~St.Louis Missouri ~
Police Officers rush into a home. The walls are floors are covered in blood. Inside a young woman is tied to a chair and covered in blood, she is in a panic and terrified.
"It's ok. It's ok." The officer consoles the girl.
The woman points to the room across the hall.
"In there! In there!" She says.
The S.W.A.T team moves to the other room. The man is there, trying to open a pair of doors leading to a balcony.
"Freeze! Don't move! Drop the knife. Keep your hands where I can see 'em. Drop it! Hold it right there! Do it!" The Officer shouts orders to the assistant.
The man turns around. It is Dean Winchester.
~Gas Station~
~ One Week Earlier.~
The Impala is parked in front of a gas station. Dean gets out and begins pumping gas. Sam is in the shotgun seat, while Juliette is in the back reading.
After dealing with bloody Mary in Toledo, Dean drove straight to Sioux Falls to see her. Bobby decided the start homeschooling the child and before leaving he made Dean promise, well mostly Sam, to continue her studies. Now all three Winchesters are back on the road together.
"Alright, I figure we'd hit Tucumcari by lunch, then head south, hit Bisbee by midnight." He notices his brother is not listening. "Sam wears women's underwear." This causes Jules to laugh.
"I've been listenin', I'm just busy." He is checking e-mails on his phone.
" Busy doin' what?" Dean ask.
" Reading e-mails."
"E-mails from who?"
"From my friends at Stanford."
"You're kidding. You still keep in touch with your college buddies?"
"Why not?"
"Well, what exactly do you tell 'em? You know, about where you've been, what you've been doin'?" Dean asks.
" I tell 'em I'm on a road trip with my big brother. I tell 'em I needed some time off after Jess." Sam respondes.
"Oh, so you lie to 'em."
Sam sighs "No. I just don't tell 'em….everything."
"Yeah, that's called lying. I mean, hey, man, I get it, tellin' the truth is far worse."
"So, what am I supposed to do, just cut everybody out of my life?" Deanshrugs."You're serious?"
"Look, it sucks, but in a job like this, you can't get close to people, period."
"You're kind of anti-social, you know that?"
"Yeah, whatever. Besides I have friends." Dean defends.
"Like who?"
"Me" A small voice shouts from the backseat.
"You got that right Bug. You're my best friend." Dean says smiling at his daughter.
Sam laughs and looks back at his phone. "God…."
" What?"
"In this e-mail from this girl, Rebecca Warren, one of those friends of mine."
" Is she hot?" Sam ignores him.
"I went to school with her, and her brother, Zack. She says Zack's been charged with murder. He's been arrested for killing his girlfriend. Rebecca says he didn't do it, but it sounds like the cops have a pretty good case."
"Dude, what kind of people are you hangin' out with?"
"No, man, I know Zack. He's no killer."
"Well, maybe you know Zack as well as he knows you."
"They're in St. Louis. We're goin'."
Deanchuckles. "Look, sorry 'bout your buddy, okay? But this does not sound like our kind of problem."
"It is our problem. They're my friends."
"St. Louis is four hundred miles behind us, Sam.
The brothersexchange a look, before Dean sighs and a minute later, they pull out of the gas station and start driving.
~St.Louis, Missouri~
~Rebecca's House~
Sam and Dean are outside a lavish house waitng for the door to open. Sam is in front with Dean behind him holding Jules. A young woman opens the door to greet them.
"Oh my God, Sam!" She says.
"Well, if it isn't little Becky."
" You know what you can do with that little Becky crap." She smiles and they hug.
"I got your e-mail."
" I didn't think that you would come here."
Dean steps forward and extends his hand."Dean. Older brother and this is my daughter Juliette. "
She shakes his hand and waves at the little girl who waves back before curling into her father.
"Hi."
"Hi."
"We're here to help. Whatever we can do." Sam says to her.
"Come in. "
They walk inside the house.
"Nice place." Dean says.
Rebecca turns to him. "It's my parents'. I was just crashing here for the long weekend when everything happened. I decided to take the semester off. I'm gonna stay until Zack's free."
"Where are your folks?" Sam wonders
"They live in Paris for half the year, so they're on their way home now for the trial."
