The boys meet up with Shawn and Gus at the Psych office and they talk about the plan to help Lassie. However, Sam has some pretty disturbing news. How do Shawn and Gus react to the plan? What does Juliet do about what Shawn had told her the day before?

"Okay, I can do that," Juliet replied. "But Shawn, be careful."

Shawn smiled and chuckled softly. "I will, Jules. Bye." He hung up the phone, letting out a deep breath. At least he had his best friends to help him face this situation. Lassie needed his help and he was going to do his best to help him.

"Rise and shine Sammy!" Dean yelled as he shook his brother awake. They had spent the night in The Santa Barbara Motel. Their room was a bright green with pineapples on the walls, curtains, rug, and there were 3 on the table.

"Ugh," Sam groaned, he hadn't gotten much sleep. The whole night he was trying to make sure he remembered the spell to remove the Mark of Cain word for word. He didn't want to mess up.

They hopped in the Impala and left around 7 to head to the Psych Office, where they planned to meet the two morons they met the day before. Shawn said Cain, or Lassiter, wanted to shoot him several times. Dean didn't blame him. He just met the guy and he was already getting on his nerves.

They rounded the corner and saw a white building with bright green trim and the word "Psych" in big, bold green letters.

"I think this is the place," said Sam, poking his head out the window.

"Gee, ya think? Thank you capt'n obvious," Dean said as sarcastically as he could make it.

Sam glared at him. "Jerk."

"Bitch."

Dean got out the Impala and Sam followed close behind into the seemingly nice building. They were wrong. Once inside it was a disaster area.

"What is this a daycare? Are they 3 years old? I mean come on," Dean said as he kicked a baby's basketball out of his way. He bent down and picked up a toy frog. "Seriously?"

"Hello," said a rather unusual voice, but Dean knew who it was. Shawn came into the room and set a tray of sliced pineapple on the table. "Welcome to my home. Please, make yourself comfortable."

"Shawn! Stop being Bela Lugosi from Dracula." Gus said as he walked into the room.

Sam and Dean both look at each other with the same confused look. "Did- did you say 'Bela Lugosi?'" Asked Dean.

"Uh, yeah." Answered Gus. "Why?"

"Oh no reason." Dean started, "Well it just so happens that we know a girl who goes by the name Bela Lugosi."

Shawn had a sudden look of excitement on his face. "Are you serious?"

Dean chuckled, "Yeah, let's just say she wasn't on my Christmas card list."

Sam cleared his throat. "We should probably get started." He looked at Dean and then at Shawn and Gus.

"Yeah, ok." Dean said. "So, Sam. Ya got the spell?" Looking at Sammy he got a bad feeling. He could tell Sam didn't feel right about something.

"Uh yeah," Sam said hesitantly. "There's just one problem. Well actually, more like 3." He looked nervous. Dean had only seen him like this once before, when he did the trials.

Shawn looked confused and curious all at the same time. "It can't be that bad. Come on I love a good challenge. Especially if it's deep fried." He laughed but then realized that it probably wasn't a good time when everyone else just stared. He cleared his throat, "Well then what's the problem?"

Shifting positions, Sam explained,"Well first of all we need something made by God, but forbidden to man."

"Like the forbidden fruit in the bible story Adam and Eve." Gus figured.

"Exactly. " Sam answered. "Also we need something made by man, but forbidden by God."

Gus thought about it for a second before saying, "what about the golden calf made by the Israelites but destroyed by Moses?"

"Yeah." Said Sam. "That'll work."

"Wow. How are we supposed to get that stuff? It's not like we can just go to the store and say 'hey do you have and forbidden fruit left over from the beginning of time?'" Gus asked sarcastically, although Dean sensed he was also tense and a bit reluctant about the whole idea of everything he had learned In the past few hours.

"What's the third thing?" Asked Shawn.

"This one you're not gonna like," warned Sam. He took a deep breath before continuing. "The third item is the life, or blood, of a person the caster loved."

The room got dead silent, nobody spoke a word, nobody moved, nobody even breathed. Then there was a soft gasp for air behind Sam and Dean. Then the sound of quiet footsteps.

The boys quickly turned around and they saw her standing in the doorway with a look of horror on her face.

Shawn looked up and said one name.

"Juliet."