RUN, DADDY, RUN

ean and Sam are tied to two separate posts. Sam comes to and sees Meg sitting before him. "Hey, Sam? Don't take this the wrong way, but your girlfriend...is a bitch." Dean says.

"This, the whole thing, was a trap. Running into you at the bar, following you here, hearin' what you had to say. It was all a set-up, wasn't it?" Sam asks and Meg laughs. "And that the victims were from Lawrence?"

"It doesn't mean anything. It was just to draw you in, that's all." Meg says.

"You killed those two people for nothin'." Sam says.

"Baby, I've killed a lot more for a lot less." Meg says.

"You trapped us. Good for you. It's Miller time." Dean says and smiles. "But why don't you kill us already?" He asks.

"Not very quick on the uptake, are we?" She leans in closer. "This trap isn't for you."

Dean is puzzled. Sam thinks for a second, then realizes something. "Dad. It's a trap for Dad."

Dean looks at Meg, who smiles at him. "Oh, sweetheart—you're dumber than you look. 'Cause even if Dad was in town, which he is not, he wouldn't walk into something like this. He's too good." He says.

"He is pretty good. I'll give you that." She walks over to him and sits down, straddling his legs. "But you see, he has one weakness."

"What's that?" Dean asks.

"You. He lets his guard down around his boys, lets his emotions cloud his judgment. I happen to know he is in town." Meg says, smiling. "And he'll come and try to save you. And then the Daevas will kill everybody—nice and slow and messy."

"Well, I've got news for ya. It's gonna take a lot more than some....shadow to kill him." Dean says.

"Oh, the Daevas are in the room here—they're invisible. Their shadows are just the only part you can see." Meg says.

"Why you doin' this, Meg? What kind of deal you got worked out here, huh? And with who?" Sam asks.

"I'm doing this for the Same reasons you do what you do—loyalty. Love. Like the love you had for Mommy—and Jess."

"Go to hell."

Meg smiles. "Baby, I'm already there." She smiles deeper and slides over to Sam. "Come on, Sam. There's no need to be nasty." She leans in to whisper in his ear. "I think we both know how you really feel about me. You know, I saw you watching me—changing in my apartment. Turned you on, didn't it?"

"Get a room, you two." Dean says.

"I didn't mind. I liked that you were watching me. Come on, Sammy. You and I can still have a little dirty fun."

Meg begins kissing his neck. "You wanna have fun? Go ahead then. I'm a little tied up right now." Sam says. She smiles and continues to kiss him.

A noise on Dean's side of the room makes her stop. She gets up and walks behind Dean's post. She sees he has a knife in his hand. She takes it away and tosses it into a corner.

Meg swings around to the other side of the post, and smiles at Dean, who Chuckles guiltily. She slides back over to Sam. "Now, were you just trying to distract me while your brother cuts free?" She asks Sam.

"No. No. That's because I have a knife of my own." Meg is confused. Sam breaks free from his ropes and grabs Meg's shoulders, then knocks his head against hers.

She falls to the floor while he groans in pain. "Sam! Get the altar." Dean yells.

Sam walks over to the altar and overturns it. Suddenly, the shadow demon appears and grabs Meg. She is dragged across the floor and crashes through the window, falling down to the street below. Sam grabs his knife and cuts Dean free from his ropes.

They walk over to the window and see Meg sprawled on the sidewalk, dead. "So, I guess the Daevas didn't like being bossed around." Sam said.

"Yeah, I guess not. Hey, Sam?" Dean says.

"Hm?"

"Next time you wanna get laid, find a girl that's not so buckets-o'-crazy, huh?" Dean smiles and walks away.

Sam smiles back, then it begins to falter. He couldn't help but think about Elena. "Yeah." He replies.

ean and Sam are walking back to their room. "Why didn't you just leave that stuff in the car?" Dean motions to Sam's bags.

"I said it before, and I'll say it again—better safe than sorry." Sam says.

Dean unlocks the door and they enter the room. They see the outline of a man standing by the window. "Hey!" Dean yells.

Sam turns on the light. The man turns around. It is John. Sam and Dean are stunned. "Dad?" Dean asks.

"Hey, boys." Dean and John walk towards each other and share a long, emotional hug.