They enter the kitchen and she ask "Do you guys want a beer or something?"
Dean smiles "Hey—"
Sam cuts him off. "No, thanks. So, tell us what happened."
"Well, um, Zack came home, and he found Emily tied to a chair. And she was beaten up and bloody, and she wasn't breathing.So, he called 911, and the police—they showed up, and they arrested him. But, the thing is, the only way that Zack could've killed Emily is if he was in two places at the same time. The police—they have a video. It's from the security tape from across the street. And it shows Zack coming home at 10:30. Now, Emily was killed just after that, but I swear, he was here with me, having a few beers until at least after midnight." The girl says obviously troubled by the ordeal.
"You know, maybe we could see the crime scene. Zack's house."
" We could."
"Why? I mean, what could you do?" She asks.
"Well, me, not much. But Dean's a cop." Sam says.
Deanlaughs. "Detective, actually."
"Really?" Henods. "Where?"
"Bisbee, Arizona. But I'm off-duty now."
"You guys, it's so nice to offer, but I just—I don't know."
"Bec, look, I know Zack didn't do this. Now, we have to find a way to prove that he's innocent."
"Okay. I'm gonna go get the keys." She walksdown the hall.
"Oh, yeah, man, you're a real straight shooter with your friends." Dean tells his brother.
"Look, Zack and Becky need our help."
" I just don't think this is our kind of problem."
"Two places at once? We've looked into less."
Dean says nothing, defeated.
~Zack's House.~
Dean parks the impala outside Zack's home and waits until Rebecca and Sam exit before turning to look at Jules who is in her car seat.
"Hey Bug, Uncle Sammy and I have to go check out something inside that house so I need you to stay her for me okay?" He asks his daughter.
"Okay daddy." She agrees.
Dean takes out his phone and hands it to the little girl. He taught her how to use it to make calls incase of an emergency. "Remember how i showed you to call?"
The child nods and Dean gets out the car. He takes out a workbook Bobby got for her and follows after his brother and friend.
Rebecca turns to him as he walks over. "You're sure this is okay?"
" Yeah. I am an officer of the law." They walk to the house.
They enter and look around. The furniture and walls of the house are smeared with blood. It truly is a gruesome scene, Rebecca stays on the porch steps.
"Bec, you wanna wait outside?" Sam asks his friend.
"No. I wanna help." She ducks under the police tape and enters the house.
"Tell us what else the police said."
The woman tears up. " Well, there's no sign of a break-in. They say that Emily let her attacker in. The lawyers—they're already talking about plea bargain." She looks around the room and begins crying. "Oh, God…."
"Look, Bec, if Zack didn't do this, it means someone else did. Any idea who?"
Rebecca shakes her head, then begins to remember something.
"Um, there was something, about a week before. Somebody broke in here and stole some clothes—Zack's clothes. The police—they don't think it's anything. I mean, we're not that far from downtown. Sometimes people get robbed."
Samwalks away to look around and Dean moves to the open front door and sees the neighbor's dog, barking loudly. Rebecca comes up behind him."You know, that used to be the sweetest dog."
"What happened?" Dean asks.
" He just changed."
"Do you remember when he changed?"
" I guess around the time of the murder. "
Deanlooks at her, then walks away.
Sam is in the hallway, looking at a framed picture of himself, Zack, and Rebecca when Deanwalks over to him.
"So, the neighbor's dog went psycho right around the time Zack's girlfriend was killed."
"Animals can have a sharp sense of the paranormal."
"Yeah, maybe Fido saw somethin'."
"So, you think maybe this is our kind of problem?"
"No. Probably not. But we should look at the security tape, you know, just to make sure."
"Yeah."
" Yeah."
Rebecca walks over to them so Dean asks. "So, the tape. The security footage—you think maybe your lawyers could get their hands on it, 'cause I just don't have that kind of jurisdiction."
"I've already got it. I didn't wanna say something in front of the cop." She says making
Deanlaughs." I stole it off the lawyer's desk. I just had to see it for myself."
"All right." He says and all three of them leave.
On the street 'Zack'is sitting on a bench across the street from a house. He watches an Asian man come out of the house with his wife.
