Dean is driving the impala, Sam is in the passenger seat, down a dark two-lane road. Ana is half asleep, curled up in the back seat, with her fuzzy blanket and a couple jackets as pillows, she has her earbuds into her mp3 player. The radio is playing. "Rockin' Nebraska. Your source for the classics, all night long."
"I don't know man, why don't we just chill out, think about this." Dean says to his brother.
Sam shuts off the radio. "What's there to talk about?" Sam asks.
"I just don't know if going to the Roadhouse is the smartest idea." Dean says.
"Dean it's another premonition. I know it. This is gonna happen, and Ash can tell us where it is." Sam says.
"Yeah, man, but..." Dean says but Sam cuts him off.
"Plus, it could have some connection with the demon. My visions always do." Sam says.
"That's my point. There's gonna be hunters there. I don't know, if, if, if, going in and announcing that you're some supernatural freak with a, a demonic connection is the best thing, okay?" Dean says to his brother.
"So, I'm a freak now?" Sam asks.
Dean slaps Sam on the thigh. "You've always been a freak." He says as he smiles weakly and turns back to the road.
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(i have slightly swapped jo with amelia for this next scene, just so you know)
Amelia is playing a shooter arcade game as an older man named Ed watches, Amelia hits every target, as Ed groans. "Damn, little lady, that was my room money."
Amelia takes the money Ed pulls out. "Well, I guess you're taking a truck nap tonight." Amelia then walks away pleased with herself, as Jo walks over.
"Guess you oughta check the high scores before you put your money down." Jo says as she presses a button on the game and a list of high scores all reading "player: amelia" scrolls across the screen. "You just got hustled, Ed."
Just then Dean, Sam and a half asleep, Ana enter passing two men at a table cleaning weapons. Dean almost runs into Amelia who stops smiling. "Miss me that much, huh?"
"Yeah, looks like. How you doin', Mia?" Dean asks as Ana lets out a yawn as Dean has an arm around her knowing that she is half asleep.
"Where's Ash?" Sam asks hurried and slightly out of breath.
"In his back room." Amelia says as she counts the money without looking up.
"Great." Sam says as he brushes past her, as Amelia fights an eyeroll at Sam.
"And I am good, thanks for asking." Amelia sarcastically retorts as Dean fights a small smile curving at his lips.
"Sorry, he's, we're... kind of on a bit of a timetable." Dean says as he softy rubs the fabric of Ana's flannel that she is wearing.
Sam approaches a rough wooden door with a sign hangiDng on it that reads: DR. BADASS IS: IN. "Ash? Hey, Ash?"
Ana also knocks on the door. "Hey, Dr. Badass, it's Stasia?"
The door is unlatched and opened a crack to reveal Ash, as Dean adverts his eyes away from the man. "Sam? Dean? Ana? The Three Amigos."
"Hey, Ash, we um need your help." Sam says to Ash.
"Well, hell then, guess I need my pants." Ash says as he shuts the door.
"Could have gone my whole life without seeing that." Ana grumbles as her nose wrinkled in disgust a little, which made her look adorable to Dean.
"Okay, and?"
"It's one thing if you aren't in a relationship, but when you are in a relationship, it is just weird." Ana says as Sam nods his head agreeing with the redhead.
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Ash is sitting at a table with his laptop open, looking at the hand-drawn sketch of a bus logo from Sam's vision that he had earlier. Sam sits across from Ash, as Dean and Ana are behind, Ana is dozing but trying her hardest to stay awake, knowing that they aren't going to be here for long. "You can go to bed, sweetheart. It's okay." Dean says as he pressed a soft kiss on top of Ana's head, as she nods her head as he handed her the keys to the Impala, and she walked out of the bar and walked to the impala in the parking lot. She laid down and after she got comfortable, she closed her eyes and fell asleep.
"Well, I got a match. It's the logo from the Blue Ridge bus lines in Guthrie, Oklahoma." Ash says as Sam nods his head.
Okay. Do me a favor - check Guthrie for any demonic signs, or omens, or something like that." Sam says.
"You think the demon's there?" Ash asks the younger Winchester.
"Yeah, maybe." Sam says.
"Why, would you think that?" Ash asks.
