. She tries turning on a light, but the switches dont work.
JENNY: Terrific.
Back in Sari's bedroom. The chair begins moving on its own, away from the closet doors. SARI sits up in her bed, wide-eyed and afraid. Back in the basement, JENNY keeps looking around. On the floor, she sees a large black trunk. She kneels down and opens it, pulling out old photos album of the Winchester family. Written on the on the front of the book are the words, The Winchesters. John, Mary, Dean, and Little Sammy. JENNY smiles. In SARIS bedroom, the closet doors open by themselves. Standing in the closet is what looks like a person, but it is engulfed in fire. SARI screams.
The Winchesters are in a MOTEL ROOM. Sleeping Dean and Lydia are sharing a bed While SAM is sleeping in the other one, he was dreaming of JENNY. She is inside her bedroom, screaming for help. SAM jolts awake, confused.
The next morning, while DEAN is on the computer Lydia was in the bathroom showering, SAM was sitting on the bed drawing a picture of a tree.
DEAN: All right. Ive been cruising some websites. I think I found a few candidates for our next gig. A fishing trawler found off the coast of Cali –- its crew vanished. And, uh, we got some cattle mutilations in West Texas. Hey.
SAM looks up from his drawing with a glossed over look.
DEAN: Am I boring you with this hunting evil stuff?
SAM: No. Im listening. Keep going.
DEAN: And, here, a Sacramento man shot himself in the head. Three times.
He waves his hand in front of SAMS face starting to get irritated with Sam's lack of focus.
DEAN: Any of these things blowin up your skirt, pal?
Sam was looking at his picture that he'd drawn on several different pages.
SAM: Wait. Ive seen this.
DEAN: Seen what?
SAM gets up from the bed and goes searching through his duffel bag as Lydia comes out of the bathroom dressed and puts her stuff in dean's dirty clothes bag and walks over to her father and sits on his lap.
DEAN: What are you doing?
SAM finds a photo of their family from when he was a baby. He compares the tree in the photo to his drawing. They are the same.
SAM: Dean, I know where we have to go next.
DEAN: Where?
SAM: Back home –- back to Kansas.
DEAN: Okay, random. Whered that come from?
Sam showed the photo to DEAN and Lydia.
SAM: All right, um, this photo was taken in front of our old house, right? The house where Mom died?
DEAN: Yeah.
SAM: And it didnt burn down, right? I mean, not completely, they rebuilt it, right?
DEAN: I guess so, yeah. What the hell are you talkin about?
SAM: Okay, look, this is gonna sound crazy people who live in our old house –- I think they might be in danger.
LYDIA: Why would you think that?
SAM: Uhits just, , just trust me on this, okay?
She looks him in the eye and that power that she has to make him feel like spilling every secret he has starts nudging at him, He starts to walk away, DEAN stands up which makes Lydia slip off his lap and he follows Sam.
DEAN: Wait, whoa, whoa, trust you?
SAM: Yeah.
DEAN: Come on, man, thats weak. You gotta give me a little bit more than that.
SAM: I cant really explain it is all.
DEAN: Well, tough. we are not goin anywhere until you do.
Dean says indicating him and Lydia, SAM sighs. DEAN waits expectantly.
LYDIA: it's time to tell the truth uncle Sam, you cant ask for trust when you don't give us a reason to trust you.
SAM: I have these nightmares.
DEAN: [nodding] we've noticed.
SAM: And come true.
DEAN: [stunned] Come again?
SAM: Look, Dean.I dreamt about Jessicas death –- for days before it happened.
DEAN: Sam, people have weird dreams, man. Im sure its just a coincidence.
He sits down on the bed, next to Lydia who had traveled over there after her dad got up.
SAM: No, I dreamt about the blood dripping, her on the ceiling, the fire, everything, and I didnt do anything about it cause I didnt believe it. And now Im dreaming about that tree, about our house, and about some woman inside screaming for help. I mean, thats where it all started, man, this has to mean something, right?
LYDIA: That was your secret with bloody Mary wasn't it?
Sam looked at her square in the eyes.
Sam: yes that's was my secret.
DEAN: [overwhelmed] I dont know.
