Metamorphosis Part 1

A man, possessed by a demon, sat tied to a chair in the center of a Devil's Trap. Sam was in front of him, interrogating; Ruby stood nearby.

"Where's Lilith?" Sam asked.

"Kiss my ass." The man retorted.

His eyes went black. Sam smiled at the comment.

"I'd watch myself if I were you." Sam warned.

"Why? Huh? Because you're Sam Winchester, Mr. Big Hero?" the man asked. "And yet here you are, slutting around with some demon. Real hero."

"Shut your mouth." Sam growled.

"Tell me about those months without your brother. After Angela left. About all the things you and this demon bitch do in the dark."

"Huh?" the man raised a brow. "Tell me, hero."

Sam couldn't control his anger and began to force the demon out of the man. The demon smoke burned through the floor, and Sam breathed, trying to get himself under control. Ruby looked down at the floor where the demon burned through and a little smile played on her lips. She looked over at Sam, and they exchanged a look and Sam got a little smile as well. Dean and Angela stood outside the window behind Sam, witnessing everything Sam just did. Angela stood stiffly with her arms crossed.

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The man was unconscious and Sam touched his neck to check if he had a pulse, which he did. He smiled up at Ruby.

"How'd it feel?" she asked.

"Good. No more headaches."

He began to untie the man.

"None?" she asked. "That's good."

The man began to wake up.

"Hey, hey. I got you. It's all right." Sam said.

He helped the man out of his chair and began walking him towards the door, when Dean and Angela opened it. Sam stopped in his tracks. Dean looked very angry and Angela looked livid.

"So… anything you wanna tell me, Sam?" he asked. "Cause apparently Angie knows what's going on, and I won't hesitate to ask her."

Sam looked innocent and Ruby stood behind him, just watching Dean and Angela. Dean and Angela walked towards him as he spoke.

"Dean, Angie, hold on, okay? Just let me—

"You gonna say, 'let me explain'?" Dean asked. "You're gonna explain this? How about this? Why don't you start with who she is, and what the hell is she doing here?"

Dean looked at him hard, and Angela clenched her jaw. She knew exactly who it was.

"You want me to tell him, Sam?" Angela asked coldly.

Sam shook his head and looked back at Ruby who looked completely calm and even smiled a bit.

"It's good to see you again, Dean." She said. "You too Angie." She smirked.

Angela clenched her jaw and was about to lunge towards her, but Dean held her back.

"Ruby?" he asked.

She smiled a little, and Dean looked at Sam.

"Is that Ruby?"

"You bet your sweet ass it is." Angela growled, glaring.

Sam swallowed thickly and looked at Angela and Dean looked at Ruby again, who's smile was fading. After a moment Dean let go of Angela and grabbed hold of Ruby and shoved her up against the wall. He pulled out her knife as he was about to strike, Sam grabbed his hand.

"Don't!" Sam yelled.

They struggled for the knife. Sam got it out of Dean's hand and into his own, just as Dean threw him up against the wall. Ruby grabbed Dean and pinned him up against the wall he had her against seconds earlier. Angela went to pull her off of him.

"Ruby! Stop it!" Sam yelled.

She shoved Angela off and stared into Dean's eyes and she kept a chokehold with her right hand, and he stared right back, angry. Finally she let go and he rose up to his full height. He looked over at Sam and then back at Ruby.

Angela glared and walked towards Ruby. "Well, aren't you an obedient little bitch?" she asked.

She didn't respond, but it was clear she wanted to attack her.

"Ruby." Sam warned.

She stared at Angela for a few more moments, and then looked over at Sam.

"Ruby, he's hurt." Sam indicated the man who was possessed earlier. "Go."

She gave Dean and Angela one more look and then turned and walked over to the man, and as Dean and Angela watched her, she put the man over her shoulder, ready to take them out.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?" Dean asked.

"The ER… unless you want to go another round first."

Dean didn't say anything and she walked out with the man. Dean and Angela turned and looked at Sam, who was watching them.

"Dean. Angie."

Angela looked at him. "Just don't, Sam." She replied coldly. "I don't want to hear this again."

She followed Dean out the door, leaving Sam behind.