"Just check it, alright?" Dean says as Ash gives him a look.
"No, sir, nothing. No demon." Ash says.
"Alright, try something else for me. Search Guthrie for a house fire. It would be 1983, fire origins would be a baby's nursery, night of the kid's six-month birthday." Sam says as Ash looks at him, startled, as Dean looks around to check for eavesdroppers. Amelia and Jo are cleaning tables nearby, the Harvelle sisters are watching. "Okay, now that is just weird, man. Why the hell would I be looking for that." Ash says as Sam pulls out a beer bottle and sets it next to the laptop.
"'Cause there's a PBR in it for ya." Sam says.
"Give me fifteen minutes.
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Just then fifteen minutes later the two brothers head to the impala where a sleeping Ana is at. Dean is letting her sleep, because she hadn't been sleeping well these past couple nights. "So, whaddya got?"
"Andrew Gallagher. Born in eighty-three, just like me. Lost his mother in a nursery fire exactly six months later, also like me." Sam says as he looks through a stack of papers that Ash had given him.
"You think the demon killed his mom?" Dean asks.
"Sure, looks like it." Sam says.
"How did you even know to look for this guy?" Dean asks.
"Every premonition I've had, if they're not about the demon, they're about the kids the demon visited. Like Max Miller, remember him?"
"Yeah, but Max Miller was a pasty little psycho." Dean says.
"The point is he was killing people. And I was having the same type of visions about him. And now it could be happening all over again for this Gallagher guy." Sam says.
"How do we find him?" Dean asks.
"Don't know. No current address, no current employment. He still owes money on all his bills, phone, credit, utilities..." Sam says.
"Collection agency flags?" Dean says.
"None in the system." Sam says.
"They just let him take a walk?" Dean asks.
"Seems like it. There's a work address from his last W-2, about a year ago. Let's start there." Sam says.
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A couple hours later the three of them are in a coffee shop, the brothers and Ana are in suits and are sitting at a table. "You won't get anything out of Andy, guys. I'm sorry, but they never do." A girl named Tracy says.
"They?" Ana asks confused as she fought a yawn that wanted to come out. She slept most of the night and into the morning, but she wasn't a morning person. She woke up half an hour ago.
"You're debt collectors, right? Once in a while they come by. I don't know what Andy says to them, but they never come back." Tracy says.
"Actually we're, we're lawyers. Representing his Great Aunt Leta. She passed; God rest her soul and left Andy a sizable estate." Dean says.
"Yeah. So, are you a friend of his?" Sam asks.
"I used to be, yeah. I don't see much of Andy anymore." Tracy says.
"And? Andy kicks ass, man." Says a guy named Weber.
"Is that right?" Dean asks.
"Yeah, Andy can get you into anything. He even got me backstage at an Aerosmith once, it was beautiful, bro." Weber says.
"How about bussing a table or two, Weber?" Tracy says.
"Yeah, you bet, boss." Weber says.
"Look, if you want to find him, try Orchard Street. Just look for a van with a barbarian queen painted on the side." Tracy informs as Ana raised an eyebrow.
"Barbarian queen?" Ana asks slightly confused.
"She's riding a polar bear. It's kind of hard to miss." Tracy says as that's when the brothers and Ana bid a goodbye to the coffee shop.
"It's too early to see a frickin barbarian queen." Ana grumbles as she walks in the middle of the brothers.
"You mean a barbarian queen riding a polar bear?" Dean asks as Ana nudged him in the ribs which made him wince a little. "Ow. That doesn't mean you can nudge me, Annie?"
"Yes, it does." Ana comments which made Sam chuckle at the banter between the boyfriend and girlfriend.
"Annie, no one asked your opinion."
"Dean, I didn't ask for yours either."
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The three of them stake out on Orchard Street, watching the aforementioned van with a barbarian queen who is riding a polar bear. Just like Tracy described, which is still the weirdest shit that Ana has seen all day.
"I'm sorry, I'm starting to like this dude. That van is sweet."
"Let me guess, you're imagining me riding that polar bear?" Ana asks not really paying attention as she's reading a Harry Potter book.
"Damn right." Dean says which made the corners of Ana's lips curl up into a small smile. Dean turns his head and looks at Sam. "What's wrong?"
