This Is Such A Pity
Sam and Dean walked back to the Impala. All Sam could think about was getting back to the motel and sleeping, but something was bugging him. He didn't know why, but there was something about his brother that just didn't feel right. "You think he found another way underground?"
"Yeah, probably. You got the keys?" The feeling came back to Sam as he stood there with his brother.
"Didn't Dad run into a shape shifter in San Antonio?" Sam asked trying to find any hint that this wasn't his older brother.
"It was Austin, and it turned out not to be a shape shifter. It was a thought form, a psychic projection, remember?" Sam was a little disappointed and relieved at the same time. It must be Dean if he knew all of that, but there was still that weird feeling. Sam tossed the keys to him, and finally got the proof that it wasn't Dean.
The shape shifter opened the trunk of the car, smiling as he looked at all the weapons. " Don't move!" Sam called as he came back around the car with his gun raised. "What did you do with him?"
The shape shifter turned around holding his hands slightly up as Sam pointed the gun at him. "Dude chill, it's me alright."
Sam didn't back down. "No, I don't think so. Where's my brother?"
"You're about to shoot him." The shape shifter took a small step forward, gesturing to the gun with his hands. "Sam, clam down."
"You caught those keys with your left. Your shoulder was hurt." Sam make a valid point. Dean couldn't have gotten over that so quickly.
"Yeah, it's better. What do you want me to do cry?" The shape shifter moved closer to the car letting his hands fall to his side.
"You're not my brother." Sam told him simply.
"Why don't you pull the trigger, then? Huh?" Sam hesitated slightly, maybe he did make a mistake, but a small part of him still knew this wasn't Dean. "Cause you're not sure. Dude you know me."
"Don't," Sam wasn't going to let this go. Instead the shape shifter grabbed a crowbar, hitting Sam over the head with it. Sam hit the wet pavement with a thud.
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Sam woke up with an awful head ache. He could barely move due to all the rope that had him tied down. He turned his head trying to see where he was and if Dean was with him. The shape shifter came around a corner, stopping when he saw that Sam was awake. Sam didn't know what he was going to do, but it came as a relief when he only punched him.
"Where's my brother? Where's Dean?" Sam asked as the shape shifter walked away from him.
"I wouldn't worry about him. I'd worry about you." The shape shifter moved back into the room with Sam, carrying a duffle bag.
"Where if he?" Sam asked.
"Believe me, you don't really want to know." The shape shifter began picking up various things and put them in the bag. "I swear the more I learn about you and your family. I thought I came from a bad background."
"What do you mean learn?" Sam asked. As if on cue the shape shifter put a hand to his head grimacing in pain as more of Dean's thoughts flooded into his head.
"He sure has issues with you." The shape shifter said as he slowly pulled his hand away from his head. "You got to go to college, and he had to stay home. I mean I had to stay home." The shape shifter held out his hands to emphasize that he was now Dean. "With Dad. Don't you think I had dreams of my own. But Dad needed me. Where the hell were you?"
"Where is my brother?" Sam asked, he was getting sick of this crap the shape shifter was talking about. Dean couldn't have felt that way, at least that's what Sam told himself.
"I am your brother." The shape shifter said as he leaned toward Sam. "See deep down I'm just jealous. You got to have friends. Have a life. Me, I know I'm a freak. And sooner or later everybody's going to leave me."
"What are you talking about?" Sam asked as the shape shifter backed away from him.
"You left. Hell I did everything Dad asked me to, and he ditched me too. No explanation, nothing, just 'whoosh'." The shape shifter looked over at Sam with a disgusted glance. "Left me with your sorry ass. Oh and how could I forget little Katie. She left me too remember. The day after my birthday, boy does she know how to make a guy's twenty-first a fun time. I guess that shows how much she loved me." Sam's eyes grew wide. This couldn't be happening. The last thing he wanted to do was relive that stuff with Katie's relationships. "He knows how much it hurt you too see her leave, but you know what. He'd do it again. When you were gone, all she cared about was him. Now that you're here she can't stop thinking about you. He hates sharing her with you. But this life, it's not without it's perks. I meet the nicest people. Like little Becky." The shape shifter grabbed a huge tarp. "You know Dean would bang her if he had the chance. Then maybe I'll pay Katie a visit too. Let's see what happens." With that he through the tarp over Sam's face, leaving him in darkness.
