Had you tried to show the same faith in him that he tried to show in you, but you wouldn't. Dean had no idea where the thought had come from but he felt that it was important and that it had something to do with Sam.

Sam was sitting rigidly in the passenger seat staring at the darkness outside the window. Obviously Sam was convinced that it was not a ghost responsible for what was happening here no matter that the signs seemed to point to one. And Sam hadn't given Dean any reason to think that it was something else, but it was important to Sam.

"Sam call Garth, tell him to pull over." Dean said.

Sam glanced at Dean then pulled out his phone and pressed a few buttons. "Yeah, Dean says pull over." Sam disconnected the call and looked at Dean as he pulled the Impala to the shoulder then got out leaving Sam to follow.

"We're almost there Dean it just a couple of miles down the road." Garth said as he got out of his car and walked toward the other hunters.

"Yeah well, Sam isn't onboard with this whole salt and burn." Dean turned toward Sam. "Okay throw us a bone here Sammy. You've got to make us understand."

"It just doesn't feel right. I don't know what else to tell you. That scene we went to today something wasn't right but I can't just point to something specific and say this is why. It's something I'm not seeing or I can't explain." Sam said. "Look I know it doesn't make any sense, it's just the way it is okay."

"Look Garth, One more night. We'll all study everything and see what we come up with." Dean said. "I really don't want to walk into something if it's not what we think it is."

"And what happens if the ghost finds another victim tonight?" Garth asked. "You willing to chance that?"

Dean took a deep breath and let it out. "Sam is so, yeah, I am."

"It's better if you are not here Jacob. They should have come tonight but they did not." Dagon said. "I'll take you to the next town and get you a room."

"I don't understand why I have to leave. I want to be here. I want to watch him die. He killed my mom!" Jacob said.

"I understand Jacob, but He did not show up tonight. He is wary." Dagon explained. "If he sees you then everything we have done to get to this point will be for nothing. Dean Winchester will escape the justice he deserves. You mother's death will go unpunished. Let me take you away from here and I promise that I will bring him before you before he dies. The last thing he will see is you."

Jacob looked up at the man that Dagon had possessed. "You promise?"

"Yes Jacob, I promise. Dean Winchester will die.

Sam followed Dean into the room while Garth went to his room, to collect everything he had gathered throughout his investigation of what was happening.

"Bobby." Sam said "Bobby didn't waste a lot of energy. There's a huge waste of energy here. Ghosts don't waste energy like this."

"What? I'm not seeing your point." Dean said as he pulled two beers out of the six pack they had picked up on the way back to the motel. Handing one to Sam Dean sat at the small table. "What is there like energy conservation for ghosts or something?"

Sam picked up a folder and opened it showing Dean photos from the crime scene he and Garth had visited earlier. "I mean why go through all the trouble of bashing the guy's head in? A lot of that was done after the guy was dead. Why the extra head bashing to pretty much turn this guy's skull into tiny little fragments? His brain was pretty much turned into puree."

"You're saying it overkill?" Dean said laying the photo down.

"That's putting it mildly Dean. That's way past overkill. Why?" Sam asked sitting down in the other chair and sipping his beer.

"If it was human, I'd say it was to hide something." Dean said. Then stood up when there was a knock at the door.

Sam turned the photo around and studied it while Dean opened the door to let Garth in. "Dean in all the years we've salted and burned ghosts, have you ever seen a ghost that causes injuries this uniform?"

Dean blinked as he closed the door behind Garth. "Come to think of it, no. Not this perfectly uniform. What's so special about the heads."

Sam now blinked. "Not the heads, the brains. There's something about the brains."

"Sam, did Amy say anything about her kid's father?" Dean asked.

"Amy, no she didn't. Are you thinking maybe this is Jacob's father?" Sam asked.

"Well Jacob can't be doing it. I mean he's too young." Dean said. "You said Amy wasn't any stronger than any other kid right. She was just fast. But to do that, well that takes a lot of strength." Dean pointed to the picture.

"Who is Amy?" Garth asked.

"That's a long story." Sam said.

"Perhaps Dean deserves more faith than you have shown him Gabriel." Castiel said. "He listened to Sam. They did not walk into Dagon's trap."

Gabriel's hand rested on Sam's forehead as he willed the fever to lower below the critical point to keep the delirium at bay. "Maybe, but Sam isn't out of the woods yet. Dean still has to carry through. Just postponing walking into the trap won't change anything."

"He has demonstrated a willingness to trust Sam's word." Castiel said.

"He didn't trust Sam's word Castiel, Sam had to nag him into it.." Gabriel said. "Dean still hasn't learned anything. Dean has to learn that he can't control everyone and everything. He has to learn to listen to others, and not when things are all screwed up by his stubbornness. He has to learn to listen in the beginning.

Hopefully he won't screw up, Sam will live and Dean will realize that he should have listened to Sam from the beginning." Gabriel snapped up a cool damp washcloth and wiped the sweat from Sam's brow. "Believe it or not Castiel, I'm rooting for him, really I am. I'm just not going to set myself up for a disappointment by having any expectations of him."

Garth shook his head. "A Kitsune. I didn't think there were any of those in the U.S."

"Yeah well there is. And they feed off of the pineal gland." Dean said.

"How many of these Kitsune have you come across?" Garth asked.

"Including Amy, Jacob and Amy's mom? Three." Sam said.

"You know if this is a Kitsune, odds are it's the kid." Garth said.

"Before we go blaming Jacob, I think we should probably take the time to backtrack and interview all the witnesses again and look at the autopsy reports." Sam said. "I don't think Jacob could really do this."

"I don't think the kid is strong enough either." Dean said. "But if Jacob has a father, Papa Kitsune would be."

"So in the morning, we'll go talk to the Coroner." Dean said. "See if we can get a lead on anything."

Sam was frowning at the crime scene photos. "Oh crap. I can't believe I missed this."

"Missed what?" Garth asked picking up one of the photos.

"Blood splatter." Sam said. "There isn't any. If these guys had their heads bashed in like this there should be blood splattered everywhere. The crime scenes are clean."

"So?" Dean asked.

"So they all died somewhere else." Sam said. "There would be a lot more blood splattered around on the walls and the floor near the bodies."

"So now we can add finding a killing ground to our to do list." Garth said.

"So much for a simple salt and burn." Dean said.