"Nothing." Sam replies.
"Sam, you look like you either want to shit or you're sucking on a lemon, what's going on in that freaky head of yours?" Ana asks the younger Winchester.
"This Andrew Gallagher, he's the second guy like this we've found, Ana. Demon came to them when they were kids, now they're killing people." Sam answers to the redhead's question.
"We don't know what Andrew Gallagher is, alright? He could be innocent." Dean says.
"My visions haven't been wrong yet." Sam says.
"What's your point?" Dean asks.
"My point is, I'm one of them." Sam says/
"No, you're not." Dean says.
"Dean, the demon said he had plans for me and children like me." Sam says.
"So, you're just going to believe whatever a demon tells you?" Ana asks the younger Winchester.
"Yeah, what Annie said." Dean says.
"Maybe this is his plan, maybe we're all a bunch of psychic freaks, maybe we're all supposed to be--" Sam says but Dean cuts him off.
"What, killers?" Dean asks, as Ana goes back to her book, that she's reading.
"Yeah." Sam says.
"So, this demon wants you out there killing with your mind, is that it? Come on, give me a break. You're not a murderer, Sam! You don't have it in your bones."
"Technically--" Ana says but Dean cuts her off.
"Annie, hush." Dean says to the redhead.
"Rude." Ana mumbles under her breath.
"No? Last I checked, I kill all kinds of things." Sam says.
"Those things were asking for it. There's a difference." Dean says.
Dean looks out the window, away from Sam. Andy, exits a building, wearing pajamas and a long satin robe embroidered with dragons. "Got him." Sam says as Ana frowns, as she puts her bookmark back in her book.
A woman in a second-story window waves to Andy, who blows her a kiss. Andy greets a man on the street, who smiles at him and hands Andy his coffee. Further along, Andy greets Dr. Jennings, and shakes his hand.
"That's him. That older guy, that's him, that's the shooter." Sam says.
"Alright, you keep on him. Me and Annie will stick with Andy." Dean says as Ana climbed into the front seat when Sam left.
Andy gets in his van and drives off, as Dean follows him in his car. A few minutes later, Andy stops and gets out of the van, walking back to Dean and Ana who tucks a handgun in their jackets.
"Hey." Andy says to the couple.
"Hey, hey." Dean says.
"This is a cherry ride." Andy says to Dean.
"Yeah, thanks, as Ana has a small smile.
"Man, the '67 Impala, best year if you ask me. This is a serious classic." Andy says.
"Yeah, you know, I just rebuilt her, too." Dean says.
"Yeah?" Andy says.
"Yeah, can't let a car like this one go." Dean says.
"Damn straight. Can I have it?" Andy asks.
"Sure, man." Dean says as him and Ana get out of the car, smiling as Andy is now in the driver's side.
"Sweet." Andy says smiling.
"Hop right in there. There ya go." Dean says.
"Take it easy." Andy says.
"Alright." Dean says as Andy drives off in the Impala, leaving Ana and Dean in the street looking confused.
"Did you just give, baby to Andy?" Ana asks Dean.
"Yup." Dean says to Ana.
"Well, no one said you're smart." Ana comments as Dean gives her a side-eyed look.
"Yeah, yeah, I know."
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Sam leaves the store and goes down to the street, where he sees Andy drive by in the Impala, he stares in shock. Sam quickly got his phone out and calls Dean. "Dean! Andy's got the Impala!"
"I know! He just sorta asked me for it, and I-I let him take it." Dean says.
"You what?" Sam asks.
"He full on Obi-Wanned me. It's mind control, man!" Dean says as Sam watches in horror as Dr. Jennigs walks in front of a bus, which slams into him at full speed.
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As paramedics put Dr. Jennings into a body bag, Sam sits on the curb nearby. Dean crouches behind him, hand on his back.
"I kept him out of the gun store. I thought he was okay. I thought he was past it, at least... I should have stayed with him." Sam says
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Weber is busing dishes and Andy enters, looking upset. "Andy! Whassup, dog?" Weber raises a hand to high-five Andy, who ignores him and heads for Tracy.
"Andy! What are you doing here?" Tracy asks Andy.
