Dean is on his cell phone, leaning against his car. He is fidgeting, clearly upset.

"Ellen, it's me again. Any chance you've heard from him? I swear, it's like looking for my dad all over again. I'm losing my mind here. No, I've called him a thousand times, there's nothing but voicemail. I don't know where he went, or why. Sam's just gone.
his cell phone beepsHang on. the phone shows another incoming call - Sam's Cell. He answers it.
Sammy? Where the hell are you? Are you okay?
Hey, hey, hey! Calm down. Where are you? All right, don't move, I'm on my way." Dean Says

In A Motel Room Sam hangs up the phone slowly, looking numb. His knuckles are bloody.

Dean drives to reach Sam, passing a sign reading Twin Leaks, he arrives at the hotel and parks, gets out. He walks frantically down a narrow hallway, checking door numbers until he reaches room 109. He knocks.

"Sam, it's me. Sam!" Dean Asks He tries the door it's open. Inside, Sam hasn't moved, still sitting numbly on one bed.Sam? Hey."

"Hey, Dean." Sam Says

"Are you bleeding?" Dean Asks

"I tried to wash it off." Sam Says As Dean Sees Sam's  shirt covered in blood he gropes at it, searching for a wound.

"Oh my god." Dean Says

"I don't think it's my blood." Sam Says

"Whose is it?" Dean Asks

"I don't know." Sam Says

"Sam, what the hell happened?" Dean Asks
As Sam finally looks up

"Dean. I don't remember anything." Sam Says

Later On, Dean returns to the room, carrying a grocery bag. Sam has changed clothes and is looking a little less out of it.

"What'd you find out?" Sam Asks

"You checked in two days ago under the name Richard Sambora. Of course, I think the scariest part about this whole thing is the fact that you're a Bon Jovi fan," Dean Says

"Dean." Sam Says

"Your room's been quiet, nobody's noticed anything unusual." Dean Says

"You mean no one saw me walking around covered in blood?" Sam Asks

"Yeah. That's what I mean." Dean Says

"Then how the hell did I get here, Dean? What happened to me?" Sam Asks

"I don't know. But you're, you're okay, and that's what matters. Everything else we can deal with." Dean Says

"Oh really? 'Cause what if I hurt someone? Or worse?" Sam Says

"Sam . . ." Dean Says

"What if this is what Dad warned you about?" Sam Says

"Hey, whoa, whoa, come on man, let's not jump the gun here. We don't know what happened. We've just got to treat this like, like any other job. What's the last thing you remember?" Dean Says

"Just me and you, just, in that motel room in West Texas, going out to grab some burgers, and... "Sam Says

"West Texas? That was, that was over a week ago." Dean Says

"That's it. Next thing I knew I was sitting here. Bloody. Felt like I'd been asleep for a month." Sam Says

"Okay. Retrace your steps. The manager said you left yesterday afternoon and he never saw you come back, so, he pulls back the curtain, he finds a bloody fingerprint on the window,Hey." Dean Says

Sam and Dean walk outside the motel. It's daylight, but raining.

"Recognize anything?" Dean Asks

"Not really. they go towards a parking garage out back, Wait." Sam Says

"What?" Dean Asks

"I think I was here." Sam Says

"You remember?" Dean Asks

"Not really, it just ... feels familiar, you know?
Dean shrugs, goes to the nearest garage. Sam looks over to the second, points.Try that one, Yeah." Sam Says As Dean tuggs on the padlock

"Okay." Dean Says

"Wait." Sam Says As he digs in his pocket, frowning. He pulls out a key, gives Dean a significant look.
Dean opens the padlock with the key, raising his eyebrows at Sam. He pulls the garage door open to reveal a filthy, beat-up VW Beetle.

"Oh, please tell me you didn't steal this." Dean Says
As Sam fidgets. They go into the garage and open both doors of the car, Sam on the driver's side. He touches the wheel, shows Dean his stained finger.

"More blood." Sam Says

"Sam. Back seat." Dean Says As Sam reaches down, picks up a blood-stained knife that sticks to the floor of the backseat. He stares at it.

"You think I used this on someone?" Sam Asks

"I'm not thinking anything." Dean Says As Sam looks around, rubs the knife handle off on the inside of his jacket. Dean picks up a pack of cigarettes.

"Okay now this is disturbing. Come on, man, this couldn't have been you. Had to have been someone else, somebody who, uh he sniffs the pack,smokes menthols." Dean Says

"Here. Gas receipt. Few towns over." Sam Says

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BOBBY'S HOUSE

Elena Is Washing Her Car, While Nathan Is Sitting Reading a Book

"You know you could help me out here?" Elena Asks

"No I think I'm Good, Because you know I've always had this fantasy of a hot girl washing a car" Nathan Says

"Well Is it what you expected" Elena Says

"Yup, Elena then Splashes water at Nathan, Hey!" Nathan Says

"Sorry I just always had a fantasies about wet t shirt contests" Elena Says

"We Should go you'll love it" Nathan Says as he walks over to her

"Wha-" Elena Says

"I'm kidding I'm kidding" Nathan Says then he kisses Elena, her cellphone buzzes

"Oh hold on someone texted me" Elena Says she looks at the message it's from Dean

"Who is it?" Nathan Asks

"It's Dean He texted me that he found Sam thank god" Elena Says She then text Dean back

"How long has he been gone?" Nathan Asks

"Uhh For a couple days maybe, But if he's alive that all that matters." Elena Says then her phone beeps again

"Who's that now?" Nathan Asks

"Oh it's Corrina She texted me that she landed in Europe and their might be a case over there, seems fun" Elena Says

"So Corrina's A Hunter As Well Makes sense that two best friends are hunters" Nathan Says