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Katie sat on a bar stool in Rebecca's kitchen. She had gone there to patch things up for Sam instead of going back to the motel. It was nice to have a girl to talk to for once. She could tell why Rebecca and Sam were friends. Katie also learned a little more about Jessica. It was like she got all those years away from Sam back.
"You know what, I have some old year books and pictures. If you want to look through that." Rebecca offered. Katie smiled and followed Rebecca up the stairs.
"Thank you. You have no idea how much this means to me." As the two girls were walking up the stairs there was a knock at the door.
"Um, go up and it's the room on the right. I'll be up in just a second." Rebecca said as she turned to the door. She pulled the door open to reveal the shape shifter, still posing as Dean. "Oh it's you. Listen I'm not really in the mood to listen to another apology. So what do you want." Rebecca said, Katie poked her head around the corner to see Dean standing at the door. She decided to go down and step in.
"Dean, what are you doing here?" Katie asked, she stepped in next to Rebecca at the entrance. They stood there looking at Dean with quizzical stares, all the shape shifter could do was give a classic smirk, much like Dean would have.
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Sam was still tied up in the shape shifter's lair, pulling on the ropes to find a weak spot. "Damn it." He swore, frustrated by the whole situation. A sound came from behind him, turning his head Sam tried to see who it was.
"Sam that better be you and not that freak of nature." Sam laughed, relieved that it was Dean and that he was alive.
"Yeah it's me. He went to Rebecca's looking like you." Sam told his older brother. He decided not to tell Dean that he was also planning on going to Katie as well.
"Well, at least he's not stupid. He picked the handsome one." Sam stopped and turned to glare at his brother. It amazed him that no matter what situation they were in he still managed to insult him.
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Rebecca and Dean sat down stairs in the living room. Katie had agreed to let him explain all the whole situation to her, while she went up stairs to look at the photos Rebecca had. It wasn't until she heard Rebecca start yelling that Katie knew it was time to go and stop Dean from doing whatever stupid thing he had on his mind.
"Rebecca," Katie started as she came from the stairs and into the hallway. There she was stopped in her tracks. "Dean, what the hell are you doing?" The shape shifter looked up once he had Rebecca tied down.
"Katie, sweetheart, it's not what it looks like." Katie backed slowly began to back away. This wasn't Dean. She reached for the gun she still had tucked at the hip of her jeans.
"Stay the hell away from me." She said, but before she could get the gun out he was on top of her. The last thing she remembered was the side of the gun connecting with her temple.
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"That's just it. He didn't just look like you, he was you. Or becoming you." Sam said as Dean almost broke through the rope that tied his hands.
"What do you mean?" Dean asked.
"I don't know it was like he was downloading your thoughts." Sam told him, remembering what happened earlier.
"You mean like the Vulcan mind meld?" Dean asked, finally breaking the rope around his hands.
"Something like that. Maybe that's why he doesn't just kill us." Sam said as Dean made his way over to his little brother.
"Maybe he needs to keep us alive. Psychic connection." Dean said as he started untying Sam.
"Hands." Dean untied Sam, "He's probably at Rebecca's already." Sam pushed open the gate out to the ally. They needed to hurry. Sam wanted to stop the shape shifter before he got to Katie. "Come on we gotta find a phone. Call the police." Sam said looking around before turning back to his brother.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa. You're going to put an APB out on me?" Dean asked, not liking this idea at all.
"Sorry," Sam shrugged. Dean looked down the street thinking of their next move.
"This way," Dean said starting to run down the street, followed closely by Sam.
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It was all a blur to Katie. She woke up with a sickening pain all over. She spotted Rebecca tied to a chair covered in blood, and crying. Katie tried to move, but found it difficult. She too was tied up, but was lying on the floor. She felt the sticky blood starting to dry all over her body. Apparently she had been out for awhile. The shape shifter was talking to Rebecca not noticing that Katie had woken up. She could barely pay attention to what he was saying, her mind kept going back to the pain, and his face. It was practically Dean. And all she wanted to do was lose consciousness again.