"Doctor Jennigs... he's dead." Andy says to Tracy.
"Oh no, I'm sorry." Tracy says.
"I don't know, I, I, was, I was upset, and I wanted to see you." Andy says as Tracy puts her hands on his.
"Well, I'm glad you did. I um, I missed you. Oh, you know? Some guys and a girl were here this morning looking for you."
"What guys and girl?" Andy asks.
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"Thank god! Oh, I'm sorry baby. I'll never leave you again. Well, at least he left the keys in it."
"Yeah. Real Samaritan, this guy." Ana says sarcastically.
"Well, it looks like he can't work his mojo just by twitching his nose, he's gotta use verbal commands." Dean says to Ana.
"The doctor had just gotten off his cell phone when he stepped in front of that bus. Andy must have called him or something." Sam says.
"I don't know, maybe." Dean says.
"Beg your pardon?" Sam asks.
"I just don't know if he's, our guy." Ana adds.
"Ana, you had OJ convicted before he got out of his white Bronco, and you have doubts about this?" Sam asks.
"He just doesn't seem like the stone-killer type, that's all. You know, and OJ was guilty." Dean says.
"Either way, how are we going to track this guy down?" Sam asks.
"Not a problem." Dean says.
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The three of them approach Andy's blue van from the back. "Not exactly an inconspicuous ride, let's have a look." Dean says as he pulls a small crowbar out of his jacket and pries open the back door. Porn music plays as the interior is revealed: disco ball, fur rugs, a tiger painted on the wall, several thick books, and an enormous bong.
"Oh, oh come on. This is... this is magnificent, that's what this is. Not exactly a serial killer's lair, though. There's no... clown paintings on the walls, or scissors stuck in victim's photos. I like the tiger." Dean says as Ana looks at the books.
"Hegel, Kant, Wittgenstein? That's some pretty heavy reading, baby." Ana says.
"Yeah, and uh, and Moby Dick's bong." Dean says as Ana turns her head at Sam.
"I see what you have to live with, now." Sam says as Ana has a smile on her face as Dean turns to Ana and Sam.
"I can hear you. You know that right?" Dean asks as Ana nods her head at her boyfriend.
"Yeah, well, I'm very well aware of that." Ana says as she pats Dean's shoulder. "But I don't care."
"Course you don't." Dean grumbles.
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The three are sitting in the impala. Dean is eating something in a foil wrapper, and Ana is eating a ham sandwich, as Sam studies a stack of papers. "Ugh. You know, one day I'd love to just sit down and eat something I didn't have to microwave at a minimart."
"I can think of something, but I don't think Sam wants to know." Ana says as Dean was caught off guard at what Ana said, not expecting her to say that.
"No, I don't." Sam says without looking at Ana. "What I don't get is the motive. I mean, the doctor was squeaky clean, why would Andy waste him?" Sam asks.
"If it is Andy." Dean grumbles.
"Dude, enough." Sam says as he looked at his brother.
"What?" Dean asks.
"The doctor was mind-controlled in front of a bus. Andy just happens to have the power of mind control. You do the math." Sam says.
"I just don't think the guy's got it in him, that's all." Dean says as Ana nods her head at what her boyfriend said.
"Well, how the hell would you know? I mean, why are you bending over backwards defending him?" Sam asks.
"'Cause you're not right about this." Dean says.
"About Andy?" Sam asks.
Just then Andy appears suddenly at Sam's open window, slamming his hands down and leaning in. "Hey! You think I haven't seen you three? Why are you three following me?"
"Well, we're lawyers. See, a relative of yours has passed aw--" Sam says but Andy interrupted him.
"Tell the truth!" Andy says.
"That's what I'm--" Sam says as Andy cuts him off.
"We hunt demons." Dean says as Sam, Andy and Ana all look at Dean.
"What?" Andy asks.
"Dean!" Sam exclaims to his brother.
"Demons and spirits. Things your worst nightmares wouldn't even touch. Sam, here he's my brother, and Ana, she's, my girlfriend."
"Dean, shut up!" Sam says as he tries to get Dean to stop talking.