Sam pulled out one of the table chairs and placed it down across from DEAN and sat down
SAM: What do you mean you dont know, Dean? This woman might be in danger. I mean, this might even be the thing that killed Mom and Jessica!
DEAN: All right, just slow down, would ya?
Dean stands up and begins pacing, Lydia could feel his anxiety she knows how he feels with out him saying anything she would have reservations going back to her hometown where her mother died as well.
DEAN: I mean, first you tell me that youve got the Shining? And then you tell me that Ive gotta go back home? Especially when.
SAM: When what?
LYDIA: [sadly] When he swore that he would never go back there.
Dean looked at Lydia appreciatively, because she understood how hard this would potentially be for him and she was offering her comfort and support.
SAM: [softly] Look, Dean, we have to check this out. Just to make sure.
DEAN: I know we do.
they Drove most of the morning they got in late afternoon early evening to the WINCHESTER HOUSE. DEAN, Lydia and SAM pull up outside the house.
SAM: You gonna be all right, man?
DEAN: Let me get back to you on that.
LYDIA: I can be brave with you Daddy.
They all got out of the car. After knocking on the front door, JENNY answers it. SAM was shocked to see that she was the same woman from his dream.
JENNY: Yes?
DEAN: Sorry to bother you, maam, but were with the Federal—
SAM: Im Sam Winchester, and this is my brother, Dean and his daughter Lydia. We used to live here. You know, we were just drivin by, and we were wondering if we could come in and see the old place we wanted to show her where we grew up.
JENNY: Winchester. Yeah, thats so funny. You know, I think I found some of your photos the other night.
DEAN: You did?
JENNY nods and steps aside.
JENNY: Come on in.
They go inside. the four of them go to the kitchen. SARI is at the table doing homework. RITCHIE, her jumpy toddler brother, is in his playpen.
RITCHIE: Juice! Juice! Juice! Juice!
JENNY: Thats Ritchie. Hes kind of a juice junkie.
She takes a sippy cup out of the refrigerator and hands it to RITCHIE.
JENNY: But, hey, at least he wont get scurvy.
She walks over to SARI.
JENNY: Sari, this is Sam and Dean and Dean's Daughter Lydia. Sam and Dean used to live here.
SARI: Hi.
DEAN waves.
SAM: Hey, Sari.
DEAN: So, you just moved in?
JENNY: Yeah, from Wichita.
DEAN: You got family here, or.?
JENNY: No. I just, a fresh start, thats all. So, new town, new job –- I mean, as soon as I find one. New house.
SAM: So, how you likin it so far?
JENNY: Well, uh, all due respect to your childhood home –- I mean, Im sure you had lots of happy memories here.
DEAN smiles weakly.
JENNY: But this place has its issues.
SAM: What do you mean?
JENNY: Well, its just getting old. Like the wiring, you know? Weve got flickering lights almost hourly.
DEAN: Oh, thats too bad. What else?
JENNY: Umsinks backed up, theres rats in the basement.
She pauses, a little embarrassed.
JENNY: Im sorry. I dont mean to complain.
DEAN: [not offended] No. Have you seen the rats or have you just heard scratching?
JENNY: Its just the scratching, actually.
SARI: Mom?
JENNY kneels down next to her.
SARI: Ask them if it was here when they lived here.
SAM: What, Sari?
SARI: The thing in my closet.
LYDIA: you see a bad thing in your closet, Sari?
she nods and Lydia looks at her father with an intense look like we have to kill it so Sari doesn't have nightmares.
JENNY: Oh, no, baby, there was nothing in their closets.
SAM and DEAN: Right?
SAM: Right. No, no, of course not.
JENNY: She had a nightmare the other night.
SARI: I wasnt dreaming. It came into my bedroom –- and it was on fire.
SAM and DEAN are shocked. Lydia walks over to Sari and wraps her arms around her in a hug and whispers in her ear so the adults won't hear.
LYDIA: Don't worry Sari, my Daddy's job is to kill the Bad things, he'll get rid of it ok?
Sari hugged Lydia tighter and nodded against her chest, Lydia walked back over to her daddy and held his hand.
WINCHESTER HOUSE. DEAN, Lydia and SAM are walking back to the car.
SAM: You hear that? A figure on fire.
