Later, Andy was sitting with his head in his hands, in shock. Sam was pacing with a folder in his hands. Dean stood near a printer, and Piper stood next to him, watching Sam pace, worried.

"I have an evil twin."

"Holly put you and your brother up for adoption. And you went to the Gallagher family, obviously, and your brother went to the Weems family from upstate." Sam said.

Piper went to stand next to Andy's chair. "Andy, how are you doing? Still with us?"

Andy nodded. "Um. What was my brother's name?"

"Here." Sam looked at the folder in is hand. "Um, Ansen Weems. And he's got a local address."

Andy looked up at him. "He... He lives here?"

"Let's get a look at him. Got his picture coming off from the DMV right now." Dean pulled papers out of the printer, then looked at them, surprised. "Hate to kick you while you're freaked. Take a look at that."

Andy looked up after looking at the picture for a long moment, horrified.

xxxxx

Andy was in the backseat of the Impala, telling what he knew about Weber, the man who worked at the coffee shop and was Andy's twin, when Sam cried out.

"Sam? Sam! Sam!" Dean shouted as Sam struggled with the door. Dean pulled the car over.

Sam shoved the door open and leaned out. Piper was out of her side and touching Sam's face when Dean got around to grab his shoulders. "Sam? Sam?"

Dean shook him a little. "Hey. Hey!"

xxxxx

They were standing in front of the Impala's trunk, getting ready, when Sam said, "Piper, Dean, you should stay back."

"No argument here," Dean said. "Had my head screwed with enough for one day." Piper nodded in agreement.

Sam was pulling out two guns when Andy got out of the car. "I'm coming with you."

Sam shook his head. "Andy, no."

Andy didn't budge. "If it's Tracy out there... Then I'm coming."

xxxxx

They crept up on Weber's car, Sam with a gun at the ready. Piper was far away, crouching

behind a bush, closer to Dean, who was up on a hill with a sniper rifle.

Sam ran up and shattered the driver's side window and pointed a gun at Weber's face. "Get out of the car! Now!"

Weber looked at him. "You really don't want to do this." His voice echoed in Piper's head, and she felt herself wanting to stand and reveal herself. She fought for several moments to stay crouched. What the hell? He's stronger than Andy, she realized, horrified. She watched as Sam backhanded Weber and Andy pulled Tracy out of the car.

Sam pulled Weber out of the car. He had him pinned, and Andy came over and put a strip of duct tape over Weber's mouth. Then Andy reared back and kicked him, twice.

Before she knew what was happening, Piper stood and walked calmly to the commotion. She started walking toward the ledge. She knew that she could fly, why hadn't she done it before? There was a voice screaming in her head, No, no no! God dammit, no! But the voice seemed unimportant, so she continued and climbed up on the ledge.

Sam was shouting. "Andy! Listen to me! Listen to me!"

Piper heard a thump, and didn't hear Sam anymore. She was still fighting hard with herself, trying to get herself to get off of the ledge. Okay, what will bring me back to myself? My parents. Bobby. Cooking in Bobby's kitchen. For Sam and Dean. Dean… Nothing was working. She couldn't even let out a frustrated noise.

She had tuned out what was going on around her. The next thing she heard was Weber saying, "Back off, Andy. Or Tracy's gonna do a little flying."

Piper sensed another presence on the ledge with her. She smiled. Maybe she could fly, too!

No, she can't! And neither can you! You're going to die if you don't get off of this damn ledge!

She heard Weber say, "I'm stronger than you. I can do it."

Then, Andy. "Okay, okay. Okay. All right, just... Just please don't hurt her."

Weber's voice, then, pleading. "Don't be mad at me, okay? I know, it's, it's all wrong. I didn't mean for this to happen, it's just... Tracy? She's trying to come between us."

"You're insane."

Weber started to get mad. "She's garbage! Man, they all are! We can, we can push them, we can make them do whatever we want!"

