CARRY ON

"Hey, Sam?" Dean asks.

"Yeah?"

"You know that guy I shot? There was a person in there." Dean says.

"You didn't have a choice, Dean."

"Yeah, I know, that's not what bothers me." Dean says.

"Then what does?"

"Killing that guy, killing Meg. I didn't hesitate, I didn't even flinch. For you or Dad, the things I'm willing to do or kill, it's just, uh ... it scares me sometimes." Dean admits.

Sam just looks at him, not knowing what to say. John comes into the room. "It shouldn't. You did good." John says.

"You're not mad?" Dean asks.

"For what?"

"Using a bullet." Dean says.

"Mad? I'm proud of you. You know, Sam and I, we can get pretty obsessed. But you – you watch out for this family. You always have." John says.

"Thanks."

The wind suddenly picks up and the lights start to flicker. They all go over to the window. "It found us. It's here." John says.

"The demon?" Sam asks.

"Sam, lines of salt in front of every window, every door." John demands.

"I already did it."

"Well, check it, okay?"

"Okay." Sam leaves the room.

"Dean, you got the gun?"

"Yeah."

"Give it to me." John says.

Dean starts taking the Colt out of his jeans. "Dad, Sam tried to shoot the demon in Salvation. It disappeared." He says.

"This is me. I won't miss. Now, the gun, hurry." John says. Dean hesitates and looks down at the gun. "Son, please." Dean starts to back up a few steps. "Give me the gun. What are you doing, Dean?"

"He'd be furious." Dean says.

"What?"

"That I wasted a bullet. He wouldn't be proud of me, he'd tear me a new one." Dean says. John just looks at him as Dean raises the gun, pointing it at him and cocking it. "You're not my Dad."

ean has the gun pointed at John. "Dean, it's me." John says.

"I know my Dad better than anyone. And you ain't him." Dean says.

"What the hell's gotten into you?" John asks.

"I could ask you the Same thing. Stay back."

Sam comes into the room and is shocked to see Dean pointing the gun at John. "Dean? What the hell's going on?" Sam asks.

"Your brother's lost his mind." John says.

"He's not Dad." Dean says.

"What?"

"I think he's possessed. I think he's been possessed since we rescued him." Dean says.

He starts to get upset. "Don't listen to him, Sammy." John says.

"Dean, how do you know?" Sam asks.

Dean fights back tears. "He's ... he's different." He cries.

"You know, we don't have time for this. Sam, you wanna kill this demon, you've gotta trust me." John says. Sam looks back and forth between his father and brother. Dean glances at him, but doesn't say anything else to convince him. "Sam?" John asks.

Sam looks back and forth. "No. No." He says. He moves over to stand by his brother's side. John looks at them.

"Fine. You're both so sure, go ahead. Kill me." John looks down and waits. Dean holds the gun on him, but can't pull the trigger. "I thought so."

He looks back up and his eyes are yellow. Sam lunges, but is thrown against the wall, pinned there.

So is Dean, and he drops the Colt. John picks it up. "What a pain in the ass this thing's been." It says.

"It's you, isn't it? We've been looking for you for a long time." Sam says.

"Well, you found me."

"But the holy water?" Sam asks.

"You think something like that works on something like me?"

Sam tries to fight the force that has him pinned to the wall, but fails. "I'm gonna kill you!" He yells.

"Oh, that'd be a neat trick. In fact," The Demon puts the gun down on a table. "here. Make the gun float to you there, psychic boy." Sam looks at the gun, but nothing happens. "Well, this is fun." He walks over to the window beside Dean. "I could've killed you a hundred times today, but this...this is worth the wait." Dean struggles, but is still pinned to the wall. John looks over at him. "Your Dad – he's in here with me. Trapped inside his own meat suit. He says "hi", by the way. He's gonna tear you apart. He's gonna taste the iron in your blood." It says.

"Let him go, or I swear to God-" Dean starts.

"What? What are you and God gonna do? You see, as far as I'm concerned, this is justice." He comes over to Dean. "You know that little exorcism of yours? That was my daughter."