"I'm trying. He's psychic. Kind of like you. Well, not really like you, but see, he thinks you're a murderer, and he's afraid that he's going to become one himself, 'cause you're all part of something that's terrible. And I hope to hell that he's wrong, but I'm starting to get a little scared that he might be right." Dean says.
"Okay, you know what?" Andy says, as his voice gets deeper. "Just leave me alone."
"Okay." Dean says.
"Alright?" Andy says as he starts to walk away, as Dean cringes holding his head, as Ana whacks him on his head.
"Ow." Dean grumbles, as Sam gets out of the car, following Andy.
"What are you doing? Look, I, I said leave me alone." Andy says as his voice got deeper again. "Alright? Get out of here, just start driving and never stop."
"Doesn't seem to work on me, Andy." Sam as he continues to walk towards Andy, who walks behind him.
"What?" Andy asks.
"You can make people do things, can't you? You can tell them what to think." Sam says as Dean and Ana get out of the car. Sam holds a hand up, warning them not to come closer.
"Look, tha--" Andy says as he laughs. "That's crazy."
"It all started about a year ago, didn't it? After you turned twenty-two. Little stuff at first, and then you got better at controlling it." Sam says.
"How do you know all this?" Andy asks.
"Because the same thing happened to me, Andy. My mom died in a fire too. I have abilities too. You see, we're connected, you and me." Sam says.
"You know what? Just, just, just, just get out of here...alright?" Andy says.
"Why did you tell the doctor to walk in front of a bus." Sam asks.
"What?" Andy asks as Sam then gets a vision, flash of fire, and a hand holding a gas pump. He cringes. The vision continues in pieces as he tries to focus on Andy.
"Why did you kill him?" Sam asks.
"I didn't!" Andy exclaims as Sam cringes again as the vision hits with full force.
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Sam holds his head with his hands and starts to fall: Dean and Ana runs over to catch him and lowers him gently on the asphalt. "Sam? What is it?" Ana asks.
"Look, I didn't do anything to him." Andy says.
"A woman. A woman burning alive." Sam says.
"What else did you get?" Ana asks.
"A gas station, a woman is gonna kill herself." Sam says.
"What does he mean, going to. What is he, what is--"
"Shut up!" Ana says to Andy.
"She gets triggered by a call on her cell." Sam says.
"When?" Dean asks.
"I don't know." Sam says as Dean helps him stand. "But as long as we keep our eyes on this son of a bitch, he can't hurt her."
"I didn't hurt anybody." Andy says.
"Yeah, not yet." Sam says as just then a fire engine roars past, with its sirens blaring. Then all turn to watch it.
"Go." Sam says to Ana and Dean as the couple runs off to follow the siren.
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The firemen are putting out the fire, as Ana calls Sam on her phone. "Hey, she's dead. Burned up, just like you said."
"When?" Sam asks.
"Like minutes before me and Dean got here. I mean the smell hasn't even cleared. What's up with your visions, man? This wasn't even a head start."
"I don't know, alright? I can't control them, I don't know what the hell is going on." Sam says.
"Listen, you were with Andy, when this whole thing went down, so it, it can't be him, it's gotta be someone else doing this." Ana says.
"That doesn't make sense." Sam says.
"What else is new? Well, me and Dean will dig around here, see what else we can find." Ana says to Sam then she hangs up.
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Dean pulls up in the Impala and Sam and Andy stand, as Dean and Ana get out of the car. "Victim's name was Holly Beckett, forty-one, single."
"Who is she?" Sam asks Andy.
"Never heard of her." Andy says.
"Annie called Ash on the way over here; he came up with a little something. Apparently, Holly Beckett gave birth when she was eighteen years old, back in 1983. Same day, you were born, Andy." Dean says.
"Andy, you were adopted?" Sam asks.
"Well, yeah."
"Well, that explains a lot." Ana grumbles as Andy shot her a look, before looking between the brothers.
"You were? And you neglected to mention that?" Dean asks.
"Never really came up. I mean, I, I never knew my birth parents, and, and like you said my adopted mom died when I was a baby -- do you, do you think this Holly woman could actually be my m--" Andy says as Ana cuts him off.
"I don't know. I tried to get a copy of the birth records, but they're hard copy only, sealed into the county office." Ana says.
