( LITTLE BIG WORLD )

EXPO ROOM
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      Dean and Elena approache Deputy Brice Graham at one of the vendor tables. "Agent. Are you looking for some teeny-weeny handcuffs to slap on some paws?" Brice asks.

      "I think we got off on the wrong foot." Dean admits.

       "Right. How's that, exactly?"

       "Well, this investigation that my partners and I are here on, it's—it's big. And, uh, we're looking for some local help—you know, someone who's not ah—not afraid to talk shop with the big boys back in D.C. Think that might be something you'd be interested in?"

       "Might be. What can I do?" Brice asks.

       "Well, first of all, I'm gonna need you to be totally straight with us." Elena says. "Is there any footage of the attack—anything?"

       "Sheriff Cuse changed the password on the server yesterday. It's got the live feed from the traffic camera across the street from where that first vic got attacked. When I went to go check the footage, sheriff said he'd do it himself."

      "Did he say why?" Dean asks.

       "But, you know, sheriff's a-a straight shooter. I'm sure he had his reasons." Brice says.

       "I'm sure he did. All right, well, I appreciate the cooperation, Deputy, and, uh, when I need you, I'll come find you, okay?" Dean says.

       "All right." Brice says.

       "All right."

LODGE
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      Donna, getting some air, sees Sheriff Cuse crouched over the body of Sheriff Goodhill with his vampire teeth out. She hides behind the porch pillar and freaks out while Cuse runs away.

      Meanwhile, Dean and Jody are talking at the reception desk. "Animal attack, my ass. You seen Sheriff Cuse around?" Dean asks.

      "Not since the expo." Jody says.

       "Yeah, me neither." Dean says.

       "How you doing, kiddo

       "Me?" Dean asks. "Fantastic. Why?"

       "Word 'round the campfire is you went off the rez a couple months back." Jody says.

       "That right? You and Sam been passing notes during class?" Dean asks. "It's nothing I can't handle."

       "Just sayin'. I make a mean bowl of chowder if you ever need to talk." Jody says.

       "I appreciate that." Dean says as Sam walks up to them.

      "Hey." Sam says.

       "You got something?" Dean asks.

       "Uh, well, there was something. I hacked into the surveillance server, but the files had been deleted." Sam says.

       "I thought you said that sheriff Cuse was the only one who had access to those files." Jody says.

      "Um, hi." Sam says.

       "Hi. Jody, can we talk a sec?" Donna asks. "Alone?"

       "Yeah, we'll go—we'll go look around." Dean says as he, Elena, and Sam leave.

       "Okay, first of all, back there, I was wrong to butt in. I know it hurt you, and I'm—I'm sorry." Jody says.

       "What? Oh. Yah. 'Quit being a doormat'." Donna rambles. "Yah. I hear ya, Jody. It's okay. We're okay. Only... There's something else I can't quite wrap my head around. You ever think there are things out there—things that...don't end up on the police blotter?"

       "Can you give me some specifics?" Jody asks.

       "Yeah. Okay. Uh, well, I was—I was kinda far away, so maybe I didn't see it right, but what I think I saw... were teeth." Donna taps her own teeth. "It was Sheriff Cuse. I saw him standing over Sheriff Goodhill's body, and his mouth was full of... Shark teeth, like some kind of..."

      "Monster?" Jody asks.

       "You think I'm crazy." Donna says.

       "Not at all. Did he see you?

       "No. I hid—like a chump. You really believe me?" She asks.

       "Yeah. So will those guys from the FBI." Jody says.

        "If you say so. Hey. Yesterday, I saw Cuse taking his stuff into a room down the hall from mine." Donna says. "Must have been...304."

       Jody pulls out her phone and dials. She listens to Sam's voice on the voicemail recording.

       "This is Agent Frehley. Leave me a message."

       "Sam, Cuse is our guy. Donna said she saw him check in to 304. Hit me back." Jody says.

       "What now?" Donna asks. "Just let the locals handle it?"

       "Oh, trust me—the locals should not handle this."

LODGE HALLWAY
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      Donna and Jody break into Sheriff Cuse's room and start snooping around. "Look at all this sunblock. You'd think he's at the Copacabana or somethin'." Donna whispers.

       "I'll explain later." Jody says. Someone starts jiggling the doorknob from the hallway. Jody pulls out a machete.

       Donna pulls out her gun. "What the heck is that for?!" She asks as Sam, Elena, and Dean burst in.

      "Whoa. Whoa. Got your voicemail." Sam says.

      "Sheriff Cuse is a vampire." Jody says at the same time Donna says:

      "She just pulled out a machete.

      "Donna saw his teeth." Jody says.

       "What the cuss?! A vampire?!" Donna exclaims.

      Dean turns to Jody. "You want to give her the talk?" He asks.

       Sam, Elena, Dean, Jody, and Donna discuss next options for the hunt. "Heck. Just...Heck." Donna says.

      "We good?" Dean asks.

       "Wait. So, when we were at the weight-loss spa—" Donna starts.

       "Monsters. Sucking on your fat. We took care of them." Donna says.

       "Ah, jeez. I knew losing 10 pounds that fast was too good to be true." She pulls the note from Cuse's hotel room and hands it to Sam. "Here. Maybe this is where sheriff...vampire went."

       "It could be anything." Dean says as Sam puts the address into mapquest. "What do you got?"

       "Looks like it's an old farm outside of town." Sam says.

       "Could be something." Elena says.