DEAN: And that woman, Jenny, that was the woman in your dreams?
SAM: Yeah. And you hear what she was talking about? Scratching, flickering lights, both signs of a malevolent spirit.
DEAN: Yeah, well, Im just freaked out that your weirdo visions are comin true.
SAM: [panicked] Well, forget about that for a minute. The thing in the house, do you think its the thing that killed Mom and Jessica?
DEAN: I dont know!
SAM: Well, I mean, has it come back or has it been here the whole time?
DEAN: Or maybe its something else entirely, Sam, we dont know yet.
SAM: Well, those people are in danger, Dean. We have to get em out of that house.
LYDIA: we will uncle Sammy.
SAM: No, I mean now.
DEAN: And how you gonna do that, huh? You got a story that shes gonna believe?
SAM: Then what are we supposed to do?
they all piled into the Car and drove to the nearest gas station so Lydia could go to the bathroom and baby needed some fuel as well.
DEAN: We just gotta chill out, thats all. You know, if this was any other kind of job, what would we do?
SAM sighs.
SAM: Wed try to figure out what we were dealin with. Wed dig into the history of the house.
DEAN: Exactly, except this time, we already know what happened.
SAM: Yeah, but how much do we know? I mean, how much do you actually remember?
DEAN: About that night, you mean?
SAM: Yeah.
DEAN: Not much. I remember the firethe heat.
He pauses for a moment lost in the memory.
DEAN: And then I carried you out the front door.
SAM: You did?
DEAN: Yeah, what, you never knew that?
SAM: [shaking his head.] No.
DEAN: And, well, you know Dads story as well as I do. Mom on the ceiling. And whatever put her there was long gone by the time Dad found her.
SAM: And he never had a theory about what did it?
DEAN: If he did, he kept it to himself. God knows we asked him enough times.
SAM: Okay. So, if were gonna figure out whats goin on nowwe have to figure out what happened back then. And see if its the same thing.
DEAN: Yeah. Well talk to Dads friends, neighbors, people who were there at the time.
SAM: [after a pause] Does this feel like just another job to you?
DEAN says nothing for a moment.
DEAN: Ill be right back. I gotta go to the bathroom and see what's taking Lydia so long.
He walks away. After turning a corner and finds Lydia as she was coming out he motions for her to come over and he stands next to the bathroom door and takes out his cell phone.
LYDIA: your going to call grandpa and ask him to come and help?
Dean nods and she holds out her hand for him to hold they have both become accustomed to giving and receiving strength from each other their own private chick flick moments. After making sure no one can see him, he dials a number.
VOICEMAIL: This is John Winchester. If this is an emergency, call my son, Dean at 866-907-3235.
The beep sounds.
DEAN: Dad? I know Ive left you messages before. I dont even know if youll get em.
He clears his throat.
DEAN: But Im with Sam and Lydia. And were in Lawrence. And theres somethin in our old house. I dont know if its the thing that killed Mom or not, but.
His voice breaks. He pauses, barely keeping himself together
DEAN: .I dont know what to do.
He begins to cry.
DEAN:So, whatever youre doin, if you could get here. Please. I need your help, Dad.
He hangs up sadly, with tears in his eyes, Lydia doesn't say anything she knows her dad doesn't want to hear anything he just needed her to be with him, so she was.
Back at WINCHESTER HOUSE. JENNY is showing a plumber to the kitchen, near the sink.
JENNY: No, sir, nothing weird down there, I promise. Sink just backed up on its own.
PLUMBER: Well, Ill take a look.
JENNY: Thanks. Oh, okay, Ill get out of your way.
She leaves. The plumber sets down his tools and begins looking at the pipes under the sink. A few feet away, by RITCHIES playpen, a toy monkey is sitting with cymbals in its hands. Without warning, the monkey starts up. It clashes its cymbals together loudly while cackling. After a moment, the plumber looks up, confused. The toy stops. The plumber stands up and tries turning on the garbage disposal, but it doesnt work. Instead, he rolls up his sleeve and sticks his hand down the disposal. He thinks he feels something in the drain, but when he takes his hand out, there is nothing there. He sticks most of his arm back down the disposal. Suddenly, the garbage disposal starts up. The plumbers arm is being completely torn apart as blood splatters everywhere. At the same time, the cymbal-clashing monkey starts up again, cackling as the plumber screams.