"Why do they always have to send you?" The woman says.
"Because I'm the best." The man replies.
"I know. That's why i want you to stay home."
"It's just Kansas City. I'll be home tomorrow night and make it up to you."
They kiss and the man gets in his car and drives away. 'Zack'watches the woman go back in the house. He smiles wickedly, and his eyes glint silver for a moment, before returning to normal.
~Rebecca's House.~
In the living room the brothers and Rebecca are watching the security footage. Jules is taking a nap on the couch.
" Here he comes." She says
The tape shows Zack entering his house.
Dean notices the timestamp."22:04, that's just after ten. You said time of death was about 10:30."
" Our lawyers hired some kind of video expert. He says the tape's authentic. It wasn't tampered with. "
Sam seems to notice something on the tape.
"Hey, Bec, can we take those beers now?"
"Oh, sure." She gets up to go to the kitchen.
" Hey." Dean calls and she turns around."Maybe some sandwiches, too?"
"What do you think this is, Hooters?" She leaves the room.
"I wish." He replies and walks over to Sam. "What is it?"
"Check this out."He rewinds the tape, then replays it. One of the frames shows Zacklooking directly at the camera but his eyes are silver.
Sampauses the tape.
"Well, maybe it's just a camera flare." Dean says.
"That's not like any camera flare I've ever seen. You know, a lot of cultures believe that a photograph can catch a glimpse of the soul."
" Right."
"Remember that dog that was freakin' out? Maybe he saw this thing. Maybe this is some kind of dark double of Zack's, something that looks like him but isn't him."
"Like a Doppelganger."
"Yeah. It'd sure explain how he was two places at once." He theorizes.
Back at the house the Asian man reenters his home and calls to his wife.
" Honey, it's me. Flight cancelled at the last minute." He sets down his briefcase and keys and looks around. "I called. Why didn't you answer?"
He gets noresponse. "Lindsay?" He looks around.
"Lindsay?" He turns around and sees blood spattered on the wall."Lindsay?!" He opens the door to a nearby room and finds Lindsay. She is tied in a chair, beaten and bloody. The man rushes over to her and takes the gag out of her mouth."It's ok, Lindsay, it's me."
" Please, don't hurt me anymore! Leave me alone!"
The man looks at her, confused. He hears a noise in the other room and leaves. In the living room, the man looks around. Suddenly, he turns and sees himself, standing there with a baseball bat. The man is puzzled. The double's eyes glint silver, and he hits the man over the head with the bat and he drops unconscious.
Back at Zack's house Dean and Sampark their car behind the house and get out. Jules is in the car waiting. Dean tried to get her to stay with Rebecca but the child refused and started to cry so they had no choice but to take her along.
" Alright, so what are we doin' here at 5:30 in the morning?"
"I realized something. The videotape shows the killer goin' in, but not comin' out." Sam says.
"So, he came out the back door?" Dean eans against the hood of his car.
" Right. So, there should be a trail to follow. A trail the police would never pursue."
" 'Cause they think the killer never left. And they caught your friend Zack inside. I still don't know what we're doin' here at 5:30 in the morning."
Samlooks around the outside of the building, and notices blood smeared on a nearby telephone pole. "Blood. Somebody came this way."
"Yeah, but the trail ends. I don't see anything over here."
Suddenly an ambulance drives past them, and they exchange a look.
The three Winchesters observe the scene. The Asian man is handcuffed and is stepping into a police car.
Dean asks a nearby woman."What happened?"
"He tried to kill his wife. Tied her up and beat her."
She informs them.
"Really?"
" I used to see him going to work in the morning. He'd wave, say hello. He seemed like such a nice guy."
They watch the man get taken away.
LaterSamis on the side of the house, looking around. He looks inside two garbage cans but finds nothing. He moves to the front of the house, where Dean comes behind him with Jules.
"Hey.Remember when I said this wasn't our kind of problem?" He asks.
"Yeah."
"Definitely our kind of problem."
"What'd you find out?" Sam asks.
"Well, I just talked to the patrolman who was first on the scene, heard this guy, Alex's story.
