Dean and Ana are questioning a man named Paul about Janet, as Sam and Amelia are searching the bathroom for clues as to what happened. 

"She was so scared. I couldn't help. I couldn't do anything to stop it. And I've talked to the police, and I've talked to the medical examiner, and no one can explain it.

"Well, that's why they put the call in on Mr. Dutton." Ana says.

"But the CDC, that's disease control, right? What do you think; it's some kind of virus?" Paul says.

"We're not ruling out anything yet. Mr. Dutton did Janet have any enemies?" Dean asked.

"I'm sorry?" Paul asked.

"Anyone that might have a reason to hurt her?" Ana asked.

"Wait, what are you saying? That somebody poisoned her?" Paul asked.

"I'm just saying, we have to cover every base here." Dean says.

"Well, I mean what kind of poison? You think a person could have done this?" Paul asked.

"Would anyone want to?" Dean asked.

"What?! No, no, there's just no one that could've--" Paul says as that's when Amelia opens the bathroom door.

"Mr. Dutton?" Ana says.

"Uh, everybody loved Janet." Paul says.

"Okay, thank you very much. I think we've got everything we need. We'll get out of your way now." Ana says, as that's when the four of them leave.

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It's raining as the four of them walk out of the house towards the Impala, as Dean and Ana's hands are interlocked. "That guy seem a little evasive to you?" Dean asked.

"I don't know, me and Mia were under a sink, pulling this out." Sam says as he takes a hex bag out of his pocket and hands it to Ana, as the four of them stop as Ana takes the bag from Sam and opens it.

"Great, witches. Fucking love 'em." Ana says.

"I thought you hate them?" Dean asked her.

"That to. Bird bones, rabbits' teeth. I'm guessing the cloth is something from Janet." Ana says.

"Isn't that like some old word black magic?" Sam asked as Ana nods her head.

"Yeah, and I still stand by what I said." Ana says as the four of them get into the car.

"They're always spewing their bodily fluids everywhere." Dean says as Ana nodded her head at what he said. "It's creepy, you know, it's downright unsanitary."

"Yeah, well someone definitely had it out for Janet." Ana says.

"Yeah, someone who snuck into that house and planted the bag. So, what are we thinking, we're looking for some old craggy Blair bitch in the woods." Dean says as Ana shakes her head.

"No, it could be anyone. Neighbor, coworker, man, woman -- that's the problem, they're human, and they like everyone else." Ana says.

"Great, how do we find 'em, baby?" Dean asked.

"This wasn't random; someone in Janet's life had an ugly axe to grind, we find the motive--"

"We find the murderer." Dean and Ana say in unison, as they do their fist bump, that they always do. Dean starts the impala and pulls away from the curb and drives off in the rain.

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Paul is sitting in his car, pulled over on the side of the street and reaches over and turns on the radio, and he starts to eat his burger. Paul is chewing the food he has eaten as the song continues. He puts the burger down and goes to check his watch, but his wrist is bare, and he looks continues.

Paul is chewing is burger as the radio goes static, and the song then changes to 'i put a spell on you' by Screamin' Jay Hawkins. Paul lays down his burger on the passenger seat of his car and maggots fall out onto the wrapper. He reaches and turns off the radio. Picking up his burger again he takes another bite and begins to chew but makes a face and goes to reach in his mouth, lifting his burger and looking down at it. He sees it is covered in maggots.

Paul puts down the burger as the same song comes back on the radio and he leans forward starting to choke. He opens the door of his car, falling onto the pavement hunched over as Dean and the other three arrive in the impala.

Dean runs over to Paul as Ana searches under the dashboard and steering column as Dean tries to help Paul. Ana gets up removing the hex bag she found as Dean pulls Paul up from the pavement. Ana lights the hex bag on fire and drops it to the ground, as it glows with blue and green flames.

Paul recovers from choking and leans back against his car. "Are you okay?" Ana asked the man.

"What the hell is happening to me?!" He exclaims as Ana jumps.

"Someone murdered your wife and now they're trying to kill you, that's what's happening to you." Dean says.

"That's impossible! There's no way--" Paul says.

"If we hadn't been following you, you'd be a doornail right now. Now who wants you dead?" Dean asked him.

"I-uh..." Paul says.

"This isn't a thinking question." Ana says.

"Come on, think." Dean says.

"There's a woman -- uh--" Paul says.

"A woman, okay?" Amelia says.

