Daphne walks through the college campus with a stone cold face, pretending not to see the judgmental stares and whispers. She waved to her fellow rushees who looked away, pretending they never saw her. Humiliated, she rushes off.

Later that night she was sitting by the "fountain." A semi-famous fountain that granted wishes. Most students say this is where magic happens. A small cherub statue stood in the center, its bow waiting to fire a arrow.

Daphne stares blankly at the water. It would be so easy. Just climb in and it would be all over. She had her foot over, but after a minute she realized what she was doing. Why should she pay? It wasn't her fault. She was about to turn away when she decided to make a wish. Taking out her coin she closes her eyes.

'I wish they'll all pay.'

She walked back to her dorm, she had a paper to write.

"Get away from me!" The hell was that thing? Trevor's heart was beating as he ran as fast as he could. "No!"

A statue of a frozen man was left behind on campus, its face frozen in a state of disbelief.

"Still trying Sammy?" Dean saw Sam dialing the number again.

"Piper please. Pick up the phone." Sam begged. "Please. At least hear me out." He sighed as the answering machine clicked. "She hates me." Sam was about to dial again, but changed his mind. Instead, he buries his head in his hands.

"Just give her time." Dean himself was in the dog house. Jenna basically told him to f off. Asking Dean if he had any secrets he was hiding from her. "It wasn't your fault."

"It is my fault. I should have told her immediately. Now my marriage is over." Sam wanted to cry, but held back.

Dean looked away in uncomfortableness. He always had Sam's back, but this was something he couldn't fix. Instead he picks up Sam's laptop.

"Sammy. Just got a message from Paige. Cupids are being turned into statues in San Francisco."

Sam didn't answer. Instead he was dialing numbers to every florist he knew. Won't help his marriage, but hopefully she accepted his white flag.

"Hey check this out. Some guy was found dead with his heart ripped out. Feel like taking a case?" When Sam didn't answer, Dean made a suggestion. "Could be demonic." He reads the article out loud. "A local teacher was found dead in an alley, the only witness a stray dog. His heart ripped right out." When Sam ignored him, Dean added, "It could be a clue. Burnt wings was found fused to the ground. Dead cupid. Could be the same demons responsible for Mel's kidnapping." When Sam looked up, Dean grabbed his car keys from the drawer. "Let's head to the coroner's office."

Agents "Lydon" and "Ritchie" were looking at the dead body.

"Heart was ripped out?" Sam was studying the body. "And that killed him."

"Well, obviously." The coroner tried not to roll his eyes. "No living creature can live without a heart."

"Anything unusual? Sulphur, wolf's fur?" Dean was writing things down.

"No. There was a dog nearby, he refused to leave his side." The coroner waited till Sam finished examining the body. "We believe this was a isolated incident." He zips up the body. "Blunt force trauma, heart was ripped out, most likely with a unknown weapon."

"The heart. Can I see it?" Sam asked.

"Sure. You're lucky the heart is still intact. The dog that was by the body didn't bother eating it." He opens up a container. "I have to notify the family, if you excuse me."

"Well?" Dean just found out that some humans become cupid agents. "I always thought that only angels left behind burnt wings."

"Mmm." Sam looked closely at the heart. "It's Enochian." Sam hands Dean the heart. "Looks similar to a cupid's mark, but this must be a tattoo of a agent. Maybe Cas would know more about this."

Once Dean took a picture and sent it to Castiel, Sam puts back the heart.

"Any leads on Henry?" As much as he knew how important finding Henry was, he was more concerned about his marriage.

"Not yet." They tried looking where Henry might have ran off to, but their trail went cold after Illinois. They couldn't go home, they didn't want Abaddon tracking them down. "C'mon Cas. Finally! Sam, you recognize this?" Castiel sent back a picture.

"Cupid's Temple? Nice." Place was breathtaking. "Guess this where the guy came from." He explained to Dean what that place was about.

"They use dead babies? Dicks." Angels. "So who's killing cupid agents?"

