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( SPECIAL GUN )

MOTEL ROOM
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      Sam sits at the table, rubbing his temples. Dean and John sit on the end of each bed. "A vision." John says flatly.

      "Yes. I saw the demon burning a woman on the ceiling." Sam says slowly, painfully.

      "And you think this is going to happen to this woman you met because..." John starts.

      "Because these things happen exactly the way I see them." Sam says.

      "It started out as nightmares. Then it started happening while he was awake." Dean says.

      Dean rises and crosses to the counter behind Sam to get more coffee. "Yeah. It's like the closer I get to anything to do with the demon the stronger the visions get." Sam says.

      "All right. When were you going to tell me about this?" John asks. Sam and Dean stop and turn to look at John.

      "We didn't know what it meant." Dean says.

      "All right, something like this starts happening to your brother, you pick up the phone and you call me." John says.

      Dean dumps the coffee jug and cup back on the counter and strides toward John. "Call you? Are you kidding me? Dad I called you from Lawrence all right? Sam called you when I was dying. I mean, getting you on the phone? I got a better chance of winning the lottery." He says.

      "You're right. Although I'm not too crazy about this new tone of yours, you're right. I'm sorry." John says.

      "Look guys, visions or no visions, fact is, we know the demon is coming tonight. And this family's gonna go through the Same hell we went through." Sam says.

      "No they're not. No one is, ever again." John says.

      Sam's phone rings. "Hello?" He asks.

      "Sam?"

      "Who is this? Elena?" Sam asks.

      "Think real hard it will come to you." The girl says on the phone.

      "Meg." Dean and John start and turn to Sam. "Last time I saw you you fell out of a window."

      "Yeah, no thanks to you. That really hurt my feelings by the way." Meg says.

      "Just your feelings? That was a seven-story drop." Sam says.

      "Oh by the way, I got a little visit from your friend Elena. She's very persuasive." Meg says.

      Sam sighs. "If you hurt her, I swear to..." He starts.

      "Trust me, she would've done all the hurting. Now," Meg says. "Lemme speak to your Dad."

      Sam looks at his dead. "My Dad. I don't know where my Dad is." He says.

      "It's time for the grown ups to talk Sam, let me speak to him now." Meg demands.

      Sam hestitates then hands the phone to John. "This is John."

      "Howdy John. I'm Meg. I'm a friend of your boys. I'm also the one who watched Jim Murphy choke on his own blood...still there John-boy?" Meg asks.

      "I'm here."

      "Well that was yesterday. Today I'm in Lincoln. Visiting another old friend of yours. He wants to say hi..." Meg starts.