Dean had been up several hours by now, and he was waiting for his laundry to get done. Since his stuff was taken, he and Sam had to use Ellen's washer and dryer to do their clothes. Dean and Sam hadn't said a word to each other all morning and they both knew it. Dean could feel himself sneaking glances at his brother every now and then. He could only occupy himself with listening to the whirring noise of the washer and watching Bo serve the customers, wondering if she was thinking about him.

"Are you alright Dean?" Sam finally asked.

"Of course I'm not alright. There's some loony parading around as my look alike causing chaos, and on top of that, I'm not even supposed to live to my second term!" Dean joked. Sam looked at him a little steamed.

"Dean it isn't funny, this could be bad, Dad hasn't even seen one of these things, and we hardly know anything about it yet!" Sam said, but Dean raised his hand to stop him.

"Relax Sammy, just relax. Can't I get a little bit of time without stress? That to much to ask?" Dean yelled. Sam looked taken back and returned to his idle stand, looking uncomfortable. Dean couldn't take his eyes off his brother; he felt rage and love combined. If he died, what would happen to Sam? Dean's stomach lurched at the very thought and he looked away, thinking of where he would be if he wasn't a hunter. Sam didn't know half the things he thought about all the time, no one did, but that was his burden. He was a guardian doomed to serving those ignorant of his help until the day he died, a sad life. Dean cursed to himself, feeling suddenly overwhelmed and sat down on an upturned laundry basket. He looked up at Sam , hesitated, then said, "Sam, I'm ending this tonight, that duplicate is gonna be done with. So don't get worried for me.."

"Dean. Of course I will worry for you, you're my brother.." Sam said looking confused. "Why are you saying these things?" Sam said stepping closer. Dean understood he might die, he wanted Sam to know he loved him, it's just to bad he didn't really know how. He had been the strong one so long; he couldn't lift a finger when it came to sentimentality. It hurt to know that.

"It's going on a date with Jo tonight. She told me this morning. I'm going to kill it. I don't know what with, but it will die, hopefully, it's human." He said changing the subject and watching to make sure Jo was out of sight. But, Sam didn't answer, Dean could see Sam's leg shaking, and he looked up to see his face red. Dean knew it was coming.

"You're going to use her as bait, so you can kill it!" Sam exclaimed in a hiss. Dean looked at his brother with concern. "You're selfish you know that. You always say I am, but so are you. Your not doing this to save Jo, you're using her so you can get to that thing, so you get revenge and kill it! Just so you can sleep better at night!" Sam yelled. Dean felt himself get up in a second and the air was boiling.

"Take it back Sam, it isn't true." Dean said, "Take it back….NOW!" Dean shouted unmindful of the customers.

"No!"

"Damnit Sam!"

"I won't Dean! It's true, it's all true! You just have to fill the hole in your heart, even if it means risking the lives of others! You did this in Wisconsin too! The shtigra could have killed that boy!" Sam responded. Dean felt a second away from socking Sam hard in the gut because of all the things in his head, but he somehow restrained himself, his eyes were melting to Sam's and he couldn't break the angry stare.

"Sam…." He could only say, gritting his teeth. Sam stared intently too and Dean wanted to be somewhere else. "Just meet me at La Vien Rose restaurant, at 10:00pm." Dean said, though he knew it was actually 7:00. He didn't want Sam to intervene, he had to do this one alone, it was personal. Dean started to walk away after putting on his over clothes. "Goodbye Sam." He said to his stricken brother. Then he was at the laundry room door which was ajar.

"Dean, you're going to warn her right?" Sam said, but Dean left without a response.

Dean approached Jo and said, "See you tonight doll." Bo blushed and gave him a hug. Then Dean walked out of the diner, first stopping at the door to take a look at Sam who was watching him. Dean asked a guy for a ride into town and gave him ten dollars. He planned to get a gun before seven.