Apparently the dude was driving home from a business trip when his wife was attacked."
"So, he was two places at once."
"Exactly. Then he sees himself in the house, police think he's a nutjob."
"Two dark doubles attacking loved ones in exactly the same way."
"Could be the same thing doin' it, too. "
Sam thinks for a second. "Shapeshifter?" Dean shrugs."Something that can make itself look like anyone?"
"Every culture in the world has a shapeshifter lore. You know, legends of creatures who can transform themselves into animals or other men."
" Right, skinwalkers, werewolves."
"We've got two attacks within blocks of each other. I'm guessin' we've got a shapeshifter prowlin' the neighborhood."
"Let me ask you this—in all this shapeshifter lore, can any of them fly?" Sam questions.
"Not that I know of."
"I picked up a trail here. Someone ran out the back of this building and headed off this way."
"Just like your friend's house."
"Yeah. And, just like at Zack's house, the trail suddenly ends. I mean, whatever it is just disappeared."
"Well, there's another way to go—down."
They look down and notice a manhole.
Dean puts Jules in the car before he and Samclimb down the manhole and look around.
"I bet this runs right by Zack's house, too. The shapeshifter could be using the sewer system to get around." Sam says.
"I think you're right. Look at this."
They bend down and examine a pile of blood and skin on the ground. They are both disgusted.
" Is this from his victims?"
Deantakes out a pocketknife and holds up some of the skin.
" You know, I just had a sick thought. When the shapeshifter changes shape—maybe it sheds." Dean says.
"That is sick. " Deanputs the bloody pile back on the ground.
Back at the car Deanopens the trunk and takes out some weapons.
"Well, one thing I learned from Dad, is that no matter what kind of shapeshifter it is, there's one sure way to kill it."
" Silver bullet to the heart." Sam finishes.
"That's right."
Sam's cell phone rings and he answers it.
"This is Sam."
" Where are you?" Rebecca is on the other line.
"We're near Zack's, we're just checkin' some things out."
"Well, look, Sam, just stop, 'cause I really don't need your help anymore."
"What are you talkin' about?"
"I told the lawyers that we went to the crime scene."
Sam scoffs. "Why would you do that?"
"Well, I told them that we were with a police officer. And they checked it out, and they told me that there is no Detective Dean Winchester."
" Bec—" He tries to say.
"No, I don't understand why you would lie to me about something like that."
"We're tryin' to help."
"Oh, trying to help? Do you realize that that was a sealed crime scene? This could have just ruined Zack's case."
"Bec, I'm sorry, but—"
"No, goodbye, Sam." She hangs up.
Deanwalks over to his brother who looks disappointed.
"I hate to say it, but that's exactly what I'm talkin' about. You lie to your friends because if they knew the real you, they'd be freaked. It's just—it'd be easier if—" Dean says
"If I was like you."
"Hey, man, like it or not, we are not like other people. But I'll tell you one thing. This whole gig—it ain't without perks." He holds up a gun. Samtakes it and puts it in the back of his jeans.
Dean walks over to the car where Jules is waiting.
"Alright Bug we'll be right back but if anything happens you have my phone okay."
"I know daddy." Jules says.
Dean gives her a kiss before the brothers go back to manhole.
~Sewer~
Deanand Sam are looking around with their flashlights and guns.
"I think we're close to its lair." Dean says.
"Why do you say that?" Sam asks.
"Because there's another puke-inducing pile next to your face."
Sam turns and sees another pile of blood and skin on a nearby pipeand is disgusted."Oh, God!"
They look around the area and see a pile of clothes in a corner.
"Looks like it's lived here for a while."
"Who knows how many murders he's gotten away with?" Samturns and sees the shapeshifter, still in the form of the Asian man, standing behind
Dean.
"Dean!"
The older man turns and gets punched by the shapeshifter. He falls to the ground, and the shapeshifter runs away. Samshoots after it a few times but misses. He moves over to Dean.
"Get the son of a bitch!"
The brothers run away, following the shapeshifter.
On the street the shapeshifter comes out of the manhole and runs away. Seconds later, Sam and Deancome out and look around.
"All right, let's split up." Sam says.
"All right, I'll meet you around the other side."