"That's probably why we're here." When Sam's phone buzzed, he hurriedly answered it. "Piper? Oh. Hey Paige. Cupids are turning into statues?" Sam rubbed his nose bridge. "We'll keep an eye out. What? Cupid's Ring? Hide It I guess. Can't have love going away. Did Piper get my messages? She did? Did she say anything?"

Dean walked out to give Sam privacy. Poor guy. He knew about Sam's discretions, but it wasn't his place to judge. He went outside to get some air. When he saw a dog whimpering, Dean couldn't help but pet it.

"Hey. You lost?" The dog whimpered. "You're so cold." It was the middle of winter. "Come inside. I might have some beef jerky in the glove department."

Sam walked out of the coroner's office a few minutes later when he saw Dean feeding a dog inside the Impala.

"Dean?" Since when did Dean like dogs? Dean was happily petting it. "You found a dog?"

"Yeah." Dean couldn't stop petting it. "Can't very well leave him outside." He fed the dog another treat. "Ever hear from Ryan?" Sam's dog familiar was supposed to move in with them, but hadn't done it yet.

"Said he was currently training a new familiar. He promised to be by Mel's side twenty-four seven when he gets back." Piper agreed to have him move in, familiars were guardians and guides to new witches. "What are you planning to do with him?" He was dirty and skinny.

"Jen's been asking about getting a dog for Laura. After what happened to Mel, I don't blame her." Dean finished petting the dog. "I need to stop by the vet, maybe give Dog a bath."

"Dog?"

"Until we get home. C'mon Dog. Let's head to the pet store and get some food. Maybe pay for a bath." Dog barked.

Sam smiled. Dog was a terrier mix, the way Dean was smiling, he must have changed his mind about dogs.

An hour later both were at a college campus.

"So the ringing was here?" Paige called, said there was a cry for help. She would have came to check things out, but wouldn't leave Piper's side. Instead she asked Sam and Dean to look things over, giving them directions. Dean looked back at a college student who winked at him.

"Really Dean?" She was looking back at them smiling. "Aren't you in the doghouse?"

"Nothing wrong with looking." Dean winked back. "My single self is probably doing the same thing."

Sam shakes his head. Seeing a group of college students standing around gawking at something, he pulls Dean towards them.

"Did you do this? Its awesome."

"Meh. The art students could do a lot better." A guy was staring critically at the statue.

"Probably a hazing prank."

Dean walks up to the nearest coed.

"What's going on?" Neither were dressed up, there was no murders on the college campus as far as they know.

The blonde was pointing at the statue.

"Appeared literally overnight." She was admiring the statue. "It's pretty well crafted. Must be a anniversary of a big shot. Although I don't understand why he is posed like that." The statue was frozen in horror.

Sam walked up closely to the statue. Remembering Paige's words, he wondered if this was a cupid. He had to get rid of everyone.

"Free flu shots at the cafeteria!"

"Really? Cool." Some guy leaves followed by a few others.

Dean seeing a few stragglers made a suggestion.

"If you think this is a work of art, you didn't see the naked cupids at the Dean's office!"

"I thought hazing was over. Probably a protest."

Once everyone was gone, Dean asked if the statue was important.

"To be honest, I'm not really sure." Sam took a closer look. "Hard to tell. I don't feel anything."

"Then we'll pick up Dog. His appointment at the doggie salon should be done." Dean hoped Jenna accepted his peace offering. She missed having a dog.

A couple was giggling as they made out in a empty classroom.

"We'll be caught!" The girl sighs as her boyfriend kisses her neck.

"It was your idea." Rina was a thrill seeker. "We have to hurry, class will start soon."

Neither couple noticed a woman walking in.

"You don't know how dangerous lust is."

The class students were wondering about the two statues sitting on the desk. Both its expressions were contorted in confusion.

"Yep. Two more statues showed up." Sam was talking to Paige. "Any reports of missing cupids?" Since Paige became a whitelighter again, and thanks to Lily's book, her angelic side became stronger. "Really. Huh. Um, is she still mad?"