"An affair -- a mistake, she was un-balanced, she was blackmailing me, and I put an end to it a week ago." Paul says.

"What's her name?" Ana asked.

"Wha--what could she have to do with --" Paul asks.

"Paul! What's her name?" Dean asked.

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Ana picks the lock and enters Amanda's house with the other three following closely with their guns drawn. They enter the room and find Amanda's lifeless body on the table covered in blood and switch on the light. The flames are still burning, as she had died not too long ago.

"That's curveball." Dean says as he stares at the body.

"Yeah." Ana says, as they approach Amanda's body as Dean lifts her right arm with the barrel of his gun and then looks at the other as well.

"Three per wrist, vertical. She wasn't foolin' around." Dean says as Ana puts her gun in the back of her jeans and bends down to look at the scattered remnant of the altar holding her nose to the smell of the burnt rotten food.

"Yeah, this is heavyweight evil here." Ana says.

"Yep." Dean says as he turns around then jumps back startled -- he nearly walked into a rabbit, hanging from the ceiling, dead. Ana tried to cover her smile that was forming on her lips, by having her hand in front of her mouth. "Freakin' witches! Seriously man, come on!"

"Guess we know where she got the rabbit's teeth from." Ana says to her fiance as he gave her a look.

"Well, Paul sure knows how to pick 'em huh? It's like Fatal Attraction all over again." Dean says.

"Yeah." Sam says. "And why does the rabbit always get screwed in the deal?! The poor little guy." Dean says.

"You know what I don't get, Dean? If she was so bent on revenge, why do this?" Sam asked.

"Well, she got Jane Dutton she finished off Paul, decided to cap herself and make it a spurned lover's hat-trick." Ana says, as Amelia nodded her head.

"Maybe." Sam says.

"I mean, this doesn't exactly look like the TV room of a bright and stable person, you know?" Dean says.

"No, but then..." Sam says, as he reaches around and pulls out another hex bag that is tucked under the table, and stands up and tosses it to Dean. "There's this."

"Another hex bag? Come on!" Dean says as he opens the bag to find similar contents of the bag they find in Janet's bathroom, and he tosses it on the table reaching for a phone. "Look like we got a hit, huh? A little witch-on-witch violence?"

"I guess." Sam says as Dean dials a number and holds it up to his ear.

"I'd like to report a dead body, 309 Mayfair Circle. My name? Yeah, sure my name is--" Dean says as he clicks the phone shut, cutting himself off. "Why are witches ganking each other?" Dean asked.

"I don't know, but I think maybe we got a coven on our hands." Ana says.

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Elizabeth is turning the soil of her garden with a small trowel when the four of them walk up her driveway to question her. Amelia is in a black shirt and a skirt, and Ana is wearing a black shirt and black jeans with her black boots. "You must have a green thumb." Ana says.

"Excuse me?" Elizabeth asks.

"Getting these herbs to grow out of season like this, quite impressive. I'm sorry, I should have introduced myself first." Ana says as she reaches in her pocket and takes out a badge. "I'm Detective Presley, this is Detective Bachman, Detective Turner and Detective Jones." Ana says. "We're following up on Amanda Burns' death, going around the neighborhood and talking to neighbors and stuff like that."

"But didn't she -- I mean she killed herself, right?" Elizabeth asks.

"Maybe, maybe." Dean says.

"We heard you were friends with the deceased right?" Amelia asked.

"Yeah, I guess so." Elizabeth says.

"Did you have any idea about her practices?" Dean asks.

"I'm sorry, what kind of practices?" Elizabeth asks.

"A regular Black Sabbath." Dean says.

"No, the -- but she was an Episcopalian." Elizabeth says.

"Well, then we're pretty sure she was using the wrong Bible." Dean says as he chuckles as Ana turns to him.

"Elizabeth, you all right?" A woman says.

"I'm fine uh, Renee, these are detectives. They say Amanda was -- she was practicing --" Elizabeth says.

"I'm sorry detectives, you can tell that Elizabeth is a little bit upset." Renee says.

"Of course, Miss...?" Dean says.

"Missus Renee. Van Allen." She says. "Would you like me to spell it out for you?" 

"I'll get by, thanks." Dean says.

"This Amanda business has been hard for Liz. For all of us." Renee says.

"Yeah, I mean, you think you know a person." Another woman says.

"Well, I guess we all have secrets, don't we?" Dean asks.

"Well, thanks, um, we'll be in touch." Ana says.

"Have a nice day." Amelia says.

