Dean counted his silver rounds for the umpteenth time. Three. He was anxious and a little nervous. He couldn't afford to make a mistake this time. If he did, Jo could die. Dean felt sour at the thought, no innocent deserved death. Jo was also something else to him, though he didn't know what, like something on the tip of his tongue or in the back of his mind, but thinking of her always made him smile.

Seven o'clock. It was time. Right on queue, the twin had arrived. The guy got out of the car and went inside. After a short time, he saw Jo coming down the street, and soon she was inside the building as well. Dean shuddered, he could do this.

He pocketed his gun in his jacket pocket and strolled across the street. The restaurant seemed more like a bakery up close. It just looked like you could eat there too. Dean started to spy through the window; he could see the couple getting some food and going to a table to eat. Dean felt annoyed while he watched them because the doppelganger was watching him as a reflection all the while. It just kept nodding at him and winking. "Piss off." Dean whispered. The doppelganger seemed to laugh.

"I'm worried about my mom Dean." He heard Jo say to the twin. He noticed they were the only guests in the restaurant.

"Oh come on Jo, we don't need her, we just need, us" Said the twin. Dean couldn't help but gape at its charisma. It was certainly him. The twin reached its hand out and placed it on Jo's. "Why don't we have a family, get married, have a normal life." The twin said as it continued.

"But my mom.." Jo interrupted.

"We don't need her Jo, it's just us, it was always meant to be us." The twin said.

"What about Sam."

"We don't need Sam." The twin stated. Dean felt his blood boiling. How could Jo believe this phony?

"Dean, I do love you." Jo began. The twin smiled. "But, I need to find my mom." The twins face contorted into a temporary anger before resuming Dean's normal poker look.

"I see." The twin whispered staring intently at Jo. Then they got closer and kissed. Dean couldn't stand a moment more of this fairy Gilmore girls stuff. He had a plan.

Quickly he dodged around bushes until he got to the back door. Dean knocked on it. A man answered covered in flour and wearing an apron. "Who are you?"

Dean took out his gun and pointed it at the man, "Just stay quiet." Dean demanded. Then eh went to work. In a matter of minutes all the employees were rounded up. Then he sent one to put the closed sign up, before locking them in the freezer. The kitchen was warm and smelled of fresh bread. The air was thick of flour and it was kind of like Christmas. There was a mixer, oven and other appliances Dean hadn't seen before. He was finally alone except for the two customers.

"I have to go the bathroom." Dean heard Jo say from the lobby. He poked around the corner and grabbed her around the mouth as she passed him.

"Shhh. It's me, Dean." Dean said, Jo was struggling against him. "I know this will sound weird, but that guy out there isn't who you think it is. He's an evil twin of me. A doppelganger." Dean explained. Jo started thrashing and trying to get away even harder. "Jo, you have to believe me!" Dean said raising his voice a pinch. "That thing is going to do who knows what the hell what unless I stop it!"

"That thing?" Dean heard himself say. Fear chilled in his bones and he turned around still clutching Jo and he was face to face with himself. Though his 'other' was in a dress shirt. "Jo!" The twin yelled obviously acting. "I'll save you! Don't worry! I've been hunting this thing for months now, he's my evil twin!"

"What!" Dean cried, "You're the evil one! You son of a bitch!"

"Don't listen to him Jo!"

"He's lying."

"Am not."

"Are too."

"Hey Dean!"

"What!"

"Die you bitch!" Dean yelled tossing Jo away while also whipping out his gun and firing two rounds into the twins' skull. He was dead before he hit the ground. His body had become unmoving. Dean was surprised at how easy it had been. He turned to Jo who was over the impersonator crying and cursing at Dean. He didn't know what to do now. He wished he had Sam at that moment. Then Jo was running and Dean ran in pursuit.