They figured their best lead was a local guy named Wes who they had seen at the restaurant the day before. This guy was not what you'd call a looker. He looked more like the creepy cable repair man and his date, who happened to look like a former prom queen, was all over him. Not impossible, but just not likely for this guy. They went to his house for a little chat and the guy broke pretty easily, admitting that his grandfather had brought back the coin from Africa and told him it should never be used. Convincing him to give up the wish was harder and they had to threaten him to even get him into the car.

Wes sat miserably in the back seat. "I don't get it, so my wish came true, why does that have to be a bad thing?"

"Because the wishes go south Wes," Sam told him. "Your town is going insane."

"Come on, you're gonna tell me that your relationship with Hope is functional? That it's what you wished for?"

He leaned forward. "I wished that she would love me more than anything!"

"And how's that going for you? That seem functional to you?"

"It's a hell of a lot better than when she didn't know I was alive."

Dean sighed. "You're not supposed to get what you want man, not like this. That's what the coin does, it takes your heart's desires and twists it back on you. Haven't you ever heard be careful what you wish for?"

"You know who says that? Good looking jerks like you guys. The ones who got it so easy because you happen to be handsome."

"Easy." They said in unison.

"Yeah. Women look at you, right? They notice you."

"Trust me we do not have it easy. We don't get what we want, in fact, we gotta fight tooth and nail to keep what we have."

"And maybe that's the whole point Wes."

"Yeah." Dean agreed. "People are people because they're miserable bastards. They never get what they want."

"Whatever. Hope loves me now, and it's awesome. Besides, where's all this insanity you're talking about?"

As they pulled up to the stoplight they saw the little boy that was outside the restaurant before, now tipping over a Yukon with his bare hands while the bullies screamed inside.

"Well that should cover it." Dean got out of the car. "I'll take care of this, you get him to Lucky Chin's." He shut the door and quickly jogged over. "Hey kid! Can I talk to you for a second?"

"Get out of my way."

"Okay, hey, I can dig it Todd, it's Todd, right? Look," he leaned down to get more on his level. "Look, I know the score, okay? They're bullying you…"

"Every day. Every day! You do not know what it's like! I couldn't stop them, I couldn't do anything. Then Audrey Elmer told me the wishing well worked."

He nodded and was suddenly glad Kayla wasn't there to see him go all Full House on this kid. "Look, I get it. They're mean little jerks huh? But they're not superhuman like you. It's not a reason to kill them."

"You don't understand."

"No see, with great power, comes great…"

The kid punched him and sent him back into a pile of trash. Now he was really glad Kayla wasn't there to see that one.

"Alright I didn't want to do this." He got up and went over to the kid.

Todd grabbed him by the throat. He was stronger than he looked.

Sam pulled the car to a screeching halt in front of Lucky Chin's. Kayla was waiting outside and he got out of the car.

"That kid turned over that car like it was nothing!"

"You should have seen the teddy bear."

"Is he the original wisher? For sure?"

"Yes."

"Oh of course." Wes strolled over to her, looking her over, then back to Sam accusingly. "This is what you call not getting what you want huh?"

Kayla looked confused.

"Wes we don't have time for this."

"You get what you want, why can't everyone just get what they want?"

"Because that's life Wes."

Out of a clear blue day a lightning bolt struck Sam straight through the chest.

"Sam!" She didn't see that one coming, she kneeled down and felt for a pulse; his skin was still warm to the touch and there wasn't one. The woman who'd gone into the restaurant…

"Is he…"

"Get in there and pull that God damned coin!"

Wes stumbled over Sam and through the doors, Kayla followed behind to make sure he didn't chicken out. She'd kill him.

"Hope?"

The woman at the fountain turned to him with tears in her eyes. "I had to do it didn't I? He was going to make you wish away our love."

"So you wished him dead?"

"I love you more than anything."

"Stop saying that, stop it!"

"But I do! More than anything! More than me, more than life, oh Wes…don't hate me."

He sighed and hugged her. "It'll be ok. I'll make it ok." Then he walked around her and reached into the fountain, pulling out the coin.

Hope looked around for a moment, confused.

"Hope?"

She looked at him. "Do I know you?"

Kayla rushed back outside and saw Sam getting off the ground. "Christ Sam, are you okay?"

"Yeah, fine." He brushed the dirt off his jeans, they both watched Hope leave the restaurant, then Wes came out.

He looked lost, hopeless. He handed Sam the coin and started to walk away.

"Wes?" Kayla called after him and he stopped. "I know it sucks, I'm sorry." She walked in front of him and hugged him suddenly. "But thank you. You gave up what you wanted and saved his life, that takes a lot."

He nodded a little but didn't answer.

"Really, thank you." She smiled and walked back over to Sam. "Would you guys stop dying already? I'm gonna have to start dying grey out of my hair."

He rolled his eyes. "Please."