"All right."
They walk away in separate directions.
In an Alley Dean is looking around, with his gun drawn frantically looking around.
In the street Sam is also searching, while keeping his gun inside his jacket.
On the street corner Samis waiting when Deancomes up behind him.
"Hey." Sam turns around. "Anything?"
"No. He's gone."
"All right, let's get back to the car."
Samcrosses the street first but Deanstops, waiting for a passing car to drive by. As the car passes, Dean's eyes momentarily glow silver.
Back at the car Juliette is asleep in the front seat with the music on. She is hugging her toy.
"You think he found another way underground?" Sam ask speaking quietly as to not wake the sleeping child.
"Yeah, probably. You got the keys?"
Sam stops and thinks before turning around.
"Hey, didn't Dad once face a shapeshifter in San Antonio?"
"Oh, that was Austin. It turned out not to be a shapeshifter, it was a thought form. A psychic projection, remember?" 'Dean' says.
"Oh, right. Here ya go." He throws the shapeshifter the keys and walks away. The shapeshifter opens the trunk and observes all the weapons. He laughs. "Don't move!" The shapeshifter turns and sees Sam pointing the gun at him."What have you done with him?"
"Dude, chill. It's me, all right?" 'Dean' says.
" No, I don't think so. Where's my brother?"
"You're about to shoot him. Sam, calm down."
"You caught those keys with your left. Your shoulder was hurt."
"Yeah, it's better. What do you want me to do, cry?"
"You're not my brother."
"Why don't you pull the trigger, then? Hm? 'Cause you're not sure. Dude, you know me."
"Don't."
The shapeshifter pauses before hitting
Samtwice with a crowbar whofalls to the ground.
Sam wakes up in a dingy, dusty room. His neck and hands are bound to a wooden post. He doesn't know how much time has passed when the shapeshifter walks over to him and backhands him causing him togroan.
"Where is he? Where's Dean?" He demands to know.
"I wouldn't worry about him. I'd worry about you."
"Where is he?"
"You don't really wanna know." He chuckles. "I swear, the more I learn about you and your family—I thought I came from a bad background."
"What do you mean, learn?"
The shapeshifter stops andgrabs his head in pain and grimaces. Samlooks at the shapeshifter, confused. The shapeshifter relaxes and looks at Sam.
"He's sure got issues with you. You got to go to college. He had to stay home, raise a kid, Imean, I had to stay home. With Dad. You don't think I had dreams of my own? But Dad needed me. Where the hell were you?" It says.
"Where is my brother?"
The shapeshifter leans in close to Sam. "I am your brother. See, deep down, I'm just jealous. You got friends. You could have a life. Me? I know I'm a freak. And sooner or later, everybody's gonna leave me." He backs away.
"What are you talkin' about?"
"You left. Hell, I did everything Dad asked me to, and he ditched me, too. No explanation, nothin', just poof. Left me with your sorry ass. Even Jules is gonna grow up someday and leave. But, still, this life? It's not without its perks." He laughs. "I meet the nicest people. Like little Becky. You know, Dean would bang her if he had the chance. Let's see what happens." He smiles and covers Sam with a sheet."
The Shifter walks to toward the impala where he sees the sleeping five year old. He smiles and knocks on the glass gently waking the girl.
"Impala 67." He says and the child smiles before unlocking the door.
"Did I do good daddy?" Jules asks.
"You did great bug. Now buckle up we're gonna visit a friend." 'Dean' says.
The girl looks around "where is uncle Sammy?"
"He is tied up right now but don't worry about him."
Juliette doesn't question her father, the double meaning going over her head and allows Dean to buckle her in shotgun. She is excited since it's been a while she hasn't ridden shotgun, since Sam came back.
~Rebecca's House~
There is a knock at the door, and Rebecca comes downstairs to open it. It is the shapeshifter, still in the form of Dean with Jules in his arms.
"Oh. Hi." She says.
"I know what you're gonna say." 'Dean' says.
"Oh, you do?"
"Well, no, not exactly. But I can take a guess. Get off my porch?"
She laughs. "That's about right."