"Dean! Angie!"

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Sam was sitting at the table, reading a book. The Impala pulled up outside and Dean and Angela entered a few moments later. They didn't look at Sam, they just walked right into the room. Sam got out of his chair the minute they entered. Dean and Angela grabbed their bags and began to pack. Sam walked over to them.

"Guys, what are you doing?"

They just ignored him and continued packing.

"What, are you, are you guys leaving?"

"You don't need us. You and Ruby go fight demons." Angela replied as she packed. "Don't know why I agreed to hunt with you again in the first place." She muttered.

Dean and Angela grabbed their bags and started for the door. Sam stood in the way so they had to go around him.

"Hold on. Guys, come on." Sam said.

Dean turned around and punched him in the face with his right hand. Sam whirled around by the force. Dean just watched him as he turned back around to face Angela and Dean.

"You satisfied?" Sam asked.

"I'm not." Angela glared. She punched Sam square in the jaw, sending him backwards. "God, I've been waiting ages to do that." She breathed.

Sam put a hand to his jaw and swallowed thickly. "You better, Angie?" he whispered.

"A little." She shrugged.

"Do you even know how far off the reservation you've gone?" Dean asked. "How far from normal? From human?"

"I'm just exorcising demons." Sam replied.

"With your mind!" Dean yelled. "What else can you do?"

"I can send the back to hell. It only works with demons, and that's it."

Dean grabbed hold of him and pushed him backwards, walking with the force. "What else can you do?!"

"I told you!"

Sam pushed his hand away, and the stopped.

"And I have every reason in the world to believe that." Dean said.

He began to walk away from Sam.

"Look, I should have said something." Sam said.

"Yeah. But Angie should have too. She knew." He said. He looked at Angela. "Why didn't you say anything?"

"Because." She replied. "When I found out it was under really, really bad circumstances, okay?" she said. "And I don't want to talk about it."

"Angie—Dean started.

"Dean, I don't wanna talk about it!" her voice boomed.

Dean looked at her wide eyed, and nodded. "Alright. Alright." He held his hands up in surrender.

"I'm sorry." Sam said. "I am. But try to see the other side here?"

"The other side?" Angela scoffed.

"I'm pulling demons out of innocent people."

"Use the knife!" Dean exclaimed.

"The knife kills the victim! What I do, most of them survive! Look, I've saved more people in the last five months than we save in a year."

"That what Ruby want you to think? Huh? Kind of like she tricked you into using your powers?" Dean asked. He shook his head, sad.

"Slippery slope, Sam." Angela whispered, walking up to him. "Just wait and see. Because it's gonna get darker and darker, and God knows where it ends. And apparently, I'm supposed to stop you." She murmured.

Sam went wide eyed. "I'm not gonna let it go too far."

Dean smiled at that, walked over to the wall and hit the lamp on the side table, making it crash and fly. Dean looked angry again.

"It's already gone too far, Sam." Dean replied. "If I didn't know you… I would wanna hunt you."

Sam's eyes were tearful, and he nodded at that, looking down.

"And so would other hunters." Angela whispered.

Sam looked at them.

"You were gone, Dean. I was here. Then Angie left… and I could have prevented her leaving. But I didn't and I had to fight without you two. And what I'm doing… it works."

"Well, tell me. If it's so terrific… then why'd you lie about it to me?" Dean asked.

Sam looked down with that.

"Why did an angel tell me to stop you?" Angela whispered.

Sam looked up at her, swallowing thickly.

"Cas said that when I'm purified, when I don't have demon blood in me anymore and I don't stop you, he will. See what the means, Sam? That means that God doesn't want you doing this. So, are you just gonna stand there and tell is everything is all good? Because it's bull."

With tearful eyes, they exchanged a look and then Sam looked down. The silence was broken by Sam's phone ringing, Dean flinched at the sound and Angela stood still. Sam answered it.

"Hello?" Sam asked. He pinched the bridge of his nose, trying to collect himself. "Hey, Travis. Yeah, hey." He said. "Uh… It's good to hear your voice, too, yeah. Um, look, it's not a really good time right now. It's—Sam was cut off. "Yeah, okay. Uh, well, just give me the details, and, uh… Carthage, Missouri."