"Who, Meg?" Dean asks.

"The one in the alley? That was my boy. You understand." It says.

"You've got to be kidding me."

"What? You're the only one that can have a family? You destroyed my children. How would you feel if I killed your family?" He smiles at Dean. "Oh, that's right. I forgot. I did. Still, two wrongs don't make a right."

"You son of a bitch." Dean sneers.

"I wanna know why. Why'd you do it?" Sam asks.

It turns to Sam. "You mean why did I kill Mommy and pretty, little Jess?" It asks.

"Yeah."

The Demon turns back to Dean. "You know, I never told you this, but Sam was going to ask her to marry him. Been shopping for rings and everything. You want to know why? Because they got in the way." It says.

"In the way of what?" Sam asks.

"My plans for you, Sammy. You... and all the children like you."

"Listen, you mind just getting this over with, huh? Cause I really can't stand the monologuing." Dean says.

It goes to him. "Funny, but that's all part of your M.O., isn't it? Masks all that nasty pain, masks the truth." It says.

"Oh, yeah? What's that?" Dean asks.

"You know, you fight and you fight for this family, but the truth is they don't need you. Not like you need them. Sam – he's clearly John's favorite. Even when they fight, it's more concern than he's ever shown you."

"I bet you're real proud of your kids, too, huh? Oh wait, I forgot. I wasted 'em." Dean just smiles at him and John looks at Dean. He steps back and puts his head down.

When he looks back up Dean suddenly yells in pain. "Dean! No!" Sam yells.

Dean starts to bleed heavily from his chest. Sam starts to struggle against the force pinning him. "Dad! Dad, don't you let it kill me!" Dean yells. John looks at him again and smiles. Dean starts screaming in pain.

"Dean! No!" The blood is flowing out of Dean. Sam struggles as hard as he can to break free.

Blood is running out of Dean's mouth. "Dad, please." He says. Dean passes out.

"Dean!" Sam yells.

Suddenly, John whispers. "Stop." Sam is suddenly let go. "Stop it."

Sam dives and grabs the gun off the table. John turns to him, eyes yellow once again, and Sam aims the gun at him. "You kill me, you kill Daddy." It says.

"I know." Sam fires the gun, shooting John in the leg.

He falls down and so does Dean. Sam gets up and goes to his brother. "Dean? Dean, hey? Oh God, you've lost a lot of blood." Sam says.

"Where's Dad?" Dean asks.

"He's right here. He's right here, Dean." Sam says.

"Go check on him." Dean says.

"Dean."

"Go check on him." He repeats. Sam gets up and goes over to check on John. He is laying motionless on the floor.

"Dad? Dad?" Sam asks.

John suddenly looks up. "Sammy! It's still alive. It's inside me, I can feel it. You shoot me. You shoot me! You shoot me in the heart, son!" John says as Sam aims the gun at John. "Do it now!"

"Sam, don't you do it. Don't you do it." Dean says.

"You've gotta hurry! I can't hold onto it much longer! You shoot me, son! Shoot me! Son, I'm begging you! We can end this here and now! Sammy!" John yells.

"Sam, no." Dean says.

"You do this! Sammy! Sam..." The demon suddenly leaves John in a black cloud from his mouth. It disappears through the floor. John looks at Sam accusingly.

n the Impala Sam is driving with John by his side. Dean is in the back seat. John gasps in pain, Dean is just slumped in the back seat. "Look, just hold on, alright. The hospital's only ten minutes away." Sam says.

"I'm surprised at you, Sammy. Why didn't you kill it? I thought we saw eye-to-eye on this? Killing this demon comes first – before me, before everything." John says.

Sam looks in the rear view mirror at Dean. "No, sir. Not before everything. Look, we've still got the Colt. We still have the one bullet left. We just have to start over, alright? I mean, we already found the demon..." Sam starts.

An eighteen wheeler suddenly slams into the passenger side of the Impala at full speed, driving it sideways in front of it. The driver of the semi is sitting behind the wheel. His eyes are black. Dean, Sam, and John are all unconscious in the car – blood all over them.