The three of them leave the motel and head for the location of the wax museum that Sam had discovered online, it currently had wax figures of not only Lincoln but James Dean and that couldn't have been a coincidence. The three of them enter the museum looking around, as Dean stares down the figure of Gandhi "Dude he's short" Dean says to Sam.

"Hey, Gandhi was a great man" Sam says to him.

"Yeah, for a Smurf" Dean says and Calliope just rolls her eyes at him. Just then they hear a door close and the person in charge of the museum comes down the stairs.

"Okay, sorry to keep you waiting, this is our busiest time of the year" he says to them as they look around seeing that they are the only people in the building.

"This is busy?" Dean asks him.

"Well, not right now, but it's early" he says to him.

"It's 4:30" Dean says.

"So, what can I do for you?" the man then asks.

"Well, we are writing a piece for Travel Magazine" Sam tells him.

"Yeah, on how totally non-sucky wax museums are" Dean adds.

"That's fantastic, a little press, just what we need" the man says buying the lie that they gave.

"That's great, we were interested in two specific exhibits, Abraham Lincoln and James Dean" Calliope says.

"Two of our most popular displays" the man tells her.

"Is that right, they bring in lots of visitors" she says to him.

"We have our regulars" he says to her.

"I don't suppose that William Hill and Cal Hopkins were regulars, where they?" Dean then asks.

The man shakes his head, "Yeah, as a matter of fact, they were. I heard what happened to them, it's tragic, just tragic. That's not gonna be in the article, is it?" he then asks them.

"No, no, no, of course not" Sam reassures him.

"You know, I gotta tell you, that Lincoln is so lifelike. I mean, you know, you can just imagine him moving around. You ever see anything like that" Dean suddenly says.

"Uh? No" the man tells him.

"Well, is there anything you can think of...that would make your museum unusual? You know, for the article" Sam asks him.

"I'll say, there isn't another place like us not anywhere" he tells Sam.

"How so?" Dean asks.

"Well, for one, that's Honest Abe's real hat" he points out.

"It is?" Sam asks.

"Almost like his remains" Dean remarks.

The man gives Dean a quizzical look, "Uh, I guess" he says.

"You wouldn't happen to have any James Dean's personal effects, would you?" Sam asks him.

"Yeah, got his keychain, I got a bunch of stuff. Gandhi's bifocals, FDR's iron lung, this" he says indicating the leather jacket he was wearing.

"Who did that belong to?" Sam asks him.

"The Fonz, seasons two through four" he tells them giving them the thumbs up.

"Wow, that's so cool" Calliope says sarcastically though the man doesn't pick up on it.

"This? This is nothing, I've been working on a new collection of figures" he then tells her, "Stuff that will really wow the kids" he continues.

"The kids?" Dean asks.

"Yeah, Gen Y. Computer games, cell phones, sexting. They're just fads, I'm gonna make wax museums hip again" he says giving them thumbs up once again.

Calliope and Sam stand by the trunk of the Impala, loading a shotgun each with rock salt shots, "You honestly think this is a famous ghost thing?" Calliope asks Sam.

"Honestly, I have no idea" he says as he places the last shell in his gun. They both place their weapons back in the trunk and head inside the motel where they see Dean on the phone, "Yeah Abraham Lincoln and James Dean. Can you believe that? Why so kill crazy? I don't know, maybe apocalypse has got them all hot and bothered. Well, yeah we all know whose fault that is." they hear Dean say, and Calliope gives Sam a sympathetic look. "Well, I'm sorry, but it's true" Dean then says and this time Sam slams the door shut clearly letting Dean know that they were there. Dean turns around and sees them, "I'll call you later, Bye" he says into the phone hanging up.

"What's going on?" Sam asks him.

"Did you get the trunk packed up?" Dean quickly asks.

"Yeah, it's packed, who were you talking too?" Calliope then asks him.

"Bobby" Dean tells her.

"And?" Sam asks.

"Nothing" Dean says.

"So, we're just gonna pretend we didn't hear what we just heard" Calliope suddenly says.

"Pretend or don't pretend, whatever floats your boat" Dean then says as he walks back over to get his jacket.

