( FAIRYTALES )

HOSPITAL NURSES STATION
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Hospital activity around a nurses station. Sam, Elena and Dean, in suits, approach the station. Two Sheriff's deputies exit a patient's room. Sam and Dean turn away from them and focus on a set of flowers on the counter. The deputies pass by.

Sam, Elena and Dean turn and continue down the corridor to the room where the deputies exited.

Inside Julie's hospital room, she cries. "Please, please." She says.

"Shh. Hey, we need to observe you while the drugs still might be in your system." Dr Garrison Says.

"I have to go. I have things to do, arrangements I need to make!" Julie yells.

"It can wait. Now you need to rest. Stay. Be back in a few minutes." Dr. Garrison walks toward Sam and Dean, who are standing in the doorway.

"Detectives." Garrison says.

"Dr. Garrison." Dean says.

"What the hell is going on here? My whole town is going insane." Garrison says.

"We'll let you know as soon as we do." Sam says.

Dr. Garrison leaves. The gang move into the room. "Ms. Watson? Hi. We just need to ask you a few questions." Elena says.

Dean and Sam produce their badges. "Do we have to go over this again, now?" Julie asks.

"We'll try to be brief." Sam says. "Ms Watson, can you tell us how you got away?"

Julie nods. "I didn't eat as much as Ken did, so I wasn't as out of it. And, when the old woman was...carving up Ken, I shoved her and she fell. Cracked her head on the stove. She's dead, right? I- I killed her?" She asks.

"D'you have any idea why she did this to you?" Dean asks.

"No! One minute she was a sweet old lady and the next she was, like, a monster." Julie says.

"Can you remember anything else?" Sam asks.

"Um, yeah. Did you find a little girl there, by any chance?"

"A little girl? At the house?" Elena asks.

"I thought I saw her outside the window. She just disappeared. Just vanished, into thin air." Sam and Dean look at each other. "It m-must've been the drugs."

"This disappearing girl what'd what did she look like?" Dean asks.

"Does it matter?" Julie asks.

"Yes. Every detail matters." Sam says.

Julie sighs. "She had this dark, dark hair and really pale skin. She was around eight. She was a beautiful child, it was...odd to see her in the middle of something so horrible." She says.

OLD LADY'S HOME
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The Impala is parked outside. "Well there's no sulphur anywhere, how about the EMF?" Dean asks.

"Yeah, it's going nuts. Right over here by the window. There's definitely a spirit here." Sam says.

"Who stood outside the crime scene and watched." Elena says.

"Looks like."

"What the hell do you make of that?" Dean asks.

"Actually I do have a theory. Uh, sorta." Sam says.

"Hit me."

"Well, thinkin' about fairy tales." Sam says

"Oh that's- that's nice. You think about fairy tales often?" Dean asks.

"No, Dean I'm talking about the murders. A guy and a girl? Hiking through the woods, an old lady tries to eat 'em? That's Hansel and Gretel. Then we got three brothers arguing over how to build houses, attacked by the Big Bad Wolf." Sam say.

"Three Little Pigs." Elena says.

"Yeah."

"Actually those guys were a little chubby. Well wait I thought those things ended with uh, everyone living happily ever after?" Dean asks.

"No, no. Not the originals. See the Grimm brothers stuff was kinda the folklore of it's day, full of sex, violence, cannibalism." Sam says. "Now, it got sanitized over the years, turned into Disney flicks and bedtime stories."

"So you think the murders are uh, what? A re-enactment? That's a little crazy." Dean says.

"Crazy as what? Every day of our lives?" Sam asks.

"Touché." Dean says. "How's the creepy ghost girl involved?"

"Uhm, well, she must've been here for a reason. I'm willing to bet you top dollar she was at the construction site too." Sam says.

"We gotta do research now, don't we?" Dean asks and Sam shrugs. Dean closes his eyes.

CUMBERLAND COUNTY CENTRAL LIBRARY
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Dean exits, not looking happy. "So?" Sam asks.

"Checked every record they had. Found the usual amount of violent childhood deaths for a town this size." Dean says.

Sam, Elena and Dean walk across the road toward a park. "OK." Elena says.

"Wanna know how many how many were little girls with black hair and pale skin?" Dean asks.

"Zero."

"Zero! You wanna know how many how many little girls with black hair and pale skin that have gone missing? Right again. Zip. zilch, nada." Dean says. "Tell me you've got something good 'cause I've totally wasted the last six hours."

"Well you ever hear of Lillian Bailey? She was a British medium from the 1930s." Sam says.

"She got a thing for fairy tales?" Dean asks.

"Nah, trances. See she'd go into these unconscious states where uhm, get this, her thoughts and actions were completely controlled by spirits." Sam says.

"A ghost puppet master."

"Yeah." Sam says.

"Think that's what this kid is doing? Sending wolfboy and grandma into trances, making them go kill-crazy?" Dean asks.

"Could be. You know, kinda like uh, a spirit hypnosis or somethin'." Sam says.