DEAN and SAM are talking to the owner of the garage. while Lydia stayed in the Car so her Daddy and Uncle Sam could be state officers.
DEAN: So you and John Winchester, you used to own this garage together?
OWNER: Yeah, we used to, a long time ago. Matter of fact, it must be, uhtwenty years since John disappeared. So why the cops interested all of a sudden?
DEAN: Oh, were re-opening some of our unsolved cases, and the Winchester disappearance is one of em.
OWNER: Oh, well, what do you wanna know about John?
DEAN: Well, whatever you remember, you know, whatever sticks out in your mind.
OWNER: Wellhe was a stubborn bastard, I remember that.
He laughs.
OWNER: And, uh, whatever the game, he hated to lose, you know? Its that whole Marine thing.
DEAN and SAM nod.
OWNER: But, oh, he sure loved Mary. And he doted on those kids.
SAM: But that was before the fire?
OWNER: Thats right.
SAM: He ever talk about that night?
OWNER: No, not at first. I think he was in shock.
SAM: Right. But eventually? What did he say about it?
OWNER: Oh, he wasnt thinkin straight. He said somethin caused that fire and killed Mary.
DEAN: He ever say what did it?
OWNER: Nothin did it. It was an accident –- an electrical short in the ceiling or walls or somethin. I begged him to get some help, but.
DEAN: But what?
OWNER: Oh, he just got worse and worse.
DEAN: How?
OWNER: Oh, he started readin these strange ol books. He started goin to see this palm reader in town.
DEAN: Palm reader? Uh, do you have a name?
OWNER: [scoffs] No.
they went back to the IMPALA. and drove to a pay phone that had a yellow pages attached to it, they parked and SAM started looking through a phonebook.
SAM: All right, so there are a few psychics and palm readers in town. Theres someone named El Divino. Theres, uh –-[He laughs.]—theres the Mysterious Mister Fortinsky. Uh, Missouri Moseley—
LYDIA: Wait, wait. Missouri Moseley?
SAM: What?
LYDIA: Thats a psychic?
SAM: Uh, yeah. Yeah, I guess so.
Lydia goes into the backseat of the car and pulls out Johns journal.
LYDIA: Daddy and Grandpa helped me learn how to write from this journal so I learned every word that s in ithere, look at this.
She opens to the first page.] First page, first sentence, read that.
SAM: [reading] I went to Missouri and I learned the truth.
Sam and Lydia turned to look at dean questioningly.
DEAN: [shrugging] I always thought he meant the state.
MISSOURIS HOUSE. MISSOURI MOSELEY is escorting a man out of the house while DEAN, Lydia and SAM sat on the couch, waiting.
MISSOURI: All right, there. Dont you worry bout a thing. Your wife is crazy about you.
The man thanks her and she closes the front door behind him.
Whew. Poor bastard. His woman is cold-bangin the gardener.
LYDIA: you shouldn't lie to him, he won't trust you when he finds out.
DEAN: Why didnt you tell him?
MISSOURI: People dont come here for the truth. They come for good news.
Lydia and boys stare at her.
MISSOURI: Well? Sam, Dean and Lydia, come on already, I aint got all day.
She leaves the room. DEAN and SAM exchange a confused look and follow her into the next room.
MISSOURI: Well, lemme look at ya.
She laughs.
MISSOURI: Oh, you boys grew up handsome.
She points a finger at DEAN.
MISSOURI: And you were one goofy-lookin kid, too.
DEAN glares at her while SAM smirks.
MISSOURI: Sam.
She grabs his hand.
MISSOURI: Oh, honeyIm sorry about your girlfriend.
the two are shocked, but Lydia stares at her intently.
MISSOURI: And your father –- hes missin?
SAM: Howd you know all that?
MISSOURI: Well, you were just thinkin it just now.
SAM raises his eyebrows, surprised.
MISSOURI: and Lydia you poor girl, your momma was taken away as well you sweet poor child.
DEAN: Well, where is he? Is he okay?
MISSOURI: I dont know.