"This was supposed to be a fresh start, Dean" Sam says to his brother.

"Well, this is about as fresh as it gets" Dean remarks as he grabs his jacket, "Now we going or not" he says as he walks past Calliope and Sam, walking out the motel room.

"Sam, don't listen to what Dean says, I know for a fact that the apocalypse wasn't your fault, you were manipulated" Calliope says to him.

"Thanks Calliope, but we both know that everyone else doesn't believe that" Sam tells her as he then goes to walk out the door.

Calliope follows the boys in her own car, heading back for the wax museum. Parking her car, she gets out and walks over to the Impala, and takes one of the shotguns from the trunk of the car. Dean closes the trunk and the three of them start to head inside. Once inside, Calliope and Sam look around, as Sam spots a wastebasket and goes to pick it up for them to burn the items in. As he does this Dean walks up to the Abraham Lincoln figure and takes the hat off looking at it as he then places it on his head. "Check it out" he says to Sam and Calliope, as he holds onto his jacket, "Four scores and seven years ago..I had a funny hat" he says trying to imitate Lincoln.

"Seriously Dean" Calliope says rolling her eyes at him, as Sam puts the wastebasket down.

"I can't have any fun with this?" he asks her.

"Let's just torch the objects, torch the ghosts, get out of here, okay?" Sam says as Dean tosses the hat in the basket.

"I'll grab East of Eden's keychain" Dean says as he then walks away from them. As Sam and Calliope stand there, Calliope starts to get a little creeped out with all the figures staring at them. Sam then starts to take a closer look at the Lincoln figure, "Sam this place is creeping me out" Calliope says to him quietly as he keeps looking at the figure.

Just then the door in the room slams shut and Calliope gasps in shock, "Dean?" both her and Sam call out and she walks toward the door, going to open it. Calliope pulls at the door handles and the door doesn't budge, "Dean!" she calls out. Just then it starts to get cold in the room, and both her and Sam see their breath. Quickly they raise their guns and start to look around as Calliope moves back toward Sam. As they continue to look around, they hear a noise, and Sam's gun is tossed out of his hand, and they both look where it landed. Out of nowhere Sam is then attacked, and looking at who was attacking him Calliope is shocked to see it's Gandhi.

She stands there for a moment, as Sam tries to fight him off, trying to aim her gun at them, they keep moving around and she worries about shooting Sam. As Sam knocks Ghandi off his back, Calliope goes over to help Sam get up, as Gandhi goes for the attack again, this time knocking Calliope down. As she tries to get back up, she sees Gandhi choking Sam, and Dean comes into the room.

"Dude, is that Gandhi?" he asks him.

"Yes" Calliope tells him.

"He's squirlly" Dean says.

"Just get the...get the glasses" Calliope tells him as she gets up. Dean gets the glasses and tosses them into the basket, as he then lights the items all on fire, and they see Gandhi disappear, and Sam catches his breath.

"You couldn't have been a fan of someone cool?" Dean then says to his brother. "Really Gandhi" he says to him.

The next morning the three of them start packing up their stuff, the case clearly being over, "You ready to blow this joint?" Dean asks Sam as he tosses his shirts into his bag.

"Dean, Callie didn't it strike you as strange the way Gandhi just vanished?" Sam asks as he comes out of the bathroom.

"What do you mean?" Calliope asks him as she heads into the bathroom to gather her stuff.

"No screaming, no big flameout. I mean, that isn't the way ghosts usually go" Sam says to her.

"Still, I torched, he vanished" Dean says to his brother.

"Yeah, but—also, I feel like he was trying to take a bite out of me" Sam says as he heads over to his bag, and Calliope comes back out of the bathroom.

"A bite?" Dean asks him.

"Yeah, like he was hungry" Sam explains, "But the thing is, Gandhi—or the real Gandhi, he was a—" Sam stops and they both look at him.

"A what?" Dean asks, "Spit it out" he adds when Sam doesn't say anything.

"He was a fruitarian" Sam explains.

Dean then starts to laugh, "Let me get this straight. Your uh ultimate hero was not only a short man in diapers...but he was also a fruitarian?" Dean says to Sam.

"That's not the point" Sam says not surprised at Dean's reaction.