"Trances I get, but fairy tale trances? That's bizarre even for us." Elena says.

Sam, Elena and Dean stop walking. They look down. A bullfrog sits in their path, croaking. "Yeah, you're right that's completely normal." Sam says.

The bullfrog croaks again and again. "All right maybe it is fairy tales. Totally messed-up fairy tales. I tell you one thing, there's no way I'm kissing a damn frog." Dean says.

"Hey, check that out." Sam points to a house opposite. A pumpkin sits on the porch.

"Yeah? It's close to Halloween." Elena says.

"What? D'you remember Cinderella? The pumpkin that turns into a coach and the mice that become horses?" Sam asks.

Dean pauses. "Dude, could you be more gay?" Sam looks at Dean, nonplussed.

"Don't answer that." Elena says.

PUMPKIN HOUSE
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Sam and Dean pick the lock and enter. "Well who knows, maybe you'll find your fairy godmother?" Dean asks.

Sam and the gang split up and begin to search search the house. They hear a noise and both draw their guns. Dean closes the front door. They continue to search.

At another noise, Dean motions for Sam to head toward it. Dean and Elena follow. "Help I'm in here!"

Sam finds a girl in he kitchen. "Hey, hey." He says. A teenage Girl is handcuffed to the oven. "It's OK we're here we got you." Sam opens his lock pick kit.

"You have to help me, she's a lunatic." The girl says.

"What happened?" Elena asks.

"My step mom, she just freaked out, screamed at me, beat me. Chained me up." The girl pants.

"Where is she now?" Sam asks.

"I don't know."

Dean looks through the kitchen door and spots the little dark-haired girl peeking out. "Sam." He says. Sam looks up and sees her as well.

The little girl turns away. Dean follows her. He walks through the house to the entryway and sees the little girl standing in the living room. She walks out of sight.

Dean enters the living room, looks around, but the girl is gone. Dean pauses, then turns around. The little girl has reappeared. "Who are you?" He asks. The little girl is silent.

She flickers and vanishes. Dean, surprised, looks down at a red apple on the rug. He picks up the apple, outsmarted.

Dean sits on the hood of the Impala, playing with the apple. Sam and Elena approach. "Paramedics picked up Cinderella." Elena says.

"That's good." Dean says.

"Yeah." Sam says.

Dean tosses the apple to Sam. "So... Little girl, shiny red apple. I'm guessing that means something to you, fairy tale boy?" He asks.

"I think it's Snow White." Sam says.

"Snow White? Ah I saw that movie. Oh the porn version anyway. There was this wicked Stepmother? Woo, she was wicked." Dean grins.

"There is a wicked Stepmother. And she tries to kill Snow White with a poison apple." Elena says.

"But the apple doesn't actually kill the girl, right?" Dean asks.

"No. Puts her into a deep sleep, so deep it's almost like she's dead." Sam tosses the apple back to Dean. They both get into the Impala.

HOSPITAL
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"No, sorry. We don't have any comatose little girls." A nurse says.

"You sure?" Asks Sam.

"Totally. It's mostly old guys. And well...Callie. She's been around since before I started here." She says.

"Callie?" Dean asks.

"Yeah, it's so sad. And poor Dr. Garrison he just won't give up on her." The Nurse says.

"Is Callie one of his patients?" Elena asks.

"No. His daughter."

CALLIE'S HOSPITAL ROOM
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Dr. Garrison sits at Callie's bedside, glasses perched on his nose, reading to her from 'The Complete Works and Tales of The Brothers Grimm'. "Ah, here we are. "Just press the latch called out the Grandmother. I'm too weak to get up."" He says.

SUPERMARKET PARKING LOT
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A Grandmother holds two full grocery bags in her arms, crossing the lot and heading toward her car. "'The Wolf pressed the latch, and the door opened. He stepped inside, went straight to the Grandmother, and ate her up.'"

The Granny opens the door with her remote key when a tall, dark Man appears, catching a falling bag. "Oh! Thank you so much." She says.

The Man puts the bag on the back seat and smiles at the her. The Granny puts the other bag on the seat. The Man shoves her in the van and attacks her, hitting and punching wildly.

His Wile E. Coyote tattoo flashes on his arm. The little girl in white watches from a distance. After another blow, the Man moves into the driver's seat and drives out of the parking lot as the little girl observes.

HOSPITAL CORRIDOR
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Sam, Elena and Dean arrive at Callie Garrison's room. They stop outside the doorway. They watch as Dr. Garrison reads to Callie. "'and the Huntsman stepped inside, and in the bed lay the Wolf. So the Huntsman took a pair of scissors and cut open the Wolf's belly.'" Sam and Dean glance at each other.

Dr. Garrison notices them. He puts down the book, gets up and walks to Sam and the gang. "Detectives. Can I help you?" He asks.

"We just...heard that Callie is your daughter." Dean says.

"And we wanted to say how very sorry we are." Sam says.

Dr. Garrison nods. "Well, uh. Thank you. If you'll excuse me."