"Well, screw that." Andy says.
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The brothers and Ana are going through boxes of files, as Andy walks an elderly security guard to the door of the office. "Probably shouldn't have let you kids in here."
"No, it'll all be fine. Alright? Just go get a cup of coffee." Andy says as the guard leaves, Andy continues to talk but in a dramatic voice. "These aren't the 'droids you're looking for."
Dean grins as he overhears what Andy had said. "Awesome."
"I got it." Ana says.
"Yeah? What does it say, baby?" Dean asks.
"Andy, it's true, Holly Beckett was your birth mother." Ana reads.
"Huh. Does anyone have a Vicodin?" Andy asks as Ana furrows her eyebrows slightly at what he had said.
"Dr. Jennings was her doctor, too. I mean, he oversaw the adoption. You have a solid connection to both of them." Ana says as she continues to read.
"Yeah, but, I, I, didn't kill them." Andy says.
"We believe you." Dean says.
"Yeah." Sam says.
"But uh, who did?" Sam asks.
"I think I got a pretty good guess. Holly Beckett gave birth to twins." Ana reads.
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Andy is siting with both hands on his head, staring straight ahead in shock. Dean is standing by a printer nearby; Sam is sitting in a chair watching Ana pacing with a folder in her hands. "I have an evil twin."
"Holly put you and your brother up for adoption. And you went to the Gallagher family, obviously, and your brother went to the Weems family from upstate." Sam says.
"Andy, how you doin? Still with us?" Dean asks.
"Um. What was my brother's name?" Andy asks.
"Here. Um, Ansen Weems. And he's got a local address." Ana says.
"He -- he lives here?" Andy asks.
"Let's get a look at him. Got his picture coming off from the DMV right now." Dean says as he pulls some papers out of the printer and looks at them in shock. "Hate to kick you while you're freaked." Dean says. "Take a look at that."
Dean shows him one of the pages to Andy who looks up in shock. It is Weber from the diner.
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Dean drives the impala down a dark road with Sam and Ana as Andy is in the backseat with Ana. "Alright, Andy. Tell us, everything you know about this guy." Sam says.
"Well, I mean, not much. I.... Weber shows up one day, eight months ago? Acting like he was my best friend in the world. Kinda weird, like, trying too hard, you know?" Andy explains as Sam starts cringing, as he rubs his eyes.
"Must have known you guys were twins. Why did he change his name? Why not just tell you the truth?" Dean asks.
"I have no idea." Andy says.
"Aah!"
"Sam?" Ana asks.
Sam yells in panic, struggling with the door. Sam? Sam! Sam!" Dean says as he stops the car, as Sam shoves the door open, leaning out. Dean gets out and runs around the car to kneel beside him, grabbing his shoulders. "Hey! Hey!" Dean says to Sam.
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Near the bridge the impala pulls to a stop, the brothers and Ana get out and circle around to the trunk which Ana opens. "Dean, Ana, maybe you two should stay back." Sam says to the couple.
"No argument here. Had my head screwed with enough for one day." Dean says as Ana pulls out two handguns, as she has one in her pocket of her jean jacket. She walks forward he stopped by Andy, who has gotten out of the car.
"I'm coming with you three." Andy says as Ana shakes her head at Andy.
"Andy, no." Ana says as she took a breath to keep herself sane for the next couple minutes.
"If it's Tracy out there... then I'm coming." Andy says as Ana fights a scowl from escaping her lips.
The window behind Weber's head shatters as Ana shoves a handgun in his face. "Get out of the car! Now!" She says to the man.
"You really don't want to do this." Weber says in a deep demonic voice. Ana backhands him hard, on the other side of the car, Andy opens the door and pulls Tracy out.
"Tracy! Come here, come here, come here. It's okay." Andy says.
"Andy! I can't! I couldn't control myself." Tracy says as Ana opens Weber's door and pulls him out of the car. He pins him facedown over the payment with her gun aimed at his head.
"Don't move. Don't move!" Ana says as Andy runs over to Ana and Weber and shoves a strip of duct tape over Weber's mouth. He rears back and kicks Weber twice, furious. Ana pushes him back.
"No! No, Andy, let me handle this, alright?" Ana asks.
