"This is stupid!" Dean complained. "Why did we agree to this? Remember what happened when a shape shifter touched me? I've been on the FBI's top criminal list because of that ass!"

Blaire rolled her eyes as she continued down the cold ladder until she reached the bottom. She took out a flashlight and looked around, sort of relieved that the shifter wasn't waiting for them. If only she could get the taste of the sewer out of her mouth then she would've felt better about being down there. She heard a hop and turned to see that Sam had finally reached the bottom and took out a map.

"This way" Sam said and led the way.

"What if we don't find the shifters?" Blaire asked. "Are there other supernatural beings around here? I was thinking that maybe we could find a psychic somewhere"

"Why are you two trying to spread the news out about this?" Dean asked. "And to the wrong people!"

Blaire was about to respond back when they all stopped and looked just up above from them. In the middle of their small cement sidewalk was a big splash of skin. Blaire grimaced at the sight of it but tried to hold her composure. Unfortunately, this was not the first time she has seen a disposed skin.

She was the only one who was brave enough to walk closer to it and investigate. It made her feel slightly more confident in Sam when she realized that the skin still looked warm. It also made a bad feeling wash over her as she realized what she might be getting them into. She looked back over to the brothers and noticed that they haven't moved a muscle.

"Aren't you two coming?" Blaire asked.

She stepped over the heap of mess and continued to walk straight ahead. The brothers looked to each other before Sam reluctantly sighed and followed Blaire. Dean took this chance to look back down to the empty skin and let out a gag before slightly jogging to catch up. He lifted his flashlight and looked around at the ceiling and everywhere where the shifter could try to find a place to hide.

"We should turn left" Sam advised.

"Look" Dean hissed as they all pressed against a wall. "I thought you said that it would be another 10 minutes to find him"

Sam gave his brother an irritated look as the three of them looked down the hallway into a massive room. The shifter's back was to them but it seemed like it was busy eating something. Blaire couldn't help but let out a groan as she saw two other shifters come into view and join the first one. Dealing with one shifter is hard enough, how in the hell are they doing to take care of three?

"Hey!" a shifter yelled out to the three hunters, "What are you doing here! I told you to guard the door! Get them!"

The three exchanged looked before getting out of their hiding spot. Blaire felt the normal feel of adrenaline rush pulsing through her veins as the shifters got up and snarled at them. She took out a gun that Dean had handed to her before going down the sewers and aimed it at the closest one. Without hesitation, she shot the first one right in the chest, making both the shifters and the brother's freeze up.

"She's good" Sam let out.

"You have no idea" Dean smiled. "One time, she had four bullets and killed six spirits with the salt pellets. It was unbelievable!"

"No way!" Sam yelled out.

"My boy!" the elder shifter yelled out and gripped onto the dead shifter.

"They are a family?" Blaire took a step back.

"This is not good" Dean replied. "I don't think that killing one of them would convince them to answer your questions"

"It's an instinct"

"I noticed"

"You know what? I think we should try that psychic now" Sam suggested.

"I couldn't have agreed with you more" Blaire slowly said.

"Blaire, watch out!" Dean yelled out. "Get back here!"

Before Blaire could move, the older shifter ran up to her with such speed that it caught her by surprise. He knocked the gun out of her hand and then threw her to the other side of the room and away from the brothers. Blaire groaned at the suddenly pain of the impact as she slowly got up. She looked over to her left and noticed a decomposed body right next to her.

"He's coming for you, Blaire!" she heard Sam yell out.

She looked up and noticed the father shifter was advancing toward her, with a crazed and dead look in his eyes. Blaire didn't know what to do but bring her hands up to shield her face in some sort of protection as he grabbed a hold of her shirt. A blast of light came from her hands, shining so bright that Blaire had to close her eyes. She heard the shifter yell out in complaint as he quickly moved away. She opened her eyes and noticed that the white light was gone as the older shifter tried to blink away the temporary blindness.

Blaire quickly grabbed at the leg of her boot and pulled out a knife and charged at the shifter. She felt the impact of the knife as if drove into the shifter's heart. The last remaining shifter screamed out in disbelief as the body toppled down to the ground. She looked up and noticed that Sam and Dean stood there in shock as they didn't see the shifter easily turn his grief into rage.

"What are you!" the shifter yelled out.

"I was about to ask the same question" Sam turned to his brother.

"I didn't know anything about this! She never told me she had that ability" Dean looked to give himself an excuse.

"Because I didn't know about this" Blaire yelled out in a shaky voice. "It just happened"

"We've only known one demon that could do that…"

"Lilith. She was killed by you though!"

"But I am not Lilith!" Blaire freaked out. "I just woke up on the side of the road with no memory! And now I had this light come out of my hands! Guys, you've got to believe me! I'm not her!"

"You just killed a shifter with that light!" Sam yelled back.

"I blinded him, not kill" Blaire corrected.

"Good. Then that makes you one of the experiments" the shifter smiled.

The shifter then charged at her in a speed that she didn't see coming. Blaire wanted to jump out of the way, but when her feet left the ground, she didn't land a couple of feet away. Instead, she flew up and onto one of the large pipe openings. Blaire caught herself on the edges of the railing as she felt her hopes sink lower into the ground.

She didn't know who to look to for some kind of emotional support. Sam was already judging her on whether or not to aim the colt at her body. Dean seemed torn between what Sam was thinking and looked sad that Blaire could possibly hide this from him. But the shifter was the most confusing, it seemed like out of everyone in the room, he was not at all freaked out by this.

"What's wrong with me?" Blaire asked no one in particular.

"Scary, isn't it?" the shifter smirked.

"What did you do to me?" Blaire demanded.

"I didn't do anything to you…" the shifter taunted.

Blaire's heart beat rapidly as she thought of her answer being so close to being figured out. She was so closed to figuring out the answer that has been haunting her mind. Within a blink of an eye, the shifter aimed the gun she had earlier to her, ready to fire. A bang erupted as Blaire slightly jumped but realized that she wasn't hurt; it was the shifter that was shot at and not her.

"Come down" Dean walked to the center of the room. "I think it's time for all of us to talk"

She let out a slow breath as she thought of ways to get down from where she was at. From the height, she could easily break her legs or even bust up a few more bones. She didn't like risking it, but she jumped and just like before, her body seemed to fly down with great ease as she landed next to Dean. The feeling of the ground underneath her feet seemed to have comforted her.

But when she looked up at Dean's face, it felt like she wanted to just jump back up to where she was before. The look on his face made her almost ashamed that she had come to him for help in the first place. She opened her mouth to say something but then noticed that Sam had the gun aimed at her. Blaire felt like now she was one of the hunted and her time was almost up.

"I am telling you the truth" Blaire finally said. "I do not know what happened to me and it's starting to terrify me. I used to hunt these things for a living and now all of a sudden I'm one of them. I don't know what to do and now I need your help more than ever"

Dean stared at her for a long time almost like as if he didn't know what to do as of now, "We'll figure something out. I promise that everything will be alright"

Blaire reached out and hugged him, "Everything is never going to be alright after today"