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Sam and Dean stood outside an electronic store watching the various televisions that were showing the news report. "An antonymous tip led police to a home in the central west end were a SWAT team found two women bound and gagged. Their attacker, a white male approximately twenty-four to thirty years of age was discovered hiding in the home…" Sam looked around hoping no one was paying attention to him and his brother.
"Man, that isn't even a good picture." Dean pointed out. He was annoyed with the shape shifter guy ruining everything.
"It's good enough." Sam said walking off.
"Man," Dean whined following his brother. They turned a corner back into another ally. Dean stepping into a puddle, "Come on."
"They said attempted murder, at least we know…" but Dean cut Sam off.
"I didn't kill her." He said flatly. "Wait they said two women. Who else would be with her?" Dean asked suddenly realizing that what the report said.
"I don't know. You don't think…" Sam couldn't say it. He didn't want Katie to be the other girl, but knowing how crazy she was he couldn't rule it out.
"Katie." Dean said shaking his head in disbelief. He was angry and worried. "Alright I want to find that handsome devil and kick the holy crap out of him." Dean continued walking faster down the ally.
"We have no weapons." Sam stated, stopping to try and talk to some sense into his brother.
"Sam, the guy's walking around with my face and attacked my…Katie." Dean had to rephrase. He had never been so worked up about a case before. "It's a little personal. I want to find him."
"Okay, where do we look?" Sam asked seeing a point from Dean's perspective, but still seeing no way to stop the guy.
"We could start in the sewers." Dean suggested. It seemed like the best place to start.
"We have no weapons. He stole our guns we need more," Sam let that hang between them, when a thought came to him. "The car?" He asked. It was the best he could think of.
"I bet he drove it over to Rebecca's." Dean said seeing how this could work
"The report said that he fled on foot. I bet it's still parked there." Sam finished. They stared towards Rebecca's house.
"Ugh, the thought of him driving my car." Dean made a fist with his hand to show how upset this made him.
"Let it go." Sam said still walking. "Hey, can I ask you something?" Sam looked over at his brother. He wanted to know if the things the shape shifter was saying were true.
"Shoot," Dean said. Not knowing the brick that was about to hit him by his brother's question.
"The shape shifter said some stuff about me and Katie. You don't think she plays favorites with us do you?" Sam asked concerned that his brother really did feel the way the shape shifter said he did.
"Katie's a big girl. I don't care what she does. It's her life. She cares about both of us. She missed you, Sammy." Dean kept his gaze in front of him. He didn't know what else to say. Sometimes he did think Katie liked Sam better, but he couldn't hate his little brother. She missed him when she got back, and there wasn't a day that went by that she didn't asked something about him. It was like she didn't want to miss a thing that happened in his life.
"Yeah, guess you're right. I missed her, too. But Dean, she's always had a thing for you." Sam said, then decided to stay quiet the rest of the way to Rebecca's house.
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"There she is." Dean said looking all dreamy eyed at his beloved car. "Finally something went right tonight." But he spoke too soon because the second they got a little closer the sirens of two cop cars went off. "Oh crap."
"You go, I'll hold them off." Sam said. He knew what he was doing.
"What are you talking about? They'll catch you." Dean said not understanding.
"They can't hold me. Just go, keep out of sight. Meet me at Rebecca's." Sam said, then realized that his brother might try something really stupid. "Dean, stay out of the sewers alone." Sam yelled while Dean was climbing a fence. Dean looked at him, but said nothing. He flipped over as the police came closer to Sam. "I mean it!" Sam yelled again.
"Yeah, yeah." Dean called from behind the fence. He wasn't going to the sewers, at least not right away. He had to go see Katie first.
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Katie stood in front of the bathroom mirror looking at the broken girl staring at her. Her lip was busted, and she had a huge black eye. Katie reached up with her right arm, revealing the bruises around her wrist, moving some of her curly hair out of her eyes.. No matter what she did, everything hurt. All the bruises that were covered with her clothes hurt the most. Popping another three or four aspirin was all she could thing about. Slowly she opened the cabinet and pulled out the bottle of pills. Dry swallowing them, she closed the cabinet's mirror door. Tears falling down her red, puffy face, Katie looked up only to let out a small scream when she saw someone standing behind her. She whipped around, pushing against the sink breathing a lot harder than she had been before. Dean was leaning on the bathroom doorframe. She hoped it was the real Dean, but a part of her didn't want to see either one right now. It was too confusing and mentally she was afraid of both of them.