"I'm gonna kill you!" Andy shouts.
"No! I'll handle this, I'll handle this!" Ana shouts back.
"I will kill you!" Andy shouts.
"Andy! Listen to me! Listen to me!" Ana shouts.
Weber stares at Tracy, who picks up a large stick and hits Ana on the back of the neck with it. He goes down, unconscious. Andy turns to her as Weber stands up. "Tracy, stop!" Andy says. "I said STOP IT!"
Tracy drops the stick and backs away terrified. Andy turns back to Weber, who pulls the duct tape off his mouth. "How did you do that?" Andy asks.
"Practice, bro. If you'd just practice, you would know. Sometimes you don't need to use your words. If you have to..." Weber says as he taps his forehead. "All you need is this. Sometimes the headache's worth it."
"You're a twisted son of a bitch!" Andy says as he grabs Weber.
"Back off, Andy. Or Tracy's gonna do a little flying." Weber says as Andy turns in horror to see Tracy standing on the ledge. "Aren't you, Trace?" Weber asks, as he turns back to Andy. "I'm stronger than you. I can do it."
"Okay, okay." Andy says as he backs away with his hands up. "Okay, alright, just... just please don't hurt her."
"Don't be mad at me, okay? I know, it's, it's all wrong. I didn't mean for this to happen, it's just... Tracy? She's trying to come between us." Weber says to Andy.
"You're insane." Andy says.
"She's garbage! Man, they all are! We can, we can push them, we can make them do whatever we want!" Weber says.
"Are you really, are you really this stupid? Is it--" Andy says but Weber cuts him off.
"Wha--" Webber says but Andy stops him.
"I mean, you, you learn you've got a twin." Andy says as Ana starts coming to. "You call him up, you go out for a drink, you don't start killing people!"
"I've wanted to tell you for so long, bro. But he didn't let me. He said I had to wait until the time was..." Weber says.
"Who?" Andy asks.
"The man with the yellow eyes." Weber says.
"What are you talking about?" Andy asks.
"He came to me. In my dream. He said I was special. He told me he's got big plans for me. Wait, 'til you see what's in store, Andy for both of us! See, he's the one who told me that... I had a brother. A twin."
"Why did you kill our mother? Why? And why Dr. Jennings?" Andy asks Weber.
"Because they split us up! They ruined our lives, Andy! We could have been together this whole time. Instead of alone. I couldn't, I couldn't let 'em do it, I couldn't let them get away with that. No." Weber says.
The next moments was a blur to Ana as they had happened so fast. The next thing that she remembered was someone grabbing her and carrying her, as she presumed it was Dean. Her eyes and just saw an outline of a figure, she was too dazed and dizzy to know.
"S'me sweetheart." Was the voice as it was Dean, but Ana was too dazed to even really care. She leaned into Dean's chest as he was carrying her bridal style, he wrapped his arms around her. "S'kay, baby?" He asked her as there was a clear worry in his voice if she was okay.
She nodded her head at what he had said, as he pressed a kiss on the top of her head. He was glad that she was okay, but he wasn't going to bomber her with questions knowing that she isn't in the right mindset right now.
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Rescue and police crews have arrived on the scene. Andy is talking to three police officers; his stance is confident. Ana is crouching by a wall, as a paramedic is tending to his shoulder, as Dean stands beside her.
"He shot himself. And you saw it happen." Andy says.
"Yeah, we did." The police officer says.
"Look at him, he's getting better at it." Sam says as Andy passes an ambulance where Tracy is sitting, with a blanket over her shoulders. She avoids her eyes, as Andy approaches the brothers and Ana.
"She won't even look at me." Andy says.
"Yeah, she's pretty shaken up." Sam says, as Dean continues to hold Ana in his arms.
"No, it's, this is different. It's uh, I never, I never used my mind thing on her before. Before last night. She scared of me now." Andy says.
"Hey, Andy, I hate to do this, but um, we have to get out of here. Here. I wrote down my cell. You don't have to be alone in this, alright? If anything comes up, just call me up." Sam says.
"Wha-- what am I supposed to do now?" Andy asks.
"You be good, Andy. Or we'll be back." Dean says as he adjusted Ana in his arms. After bidding Andy goodbye, the brothers and Ana, walk away.
