"...And I say we're going back – now!" Tamara yells at us after we made it back to her house and had Walter tied up in the other room under the Devil's Trap. "Just hold on a second!" Sam said to her. "I left my husband bloody on the floor!" Tamara shouts at us.

"Okay, we understand that, but we can't go back." I said to her, firmly. "Fine. Then you stay. But I'm heading back to that bar." She growls. "I'll go with her." Dean said and I look over at him. "It's suicide, Dean!" I shout at him. "So what? I'm dead already!" He yells back at me.

"How you gonna kill 'em? Can't shoot 'em. You can't stab 'em. They're not just gonna wait in line to get exorcised!" Sam shouts. "I don't care!" Tamara screams. "We don't even know how many of them there are!" I yelled at her. "Yeah, we do." Bobby said as he comes into the room, holding a book.

"There's seven. Do you have any idea who we're up against?" He asked us. "No. Who?" Dean asked. "The seven deadly sins, live and in the flesh!" Bobby said and my jaw drops at this and Dean grins.

"What's in the box?!" He exclaims and all of us stare at him. "Brad Pitt? Se7en? No?" Dean asked us as everyone gives him a disapproving look. "Time and place, Dean." I said as Bobby tosses him a book. "What's this?" Dean asked him. "Binsfeld's Classification of Demons. In 1589, Binsfeld ID'd the seven sins – not just as human vices but as actual devils." Bobby replied.

"The family – they were touched by Sloth. And the shopper..." I said and Bobby nods. "That's Envy's doing – the customer we got in the next room. I couldn't suss it out at first, until Isaac. He was touched with an awful Gluttony." He said. "I don't give a rat's ass if they're the Three Stooges or the Four Tops! I'm gonna slaughter every last one of them!" Tamara shouts.

"We already did it your way. You burst in there half-cocked and look what happened! These demons haven't been topside in half a millennium! We're talking medieval, Dark Ages! We've never faced anything close to this! So we are gonna take a breath...And figure out what our next move is!" Bobby shouts at her and they stare at each other.

"I am sorry for your loss." Bobby said, quietly, to her. Tamara, emotional, walks out of the room and the boys and I look at each other.

"So you know who I am, huh?" Envy asked us as he chuckles while we enter the room. "We do. We're not impressed." Bobby spat at him.

"Why are you here? What are you after?" Sam asked Envy, who doesn't respond. "He asked you a question. What do you want?" Dean growls and Envy chuckles condescendingly; Dea  opens a flask of holy water and splashes him, making him scream.

"We already have...what we want." He said, panting. "What's that?" I asked him. "We're out. We're free. Thanks to you, my kind are everywhere. I am legion, for we are many." Envy said then he laughs again. "So me, I'm just celebrating. Having a little fun." He said.

"Fun?" Sam asked. "Yeah. Fun. See, some people crochet. Others golf. Me? I like to see people's insides...on their outside." Envy sneers. "I'm gonna put you down like a dog." Tamara growls at him. "Please. You really think you're better than me." Envy laughs. "Which one of you can cast the first stone, huh? What about you, Dean? You're practically a, a walking billboard of gluttony and lust." He said and Dean nods, in acknowledgement.

"And Tamara. All that wrath. Oohh." Envy said and he tongue clicks. "It's the reason you and Isaac became hunters in the first place, isn't it? It's so much easier to...drink in the rage than to face what really happened all those years ago." Envy said. Face twisted in anger, Tamara smacks him, hard, twice, until Dean and Bobby pull her back.

"My point exactly. And you call us sins. We're not sins, man. We are natural human instinct. And you can repress and deny us all you want, but the truth is, you are just animals. Horny...greedy...hungry...violent animals. And you know what? You'll be slaughtered like animals, too." Envy said and we look around at everyone .

"The others – they're coming for me." He said as he smiles around at us. "Maybe. But they're not gonna find you...'cause you'll be in hell." I said to him and he looks taken aback. "Someone send this clown packing." I said and Tamara steps forward. "My pleasure." She said and she begins reading from the book. As she continues, we leave and Envy screams.

"I don't think we're gonna have to worry about hunting them." Bobby said after we go into the other room. "What does that mean?" Sam asked. "I think maybe this joker's right. They're gonna be hunting us. And they're not gonna quit easy." Bobby said to him.