"That is good, even for you, that's good" Dean says to him.

"Dean" Calliope says glaring at him.

"I'm just saying, I'm not so sure this thing is over" Sam says to the two of them.

"It was a ghost" Dean says, "It was a weirdly supercharged fruitarian ghost, but it was still a ghost. Now, let's go" Dean says as he continues to pack up.

"So first you drag me into town and now you're dragging me back out?" Sam says to him.

"You ain't steering this boat, let's go, chop-chop" Dean says as Calliope goes back to packing her things, not wanting to get involved in the conversation the brothers were having.

"You know, this isn't gonna work" Sam then says to Dean as Dean heads for the door.

"What isn't?" Dean asks looking back at his brother.

"Us" Sam indicates pointing between himself and Dean. "You, me, together, I thought it could, but it can't" Sam tells him.

"You're the one that wanted back in, chief" Dean says.

"You're the one who called me back in" Sam remarks.

"I still think we got trust building to do" Dean replies back.

"How long am I gonna be on double-secret probation?" Sam asks, and Calliope looks up looking between both brothers.

"Till I say so" Dean answers him.

"Look, I know what I did, what I've done, and I am trying to climb out of that home, I am. But you're not making it any easier" Sam tells him.

"So what, I'm supposed to just let you off the hook?" Dean asks.

"No, you can think whatever you want, I deserve it and worse. Hell, you'll never punish me as much as I'm punishing myself. But the point is, if we're gonna be a team, you and I, it has to be a two-way street" Sam says as Calliope puts the last of her stuff in her bag.

"So, we go back to the way we were before?" Dean asks him.

"No, because we never that was before, before didn't work" Sam says and both Calliope and Dean give him a look. "How do you think we got here?" Sam adds.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Dean asks confused by what his brother is saying to him.

"Dean, one of the reasons I went off with Ruby was to get away from you" he tells Dean.

"What?" Dean asks.

"It made me feel strong, like I wasn't your kid brother" Sam explains to him.

"Are you saying this is my fault?" Dean asks a little anger in his voice.

"No, it's my fault. All I'm saying is that if we gonna do this, we have to do it different. We can't just fall into the same rut" Sam tells him.

Dean shakes his head, "What do you want me to do?" Dean asks.

"You're gonna have to let me grow up, for starters" Sam says as Dean's phone begins to ring, he looks at Sam, and then at Calliope, as he puts his bag down and takes the cell phone out.

"Yeah" he answers, "Yeah...yeah, okay" he says as he then hangs up the phone. "I guess you were right about this not being over" Dean tells them and Calliope puts her bag down.

Once back in their suits the three of them head down to the police station, walking in the four of them head over toward the Sheriff, "Sheriff Carnegie?" Sam says as they go up to the man.

"Sheriff, what happened?" Dean asks.

"I, uh...I don't know" he says unsure how to really explain the situation he just points to the girls that are sitting in the other room. The three of them look at one another, then head into the room, seeing the girls.

"Umm excuse us, we are with the FBI, can you tell us what happened?" Calliope asks them.

"It was horrible" the one girl cried.

"Way horrible" the other one says to her.

"What was horrible?" Sam asks.

"I thought she'd be nice" the first girl says.

"I still can't believe it" the other says looking at her friend.

"Believe what exactly?" Calliope asks the girls.

"She took Danielle" the one girl says as they start crying.

"Who?" Dean asks the girls.

"It's okay, you're safe. Just tell us, who took your friend?" Sam asks them.

The girl took a second, "It was Paris Hilton" she tells them. Calliope, Sam and Dean were taken aback by this information.

"Excuse me?" Calliope says.

"She looked really good though" the one girl says.

"Skinny" the other comments.

"Skinny and fast" the first girl adds.

"What--? Huh?" Dean asks confused by their comments.

"Umm, where did they go?" Sam then asks.

"We don't know" the one girl says.

"They just vanished" the other says to them.

"Would you excuse us for just a minute?" Dean says and the three of them step away for a moment. Dean looks at Sam and Calliope, "Paris Hilton's not dead as far as we know, right?" he whispers to them.

"No" Calliope tells him.

"Which means it's not a--?" Dean says.