"I admit it, we lied. Thought I'd try to explain myself. Sam told me not to come, but, you know, I thought, what the hell, I have to try." He smiles.
~Unknown location~
Samis trying to get out of his ropes but fails.
"Damn it."
Suddenly he hears movement in another area of the room, and he hears someone coughing.
"That better be you, Sam, and not that freak of nature."
Sam hears and laughs.
"Yeah, it's me." He replies.
Deanmanages to uncover himself from the sheet and starts to undo his ropes.
"He went to Rebecca's, lookin' like you." Sam says.
"Well, he's not stupid. He picked the handsome one." Samgives him a confused look, then continues to work through his ropes.
~Rebecca's House~
Back at the houseRebecca and the shapeshifter are sitting in front of the fireplace. She allowed Dean to put Jules in one of the bedrooms after the girl feel asleep.
"So, you're saying that there's something out there that made itself look like my brother." Rebecca says.
"Mmhmm."
"What'd you call it?"
"A shapeshifter." His answer causes Rebecca to laugh and roll her eyes. "Yeah, maybe we're crazy. But what if we're not? I mean, look, you said it yourself that Zack was in two places at once.
Now, tell me how that can happen."
"Okay, so, this thing—it can make itself look like anybody?"
"That's right."
"Well, what is it, like a genetic freak?"
The shapeshifter laughs. "Maybe. Evolution is about mutation, right? So, maybe this thing was born human but was different. Hideous and hated. Until he learned to become someone else."
Thiscauses Rebecca to lookaround, uncomfortable. The shapeshifter's eyes glint silver, and he smiles.
~Unknown location~
Dean and Samare still working their way out of their ropes.
"Yeah, that's the thing. He didn't just look like you, he was you. Or he was becoming you." Sam says.
Finally Dean works his way out of the ropes.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't know, it was like he was downloading your thoughts and memories."
"You mean, like the Vulcan mind meld?"
"Yeah, somethin' like that. I mean, maybe that's why he doesn't just kill us."
Deangets up and walks over to his brother.
"Maybe he needs to keep us alive. Psychic connection." He starts untying Sam's ropes."
"Hands. Yeah. Come on, we gotta go. He's probably at Rebecca's already."
In the Alley Deanand Samclimb out a window and onto the street.
"He took the car and Jules." Dean says in a panic.
"I'm sure she's fine. Besides if he went to
Rebecca's then chances are he took Jules there to. Come on. We gotta find a phone, call the police." Sam says.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. You're gonna put an APB out on me. Dean ask and
Samshrugs.
"Sorry."
"This way." They start running down the street.
~Rebecca's House.~
"It's funny. I kind of understand him. He's all alone—close to no one. All he wants is for someone to love him. He's like me." Rebecca looks very uncomfortable as the Shifter speaks.. "You know, everybody needs a little human touch now and then. It's so hard to be different." He tucks herhair behind her ear, she shrugs away.
"You should go." The shapeshifter leans in and whispers something in her ear which causes her tolookhorrified and she stands up."You are disgusting, just get the hell out of here!"
"Rebecca, just calm down." He stands up.
"Calm down? What is wrong with you?"
"What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you?"
Rebecca walks to the phone."I'm calling the police."
The shapeshifter walks over to her and throws the phone to the floor. She screams and tries to run away, but he trips her and she falls to the ground. He straddles her legs and begins tying her hands with the telephone cord.
"Give me your hands!" He demands as she continues to scream. "Shut up!"
Not long after the shifter have moved Rebecca to a bedroom where sheis tied in a chair, beaten and bloody. Thankfully Jules is still asleep in another bedroom unaware of what is going on.
"You're a nice girl, Rebecca. I mean, I liked you. Believe me, that makes this harder." He holds up a knife and examines it. "But I gotta do what I gotta do." He moves towards her.
Suddenly, they hear a crash come from another room of the house. Rebecca screams but the shapeshifter covers her mouth and holds the knife to her throat."Shh."
In the hallway. The S.W.A.T. team is searching the house. While their backs are turned, the shapeshifter crosses the hall and goes into another room.
In the second bedroom. The shapeshifter enters and closes the door, looking around frantically. He moves to a set of doors leading out to a balcony. Just as he opens the doors, the S.W.A.T team enters.