Dean and Angela watched Sam as he walked over to the bedside table and wrote down the location.

"Looking for Jack Montgomery." Sam said.

He put the pen down and ended the phone call. Breathing deeply, he looked over at Dean and Angela.

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The Impala zoomed down the road.

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Dean was behind the wheel and it seemed like they've been driving under silence for a while after Dean and Angela had told Sam about what they found out in the past about their moms and family.

"I can't believe it." Sam murmured. "Our Moms, hunters?"

"I wouldn't have believed it either if I hadn't seen it myself. Those two women could kick some ass. I mean, they almost took us down. And apparently Angie's from a long line of hunters on both sides of the family."

Sam looked back at her and she simply nodded.

"How'd they look?" Sam asked. "I mean… were they happy?"

"Yeah, they were awesome." Angela cracked a small smile. "Mary was funny, smart and so hopeful. My mom was absolutely lovely." She added.

Dean looked at Sam for a moment and then back on the road.

"Dad and Angie's Dad, too. Until of course…" Dean said.

Sam sighed.

"What?" Dean asked.

Sam looked out his window. "Nothing."

After a moment he turned back to Dean.

"It's just, our parents and Angie's parents. And now we find out our grandparents and basically Angie's whole family too? Our families murdered and for what? So Yellow Eyes could get in mine and Angie's nurseries and bleed in our mouths?"

Dean went a bit 'huh…?' over that last statement, thinking about what he'd told Sam about the past. He looked over at Sam. "Sam, I never said anything about demon blood."

Sam looked guilty.

"Apparently you and Angie knew about that?"

"Yeah, for about a year…" Angela mumbled.

Dean glanced back at her. "You two knew for a whole year? You wanna explain why you didn't tell me?"

"We were sorta preoccupied with trying to break your deal." Angela replied. "But it was still wrong of us to not say anything."

Sam nodded. "We should have told you. I'm sorry."

Dean shook his head and looked at Sam. "You've been saying that a lot lately, Sam. But whatever. You don't want to tell me, you don't have to. It's fine." Dean replied. "And Angie, I dunno when you started keeping secrets, but whatever." He sighed.

"Dean." Sam said. Sam looked over at Dean, who was focusing on the road. "Whatever." He sighed.

Angela sighed, leaning back in her seat. "Look, I'm not saying that keeping the fact that Ruby was back to myself was okay. Because it wasn't. But… But you can't… you can't understand why I didn't wanna talk about her." She whispered. She swallowed thickly. "And I'm sorry."

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They could see Jack by the fridge through binoculars. He took out a beer.

"Are you sure that's him?" Dean asked.

Dean was now holding the binoculars, looking at the house, watching Jack.

"Only Jack Montgomery in town." Angela replied.

"And we're looking for…" Dean said.

"Travis said to keep an eye out for anything weird." Sam said.

"Weird?" Dean asked.

"Yeah." Sam nodded.

"Alright, well, yeah, I've seen big weird, little weird, weird with crazy on top. But this guy?" Dean replied. "I mean, come on, this guy's boring."

"I don't know, Dean." Angela mumbled. "Sam said Travis seemed pretty sure." She took up a pair of binoculars of her own.

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The three watched his food craze occur. They were all wearing matching disgusted looks on their faces.

"I'd say that qualifies as weird." Sam muttered.

"You think?" Angela breathed.

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Dean, Sam and Angela came through the door, and stopped as they've just entered, seeing something in their room. A smile came on Dean's lips.

"Travis." Sam said.

Travis was sitting by the table. Beer in hand.

"See, Sam. Told you we should have hid the beer." Dean said.

Travis got up and with a smile he walked towards the three as they walked towards him.

"Smartass." Travis said. "Get over here." He laughed and hugged Dean. "Ahh, good to see you."

"You too."

They broke and Travis hugged Sam. "Good to see you."

"You too, Travis." Sam smiled.

They broke.

"You got tall, kid."

They laughed at that comment.

"How long has it been?"

"Ah, gotta be 10 years."

"You still a…oh, what was it… a mathlete?"

Sam scoffed. "No."

"Yep, sure is." Dean said.