"Are you really... Are you really this stupid? Is it-"

"Wha-"

"I mean, you, you learn you've got a twin…" Piper heard Sam start to come to. Part of her didn't care, and part of her rejoiced fiercely. "You call him up, you go out for a drink, you don't start killing people!"

"I've wanted to tell you for so long, bro. But he didn't let me. He said I had to wait until the time was…"

Andy was confused. "Who?"

"The man with the yellow eyes." Piper felt part of her still, wanting to absorb every word.

"What are you talking about?"

"He came to me. In my dream. He said I was special. He told me he's got big plans for me. Wait 'till you see what's in store, Andy, for both of us! See, he's the one who told me that... I had a brother. A twin."

Piper tuned them out again to start fighting with herself again. She was starting to panic. She couldn't move.

Then she heard, "I see you. Bye bye." The voice echoed in her head. He knew where Dean was. No! She cried in her head, panic and fear gripping her. She let out a whimper.

Piper heard a gunshot, and screamed, tumbling backward off the ledge. She turned to see Andy pointing a gun at the fallen Weber, and let out a sigh of relief before sliding to her knees and leaning back against the ledge and let the tears start to come.

xxxxx

Rescue and police vehicles were scattered across the road. One was tending to Sam's injured shoulder. Dean stood next to him, and Piper stood next to him. She looked dead on her feet, and Dean was worried.

They watched Andy speak with an officer, convincing him that he had seen Weber shoot himself. "Look at him. He's getting better at it."

Andy approached Sam and Dean, and stood looking at Tracy, who was avoiding his gaze.

He sounded pained. "She won't even look at me."

Sam nodded. "Yeah, she's pretty shaken up. "

"No, it's, this is different. It's, uh, I never, I never used my mind thing on her before. Before last night. She's scared of me now."

"Andy." They looked at Piper, who was starting to sway. "Andy, it's a pretty scary sensation. It's terrifying, honestly. Give her some time, she might come around."

Dean was watching Piper and managed to slip an arm around her waist before she started to fall. She made what sounded like a grateful noise and buried her head in his shoulder, her arm coming around to his waist. Dean turned back to the conversation Sam and Andy were having, letting her lean into him.

Andy was asking, "What am I supposed to do now?"

"Be good, Andy." Dean said quietly. "Or we'll be back."

He turned with Piper, her feet shuffling next to his. She was in shock, he realized. Just because nothing had happened, didn't mean she wasn't freaking out.

Dean couldn't describe the emotions that had gone through him when that woman had knocked Sam out, and then he looked up to realize Piper was on the ledge, waiting to jump. Fear wasn't the right word, it didn't have enough. Terror was closer. When he hadn't know what Sam's condition was, and saw Piper about to jump, something close to terror had torn it's way through his heart.

Dean stopped, bent down, and scooped his arms under her knees, cradling her to his chest. She made a noise of protest but leaned her head against his shoulder and sighed. "Sorry," she mumbled into his chest.

Dean smiled. "Don't be, kitten."

He walked with Sam to the Impala, taking her and putting her in the backseat. She lay still, already mostly asleep. Dean sighed and shrugged off his coat, laying it over her gently.

Sam was watching him. "What?" Dean asked defensively, getting into the driver's seat.

"You know, I heard you before, Dean, when Andy made you tell the truth. What you said about Piper… And what you said about me. You're just as scared of this as I am."

Dean shook his head. "That was mind control! I mean, it's like, like, that's like being roofied, man, that doesn't count. No, I'm calling a do-over."

Sam scoffed. "What are you, seven?"

"Doesn't matter. Look, we've just gotta keep doing what we're doing, find that evil son of a bitch and kill it."

Dean's phone rang. He looked at the caller ID, gave Sam a look, and answered. "Hello? Ellen. What's going on? Yeah, we'll be right there."

xxxxx

Sam and Dean were sitting at the bar. Ellen was behind it, Jo was walking around the outside. Piper sat next to Dean, trying to stay focused. She pulled Dean's coat around her tighter.

"Jo?" Ellen called.

"Hmm?"

"Go pull up another case of beer."

Jo protested. "Mom…"

"Now, please." They watched her walk away, then Ellen turned back to them.