"Freeze! Drop the knife! Drop the knife! Drop the knife!"
The shapeshifter throws the knife at the police officer, and the rest of the team begins shooting.
The shapeshifter kicks one of the men, then goes outside and jumps off the balcony, onto the grass below."Come on! Come on! Go! Go!" The shapeshifter runs away, while the team continues to shoot and miss him several times.
In the sewer the shapeshifter stops walking, looking weak. He takes off his jacket and shirt, then falls to his knees. He groans and screams in pain as he continues to shed his skin.
On the streetDeanand Samare standing in front of a store window, watching a news report that is being shown on a display of televisions.
"An anonymous tip led police to a home in the Central West End, where a S.W.A.T team discovered a local woman bound and gagged. Her attacker, a white male, approximately twenty-four to thirty years of age, was discovered hiding in her home." The reporter says as a sketch of Deanappears on the screen.
"Man! That's not even a good picture."
Sam looks around cautiously. "It's good enough."
He walks away.
"Man!." He follows SAM.
Back in the Alley the brothers are walking whenDeansteps into a puddle.
"Come on.They said attempted murder. At least we know—" Sam says.
"I didn't kill her. But they didn't mention anything about Jules."
"We'll check with Rebecca in the morning, see if she's all right and maybe in all the chaos Jules is still with her."
"All right, but first I wanna find that handsome devil and kick the holy crap out of him." They stop walking.
"We have no weapons. No silver bullets."
"Sam, the guy's walkin' around with my face and with my daughter, okay, it's a little personal, I wanna find him." Dean says
"Okay. Where do we look?"
"Well, we could start with the sewers."
"We have no weapons. He stole our guns, we need more.The car?"
"I'm bettin' he drove over to Rebecca's."
"The news said he fled on foot. I bet it's still parked there." Sam says.
"The thought of him drivin' my car." Dean says, upset.
All right, come on." They start walking.
"It's killin' me."
"Let it go."
~Rebecca's 's House.~
Deanand Samwalk around the side of the house and see the impala is parked there.
Dean is relieved"Oh, there she is! Finally, something went right tonight."Suddenly a police car appears and parks next to Dean's car."Oh, crap." They turn around, but another police car is parked a few yards away."This way, this way." He moves towards a fence.
"You go. I'll hold 'em off." Sam says.
"What are you talking about? They'll catch you."
"Look, they can't hold me. Just go, keep out of sight. Meet me at Rebecca's."
Dean starts to climb over the fence when Sam call "Dean." Hestops and turns around. "Stay out of the sewers alone." Deansays nothing and hops over the fence."I mean it!"
"Yeah, yeah!"
As Dean disappears a Police Officer spots Sam
"Don't move! Keep your hands where I can see 'em." Samraises his hands in the air.
At the carDeanis getting weapons from the trunk.
"I'm sorry, Sam. But you know me—I just can't wait." He closes the trunk and walks away.
Dean enters the sewer andis looking around. He comes across a chamber filled with candles and chains. Revolting piles of skin and blood are on the floor. He hears a noise and moves to another area of the sewer where hesees a large figure covered with a sheet. He removes it and sees Rebecca. Her hands and feet are bound together with rope.)
"Rebecca?"
~Rebecca's 's House.~
Samis sitting, having a beer. He is talking with the shapeshifter, who is in the form of Rebecca.
"So, say this shapeshifter is real. By the way, you know you're crazy? But, um, say it is real. How do you stop it?" 'Rebecca' asks as she replaces Sam's empty beer bottle with a new one.
"Thanks." He sighs."Silver bullet to the heart. Also thanks for looking after Juliette for me." She chuckles.
"No problem but you know, you are crazy." She hits him over the head with the empty bottle and he falls over, unconscious. The shapeshifter's eyes momentarily glow silver.
In the SewerDeanis untying Rebecca's ropes.
"What happened?" He asks.
Rebecca is crying"I was walking home, and everything just went white. Someone hit me over the head, and I wound up here just in time to see that thing turn into me. I don't know, how is that even possible?"
"Okay, okay. It's okay." He finishes untying her.