"Look, I was right." Sam says.
"About what?" Dean asks.
"Andy. He's a killer after all." Sam says.
"No, he's a hero. He saved his girlfriend's life; he saved my life." Dean says.
"Bottom line, last night, he wasted somebody." Sam says.
"Yeah, but he's not a foaming-at-the-mouth psycho. He was just, he was pushed into that." Dean says.
"Weber was pushed too, in his own way. Max Mill was pushed. Hell, I was pushed by Jessica's death.
"What's your point, Sam?" Dean asks.
"Right circumstances, everyone's capable of murder. Everyone. You know, maybe that's what the demon's doing. Pushing us. Finding ways to break us." Sam says.
"Sam, we don't know what the demon wants, okay? Quit worrying about it." Dean says.
"You know, I heard you before, Dean, when Andy made you tell the truth. You're just as scared of this as I am." Sam says.
"That was mind control. I mean, it's like, like, that's like being roofied man, that doesn't count." Dean says.
"What?" Sam asks.
"No. I'm, I'm calling do-over." Dean says.
"What are you seven?" Sam asks, as Dean gently lays Ana down in the backseat as her head is on some jackets used as pillows. He covers her with her blanket.
"Doesn't matter. Look, we've just gotta keep doing what we're doing, find that evil son of a bitch and kill it." Dean says.
"Yeah. I guess." Sam says as just then Ana's phone rings, and Dean maneuvers his hand into her jacket pocket and grabs her phone and picks it up.
"Hello? Amelia. What's going on? Yeah, we'll be right there." Dean says as he then hangs up.
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The brothers and Ana re sitting at the bar at the Roadhouse, Ellen behind it and Amelia and Jo walking around the outside. "Jo?" Ellen calls.
"Hmm?" Jo hums to her mother.
"Go, pull up another case of beer, and a bottle of whiskey." Ellen says.
"Mom." Jo says.
"Now. Please." Ellen says as Jo leaves, Ellen leans on the bar in front of the brothers and Ana, who is sitting beside Dean. She's using his shoulder as a pillow.
"So. You uh, you want to tell me about this last hunt of yours?" Ellen asks.
"No. Not really. No offense, it's just kind of a family thing." Dean says not completely trusting Ellen.
"Not anymore." Ellen says, as Amelia drops a stack of papers on the bar. "Mia got this stuff from Ash. Andrew Gallagher's house burnt on his six-month birthday. Just like your house. You think it was the demon both times, don't you? You think it went after Gallagher's family?"
"Yeah, we think so." Sam says as Amelia nods her head as she is standing beside her mother.
"Sam..." Dean says under his breath, as he has an arm around Ana.
"Why?" Ellen asks.
"None of your business." Dean quips to Ellen.
"You mind your tongue with me boy. This isn't just your war, this is war. Now, something big and bad's coming and it's coming fast, and their side holds all the cards. Now, at best we all got is us. Together. No secrets or half-truth's here." Ellen says.
"There are people out there, like Andy Gallagher, like me. And um... we all have some kind of ability." Sam says as Amelia furrows her eyebrows.
"Ability? What ability?" Amelia asks.
"Psychic ability. Me, I have, um, I have visions. Premonitions, I don't know, it's, it's different for everybody. The demon said he had plans for people like us." Sam says.
"What kind of plans?" Amelia asks.
"We don't really know for sure." Sam says.
"These people out there, these psychics -- they dangerous?" Ellen asks.
"No. Not all of them." Dean says.
"But some are. Some are very dangerous." Sam says.
"Okay, how many of them are we looking at?" Amelia asks.
"We've been able to track a clear pattern so far. They're all had house fires on the night of the kid's six-month birthday." Dean explains.
"That's not true." Sam says.
"What?" Dean asks.
"Weber? Or Ansen Weems, or whatever his name is -- I looked at his files, and there was no house fire. There's nothing out of the ordinary." Sam says.
"Which breaks pattern. So, if there's any others like him, there'd be nothing in the system. No way to track 'em all down." Ellen says.
"And so, who knows how many of 'em are really out there?" Dean asks as Jo is standing with the beer and whiskey.
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