"Yup" Elena Says

"There's so much I'm gonna have to get used to" Nathan Says as he puts his arms around Her waist

"Don't worry I'll walk you through it" Elena Says then she kisses him

"Chill On the PDA Please" Bobby Says

"Sorry Dad" Elena Says

"Hey Mr,Singer" Nathan Says

"Hey I'm gonna go out for a beer run and do some grocery shopping" Bobby Says

"You want me to come?" Elena Asks

"No I think your occupied I'll be back later" Bobby Says as he walks to his truck and gets in then pulls off

"So What Should we do now?" Nathan Asks

"Well I gotta rinse off this car then I don't know you think of something" Elena Says

"Well Remember when we were talking about Fantasies" Nathan Says

"Yeah?" Elena Says Then Nathan Looks at Elena's Car

"What do you say?" Nathan Asks

"Nate He could be back soon" Elena Says

"Come on we haven't done that in a car since your senior year of college" Nathan Says As Elena Looks at him then Smiles

"Fine Your lucky because I'm in a mood and plus you look hot when your wet" Elena Says She then opens the car door then shoves Nathan in the backseat of her Car Elena then closes her car door.

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GAS STATION

Sam and Dean pull up in front of a small gas station.

"All right. Receipt's for ten gallons at pump number two. You getting any, uh, any goosebumps yet? 'God, this looks familiar', deja vu vibes?, Sam shakes his head, Maybe someone inside'll remember you. Come on." Dean Says As They go into the convenience store; the clerk looks up in shock, then anger.

"You. Outta here now, I'm calling the cops." The Clerk Says

"You talking to him?" Dean Asks

"Yeah, I'm talking to him. Jerk comes in yesterday, stinking drunk, grabs a forty from the fridge, starts chugging." The Clerk Says

"This guy? You're drinking malt liquor?" Dean Asks

"Not after he whipped the friggin' bottle at my head." The Clerk Says

"This guy?" Dean Asks

"What, am I speaking Urdu?" The Clerk Says

"Look, I'm really sorry if I did anything --" Sam Says

"Tell your story walkin', pal. Po-po will be here in five." The Clerk Says

"Wait, wait, put the phone down. Sam, go wait in the car." Dean Says

"But Dean --" Sam Says

"Go wait in the car! Sam sighs, then leaves, Okay, look, man. I just want to talk to you, that's it. Okay?
The clerk hangs up, Now, when he took off yesterday, which way did he go?" Dean Says

"Why don't you ask him?" The Clerk Asks

"Cause I'm asking you. Now please, you'd be doing me a huge favor."Dean Says

"Oh, do you a favor? Well, that is what I live for. You know, your buddy didn't pay for the booze. Okay? Or the smokes, which he also illegally lit up." The Clerk Says

"You saw him smoking?" Dean Asks

"Yeah. Guy's a chimney." The Clerk Says As Dean clears his throat and pulls his wallet out, places some bills on the desk.

"This, uh, ought to cover it." Dean Says

"Hmm. It's, uh, it's coming back to me now. He took two packs." The Clerk Says, Dean pulls out more money

"Of course he did." Dean Says

"He went north. Route 71, straight out of town." The Clerk Says As Dean nods, grabs two candy bars and leaves with a smirk.

Dean is driving down a dark road, and Sam is staring out the window.

"What's going on with you, Sam? Hm? 'Cause smoking, throwing bottles at people, I mean, that sounds more like me than you." Dean Says

"Dean, wait, right here. Turn down that road." Sam Says

"What?" Dean Says

"I don't know how I know, I just do." Sam Says
As Dean turns down a back road and onto a private property. It is a large house with plenty of emergency lighting and security cameras outside.
Whoever lives here, I'd say they don't like surprises."

"Should we knock?" Dean Asks

"Yeah. I guess." Sam Says As Dean knocks on the front door while Sam pokes around the corner.

"Hey Dean." Sam Says As he waves his flashlight at a window. It's broken, the ledge covered in shattered glass.

"I'm surprised the cops didn't show. Place like this you'd think it'd have an alarm." Dean Says As Sam finds a disabled alarm on the wall

"Yeah, you would." Sam Says

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THE HOUSE

They go into the house; the floor is covered in broken glass and scattered items. In a back room, they come across a body on the floor.

"Hit the lights." Dean Says As Sam turns the lights on as Dean kneels behind the body. He places a hand on it and turns it over; it is a middle-aged man with a deeply cut throat; he is dead, his eyes staring. Dean puts a hand over his own mouth; Sam looks horrified.

"Dean, I did this." Sam Says

"We don't know that." Dean Says

"What else do you need? I mean, how else do you explain the car, the knife, the blood --" Sam Says

"I don't know, man, why don't you tell me?!
Look, even if you did do this I'm sure you had a reason, you know; self-defense, uh, he was, he was a bad son of a bitch, something!,he pats down the body,He doesn't have any ID." Dean Says

"I need your lockpick." Sam Says

"What?" Dean Says

"I need your lockpick." Sam Says As He takes the lockpick and opens a double-door closet in the room. Inside the room, one wall is covered in firearms, the others in charts and clippings.

"Holy .... Either this guy's a Unabomber --" Dean Says

"Or a hunter. Dean, I think I killed a hunter." Sam Says As Dean See's a security camera near the ceiling

"Let's find out." Dean Says

LATER, Sam is sitting in front of the desktop computer, Dean standing behind. He cues up the security tape.

"Here we go." Dean Says

On the tape, Sam is fighting the same man who lies dead on the floor behind them. The fight moves off camera and Sam drags the man back into the frame; he kneels, the man pulled up against his legs, and slits his throat. Sam stares in shock as Dean pulls back from the screen and stands straight he looks at Sam who looks down.