DEAN: Dont know? Well, youre supposed to be a psychic, right?
MISSOURI: Boy, you see me sawin some bony tramp in half? You think Im a magician? I may be able to read thoughts and sense energies in a room, but I cant just pull facts out of thin air. Sit, please.
LYDIA: please ma'am my be nice to my Daddy this is all very hard for him to have to relive.
SAM smirks at DEAN and they sit down. MISSOURI nods at Lydia then snaps at DEAN.
MISSOURI: Boy, you put your foot on my coffee table, Im a whack you with a spoon!
DEAN: I didnt do anything.
MISSOURI: But you were thinkin about it.
DEAN raises his eyebrows. SAM smiles.
SAM: Okay. So, our dad –- when did you first meet him?
MISSOURI: He came for a reading. A few days after the fire. I just told him what was really out there in the dark. I guess you could sayI drew back the curtains for him.
DEAN: What about the fire? Do you know about what killed our mom?
MISSOURI: A little. Your daddy took me to your house. He was hopin I could sense the echoes, the fingerprints of this thing.
SAM: And could you?
MISSOURI: I.
She shakes her head.
SAM: What was it?
MISSOURI: [softly] I dont know. Oh, but it was evil.
Lydia studied Missouri looking at her was like using a magic eight ball when they asked questions it was a shake and get the answers they weren't necessarily false but they weren't complete answers either which didn't make Lydia trust her that much.
Back at the WINCHESTER HOUSE. JENNY is on the phone in the kitchen while RITCHIE jumps around in his playpen.
JENNY: Look, I feel just awful about the poor mans hand. [] Wait, but how can I be held liable? [] Yeah, but I cant afford a lawyer. [She begins to hear noises from upstairs.] Okay, listen, you just gotta let me call you back. [She hangs up.] Ritchie, um, Mommys gonna be right back, okay?
RITCHIE: Okay.
JENNY leaves the room.
Back at Missouri's house
MISSOURI: Soyou think somethin is back in that house?
SAM: Definitely.
MISSOURI: I dont understand.
SAM: What?
MISSOURI: I havent been back inside, but Ive been keepin an eye on the place, and its been quiet. No sudden deaths, no freak accidents. Why is it actin up now?
SAM: I dont know. But Dad going missing and Jessica dying and now this house all happening at once –- it just feels like somethings starting.
DEAN: Thats a comforting thought.
WINCHESTER HOUSE.
RITCHIE was alone in the kitchen, one of the screws on his playpen mysteriously comes out of place. One of the playpens sides falls to the floor. At the same time, the safety latch on the door of the refrigerator lock comes undone and opens. just as all small children get Curious, RITCHIE walks over to the open fridge and looks Inside, he sees his sippy cup full of juice.
RITCHIE: Juicy.
He climbs into the refrigerator and sits on one of the shelves. Suddenly, the refrigerator door closes and the safety latch locks into place. JENNY returns to the kitchen.
JENNY: Oh, baby, either we have rats or Mommys going crazy.
the playpen is empty.
JENNY: Ritchie? Ritchie?!
Panicked, she rushes into the other rooms and tries to find him.
JENNY: Baby, where are you?!
She comes back into the kitchen, breathing heavily. She sees milk leaking out from inside the refrigerator. She goes over to it and opens the door.
RITCHIE: Mommy.
JENNY: Oh my God!
She takes RITCHIE out of the refrigerator and holds him in her arms. A few moments later, there is a knock on the door. She answers it and sees SAM, DEAN, lYDIA and MISSOURI.
What are you three doing here, and who's this?
SAM: Hey, Jenny. This is our friend, Missouri.
DEAN: If its not too much trouble, we were hoping to show her the old house. You know, for old times sake.
JENNY: You know, this isnt a good time. Im kind of busy.
DEAN: Listen, Jenny, its important.
MISSOURI smacks him on the back of the head, and Lydia glares at her, she doesn't like the way Missouri is treating her father.
DEAN: Ow!
MISSOURI: Give the poor girl a break, cant you see shes upset?
to JENNY
MISSOURI: Forgive this boy, he means well, hes just not the sharpest tool in the shed, but hear me out.
DEAN and Lydia looks stunned.
JENNY: About what?