       "And it's the only lead we got." Donna says.

       "'We'?" Sam asks. "All due respect, Sheriff, but vampires are far more dangerous than the johns you throw in jail."

       "You're gonna sit this one out." Dean says.

       "Stuff you, Dean! Or whatever your real name is." Donna says.

       "Hanscum's good." Jody says.

       "Jody—" Sam starts.

       Jody cuts Sam off. "I said she's good." She says sternly.

       "Okay. All right. But you're staying back. We're taking the lead, okay?" Dean says as everyone piles into the Impala.

OLD FARM
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      Dean distributes weapons from the trunk, and they proceed toward the buildings. "If you're gonna swing, swing hard. With vamps, head's gotta roll." He says.

      "Got it." Donna says.

       Sam peeks in a window, sees Sheriff Cuse. When he looks back, Cuse is gone only to pop up in the window right in Sam's face. "Run!" Cuss yells. Everyone gets jumped and knocked unconscious. Sam struggles and the homeless girl from the beginning, Starr talks to him

      "Well, hi, there, sunflower."

      Jody, Sam, Elena, Donna, and Dean are all tied up around the barn. "It's all love, pretty boy. All of you will become all of us. We won't waste one bit." Starr says.

       "Okay, Mufasa, enough with the 'Circle of Life' crap. You're a vampire." Dean says.

       "Mm-hmm

       "You're scum. End of story." Dean says as Starr starts to take off his belt. "Yeah, I'm not in the mood."

       "Wait—it's not enough that you kill people. You've got to rob them, too?" Jody asks.

       "We scavenge. We don't sip and go. We use every part of the buffalo." Starr says.

       "And to think I gave you lunch money." Jody says.

       "But you came in time for dinner."

       "Starr, please, let them go. I helped you out. I-I ditched that video o-of Catfish killing that man." Len says.

       "We didn't want favors, Len. We wanted you." Starr says.

       "What use am I now?" Len asks. "I don't even kill people. I-I'm on bagged blood."

       "Uh, I beg your pardon? I saw you with your vampire face standing over Sheriff Goodhill." Donna says.

       "No, no, I-I-I found her. I—I s-smelled her blood. I-I couldn't help my—my fangs. But I didn't bite."

       "Well, aren't you a hero." Elena says sarcastically.

       "It's your nature to eat people. A vampire who doesn't feed is like a—like a..." Starr starts.

       "Tiger eating salad." A Man says.

        "We're not gonna stop, Len. We'll take down every person in your sweet, little Hibbing till you come back to the nest." She says.

       "So, what'd you do, Len? You, uh, break up Burning Man?" Sam asks.

       "More like Woodstock. Len found me crying on the curb after my daddy kicked me out. I got in Len's van, and the rest is wavy gravy." Starr says.

       "So, what—Len's like your Charlie Manson?"

       "Ohhh. Charlie couldn't hold a candle to Len. He taught us everything." Starr says.

       "Yeah, I'm sure it was all Kombucha and Kumbaya." Dean says.

       "Liberating is what it was. And then, one day, poof! Len's gone." Starr says.

        "Till he landed his photo in the paper. Stupid." A Man says.

        "For running a police retreat, of all things. You didn't just go straight. You became a damn cop." Starr says. "Now, that is wild, man. Are you feeling dirty, Len? 'Cause we're about to have ourselves a bloodbath."

       "Don't you want to know why I left?" Len asks.

       "I already know why. You got boring."

        "I got a conscience." He says.

       "Oh?" Starr questions.

       "Prey that begged for their lives—I-it was like even if I used every part, like I taught you, I mean, it's still wrong." Len says.

        "So you walked away." Sam says.

       "I tried to protect people. After so many years of...gutting them." Len says. "That's why I'm here. I'll join your bloody caravan... If it means you won't kill these people."

       "We aren't killing anyone. You are." Starr says.

       "You don't have to do this." Jody says.

       "Kiss my ass." Len says.

        "Mm. We love you, brother. But we don't know who you are anymore." Starr beheads Len. "Can't say we didn't try."

      Dean breaks free and takes out two vamps. "Unh!" He grunts as Starr hisses in Jody's face.

      Donna also breaks free and beheads Starr as she's about to bite Jody. "Hakuna matata, lady." She says.

      "Now, that's what I'm talking about." Dean says.

      Jody and Donna stand at the hood of the Impala talking. Dean, Elena, and Sam stand at the trunk. The camera moves back and forth between them, their conversations paralleling each other. "You okay?" Donna asks.

       "Yeah. Other than feeling like I want to hurl, sure." Donna says.

      "Hey." Sam says.

      "I just...chopped off...a vampire's head." Donna says.

       "You were great at that." Jody says.

       "Thanks."

       "You good?" Sam asks.

        "Yeah. Yeah, you know, for the first time I've been back, I didn't feel like the Mark was pushing me." Dean says.

        "First time?" Elena asks.

       "Knowing that these things are out there makes the world seem—I don't know—bigger...darker." Donna says.

       "All I know is, back there, killing those vamps... I felt like me again." Dean says.

       "All right. So, that's...good, right?" Elena asks.

       "Yeah." He says.

       "You know, if you want any pointers on how to fight this crazy crap, I'm willing to fill you in—you know, what kills what." Jody says.

       "I'd like that." Donna says.

       "Okay. Well, let's go with that." Sam says. Everyone piles into the Impala again. Dean has a moment where he feels his mark.