Travis looked at Angela and broke into a grin. "Angela Morgan as I live and breathe!" he exclaimed.

She laughed. "I was wonderin' if you were gonna recognize me!" she smiled. She hugged Travis tightly.

Sam raised a brow. "How d'you know each other?" he asked.

Angela pulled away. "Dad used to hunt with him all the time." She smiled.

"Knew her since she was a tyke." Travis replied. "Been too long, you three." He added. He looked at Sam and Dean. "I mean, look at you. Grown men. John would have been damn proud of you. Sticking together like this." He said. "And Angie, look at you. You grew up to be a lovely young woman. Robert would be proud of ya, girlie. And either of these boys would be lucky to date ya." He smiled.

Angela laughed and nodded. "Maybe, maybe." She glanced at Sam who looked at the ground, his smile disappearing.

Dean nodded. "Yeah. Yeah, we're as thick as thieves." Dean replied. "And Angie's most certainly part of the family. And nothing more important than family."

Travis walked over to the tables, as Dean and Angela followed, ignoring Sam.

"Sorry I'm late for the dance." Travis said.

They sat down at the table, Sam sat down on the bed next to Dean and Angela, across from Travis.

"Thanks for helping out an old man. I'm a little, uh, shorthanded." He added, indicating his right hand and arm, which was covered in a cast. They laughed at that. "So you track down Montgomery?"

"Yeah, we found him at his home." Angela nodded.

"And?" Travis asked.

"Well, he had a hell of a case of the munchies." Dean said. "Topped off with a burger he forgot to cook."

"That's him alright." Travis nodded.

"What's him?" Dean asked.

"Guys, we got a rougarou on our hands." Travis said.

Angela looked up at him. "I knew I recognized the patterns from somewhere. It's just been so long since I hunted one."

"A rougarou?" Dean asked. He looked over at Sam for a second. "Is that made up?" he looked back at Travis and Angela. "That sounds made up." He said. "Angie, how do you even know 'bout these things?"

"Dad, Travis and I used to hunt 'em." She shrugged.

Travis nodded. "They're mean, nasty little suckers. Rotted teeth, wormy skin, the works."

"Well, that ain't this guy. I mean, he was wearing a cellphone on his belt." Dean said.

"He'll turn ugly soon enough. They start out human, for all intents and purposes."

"So, what? They got through some kind of metamorphosis?" Sam asked.

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"Yep, like a maggot turning into a bull fly." Travis said. "But most of all—

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"—They're hungry."

"Hungry for what?" Dean asked.

"At first, for everything, but then… for long pig." Angela muttered.

Sam exhaled at that, understanding what Angela meant. Dean looked confused, not understanding the term 'long pig'.

"Long pig?" Dean asked.

"She means human flesh." Sam said.

"And that's my word of the day."

"Hunger grows in—Travis started.

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"—Till they can't fight it. Till they got to take themselves a big, juicy chomp, and then it happens"

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"What happens?" Sam asked.

"They transform completely and fast." Angela replied.

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"One bite's all it takes." Travis said. "Eyes, teeth, skin; all turns. No going back either. They feed once, they're a monster forever. And our man Jack's headed there on a bullet train."

"Well, how'd you find this guy if he's a walking, talking human?" Dean asked.

"Let's just say it runs in the family." Travis replied.

"You mean, uh…" Sam started.

"Killed his daddy back in'78. Son of a bitch mangled 8 bodies before I put him down. Guy used to be a dentist. Cadillac, trophy wife… little did I know, pregnant trophy wife. She put the boy up got adoption. By the time I found out, he was long gone, lost in the system."

"You mean to tell me you couldn't find someone?" Angela asked.

Travis sighed. "I'm not sure I wanted to. The idea of hunting down some poor kid… I don't think I'd have the heart. No. I wanted to wait, make damn sure I had the right man. Apparently, I do." He took a swig of the beer.

A/N: Hey guys! Hope you enjoyed the chapter. We really got to see the pent up anger that Angie's been hiding, and I think that's really exciting, because in past installments we've never seen her really, truly angry. So, we'll see where that goes.

Anyway, please don't forget to review, it would mean so much! Love you guys.

~Emily