"Bye." Tammi says.

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The four of them are in the impala as Dean is driving and Ana is back in the passenger seat. "Well, I'm already sold on that Elizabeth. Did you see that victory garden of hers? Belladonna, wolfsbane, mandrake, not to mention that little flinch she threw when Annie mentioned the occult." Dean says.

"Well, she's definitely had a good run lately, gone up a few tax brackets; won almost too many raffles. Kinda thing a little black magic always helps with." Ana says.

"Yeah." Dean says.

"I don't think she's alone either. Looks like, 'Mrs. Renee Van Allen' has won almost every craft contest she has entered in the past three months." Ana says.

"Yeah, a regular Martha Stewart, huh? Except for the devil worship, I'm thinking that was the coven we met back there, minus one member." Dean says.

"Amanda was clearly going off the reservation. What do you think, they killed her to keep up appearances?" Sam asked.

"Seems like an appearance kind of crowd, don't you think?" Dean asked.

"Yeah." Sam says.

"If they killed the nut-job, should we uh, thank them or what?" Dean asked.

"They're working black magic too, Dean. They need to be stopped." Sam says to his brother.

"'Stopped', like stopped?" Dean asked his brother, as Sam gives his brother a look. "They're human, Sam."

"They're murderers." Sam says as Dean looks at Sam for a second with surprise and then shrugs in agreement.

"Burn witch, burn." Dean says, as he continues to drive the car when it begins to stutter and start to choke up. "What the hell."

The headlights of the impala flicker on and then back on again as it slowly comes to a stop in front of a figure standing in the middle of the road. The view from the inside of the impala shows that it is Ruby. Sam gets out of the car first as Dean and Ana follow as Amelia stays in the car.

"Ruby." Sam says.

"Sam, listen to me, there's no time." Ruby says.

"For what? What are you talking about?" Sam asked.

"You have to get out of town." Ruby says as Ana crosses her arms over her chest.

"So, this is Ruby, huh?" Dean says as he raises the Colt and aims it at her, cocking it. "Never had the pleasure."

"Dean!" Sam says to his brother.

"I'm not stopping him." Ana sneers to the younger Winchester.

"Stay out of this Ana." Sam says to her.

"I was hoping you'd show up again." Dean says.

"Point that thing somewhere else." Ruby says.

"Hey, Blondie, only I get to boss him around, not you. So, watch it." Ana says to the blonde Demon.

"Ha, right." Dean says as he didn't lower the gun.

"Sam, please. Go. Get in the car and don't look back." Ruby says.

"Why? I don't understand." Sam asked her.

"Hey, hot stuff, we can take care of a few kitchen, witches, thanks." Dean says to the blonde demon.

"I'm not talking about witches, you jackass. Witches are whores. I'm talking about who they serve." Ruby says.

"Demons, they get their power from demons." Ana says without hesitation.

"Yeah, and there's one here, now." 

"So, besides you?" Ana asked as she still had her arms crossed over her chest.

"It knows you're in town, and it's gonna come after you and it's way more than you can handle." Ruby says.

"Oh, come on, what is this, huh? Please tell me you're not listening to this crap!" Dean says.

"Put a leash on your brother, Sam, if you wanna keep him." Ruby says, as Ana rolls her eyes.

"Dean, look, just chill out." Sam says to his brother.

"No! No! She's messing with your head, God knows why, that's who they are." Dean says.

"I'm telling the truth." Ruby says.

"We've been with a couple of demons in the past, and they are a pain in our asses." Ana says.

"She's telling you to shut up, bitch." Dean says.

"I'm sorry, why are you even a part of this conversation?!" Ruby says to Dean.

"Oh, I don't know maybe because he's my brother, you black-eyed skank!" Dean exclaims as Ana flinches at him.

"Oh, right, right. You care about your brother so much. That's why you're checking out in a few months, leaving him all alone?" Ruby says.

"Shut up." Dean says to the blonde demon.

"At least let me try and save him, since you won't be here to do it anymore." Ruby says.

"I SAID SHUT UP!" Dean yells as Ana flinches again as Dean moves to fire the Colt at Ruby.

"Dean, no!" Sam yells, as he pushes Dean's arm away from Ruby as he fires the Colt. Dean tries to fight against Sam's hold and they lock arms and both look to where Ruby was standing to see that she vanished. 

Dean gives Sam a look of disappointment as he and Ana goes back to get into the impala, as Sam looks around in vain for Ruby.