"You guys, why don't you take Tamara and head for the hills? I'll stay back, slow them down, buy you a little time." Dean said to us and Sam and I turn to him. "You're insane, Dean. Just forget about it, okay?" Sam said.
"Sam's right." I said as Bobby nods. "There's six of them, guys. We're outmanned, we're outgunned. We'll be dead by dawn." Dean said to us.

"Maybe, but...there's no place to run that they won't find us." Bobby said. "Look, if we're going down, we're going down together, all right?" I said to them. "Well let's not make it easy for them." Dean said.

From the other room, Envy gives a final scream and the house shakes and a gust blows out the candles. Tamara slams the book shut and comes into the room with the rest of us. "Demon's out of the guy." She said. "And the guy?" Sam asked her. "He didn't make it." Tamara said, coldly.

Later, Dean was seated on the floor with a row of candles behind him, loading a shotgun. Sam was across the room filling flasks with holy water and I was in the middle of the room, helping Sam. I look between the boys as they look at each other then at me. We watch each other silently for a moment until the lights begin to flicker.

We look around and an old radio sparks to life, playing the beginnings of a scratchy recording of We Shall Not Be Moved. Dean stands up and cocks his gun. "Here we go." He said and we get up and leave the room. Sam leaves the room first and I was about to leave when Dean grabs my arm to stop me.

I look up at him and it was like we were having a silent conversation as we stare into each other's eyes. Then he leans down to me and lightly kisses me, which I kiss him back. We pull back, share one last look then head down stairs where Tamara and Bobby were as they lean agains the front doors.

"Tamara! I got away, but I'm hurt bad! I need help!" We hear Isaac's voice shout and I could see that Tamara becomes distraught. "It's not him. It's one of those demons. It's possessing his corpse." Bobby tells her just as we hear a pounding at the door.

"Baby! Why won't you let me in? You left me behind back there. How could you do that? We swore...At that lake in Michigan. Remember? We swore we would never leave each other!" Isaac yells and Tamara turns to us.

"How did he know that?" Tamara asked Bobby. "Steady, Tamara. Steady, Tamara, steady, steady...." Bobby assures her as Isaac continues to scream. "You just gonna leave me out here? You just gonna let me die?! I guess that's what you do, dear! Like that night those things came to our house...came...for our daughter! You just let her die, too." Isaac said and Tamara becomes angry.

"You son of a bitch!" She screams. "Tamara, no!" Bobby yells but she pushes the door open, breaking the salt line, and tackles Isaac down the steps. She lands on top of him and raises the Palo Santo stake. "You're not Isaac!" She shouts and she plunges the wood deep into his chest; it sizzles, and he screams.

The other six demons cross the broken salt line and enter the house and we began to split up. In a hallway, Dean and I were cornered by a woman and we began to fight her as she advances on us. For just one woman, she's able to handle both of us in a fight.

"I suppose you're Lust." I said to her as we back up into the bathroom. "Baby, I'm whatever you want me to be." She said, seductively. "Yeah, all right, just stay back." Dean said to her. "Or what?" Lust asked him. "Good point." Dean said.

"I'm not gonna hurt you two– not yet. Not unless both of you want me to." She said and she runs her hands along mine and Dean's shoulder. We look at her, having this strong feeling of...well lust, then I fall into her embrace and we kiss passionately while Dean kisses her neck.

Then she goes to kiss Dean, who backs up to a shower curtain. I get behind Lust and Dean flips the shower curtain around, pulls it open, and I grab her and plunge her face-first into the bathtub which is filled with holy water. She screams in agony as we hold her until she passes out.

The next morning, Sam and Dean were piling the corpses of the demons, that didn't survive, into a shallow pit and begin pouring salt and fuel over them as Bobby and I come over to them after we did the exorcism. Several yards away, Tamara is standing in front of a funderal pyre.

"Well, you two look like hell warmed over." Dean said to us and I glare at him. "You try exorcising all night and see how you feel." I said.

"Any survivors?" Sam asked us.  Well, the pretty girl and the heavy guy, they'll make it. Lifetime of therapy bills ahead, but, still..." Bobby said. "That's more than you can say for these poor bastards." Dean said as he gestures toward the three dead bodies in the pit they made.

"Bobby, that knife – what kind of blade can kill a demon?" Sam asked. Apparently, some random blonde chick came in and saved Sam's life by killing the demons with a knife. Sam tried to grab her but she disappeared. "Yesterday, I would have said there was no such thing." Bobby said.