"Come on. Can you walk?" She nods. "Okay, we've gotta hurry. Sam went to see you."
~Rebecca's 's House.~
The shapeshifter has changed back into the form of Dean ashe finishes tying up Sam's hands and feet, then starts walking around the kitchen.
"What are you gonna do to me?" Sam ask.
"Oh, I'm not gonna do anything. Dean will, though."
"They'll never catch him."
"Oh, doesn't matter. Murder in the first of his own brother? He'll be hunted the rest of his life." The Shifter says as he picks up a sharp knife and examines it.
"I must say, I will be sorry to lose this skin. Your brother's got a lot of good qualities. You should appreciate him more than you do." He pours himself a drink."Cheers." He takes a drink, then picks up the knife from the kitchen and sticks it into the edge of the pool table.
Samlifts his legs and kicks the shapeshifter, who falls to the ground then quickly sits up and moves his hands up and down on the blade of the knife. The ropes break apart. The shapeshifter gets up, and Samtakes the knife and swings at him. The shapeshifter grabs Sams arm in mid-swing and twists it making himfallto the ground. "Oh, you son of a bitch." He and
Samstart to fight. Samtries to pin himdown."Not bad, little brother."
"You're not him." Sam says as they continue to fight. The shapeshifter finally throws Saminto a bookshelf. It falls apart, and books fall on top of Sam.
"Even when we were kids, I always kicked your ass." 'Dean' says. He grabs a pool cue and swings at Sambut misses and hits a light fixture. After fighting for several more minutes, they fall onto a coffee table. The shapeshifter pins Samto the floor and starts to choke him.
"Hey!" A voice says.The shapeshifter sees the real Dean and gets off of Sam. Dean aims his gun at the shapeshifter and shoots him in the heart twice. The shapeshifter falls to the ground, dead. Rebecca enters and sees Samon the floor.
"Sam!" She rushes over to him. Deanwalks to the shapeshifter's body and notices him wearing his necklace. He yanks it from around the shapeshifter's neck and nods knowingly at Samand Rebecca.
Once he is sure they are okay he heads up to the room Rebecca said Jules was in. Opening the door he see the girl asleep hugging her toy ladybug. Dean has never been more thankful his daughter sleeps like the dead. He sighs then moves to lay next to her on the bed and passes out.
The next morning Dean and Jules areby the car, looking at a map as Rebecca and Samcome outside.
"So, this is what you do? You and your brother—you hunt down these kinds of things?" She asks.
"Yeah, pretty much."
"I can't believe it. I mean, I saw it with my own eyes. And, I mean, does everybody at school—nobody knows that you do this?"
"No."
"Did Jessica know?"
Samlooks thoughtful. "No, she didn't."
"Must be lonely."
Oh, no. No, it's not so bad. Anyway, what can I do? It's my family." Sam says causing her to laugh.
"Well, you know, Zack and me, and everybody at school—we really miss you." She hugs him.
" Yeah, me too." He says as they pull away.
"Well, will you call sometime?"
"It might not be for a little while."
Rebecca nods and waves goodbye to Dean and Jules, who wave back, and she goes back inside the house. Samwalks over to the car.
"So, what about your friend, Zack?" Dean asks.
"Cops are blamin' this Dean Winchester guy for Emily's murder. They found the murder weapon in the guy's lair, Zack's clothes stained with her blood. Now they're thinking maybe the surveillance tape was tampered with. Yeah, Becca says Zack will be released soon." He smiles. Deanrolls his eyes and gets in the car.
" Sorry, man." Dean says while driving.
"About what?"
"I really wish things could be different, you know? I wish you could just be….Joe College."
"No, that's okay. You know, the truth is, even at Stanford, deep down, I never really fit in." Sam says.
"Well, that's 'cause you're a freak."
"Yeah, thanks."
"Well, I'm a freak, too. I'm right there with ya, all the way." Sam laughs.
"Yeah, I know you are." Sam agrees.
"You know, I gotta say—I'm sorry I'm gonna miss it."
"Miss what?"
"How many chances am I gonna have to see my own funeral?" He and Samsmile at each other as they continue to drive.