MISSOURI: About this house.
JENNY: What are you talking about?
MISSOURI: I think you know what Im talking about. You think theres something in this house, something that wants to hurt your family. Am I mistaken?
JENNY: Who are you?
MISSOURI: Were people who can help, who can stop this thing. But youre gonna have to trust us, just a little.
JENNY looks unsure.
LYDIA: My daddy and uncle Sammy are gonna kill the bad thing that wants to hurt you guys it what they do.
JENNY nods at Lydia and steps aside for them to enter.
A few moments later, MISSOURI and the boys are in SARIS bedroom.
MISSOURI: If theres a dark energy around here, this room should be the center of it.
SAM: Why?
MISSOURI: This used to be your nursery, Sam. This is where it all happened.
SAM glances at the ceiling. While MISSOURI looks around the room, DEAN pulls out his EMF meter.
MISSOURI: That an EMF?
DEAN: Yeah.
MISSOURI: Amateur.
LYDIA: I'm going to ask you again Missouri, Don't be mean to my Daddy.
Lydia walks over towards the closet and opens it to look in obviously as fed up with Missouri as DEAN was getting but an 8 year old could get away with the attitude more then a 27 year old can he just settles for glaring at her. He nudges SAM and shows him that the EMF is beeping frantically.
MISSOURI: I dont know if you boys should be disappointed or relieved, but this aint the thing that took your mom.
SAM: Wait, are you sure? [She nods.] How do you know?
MISSOURI: It isnt the same energy I felt the last time I was here. Its somethin different.
LYDIA: What is it?
MISSOURI. Not it.
She opens the closet, that Lydia had previously opened not seeing anything.
MISSOURI: Them. Theres more than one spirit in this place.
DEAN: What are they doing here?
MISSOURI: Theyre here because of what happened to your family. You see, all those years ago, real evil came to you. It walked this house. That kind of evil leaves wounds. And sometimes, wounds get infected.
SAM: I dont understand.
MISSOURI: This place is a magnet for paranormal energy. Its attracted a poltergeist. A nasty one. And it wont rest until Jenny and her babies are dead.
SAM: You said there was more than one spirit.
MISSOURI: There is. I just cant quite make out the second one.
She side glanced at Lydia feeling the intensity of the pull for truth, this little girl was making her job harder, she had to put a lot of concentration on not spilling secrets.
DEAN: Well, one things for damn sure –- nobodys dyin in this house ever again. So whatever is here, how do we stop it?
they all went back to MISSOURIS HOUSE. DEAN, SAM, LYDIA and MISSOURI were sitting around a table. On the table are different herbs and roots.
DEAN: So, what is all this stuff, anyway?
MISSOURI: Angelica Root, Van Van oil, crossroad dirt, a few other odds and ends.
LYDIA: Yeah? What are we supposed to do with it?
MISSOURI: your father and Uncle and I are gonna put them inside the walls in the north, south, east, west corners on each floor of the house.
DEAN: Well be punchin holes in the dry wall. Jennys gonna love that.
MISSOURI: [slyly] Shell live.
SAM: And thisll destroy the spirits?
MISSOURI: It should. It should purify the house completely. Well each take a floor. But we work fast. Once the spirits realize what were up to, things are gonna get bad.
WINCHESTER HOUSE. MISSOURI was walking JENNY and her kids and Lydia outside.
JENNY: Look, Im not sure Im comfortable leaving you guys here alone and taking someone else's child.
MISSOURI: Just take the kids to the movies or somethin, and itll be over by the time you get back it will give Lydia time to be with a child her own age, she doesn't get that very often.
JENNY, still slightly unsure, leaves with her kids and Lydia after she gives Uncle Sam and her Daddy a hug goodbye and tells them to be careful. MISSOURI goes back inside.
They were all Inside the house now each in there sections, SAM goes into one of the rooms with a hammer. He kneels down by the wall and begins using the end of the hammer to hit against the walls. While he is doing this, a plug on the other side of the room takes itself out of the outlet. A lamp begins to move on its own also. The plug snakes its way towards SAM.
Downstairs in the kitchen, DEAN is punching the wall with a small ax. Behind him, a drawer begins to open on its own.
