Dean, now aware that his brother's alone with a monster, redoubles his efforts to escape. He looks around; there's a stained-glass window above him, depicting an angel.

MILLIGAN HOUSE

KITCHEN

Kate is humming. Sam is tied to a table, unconscious. When he stirs, he notices he's tied at wrists and ankles, with duct tape across his waist. He struggles and groans. Kate is cleaning her fingernails with the point of a knife.

"Silver. No wonder none of the tests worked. You're not shapeshifters. You're ghouls." Sam Says

"You know, I find that term racist." Kate Says

She emphasizes the point by waving her knife. She sniffs Sam from hand to neck and nibbles his ear.

"Mmm. Fresh meat. So much better than what we're used to." Kate Says

"I should have known. It was the fresh kills that threw me. Ghouls don't usually go after the living. See, you're just filthy scavengers, feeding off the dead—taking the form of the last corpse you choke down." Sam Says

"And their thoughts. And their memories. Like Adam, for instance." Adam Says

"Well, we are what we eat." Kate Says

"You're monsters." Sam Says

Kate draws the knife across Sam's arm, drawing blood.

"You know, you use that word a lot, Sam." Adam Says

Kate drinks Sam's blood. Adam thunks the knife into the table by Sam's head.

"But I don't think you know what it means." Adam Says

"His blood, it tastes different." Kate Says

"Our father was a monster? Why? Because of what he ate? He never hurt anyone, Sam. Living, anyway." Adam Says As Kate pulls the knife free.

"No. He was no monster. But the thing that killed him was. A monster named John Winchester." Kate Says As Sam looks at her.

TOMB

Dean breaks a long piece of metal off one of the coffins and tries to use it to pry the door open. It doesn't work.

"Holy crap." Dean Says

Dean stacks one coffin on another, stands on them, and uses the metal bar to smash through the stained-glass window. Dean grabs the edge of the window and swings himself out.

MILLIGAN HOUSE

KITCHEN

There's a stab wound in Sam's side and Adam digs a finger into it.

"Thanks to your daddy, my brother and I grew up on our own. At least we had each other." Kate Says As Adam licks his finger.

"Like you and your brother. Inseparable." Adam Says

"Actually, it was very hard to get you on your own." Kate Says

"Like you said, Sam, the only thing you can count on is family." Adam Says As Kate drinks some more blood, then licks her fingers.

"And for twenty years, we lived like rats." Kate Says

"Graveyard after graveyard, all that stinking flesh." Adam Says

"Then we thought, 'hey, why not move up to fresher game?" Kate Says

"And we knew just where to start." Adam Says

Adam digs the point of the knife into the cut in Sam's arm.

"Revenge—it's never over, is it, Sam?" Adam Says

"First, it was John's cop friend, and then his slut, and then his son." Kate Says

"Then I called John, but the son of a bitch was already dead." Adam Says

"So I guess you and Dean will have to do instead." Kate Says

"Dean won't interrupt us this time. We're gonna feed on you nice and slow—like we did with Adam." Adam Says

"Oh, and, by the way, he really was your brother." Kate Says

Sam struggles to be free.

"You should know that." Kate Says

"He was still alive when we took our first bites." Adam Says

"And he was a screamer." Kate Says As She and Adam each open gashes along one of Sam's arms. Blood drips into bowls placed to catch it.

"Sam, the more you struggle, the faster you're gonna bleed out.So you might as well lie back and relax." Adam Says

"Hey!" Dean Says As he appears, aiming a shotgun. He fires and Adam hits the wall, a hole through his shoulder.

"Dean, they're ghouls!" Sam Says

Dean pauses then fires at Kate, Who's Blood spatters the wall, her headless corpse collapses.

"Which means head-shot." Dean Says

Adam slams Dean, breaking a lot of glass on the way down. Dean grabs Adam and slams him down, then takes his metal bar and tries to slam Adams head. Adam dodges. They fight Some more and Adam goes down, and Dean beats his head in. Silence falls.

"Dean!" Sam Says

Dean comes over to Sam and cuts through the ropes and duct tape, grabbing a couple towels on the way. He helps Sam sit up and uses the towels as pressure bandages, murmuring the whole time.

"Come on. Come on. Come on. Hang on. All right, here we go. Here we go. Hang on, buddy. All right." Dean Says

"Thank you." Sam Says

"That's what family's for, right? Keep pressure on that." Dean Says

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FOREST

"You sure we should do this?" Sam Asks

Adam's body, wrapped in sheets, is lying on a pyre.
Dean opens a bottle of lighter fluid.

"Ghouls didn't fake those pictures. They didn't fake Dad's journal." Dean Says

He sprinkles lighter fluid over Adam's Body.

"Adam was our brother. He died like a hunter. He deserves to go out like one." Dean Says

"Maybe we can bring him back. Get a hold of Cas, call in a favor." Sam Says

"No, Adam's in a better place." Dean Says

He lights a match and tosses it on the pyre. Adam's body goes up in flames.

"You know, I finally get why you and Dad butted heads so much. You two were practically the same person." Dean Says

Sam looks over.

"I mean, I worshipped the guy, you know? I dressed like him, I acted like him, I listen to the same music. But you were more like him than I will ever be. And I see that now." Dean Says

"I'll take that as a compliment." Sam Says

"You take it any way you want." Dean Says As They Watch The Fire Burning.