"It's me." Dean said moving slowly into the room. Katie side stepped him, and nearly fell into the tub. "Watch out." He said catching her just in time.
"Please, I really don't want to do this right now." Katie said pushing him away from her and moving into the main room. She sat on one of the beds.
"Katie, it wasn't me. You know that." Dean tried to reassure her. Katie didn't say anything, but the tears that fell from her eyes gave her up.
"It was you." She whispered, putting her head down. She hated crying in front of him. Especially when she looked the way she did.
"No, it wasn't. I would never do anything like that to you." Dean moved to sit next to her, hesitating when she flinched, but she let him sit. "You know me."
"It was your face, your voice, your hands…" Katie pulled in a deep breath, trying to stop herself from crying. Dean pulled her into his arms. He was glad that she didn't push him away this time. He wanted to hold her. She needed to know how much she meant to him. He cared about her too much to hurt her. She pulled away a little once her sobs were under control. Katie put a hand to him face, rubbing his stubbled cheek with her thumb. "But those eyes, these perfect hazel ones here. They're yours. Only yours." She whispered before lying her head on his shoulder, and wrapping a hand around his neck and holding his with the other.
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"Sam is going to kick your ass." Katie said as she followed Dean into the sewers. He had cleaned up and decided that he was going after the shape shifter on his own, well with Katie at least.
"Technically I'm not in the sewers alone. I have you here to back me up. Think of it as a pre-Sammy hunt." Dean joked as he walked into the shape shifter's lair. Katie grimaced at the disgusting piles of slime and the smell. They split up going in separate direction. Dean heard a noise, and pulled a tarp off of someone: Rebecca.
"This is so not good." Katie said as she scatted next to Dean as he untied Rebecca. Katie noticed her confused look. "Sam went to see you."
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The shape shifter, back in the form of Dean, finished knotting the rope around Sam's hands. In the last hour Sam had gone from tired and worried to confused and afraid. One minute he was talking to Rebecca, and then he was tied on the floor staring up at his older brother. "What are you going to do to me?" Sam asked, trying his hardest to hind the pain that he felt throughout his body.
"I'm not going to do anything, but Dean will though." The shape shifter continued looking through the kitchen drawers as he spoke to Sam.
"They'll never catch him." Sam told the shape shifter. He had all the confidence in his older brother. He knew Dean wouldn't let himself get caught.
"Oh, doesn't matter." The shape shifter let his words drag out, changing his eyes to a piercing sliver color. "Murder in the first of his own brother. He'll be hunted the rest of his life." Again the shape shifter continued his search through the drawers. Finally he settled for a steak knife on top of the counter. Sam quickly glanced over as he heard the metal being pulled from his slot. He hoped Dean, or even Katie would hind him soon.
Now lying on the floor, Sam just listened to the ramblings of the shape shifter. If he wasn't tied up he'd of tried to kill him already. "I must say I am going to be sorry loose this skin. Your brother has a lot of good qualities. You should appreciate him more than you do." The shape shifter poured himself a drink at the bar. Moving around the pool table, he stuck the knife in the side of the table. Sam knew this was the only opportunity he'd have. Pulling up his legs, Sam send the shape shifter flying towards the nearby couch, giving him time to cut through the rope.
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Rebecca had just finished unlocking the front door when the three heard a crash ring through the house. Katie shot Dean a worried expression. At least they knew Sam was still alive. Running as fast as he could Dean followed the noise to a back room. There he found the shape shifter, still in his skin, choking Sam. "Hey!" Dean called out to get the attention of the thing on top of his brother. The shape shifter reluctantly turned to face Dean. Slowly they circled each other, Dean holding his gun directly in front of the shape shifter. Two shots rang out, and that was what sent Katie and Rebecca into the room. Rebecca was cupping Sam's face in her hands as she let him lean against her lap. Katie stood behind the two, watching Dean move toward his dead form. It was like a slow motion action scene to Sam. It moved quickly, but he seemed to be still in the mess of motion. All he saw clearly was his older brother crouched next to the shape shifter with his face. A small nod of Dean's head, and relief rushed through Sam's body. It was finally over.