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The four of them walk into the motel room, as Dean and Ana walks in first as Ana switches on the light as Sam and Amelia are right behind Dean and Ana. "What the hell were you thinking?" Dean asks.

"What? What the hell was I thinking?" Sam says.

"She's a demon, Sam. Period. Alright? They want us dead; we want them dead." Dean says. "We kill her before she kills us." Dean says.

"Kill her with what? The gun she fixed for us?" Sam asks.

"Whatever works." Dean says as Ana sits on her and Dean's bed.

"Dean, if she wants us dead, all she has to do is stop saving our lives." Sam says, as Dean turns away from Sam, and goes to the sink turning on the water. "Look, we have to start looking at the big picture, Dean, start thinking in strategies and -- and move ahead." Sam says as Dean splashes water on his face. "It's not so simple, we're not -- we're not just hunting anymore. We're at war."

Dean turns off the water and looks at Sam in the mirror above the sink, and grabs a towel to dry off his face and turns back around to Sam. "Are you feeling, okay?" Dean asked.

"Why are you always asking me that?" Sam asked, as he sits on the foot of one of the beds in the room, as Dean moves back towards Sam.

"Because you're taking advice from a demon, for starters." Ana mumbles which made Sam turn to her. 

"And by the way, you seem less and less worried about offing people. You know, it used to eat you up inside." Dean says.

"Yeah, and what has that gotten me?" Sam asked.

"Nothing, but it's just what you're supposed to do, okay? We're supposed to drive in the freakin' car and freakin' argue this stuff. You know, you go on about the sanctity of life and all that crap." Dean says as he sits on his and Ana's bed as he rubs his stomach uncomfortably.

"Wait, so -- so you're mad because I'm starting to agree with you?" Sam asked as Dean looks at Sam and takes a breath.

"No, I'm not mad, I'm -- I'm -- I'm worried, Sam -- " Dean says. "I'm worried because you're not acting like yourself." He says.

"Yeah, you're right, I'm not. I don't have a choice." Sam says.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Dean asked.

"Look, Dean, you're leaving -- right? And I gotta stay here in this shithole of a world. Alone. Ana will probably be in Portland, or something. So, the way I see it, if I'm gonna make it, if I'm gonna fight this war after you're gone, then I gotta change." Sam says, as Dean's been looking increasingly uncomfortable during Sam's last speech, and is now clutching his stomach in discomfort and leaning forward slightly, as Ana is by his side within seconds as she has her arm gently rubbing his back, trying to provide some comfort right now.

"Change into what?" Dean asked.

"Into you. I gotta be more like you." Sam says as Dean shakes his head, then tightens his face in pain, and leans further over, still clutching his stomach and side with his left hand. 

"Ah!" Dean says in pain.

"What's going on with you?" Sam asked, as Dean moves around in pain, still clutching his stomach, and he can barely focus words out.

"I don't know. Oh - Sam something's wrong -- bunch of knives inside me --" Dean says.

"Baby?" Ana says as he moves off her and Dean's bed and kneels in front of him, who is now leaning all the way forward with his head almost between his legs. 

"Son of a bitch --" Dean says.

"Baby, hey." Ana says.

"The coven man, it's gotta be the coven." Dean manages to get out, as Sam gets up and rushes into the bathroom opening the cupboards below the sink looking for the hex bag as Dean yells in pain and lies back on the bed, his face is twisted in pain. Sam pulls things out of the cupboard throwing them aside.

Dean leans forward again falling to his knees in front of the foot of the bed, spitting out blood, choking and sputtering. Sam is still looking for the hex bag in another cupboard, pulling out pillows and when he finds nothing he moves to the bed while Dean is still choking on blood and spitting it out of his mouth. Sam pulls off the covers to the bed tearing back the sheets and slices the mattress open with his knife and still cannot find the hex bag.

"Dean, I can't find it." Sam says as Dean falls over sideways and looks weak, hurt and still in pain. "No." He says as Dean continues to cough blood weakly now. Sam rummages through his bag and pulls out the Colt and opens it to make sure there are bullets in it.

"Sam, what are you doing?" Ana asks the youngest Winchester, as he gets up and moves towards the door. "Sam!" Ana yells louder as Sam leaves closing the door behind him, as Dean groans in pain.

