After hanging up with Shawn, Juliet turns around to find Lassiter pointing his gun at her head. She kicks his hand and then the back of his leg and knocks him down. How does this fight end? Will Shawn, Gus, and the boys get there in time?

"Please hurry!" Juliet exclaimed before hanging up. Juliet dropped her phone while dodging Lassiter's punches and it cracked.

They were in a warehouse. Juliet thought that would be the perfect place for a fake case to be located. It was a large room with dim lighting, filled with boxes and crates and old machinery.

She started to grab her phone but heard the cock of a gun, so she jumped and tumbled behind a large crate, just in time to dodge the bullet. A throbbing pain in her side kept Juliet on the ground for a while. She wasn't sure how much longer she could keep this up.

Taking a deep breath, she stood up and slowly turned around, only to find Lassiter standing there with a smug look on his face, and his gun pointed directly at her head. If only Shawn were here, she thought, he'd find some crazy to stop Carlton from doing anything he might regret.

"Carlton, you don't want to do this, "she assured him, "I'm your partner, ok? I can help you."

"Who said I want help?" Lassiter asked, smiling an evil grin.

"Shawn will be here soon and he'll help you. Just wait. Please."

"Spencer's never helped me before. He's always beating me. What makes you think he'll change now?"

"Trust me, Carlton, please, just trust me. Put down your gun."

Lassiter stopped for a second and looked at his gun. Then, as if he didn't care about anything in the world, he cocked his gun. "Uh, no, I'd rather not."

Using all of her strength she kicked his hand to make him drop the gun, but his tight grip wouldn't let it go, so she pivoted and elbowed his back. She was too short to hit his head. Lassiter stumbled forward. Juliet took the opportunity to knock him over and strike the back of his head.

Lassiter collapsed to the ground, gun still in hand. Juliet grabbed her gun that she had lost earlier in the fight.

"Don't move!" She yelled.

"What?" Asked Lassiter, confused. "O'Hara, what's happening?" He lifted his gun and felt that there was something wrong. "Why are there bullets missing from my gun? And why is the barrel warm?"

"Stop playing games," Juliet shouted, "I don't know exactly what's going on but I know you're not you, at least not this you, another you from some other time, or world, or whatever."

"O'Hara what are you talking about? I'm me! I'm freaking out, which I don't do often and all you're doing is standing there pointing your gun telling me I'm not me." Lassiter then noticed that his partner was scratched, bruised, and covered in dirt. "What happened to you?"

Maybe he's telling the truth, Juliet thought, maybe he actually can't remember attacking me. She lowered her gun and said, "you, uh, saved me from some bad guys. They were rough and you stopped them. Good job partner!"

"You're lying. I can tell."

How can he tell, Juliet asked herself, well I guess he is the head detective for a reason.

"Come on Carlton, let's go sit down."

They walked over to some large, wooden crates and took a seat. Juliet couldn't figure out what happened. One minute he was his petulant, self-centered self, the next he was a murderous psychopath, then suddenly back to his old self! What turned him on? Did I day the wrong thing making him Hulk-out? Did he figure out that this isn't a real case? Maybe something he saw reminded him of a bad memory.

All Juliet knew for sure was that he turned from murderer to detective when she hit him in the back of the head. It must have snapped him back to reality. Oh Shawn, Juliet thought, where are you?

At that moment, as if answering her prayer, Shawn and Gus came bursting through the door.

"Jules!" Shouted Shawn. He ran over to her and pulled her into his arms and held her tight. "You hung up so quickly and weren't answering my calls. thought I might have lost you."

"Oh Shawn, I'm sorry! I dropped my phone after I hung up and it broke. I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to make you worry," replied Juliet, weeping into Shawn's shoulder.

"Is that Lassiter?" Asked Gus, "or is it... that other guy?"

"It's Lassiter," Answered Juliet, "I think. Where's Sam and Dean?"

"They're grabbing the ingredients to the spell, then they'll be right in."

Lassiter looked worried and terrified, and those were two emotions they've never seen on him before. While slowly rocking back and forth, he wrapped his arms around his body for support. He seemed to be in a state of shock.

"Alright, where is this bastard?" Dean shouted as he walked in, Sam by his side.

Lassiter looked up and smiled at them. Removing his arms from around his body he stood up and slowly walked towards the boys.

"Well well well. If it isn't Dean Winchester," he said mockingly.

"Lassiter?" Asked Juliet.

"That's not Lassie," replied Shawn.

"Cain," Dean stated.

"I bet you thought I was dead, huh? Apparently I'm too powerful to die so my soul had to find a new vessel and this guy was a perfect fit."

"What are you talking about? You don't have a soul."

"True, but some part of me stayed behind after you chopped my head off."

That made Gus gag, Shawn tried to help his friend calm down. Juliet didn't look to good either.

"So Dean, how's the Mark working out for ya?" Asked Cain.

"Oh yeah, it was great," Dean said sarcastically, "up until I died and it turned me into a demon making me try to kill my brother. You kinda left that off the warning label."

"Dean, if I remember correctly, you didn't care. I said 'you have to know with the mark comes a great burden. Some would call it a great cost' and your exact reply was 'spare me the warning label.'"

"Yeah, well, you could have still told me."

"I bet if I got you hyped up enough that Mark we share would bring you on my side."

"What mark?" Dean rolled up his sleeve and showed his bare arm, no mark in sight. "What's wrong, dickbag? You seemed shocked?"

Cain wasn't just shocked, he was thunderstruck. "How is that possible? You can't remove the Mark! There is NO CURE!"

"Ya that's where you're wrong, we found a cure, granted it unleashed the darkness but we're dealing with that."

Juliet, Shawn, and Gus lingered in the background. They didn't know what to do. Should they say something? Or just keep quiet? Juliet felt like she should do something, so she stepped forward, but Shawn grabbed her arm. He gave her a look saying please don't go, I don't want you to get hurt. But she gave him a look in reply saying don't worry I'll be fine. She pulled away and walked towards Dean.

"Are you going to cure him and bring Carlton back or are you just going stand her and converse for the rest of your lives?"Juliet asked. Dean sensed she was annoyed so he pulled her aside to talk.

"Go back with Shawn. Sam and I have this under control. If something happens you, Shawn and Gus need to get out of here. Don't worry about us, just run. We don't want you getting hurt."

"I can take care of myself," Juliet argued.

"I'm sure you can," Dean replied, "but not against him. He's too powerful and your gun won't even cause a scratch."

"But-"

"No, go back."

Clearly beaten, Juliet grudgingly walked back to Shawn and Gus. Shawn rubbed her shoulders to comfort her. "It's ok," he said, "They'll take care of it."