In the basement, MISSOURI is looking around. She brings a bag full of herbs to the wall. She hears a noise and turns around to see a table coming towards her. She screams as it pins her against the wall.
Back in the kitchen, DEAN also hears a noise. He quickly ducks just as a knife hurls itself into a cabinet. DEAN places a table in front of himself as more knives come through it. Upstairs,
SAM is chopping a hole in the wall. The lamp crashes to the ground. SAM turns around to see what the noise was, and the cord wraps itself around his neck. SAM falls to the ground, trying to get the cord off. Eventually, he lies weak on the floor.
DEAN runs upstairs and into the room.
DEAN: Sam!
DEAN rushes over to SAM and tries to get the cord off, but it wont budge. Instead, DEAN kicks a hole in the wall and places the bag of herbs inside. A blinding white light leaves the room. Once the spirit is gone, DEAN goes back over to SAM, who is completely weak. DEAN unravels the cord from around SAMS neck and pulls him into a fierce hug.
WINCHESTER HOUSE. A few hours later, DEAN, SAM, and MISSOURI are standing in the extremely messy kitchen.
SAM: You sure this is over?
MISSOURI: Im sure. Why? Why do you ask?
SAM: Never mind.
He sighs.
SAM: Its nothin, I guess.
They hear JENNY enter the house.
JENNY: Hello? Were home.
She and Lydia come into the kitchen and look around.
JENNY: What happened?
SAM: Hi, sorry. Um, well pay for all of this.
DEAN looks confused.
MISSOURI: Dont you worry. Deans gonna clean up this mess.
DEAN stands there, not moving.
Well, what are you waiting for, boy? Get the mop.
He begins walking away and Lydia follows him she's really starting to dislike Missouri.
LYDIA: I don't like her Daddy, she keeping secrets and I don't like it.
DEAN: I know honey as soon as this is over we'll leave ok?
LYDIA: ok.
Dean: Can't believe she's making us clean up the...
MISSOURI: And dont cuss at me!
DEAN walks away, muttering under his breath. A little while later, MISSOURI and the Winchesters leave the house. JENNY waves and shuts the door behind them.
Later that night, JENNY is in bed, reading a magazine. She yawns and puts the magazine on her bedside table. After turning off the light and sliding underneath the covers, she goes to sleep. A few seconds later, she opens her eyes, startled. The bed begins to shake violently. She screams and gets out of bed. Meanwhile, outside, DEAN, LYDIA and SAM are sitting in the car.
DEAN: All right, so, tell me again, what are we still doin here?
SAM: I dont know. I justI still have a bad feeling.
DEAN: Why? Missouri did her whole Zelda Rubenstein thing, the house should be clean, it should be over.
SAM: Yeah, well, probably. But I just wanna make sure, thats all.
DEAN: Yeah, well, problem is Lydia and I could be sleeping in a bed right now.
He slides down in his seat bringing Lydia closer to his side and closes his eyes. SAM looks up at JENNYS bedroom window and sees her screaming, just as in his dream.
SAM: Dean. Look, Dean!
They rush out of the car and run towards the house.
DEAN: Lydia you stay out of the house, Sam you grab the kids, Ill get Jenny.
inside SARIS bedroom, the figure made out of fire is standing by her closet. In the hallway, DEAN rushes to JENNYS bedroom door.
DEAN: Jenny!
JENNY: I cant open the door!
DEAN: Stand back!
She moves back. DEAN kicks down the door and brings her downstairs.
JENNY: No, my kids!
DEAN: Sams got your kids, come on.
While carrying RITCHIE in his arms, SAM goes to SARIS bedroom, where she is screaming for help. SAM goes to SARIS bed and picks her up in his other arm, and heads down to the front door.
SAM: Dont look. Dont look!
They leave the bedroom. Outside, DEAN, and JENNY rush out of the house and Lydia runs over to them grasping onto her father. Inside the house, SAM rushes down the stairs and puts the kids down on the floor.
SAM: All right, Sari, take your brother outside as fast as you can, and dont look back.
Suddenly, an invisible force makes SAM fall to the floor. He slides backwards into another room, crashing into a table. SARI screams and runs outside with RITCHIE. They rush outside to DEAN and JENNY and Lydia. DEAN kneels down to SARIS eye level.