"Ghost, no" Sam answers him.

"So either Paris Hilton is a homicidal maniac or" Dean says.

"We missed something" Sam adds.

"What do you wanna do?" Dean then asks.

Dean and Calliope wait outside for Sam, as he went to check over the first victim's body. "I think after we solve this case, I might take off back to Bobby's" Calliope tells Dean.

"You don't have too Callie" Dean says.

"You and Sam need to work things through, and with me here, I might just add to the tension" she tells him.

"Callie what's going on with Sam and I, it's got nothing with you" he says to her.

"I know, I just...I just don't want to add to that" she explains.

"Is this about what Sam said to you?" he asks her.

"What are you talking about?" She says as she looks down, and away from him.

"The remark about you choosing me over him" he asks her.

"Dean, you and I" "I know" he says to her, "but come on, you need to stick around, Sam and I need you cause if you haven't noticed that by now, we tend to get in lots of trouble without you" he adds smiling at her.

"Yeah, I guess you two do, I just if you guys are trying to patch things up I don't want to get in between that" she says leaning against the cement wall.

Before Dean can say another word, Sam comes walking out of the station and toward them, "I can't believe I missed it" he says to the two of them.

"Missed what?" Dean asks as they start walking along side Sam.

"I went back over the other two vics, there was blood loss, major" he explains.

"Being a gory smear will do that to you" Dean remarks.

"No I mean more blood loss than a car crash or a head wound should cause. Almost like-"

"Something is feeding" Calliope says to him.

"Yeah" Sam says.

"Awesome" Dean says.

"And then there were these" Sam says as he pulls a evidence bag out of his pocket, showing the two of them what he had found.

"Are those, are those seeds?" Calliope asks Sam as Dean touches the bag to look closer.

"Yeah, they were in both vics' bellies" Sam says and Dean automatically let's go.

"I hope you washed your hands" Dean says to him.

"They're unlike any other seed I've ever seen before Dean, Callie" Sam says looking at the seeds.

"Wow, just when I thought you couldn't get any geekier" Dean says patting his brother on the shoulder, as he then walks around to get in the car.

Once back at the motel, the three of them change and begin to look into the seeds that Sam had discovered. Calliope sits on the bed beside Dean doing research and she glances over at Dean's laptop to see that he was clearly not doing research, she just rolls her eyes as she continues looking up any lore on ancient seeds.

"Yahtzee" Sam suddenly says and they look over at him.

"What?" Dean asks.

"The seeds aren't from around here. In fact, they're not from any tree or plant in the country" Sam goes on to say.

"So where exactly are they from?" Calliope asks as she closes her computer and walks over to Sam.

"Eastern Europe, from a forest in the Balkans which is not even there anymore. It was chopped down like 30 years ago" he goes on to say.

"So?" Dean asks.

"Looks like the local legend is that the forest was once guarded by a pagan god whose name was Leshii. Leshii was a mischievous God, that could take on infinite forms" Calliope reads from Sam's computer screen.

"And let me guess, he liked to munch on his fans" Dean says from the bed.

"Yep, "'could be appeased only with the blood from his worshippers' it would drain them, then stuff their stomachs with the seeds" Sam explains.

"How does he do it?" Dean asks as he closes his computer, and gets up from the bed, "What, he touches James Dean's keychain and then morphs into James Dean?" Dean asks.

"Hmm, as good a guess as any" Sam says as Dean comes over to join his brother and Calliope.

"Yeah, well whatever, how do we kill him?" Dean asks.

"Looks like we have to chop off his head with an iron ax" Calliope reads from the screen.

"All right, let's go gank ourselves a Paris Hilton" Dean then says.

"A sentence I thought I would never hear someone say" Calliope says looking at Dean.

The three of them head back to the wax museum, heading inside, Dean carries the ax in his hand as they look for the new area that was being worked on. At one point the three of them split, looking around, and as they do Calliope gets a weird sensation about the whole place. As she stares at one of the wax figures she hears a whistle, knowing that Sam had found something. The three of them enter the renovated area, seeing it partially lit, Sam turns off the flashlight as they look around. Calliope then spots a girl tied to a tree and rushes over to her.