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Elizabeth, Renee, and Tammi are around a coffee table again with the altar set up, and they are chanting. " Kiher tolic echranmuk, madan fiere, marc oh don duer kianave--" The three women chant as Sam then kicks in the door and the women scream out of fear and getting up from the altar raising their hands in surrender. Sam and Amelia enter as Sam has the Colt drawn. "Let him go." Sam says.

"Let who go? What are you doing? You're insane, get out!" Renee says.

"Look, if you know about me, then you know about this gun. You're killing my brother. Now let him go and get away from the altar." Sam says.

"What?" Renee asks.

"Now!" Sam says as they all move away from the altar with their hands still up as Sam keeps the Colt trained on them, even if her gun won't do anything, Amelia has her own gun pointed at them.

Back in the motel room, Dean is leaning over a pool of blood he has spit out gasping and coughing blood still. There are quick footsteps outside and the door is kicked open and Ruby steps in and finds Dean who looks up and sees her. "You wanna kill me? Get in line bitch."

Ruby goes over to Dean and pulls him up by the collar tossing him on the bed, leans over him and forces his mouth open with her left hand as Dean tries to push her away. Ruby sprays a dark brown liquid into his mouth from a bag at her side with her right hand as Dean still struggles under her hold. Ruby stands up as Dean chokes on the liquid and spits some back out.

"Stop... calling me bitch." Ruby says panting.

"Why? You are one, just a blonde one." Ana sasses to the blonde demon.

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Sam and Amelia are still holding their respective guns at the three women. "Go." Amelia says as the three women move over in front of the fireplace with their hands still up in the air. "What -- we -- we weren't hurting anyone." Elizabeth says.

"Please, we don't even know your brother." Renee says.

"Stop the spell or die. Five seconds." Amelia says.

"What?" Renee asks, as Sam cocks the Colt and points it back at them. 

"Four." Sam says.

"No, pause, please don't kill us." Renee says.

"We were just getting Renee a lower mortgage rate!" Elizabeth says as Sam looks confused but still holds the gun ready, along with Amelia even if her gun won't do anything, as it doesn't have the bullets that can kill the witches.

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"Next time you point that gun at me, I'm not gonna just disappear, understand?" Ruby asks as Ana has her arms crossed over her chest. Ruby tosses a sawed-off shotgun over to Deann who is back to sitting on the foot of the bed, as Ana is sitting beside him. His face is somewhat cleaned off from the blood and liquid 'cure' that Ruby gave him.

"You... saved him. I mean I get it, he's going to Hell, but why'd you save him, from you know making this look like a crime scene." Ana says.

"Don't mention it." Ruby says, as she didn't fully answer Ana's question.

"What was that stuff? God, it was ass. It tasted like ass." Dean says, as he has his hand on Ana's thigh softly rubbing it.

"It's called witchcraft, short bus." Ruby says as she turns and walks out of the room, closing the door behind her and leaving Dean on the bed, slightly offended.

"You're the short bus... short bus." Dean says, as a huff of a laugh escaped from Ana's lips.

"Glad you ain't bleeding your guts out anymore." Ana says to Dean, as he turns to her.

"Neither am I sweetheart." Dean says as he presses a kiss on the top of Ana's head.

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"Okay, maybe it's not you -- " Sam says as he points the gun at Elizabeth. "Or you --" He points it at Renee this time. "Maybe it's you." Sam says as he points the gun at Tammi who sobs, upset and scared.

"I don't even know what he's talking about. What a-are you even talking about?" Tammi asks.

"I mean, all of you, everyone in your little coven, you've all had runs of good fortune. Newsworthy, good fortune. Except for you, Tammi. Now tell me, why is that? You didn't want anything for yourself? Or is it because you're already getting what you wanted -- like these women's souls." Amelia says.

"I can't -- I-I'm not -- I-I-I don't..." Tammi says as she sighs and puts her hands down, going from looking frightened to cam and her eyes change to black revealing that she is the demon Ruby had warned them out. The other women gasp looking shocked by what just happened. "Nice dick work, Magnum." Tammi says.

"Let. My brother. Go." Sam says.

"What's wrong? Couldn't find my hex bag? Sorry, sweetheart, but your brother's lungs should be on the floor by now." Tammi says as Sam shoots the Colt. The bullet was quicker, and it ended up killing Tammi instantly, followed by the other two women who died.

"Not bad." Amelia says as Sam gives her a small smile.

"Thanks." Sam says.

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hannah speaks!

little psa! i decided to skip the last part of the chapter. it is a personal preference, so please respect that.

hope you like this chapter!

see you in the next chapter!

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