Dean was looking over at the frozen couple. He doubted it was a case, frozen cupids were a witches thing, not hunters. The statues were moved to a unused storage closet, the college believed it was part of a silent protest.

'Hmm.' When Dean touched the statue, he was surprised to see how rough it felt. "Sam! You ever felt anything like this?"

Sam had a slight smile, Piper still wasn't ready to talk, but gave him a message. Sam was determined to make his marriage work. Dean would have to find Henry on his own.

"Huh?" He saw Dean studying the statue. "Paige said the cupids are not being targeted anymore."

"So what are we dealing with." Dean just got a text, Jenna was telling him Laura was taking her first steps. "Dammit! At least there's a video." Dean was kicking himself for not being there for Laura's milestones. She was walking towards Phoebe's arms. Henry or not, Dean had to put his own family first.

"Paige is still figuring things out." Sam walked over to where Dean was. "Hmm."

"Well?" Dean said impatiently.

"This isn't a ordinary statue."

"And?"

Sam tentatively rubs his fingers on the frozen person.

"Coral." Sam remembered the time he took marine studies during freshman year at Stanford. "These people are alive."

"Okay. Use your witchy powers to free them. I need to get the hell out of here." Dean was watching his phone. He smiled when Laura fell on her butt.

"I don't think I can." Sam picks up his phone. "Paige? You have any ideas on how to reverse a curse?"

The woman stares blankly at the students walking around, some in groups. She wondered if any could see her, she was getting tired of being ignored. Seeing a older man walking with a suitcase, she silently follows him. He had answers, he could be the one to free her from her pain.

"Now where are we." Dean was getting restless staying back at the motel and followed Sam who was getting ingredients for his potions.

"The local museum." Sam was looking around. "You hear of Medusa?"

"That Snake Chick?" Clash of the Titans was one of Dean's favorite movies growing up. ''She's the one behind these things?" The museum was still open, Sam said he wanted to see if what he was looking for still existed.

"Makes sense. Paige believes she is seeking revenge. The god Posiden raped her when she was alive. We think she blames the cupids for making him fall in love with her, and when she rejected him, he took her against her will."

"And she was punished for it." Dean grimaced. "Thought she was beheaded." He looks at the display. "Then how did she get here from San Francisco. She can't fly."

"But a cupid could. The one that summoned her, he brought her back. But what I couldn't understand is, why? He was one of the earliest cupids. He could have easily wiped out everyone. He didn't need Medusa."

"So what are we getting here?"

A few minutes later both were carrying out weapons.

"Can't believe he let us have these." Dean was admiring his sword. "This is what killed Medusa?"

"Borrowed." Sam used his magic to charm the guard. He willingly gave them the weapons no questions asked. He was carrying the shield the hero of the story used to fool Medusa. "Whatever you do, don't look at her. Use her reflection and behead her."

"Done." Whoever Medusa was, she wasn't human anymore. "Then we can go home." There was the matter of Abbadon and Henry, but all Dean wanted was to see his family. "So once we kill the bitch, then everyone goes back to normal?"

"Hopefully." Sam sent everyone to a safe hiding place, that way they won't be hurt. "Already have a amnesia spell ready to go."

"Glad one of us is a witch." Dean hated witches, except his friends, but he was glad to have Sam as a partner. "Where can we find her?"

"Already tracked her down. She's here." Sam wasn't born a witch, but knew basic magic. A tracking spell for monsters were easy to create.

"She's a long way from San Francisco." Dean was looking forward to going back, he needed to be with his family. "Once this is over, what are you going to do about Sis?"

"I don't know." For once Sam had no answers. "One thing at a time." He looked at the college socials once they were in the car. "There's a party in one of the frats, she could strike there."

"Why would Snake-Girl hit a frat?" Dean already put away their weapons, he was sitting in the driver's seat driving away from the college campus.

"She started off targeting cupids, then she came here." Sam had a theory. "She could be targeting couples, what better way to satisfy her rage? A party is a perfect hunting ground."