"I'm just gonna ask it again – who was that masked chick? Actually, the more troubling question would be, how come a girl can fight better than you?" Dean asked Sam and he chuckles. "Three demons, Dean. At once." Sam said and I pat Sam on the shoulder. "Hey, whatever it takes to get you through the night, pal." I said and he rolls his eyes.

"Yeah, well, if you want a troubling question, I got one for you." Sam said. "What's that?" Dean asked. "If we let out the seven deadly sins, what else did we let out?" Sam asked us and we stand there in worried and stunned silence. "You're right. That is troubling." I said then Dean lights a matchbook and tosses it onto the pyre.

Later, the bonfires have settled down and we prepare to leave as Tamara comes up to us. "See you gents and young lady around." She said, walking away. "Tamara?" Bobby said and she stops to hear him. "The world just got a lot scarier. Be careful." He said. "You too." She said and she gets in her car and takes off.

"Keep your eyes peeled for omens. I'll do the same." Bobby said to us. "You got it." Dean said. "Wait, Bobby. We can win this war. Right?" Sam asked him. But Bobby doesn't answer, which makes is feel uncomfortable and worried. "Catch you on the next one." Bobby said and he heads to his car and the boys and I start to head towards the Impala.

"So, where to?" Dean asked us. "Uh, I don't know. I was thinking Louisiana maybe." Sam said. "Little early for Mardi Gras, isn't it?" I asked him. "Yeah. Listen, I was talking to Tamara, and she mentioned this hoodoo priestess outside of Shreveport that might be able to help us out. You know, with your – with your demon deal, Dean." Sam said and I look over at Dean, hopeful.

"Nah." Dean said, shaking his head. "Nah? What does that mean, nah?" Sam asked him, annoyed. :Sam, no hoodoo spell's gonna break this deal, all right? It's a goose chase." Dean replied.

"Yeah, but we don't know that, Dean—" I started to say but he cuts me off. "Yes, we do. Forget it. She can't help." He said.

"Look, it's worth—" Sam started to cut in but Dean talks over him. "We're not going, and that's that. What about Reno, huh?" He said as he smacks us on the arm lightly and turns to walk away.

Sam grabs his sleeve and turns Dean back to face us. "You know what? I've had it. I've been bending over backwards trying to be nice to you, and...I don't care anymore." Sam said to him. "That didn't last long." Dean said, jokingly. "Yeah, well, you know what? (Y/n) and I have been busting our assea trying to keep you alive, Dean, and you act like you couldn't care less. What, you got some kind of death wish or something?" Sam asked him. "No, it's not like that." Dean replied.

"Then what's it like, Dean?" I asked him, annoyed. "(Y/n)—" Dean said, exasperated. "Please, tell us." Sam pleads. "We trap the crossroads demon, trick it, try to welch our way out of the deal in any way? (Y/n) dies. Okay? She dies. Those are the terms. There's no way out of it. If you try to find a way, so help me God, I'm gonna stop you and Sam." Dean said to us and I stand there, stunned.

"How could you make that deal, Dean?" I asked him. "'Cause I couldn't live with you dead. Couldn't do it." He replied as he gives me a look. "So, what, now I live and you die?" I asked, angrily. "That's the general idea, yeah." He said, shrugging.

"Yeah, well, you're a hypocrite, Dean. How did you feel when Dad sold his soul for you? 'Cause (y/n) and I were there. We remember. You were twisted, and broken. And now you go and do the same thing. To (y/n). What you did was selfish." Sam growls at him. "Yeah, you're right. It was selfish. But I'm okay with that." Dean said, unfazed.

"I'm not." I said and Sam nods. "Yeah, neither am I." He said. "Tough. After everything I've done for this family, I think I'm entitled. Truth is, I'm tired, guys. I don't know, it's like there's a, a light at the end of the tunnel." Dean replied. "It's hellfire, Dean." I said.

"Whatever. You're alive, I feel good – for the first time in a long time. I got a year to live, guys. I'd like to make the most of it. So what do you say we kill some evil sons of bitches and we raise a little hell, huh?" He said and he smiles and nods to us then walks on to the car.

"You're unbelievable." Sam said as we turn to him. Dean stops then smiles at us. "Very true." He said and he opens the driver side door and starts the car as Sam and I walk, frustratedly, to the car, Sam to the passenger side and I to the back driver's side, and get in.