Sam watches sadly. Dean and John pull apart a few seconds later. "Hi, Sam." John says.

"Hey, Dad." Sam places the bag full of weapons on the floor.

"Dad, it was a trap. I didn't know, I'm sorry." Dean confessed.

"It's all right. I thought it might've been." John says.

"Were you there?"

"Yeah, I got there just in time to see the girl take the swan dive. She was the bad guy, right?" John asks.

"Yes, sir." Dean and Sam say in unison.

"Good. Well, it doesn't surprise me. It's tried to stop me before."

"The demon has?" Sam asks.

"It knows I'm close. It knows I'm gonna kill it. Not just exorcise it or send it back to hell—actually kill it." John says.

"How?" Dean asks.

John smiles. "I'm workin' on that." He replies.

"Let us come with you. We'll help." Sam says.

Dean gives Sam a warning look. "No, Sam. Not yet. Just try to understand. This demon is a scary son of a bitch. I don't want you caught in a crossfire. I don't want you hurt." John says.

"Dad, you don't have to worry about us." Sam says.

"Of course I do. I'm your father." John pauses. "Listen, Sammy, last time we were together, we had one hell of a fight."

"Yes, sir."

"It's good to see you again. It's been a long time." John says.

"Too long." He and John embrace, crying.

A minute later, they pull apart. The three of them look around tearfully. Suddenly, the shadow demon attacks John. He is thrown into a set of cabinets and falls to the ground. Sam also falls.

"No!" Dean yells and he is thrown to the floor as well. Outside, Meg is watching the apartment. She looks at the building while holding a pendant around her neck, which features the Zoroastrian symbol.

Sam, Dean, and John are still being attacked by the shadow demon. They groan and scream in pain as they are flung around the room. Fresh scratches appear on their faces.

Elena has finally showed up and makes her way to the bag of weapons on the floor. She removes a flare from the bag. "Shut your eyes! These things are shadow demons, so let's light 'em up!" She lights the flare, and the room is instantly filled with smoke and a brilliant white light.

The shadow demon vanishes. The four of them try to feel their way around the room, coughing and sputtering. "Dad!" Dean yells.

"Over here!" John yells back.

Dean makes his way to John and helps him up. Sam follows them out of the room, carrying the bag of weapons.

am, John, Elena and Dean exit the building and walk down an alley to the car. Sam puts the bag in the backseat of the car. "All right, come on. We don't have much time. As soon as the flare's out, they'll be back." Sam says.

"Wait, wait. Sam, wait. Dad, you can't come with us." Dean says.

"What? What are you talkin' about?" Sam asks.

"You boys—you're beat to hell." John says.

"We'll be all right." Dean says.

"Dean, we should stick together. We'll go after those demons—" Sam gets cut off by his brother.

"Sam! Listen to me! We almost got Dad killed in there. Don't you understand? They're not gonna stop, they're gonna try again. They're gonna use us to get to him. I mean, Meg was right. Dad's vulnerable when he's with us. He's—he's stronger without us around." Dean says.

"Dad, no." Sam puts a hand on his father's shoulder. Dean watches sadly. "After everything, after all the time we spent lookin' for you—please. I gotta be a part of this fight." He says.

"Sammy, this fight is just starting. And we are all gonna have a part to play. For now, you've got to trust me, son. Okay, you've gotta let me go."

All four of them are silent for a moment, close to tears. Finally, Sam pats his father's shoulder once, then lets go.

John turns to Elena. "I never got your name." He says.

"It's Elena sir." She says.

"Elena." He smiles. "Thanks for looking after my sons. You said you were a hunter?"

"Yes, recently." Elena lies.

"She's helped us a lot." Sam says and John nods. He notices the mutual affection between the two and smirks.

John and Dean share a look, then John walks to his truck. Once there, he looks back at them one more time. "Be careful, boys." He gets in his truck and drives away.

"Come on." Dean says. He and Sam get into the car and watch as their father's truck turns the corner. Elena follows close behind.

Dean and Sam look at each other knowingly. Without a word, Dean starts the car. He backs into the street, then speeds down the road and around a corner. Meg comes onto the street from a flight of stairs. She turns and watches the boys.