"Then how do you explain that one guy? He was alone." Dean was going to pick up Dog, the groomers called, said he was ready to be picked up. "Is he an agent?"

"That's what we'll find out." Sam knew flowers won't be enough, if anything, Piper will hate him even more. "Let me do some more research, and then we'll strike."

"Oh my god." The girl was laughing with her boyfriend. "I forgot what it was like to be a freshman." They were looking at the phone screen. "She'll be lucky not to get kicked out of the sorority."

Damon laughs at the screen.

"I'm jealous actually." He kisses his date. "The party won't be for a few more hours, let's kill some time."

Neither saw Medusa walking in.

"I can help you with that."

Medusa smirks at the two statues. Two down, so many to go.

"You can't just call him Dog, he needs a name." Dog must have agreed, he barked.

"Sure he's not a familiar?" Dean was petting him.

"If he was, he'll be with a witch not a man." Sam knew he'll be a great companion for Dean. "Listen to this, two more statues were found. A man and woman."

"Cobra strikes again." Dean quipped. "Where."

"The frat house."

"Then we better get going. Do we need disguises?" As much as Dean liked college life, he and Sam were too old to fit in.

"It's a theme party. We can hit the local mall for costumes."

"Then let's get moving."

Dog barked.

"Man, you gave this all up." Dean shook his head. He and Sam were dressed up as Greek Warriors, it was the only way to fit in with the students. Plus to hide the obvious weapons they were carrying in the open. Dean scratched at his helmet. "Damn this thing itches."

"You pulled me out of Stanford, remember?" Sam used to hit parties like this, he and Jessica used to attend Greek Life. Jessica anyways, Sam wasn't interested. He was carrying the heavy shield on his back.

"But if I didn't, you wouldn't be doing this."

Sam didn't say a word back. Instead he points upstairs.

"Check upstairs, and I'll stay down here. But be careful."

"I won't stare into anyone's eyes then." Dean had no idea what he was looking for, but he had a job to do. He heads upstairs.

Dean was carrying his sword, being careful to keep it close to his body. He and Sam made a agreement to bury the head and body in different places, they didn't want to chance anything. Dean looked away at everyone, Sam warned him that anyone could be her. When he overheard two guys saying they saw two statues, Dean asked where they were, closing his eyes while talking to the two guys.

"Two statues here?" Dean had his sword on his side, he was pretending to be a cousin of one of the frat brothers of the house.

"Yep. Must be a protest. The feminists around here keep trying to shut us down, saying we are sexist." Guy one was wearing a toga.

"Sexist?" Dean asked.

"Yeah, but this is Greek Row. There is other frats around here. Why only us?" Seeing two girls walking by, they walk away, asking the two girls if they were new here.

Dean goes towards the room the end of the hall, and when he opened the door, he wasn't surprised to see the two statues frozen in their positions. He walks towards them, seeing if there was any clues. Seeing a phone on the floor, he picks it up.

"Locked." No big deal, Sam could unlock anything.

"Videre." Once the phone unlocked, they watch the video.

"Glad we were long gone from school before social media." Dean was a known womanizer in his youth, but even he had morals. "You think Medusa is here to seek revenge on behalf of this girl?" Poor girl was being razed online.

"Probably by accident." Lore on Medusa was well known, there was countless stories about her. "She's probably been called to seek revenge."

"But she would have been dead after her head was cut off." Dean must have seen that movie countless times.

"Her soul most likely went to Hades, but when that fallen cupid escaped, he most likely took her with him."

"So the guy with his heart crushed was the first victim." According to Paige, it was a day apart at most. "Then how did she get here? She didn't fly according to any lore." The first frozen statues were mostly in San Francisco. "Why target humans?" They concluded that the sisters already took care of the heart crusher guy, Sam got a text that he was vanquished by them.

"Maybe it has to do with this video." Sam deleted the footage from the guy's phone. "First guy found was most likely him. The second couple was most likely his friends." The video was shared with two other people. "We gotta find this girl, she may not know what she summoned."