DEAN: Sari, wheres Sam?
SARI: [crying] Hes inside. Somethings got him.
Panicked, DEAN looks at the front door then back at Lydi. It slams shut on its own.
LYDIA: Daddy, we gotta save Uncle Sammy.
WINCHESTER HOUSE. DEAN opens the trunk of the Impala and grabs an ax and Lydia Grabs a riffle. they rush to the front door Dean begins chopping away at it. Inside the kitchen, SAM gets flung into a set of cabinets. He stands up and is pinned against the wall by the invisible force. He cant move any part of his body. The fire figure makes its way towards SAM. DEAN continues chopping down parts of the door. Eventually, he makes a hole that he and Lydia are able to step through. they walk through the house, looking for SAM.
DEAN and LYDIA: Sam? Sam!
they find SAM. As he looks at the fire figure, Lydia raises the gun.
SAM: No, dont! Dont!
DEAN: What, why?!
SAM: Because I know who it is. I can see her now.
LYDIA: her, her who?
Suddenly, the fire vanishes. Instead, standing in front of them is Mary Winchester, exactly as she was the night she died. DEANS expression softens. In shock, he puts his hand on Lydia's arm to lower the gun slowly.
DEAN: [softly] Mom?
LYDIA: that's grandma?
MARY smiles and steps closer to him.
MARY: Dean.
Tears form in DEANS eyes. MARY walks away from him and lowers her self to Lydia.
MARY: you are so special, Lydia, we are lucky you're part of the family.
she then walks over to SAM. DEAN watches her, never taking his eyes off her.
MARY: Sam.
SAM smiles weakly, crying. His mothers smile fades.
MARY: Im sorry.
SAM: For what?
She looks at him sadly, but says nothing.
LYDIA: grandma has a secret.
Mary glances back at Lydia then She walks away from them and looks up at the ceiling.
MARY: You get out of my house. And let go of my son.
Once again, she bursts into flames. When she is entirely engulfed, the fire reaches the ceiling and disappears. The force holding SAM to the wall is released. He walks over to DEAN and LYDIA, and the two of them look at Lydia then each other, stunned.
SAM: Now its over.
The next morning, DEAN and Lydia are standing by the car with JENNY, looking through old photos.
DEAN: Thanks for these.
JENNY: Dont thank me, theyre yours.
DEAN puts the trunk of photos into the car. Sitting on the front steps of the house, SAM is joined by MISSOURI.
MISSOURI: Well, there are no spirits in there anymore, this time for sure.
SAM: Not even my mom?
MISSOURI: No.
SAM: What happened?
MISSOURI: Your moms spirit and the poltergeists energy, they cancelled each other out. Your mom destroyed herself goin after the thing.
SAM: Why would she do something like that?
MISSOURI: Well, to protect her boys and her grandchild, of course.
SAM nods, with tears in his eyes. MISSOURI goes to put her hand on his shoulder, but she stops herself.
MISSOURI: Sam, Im sorry.
SAM: For what?
MISSOURI: You sensed it was here, didnt you? Even when I couldnt.
SAM: Whats happening to me?
MISSOURI: I know I should have all the answers, but I dont know.
she said evasively not looking at Lydia who was penetrating her again.
DEAN: Sam, you ready?
SAM nods and goes to the car. JENNY thanks all of them.
MISSOURI: Dont you three be strangers.
DEAN: We wont.
MISSOURI: See you around.
JENNY waves. They smile, get in the car, and drive away.
Back at MISSOURIS HOUSE. MISSOURI comes inside and sets her purse on the table.
MISSOURI: That boyhe has such powerful abilities at the girl as well . But why he couldnt sense his own father, I have no idea, but Lydia it's almost impossible to keep anything from her and it will only grow.
she says as she looks over to where JOHN WINCHESTER is sitting.
JOHN: Marys spirit –- do you really think she saved the them?
MISSOURI: I do.
JOHN nods sadly and twists his wedding ring on his finger.
John Winchester, I could just slap you. Why wont you go talk to your children, and your grandchild?
JOHN: [tearfully] I want to. You have no idea how much I wanna see em. But I cant. Not yet. Not until I know the truth.