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Dean pulled out a map, glancing up at Katie quickly, before looking for a route to their next hunt. Sam and Rebecca stepping out of the house drew his attention away, and he turned to lean against the hood of the Impala.
"So this is what you do, you, your brother and his girlfriend, you hunt down these kind of things?" Sam gave a small laugh at her assumption on Katie and Dean, but he didn't have to heart to correct her.
"Yeah, pretty much." Sam said looking at her.
"I can't believe it, I saw it with my own eyes…" Rebecca trailed off, "I mean everybody at school, nobody knows you do this?" She had to ask it was killing her not knowing.
"No," Sam simply said to her. It was amazing how okay this felt. He liked letting someone, a friend of his, know what his life was truly like.
"Did Jessica know?" Sam almost stopped breathing.
"No, she didn't."
"It must be lonely."
"No, it's not so bad." Sam said turning slightly to look at Dean and Katie by the car. " Anyway, what can I do it's my family."
"Well me, Zack, and everybody at school, we really miss you." Rebecca said moving closer to give him a hug. For a brief moment, he couldn't even call it a second, Sam wanted to stay. He wanted to stay with Rebecca, and go back to school, leaving this world of hunting behind him.
"Yeah, me too." Came out instead. Reluctantly he let her push away, he was grateful for that, he didn't think he had to power to pull himself away other wise.
"Well, will you call sometime?"
"It might not be for a little while." Sam told her, honestly he didn't think he'd ever get the chance to call her. She laughed, almost as if her knew what he was thinking, and gave a wave to Katie and Dean. Sam waited for her to get back into the house before his started towards his brother and Katie.
"So, what about your friend Zack?" Dean asked, folding up his map, as Sam approached the car.
"The Cops are blaming this Dean Winchester guy for Emily's murder." Sam said matter-of-factly, as he rounded the front of the car. "They found the murder weapon in the guy's lair, Zack's clothes stained with her blood. Now their thinking that the surveillance tape was tampered with. Yeah, Becca says Zack will be released soon." Katie couldn't help the smile that crept onto her face as she watched Dean's reaction to the news. She silently slipped into the back seat as the boys got into the front.
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"Sorry, man." Dean said, breaking the silent ride. Katie was thankful that someone had the guts to do it. She would have, but she didn't want to draw attention to herself just yet.
"About what?" Sam asked looking at his brother with a confused expression.
"I really wish things could be different. I wish you could just be Joe College." Katie could hear the sincerity in Dean's voice, she just hoped that Sam could hear it too.
"It's okay, you know, the truth is, even at Stanford, deep down, I never really fit in."
"Well that's because you're a freak." Dean said giving Sam a smirk, taking his eyes off the road for a second.
"Yeah, thanks." Sam's sarcastically rolled his eyes at his brother's comment.
"Well, he's a freak too." Katie said, finally putting her two cents into the conversation. Both boys glanced at her, Sam turning in his seat, and Dean glaring at her in the rearview mirror. "Wow, I'm a freak too. I'm right there with ya'll all the way."
"Yeah, I know you are." Sam said almost painfully. Katie didn't notice, but Dean caught his little brother's sad stare as he turned back in his seat.
"You know, I gotta say, I'm sorry I'm going to miss it." Dean wondered out loud, knowing it was time for a subject change.
"Miss what?" Katie asked out of habit. She wasn't even paying attention to his words, as Sam did the exact same thing. They were both lost in their thoughts.
"How many chances am I gonna have to see my own funeral?" This caught the attention both Sam and Katie. The three shared a smile, then returned to their own thoughts.
Okay so I think this was a really good episode...I hope I did it justice!! So I kind of gave everyone a glimpse as to what Dean did to get Katie taken away...but more will be revealed later!!!! Thanks for reading, and reviewing!! Ya'll are the best!!!