Daphne was wiping her face, pretending not to notice the girls looking sideways at her. Once they were gone, she wondered when it all went wrong.

She was just some backwater country girl. She came here to attend college on a scholarship, then she met Brett. She slammed her hands on the sink. She could already hear the name.

'Becky.'

"Asshole." She didn't know what Becky meant, she wondered why everyone started calling her that. It wasn't until one of the sorority sisters told her about that video, titled, 'Becky.'

Why her? She saw the other sisters bringing home guys, as far as she knew, no one said a word to them. For once she wanted everyone to see her pain. See what it feels to be judged.

"It does suck doesn't it." A pretty girl wearing a jewelled snake walked in the bathroom. "Being judged for something you didn't consent to."

"Yea it does." She was still a virgin, goddammit! "He said no one would see it, what a idiot I was."

"And everyone blames you. I know how it feels, being ostracized, hated, feared." The woman puts on lipstick. "Then when I said something, I was punished." She calmly puts her lipstick away. "Jokes on them, they're all dead."

"What happened?" Daphne saw a tear running down her cheek.

"Time got to them, but not before paying the price." She didn't blame the last person to kill her, she prayed for death everyday. "But I won't rest till I get my revenge." Her rapist and his minions may be dead, but there were countless others that needed to pay the price. "You, everyone that's been wronged, they will all pay." She walked out of the bathroom, her golden snake glowing in the bathroom lights.

At first Daphne didn't understand what was going on, till she heard screams. When she opened the door to see what was going on, she saw the party goers being turned into literal statues.

"Oh god." She jumped when she saw a Greek Warrior pop up in front of her. "Don't hurt me!"

Sam pushed her back inside.

"Hide. Now." He ordered.

Daphne didn't hesitate, she ran inside a stall and locked the door.

Dean felt helpless seeing everyone being turned into statues. No one was spared, not even those who didn't know the video's existence. Seeing a shadow of a woman, he quickly runs around the corner.

"Where the hell are you Sammy?" Seeing a bright green light, Dean closed his eyes. When he heard breathing beside him, he knew Sam was beside him. "Well?!" He opened his eyes to see Sam holding up the golden shield, protecting both from Medusa's gaze.

"We have to be fast." Sam and Dean were too late, by the time they figured out who Medusa was, she froze everyone. "Got the sword ready?"

"Yep." Sam held up the shield just to see Medusa walking around, taunting those that were frozen. "On three, one, two..."

Dean was watching the snake woman getting closer. He chopped many vampire heads off, this won't be any different. Just when he was about to do a surprise attack, Sam stopped him.

"What?" She was almost right in front of them. "Sam? The hell are you doing?" Sam dropped his shield and appeared right in front of the gorgon.

Medusa hissed at the man, her eyes glowing, she got ready to freeze him. But when he didn't look away, she wondered why he wasn't afraid.

"Medusa. I won't look away. Whoever did this to you, they no longer exist in this world." Sam stared right into her eyes. "I'm very sorry that no one listened to you." He smiles softly at her. "It's time to let go of your pain."

Dean was holding on to his sword, ready to kill the monster, but when he heard crying, he looked up, and reluctantly put down his weapon. Those eyes, they were of a woman, not a monster.

Medusa stared at Sam's eyes, they were full of compassion. What she was looking for back in the day, all she wanted was for someone to listen. With tears streaming down her face, her heart was filled with peace.

"Thank you." Her sisters were waiting for her. She turned herself into stone and crumbled into tiny little pieces.

An hour later, the party guests were talking and partying like nothing happened.

"How did you know that would work?" Dean was having a few drinks, might as well, these guys owed them.

"I saw how everyone was posed. Plus when I met the girl in the video, I knew what to do." Sam declined a drink, instead he was nursing a pop. "No one deserves to be shamed." He thought about Mel and Laura, if anyone hurt them, Sam already was writing a curse.