"So. You, uh, you want to tell me about this last hunt of yours?"

Dean shook his head. "No. Not really. No offense, it's just kind of a family thing."

Ellen dropped a stack of papers on the bar. "Not anymore. I got this stuff from Ash. Andrew Gallagher's house burnt down on his six month birthday, just like your house. You think it was the demon both times, don't you? You think it went after Gallagher's family?"

Sam thought, then nodded. "Yeah, we think so."

"Sam…" Dean warned.

Piper put her hand on Dean's arm, and he turned to her. She met his eyes and tried to keep with it. "Look, Ellen has a right to know. Maybe she can find a way to warn others about what's coming, whenever we find out what it is." He opened his mouth to protest. "We're not the only hunters around, Winchester."

Dean stared at her for another moment, then nodded to Sam. Piper breathed a sigh of relief and lay her head on Dean's shoulder. He shifted to give her better access.

Sam turned back to Ellen. "There are people out there, like Andy Gallagher, like me. And um... We all have some kind of ability."

"Ability?"

Sam nodded. "Yeah. Psychic ability. Me, I have, um, I have visions. Premonitions. I don't know, it's, it's different for everybody. The demon said he had plans for people like us."

"What kind of plans?"

Sam shrugged "We don't really know for sure."

"These people out there, these psychics... They dangerous?"

Dean shook his head. "No, not all of them."

"But some are. Some are very dangerous." Sam replied.

Ellen seemed to gather herself. "Okay, how many of them are we looking at?"

"We've been able to track a clear pattern so far. They've all had house fires on the night of the kid's six month birthday." Piper replied, her eyes closed, her head not leaving Dean's shoulder.

"That's not true." Sam objected. "Weber, or whatever his name was, I looked at his file. There was no house fire. Nothing out of the ordinary."

Ellen sighed. "Which breaks pattern. So if there's any others like him, there'd be nothing in the system. No way to track 'em all down."

"And so who knows how many of 'em are really out there?" Dean said slowly.

"Jo, honey?" Ellen called.

"Yeah?"

"You'd better break out the whiskey instead."

xxxxx

They bunked at Ellen's that night. There were three cots set up in the same room. Ellen had pursed her lips, but Dean insisted that he wanted to make sure Piper didn't go further into shock, so she relented.

Now, they lay in the dark side-by-side. Dean was on his back, watching Piper doze on and off, and listening to Sam's steady breathing next to him. His eyes were starting to get heavy when Piper startled awake.

She lay breathing heavily for a few minutes before starting to calm down. She sighed and put a hand to her chest, then put it back down to her side. Dean slowly moved his hand to grasp hers, his fingers intertwining hers.

She seemed very still, but didn't pull away. Then she squeezed his hand and closed her eyes, her breathing becoming unsteady again.

"You scared me, kitten." Dean said softly, looking up at the ceiling.

"I scared me, too." She said softly.

"Well, it's okay now."

"Is it?" He turned to look at her in surprise to find her already gazing at him. "I… Look, I want to be here with you guys. I want to be in this fight. But I don't want to put you guys in danger. If he had had to, he would have used me to control Sam." Her tears started to fall. "I don't want to be the reason you guys fail." She paused, and then continued. "And I'm so scared for Sam. And for you. What's going to happen? What are we up against? Can we beat it?"

Dean wasn't sure what to say to comfort her. They could all be used against each other, but it didn't mean they weren't going to be there. He and Sam both needed her here, she had already become essential. And Dean had confidence that the three of them, along with Bobby, could face whatever came at them.

He didn't say any of those things. What he did instead was let go of her hand and pull her cot closer to his. When it was close enough, he sat up and pulled her over to him, then scooted and lay with her back pressed against his chest. He wrapped his blanket around her, even though she was already wrapped in hers, and put his arm around her. "It's going to be okay, Pipes, you'll see. We'll get through this, together." he whispered to her.

xxxxx

Piper almost believed him.

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A/N: Hi, everyone! Here's my notes:

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