"I already talked to the Greek Presidents, the guys that sent the video are getting kicked out." Dean made a complaint about those guys to the Head Chancellor as well to the Presidents of Greek Row, saying they were sexually harassing women. "They'll be lucky to get in junior college after this." Dean couldn't help but to record the guys getting escorted out of the frat house, making sure to tag them to every social media there was. "Any news about Sis?" They were going to spend the night before going back to San Francisco.

"I made a appointment with a marriage counsellor, Phoebe said he was one of the best. Hopefully this helps us."

"It will. Like Paige said, if the arrow didn't stick, it wasn't meant to be." There were many good looking women here, but none held a candle to Jenna. "Let's get outta here, I'm sure Miracle wants to take a walk."

"Miracle?"

"You said he needed a name. Besides, it's a miracle you got Sis to marry you in the first place." Dean teased.

FBI Head Office

Agent Fallon must have watched this several times, he knew how they moved, what they wore, and what they said. But what he didn't know is why?

It looked like a normal day. The tape shows customers coming in the bank. When two men walked in, no one gave them a second look.

Fallon watched the one with the short hair walk up to the clerk, pushing a bill across the counter. He zoomed closer to the guy, he saw him giving his partner a signal, making his partner lock the front doors.

"Hmm." He watched as they pull out the automatic weapons, threatening everyone to obey their orders. When they ordered everyone in the bank to head to the vault, Fallon wasn't expecting the carnage that happened afterwards when he saw the tape the first time.

Everyone was slaughtered in the vault. And for what? Nothing. The Winchesters didn't even bother cleaning out the vault, or the registers. They simply walked out like nothing happened.

They died a few days later, they were in a random diner somewhere holding hostages. Sam, he was taunting the audience in the cell video, bragging that he and his brother were killers. The tape shows the brothers killing everyone, except the teenager holding the video. The last thing they did was point guns at the window, then both getting killed in a shootout with the local police.

Sam and Dean were declared legally dead. Not once, but twice. The second time they died was when they were in Colorado, supposedly they blew up in a gas explosion in a police station.

"Who are you guys?" Were they magicians? Triplets? He already checked out the death certificates, they were declared legally dead. Bodies weren't available, the first ones were cremated per their wills, and in the second their bodies were evaporated in the explosion.

Now looking at their friend's social medias, both were alive and well. Both were happily married with daughters, and worked honest jobs.

Fallon swore to figure out this mystery. He knew both were practically invisible legally, their lawyer cleared them both of all crimes. Mr Archangel claimed that they had enemies that wanted to frame them, and hired lookalikes to ruin their lives. It was plausible, no DNA samples were ever found, neither were fingerprints. Their death certificates were reversed, whoever those John Does were, they died with their secrets.

But Fallon knew better. The results of the gravesites just came in.

Mary Winchester's and Andy Trudeau's coffins were empty. As for Patricia Halliwell, the results were inconclusive.

He got up to make another pot of coffee. He had to know what his partner dug up about the Halliwell Sisters.

Site 94, Colorado

Agent Sanchez was standing still, he was just following orders. He paid attention, did what he was told, he simply told Fallon he found nothing.

He walked away from Head Agent Camp, telling him he would be only happy to escort the President of the United States. But for now, he was heading to the morgue.

"So your reports are accurate?" He was looking at the charts.

"Did the tests three times. DNA says this is Mary Winchester." Her remains were on the autopsy table.

"And Andy Trudeau?"

"Same thing. As for Mrs Halliwell, we're still testing. It's taking a lot longer than we thought."

"When you're done, report directly to me."

"Yes sir."

Sanchez waited till he was alone to make a call. As protocol, he was destroying this phone immediately after.

"We are almost finished the tests. Hmm hmm. And the Winchesters? I see. Yes sir. Have a good day yourself." He ripped out the battery and made another call on his other cell. "I like to speak to Inspector Sheridan. Hello Inspector. How's your case going? Really? Remember our orders, don't try anything rash. Enjoy your shift."

Sanchez had to get back to work, the new President is about to get sworn in soon, and needed protection. Shame about the last President, he was found dead in Iowa in a apparent suicide. At least Rooney was a good man, he prayed every night.