Jus In Bello



Summary
Sam and Dean are double-crossed by Bela, who has them arrested, but when Agent Henricksen arrives at the jail to take them, he discovers they've been surrounded by demons intent on killing everyone.

Recap
Monument, Colorado Dean and Sam are in Bela’s apartment, and are going through all her drawers and cupboards, looking for the Colt. “Any sign of it?” Dean asks. “Nothing,” Sam replies. “Are you sure this is Bela’s room?” Dean pulls two wigs out of a drawer and holds them up. “I’d say so.” Just then the phone rings, and the boys look at it, unsure what to do. Finally Dean picks it up, but doesn’t say anything. “Dean? Sweetie, are you there?” Bela’s voice asks. She is driving in her car. “Where are you?” Dean asks. “Two states away by now,” she replies. “Where?” Dean asks again. “Where’s our usual quippy banter? I miss it,” she says to him. “I want it back, Bela. Now,” Dean says. “Your little pistol, you mean? Sorry, I can’t at the moment,” she says, glancing sideways to where the Colt lays on the seat next to her. “You understand how many people are gonna die if you do this?” Dean asks. “What is it exactly you think I plan to do with it?” Bela asks. “Take the only weapon we have against an army of demons and sell it to the highest bidder,” Dean replies. “You know nothing about me,” Bela says after a moment. “I know I’m gonna stop you,” Dean answers. “Tough words for a guy who can’t even find me,” she replies. “Oh, I’ll find you, sweetheart,” Dean says. “You know why? Cause I have nothing better to do than track you down.” “That’s where you’re wrong,” Bela replies easily. “You’re about to become quite occupied. Did you really think I wouldn’t take precautions?” At that moment the door is kicked in, and FBI agents and cops run into the room, pointing guns at them. In a second Dean and Sam are on the floor, being handcuffed. The boys look up and see that Agent Viktor Hendrickson is standing nearby. “Hi guys,” he says. “It’s been a while.”

Police station Hendrickson walks into a police station, and the sheriff looks up. “Did you get them?” “Where is everyone? I asked for all your men,” Hendrickson says. “And you got them,” the sheriff replies. “They went with you on the raid.” “Four men. That’s all?” Hendrickson says irritably. The sheriff tells him that’s all he could get in an hour’s notice, and that they’re a small town. Hendrickson doesn’t reply and heads toward the area with the jail cells. There is a man inside one of them, and after asking what the man is in for, Hendrickson lets him go. The sheriff starts to argue, saying Hendrickson can’t just release his prisoners. “This isn’t how I’d do it if I had the choice,” Hendrickson replies, “but a tip’s a tip, and we had to move fast.” “Look, Agent, this ain’t my first rodeo,” the sheriff replies, following Hendrickson as he walks away. “You ain’t never been to a rodeo like this before,” Hendrickson says. “You have any idea who we’re about to bring in here?” “Yeah. A couple of fugitives,” the sheriff says. “The most dangerous criminals you’ve ever laid your eyeballs on,” Hendrickson corrects. “Think Hannibal Lector and his half-wit little brother. You know what these guys do for kicks? Dig up graves and mutilate corpses. They’re not just killers, they’re Satan-worshipping killers.” A young woman working at a desk nearby reaches for a cross around her neck. The sheriff says that they’ll help any way they can. “Those men of yours,” Hendrickson says, “Post ‘em at the exits.”

Dean and Sam are led in with chains around their ankles and handcuffs on. They pause to look at the sheriff and his men. “Why all the sourpusses?” Dean asks, smiling. Sam sees a sign on the front of the girl’s desk that says “Nancy Fitzgerald – Secretary”. She gives him an odd look and reaches for some rosary beads that are on her desk. The cops start to pull the boys away and Dean says, “Hey, watch the merchandise!” Then, seeing Nancy watching them with a frightened look, he says “We’re not the ones you should be scared of, Nancy.” The boys are taken to a cell. They both start to walk in different directions, but are stopped by the chains around their ankles. “Dean, come on!” Sam says irritably. “Alright, alright. Sit?” Dean asks, and Sam nods. They untangle the chains and sit down on the bed. “How’re we gonna Houdini out of this one?” Dean asks. “Good question,” Sam replies.

Hendrickson is making a call. “It’s me,” he says. “Is Steven in? Well, get him out of the meeting.” He takes off his bullet-proof vest. “Groves,” says a voice on the other end. “I got ‘em,” Hendrickson says. Groves can’t believe it, and Hendrickson tells him that the boys are going to be at Super-max by morning, taken on a bus-load of men. “A bus? What, you trying to give me another ulcer?” Groves asks. Hendrickson says they’re taking every precaution they can. “Like last time?” Groves says sarcastically. “And the time before that?” He says they need a helicopter. “Whatever you think is best,” Hendrickson replies. “Damn right. And I’ll be on it. Can’t take you losing those boys again. They have been a primary thorn in my ass for months. So Viktor. Glue your eyeballs to ‘em till I get there.” Hendrickson hangs up and tells the sheriff that a helicopter is on it’s way. “But we don’t have a landing pad,” the sheriff says. “Then clear the damn parking lot!” Hendrickson says.

Hendrickson walks to the boys cell, and they look up. “You know what I’m trying to decide? What to have for dinner tonight,” he says, grinning. “Steak, or lobster. I mean what the hell. Surf and Turf. I got a lot to celebrate, I mean after all – seeing you two in chains?” “You kinky son of a bitch, we don’t swing that way,” Dean says. “That’s funny,” Hendrickson says flatly. “You know, I wouldn’t bust out the melted butter just yet,” Dean goes on. “Couldn’t catch us at that bank… couldn’t keep us in that jail…” “You’re right. I screwed up. I under-estimated you. I didn’t count on you being that smart,” Hendrickson says. “But now, I’m ready.” “Ready to lose us again?” Dean asks. “Ready like a court-order to keep you in a super-maxium prison in Nevada until the trial,” Hendrickson cuts in. “Ready like keeping you in a sound-proof windowless cell that’s so small that between you and me, it’s probably unconstitutional. How’s that for ready? Take a good look at Sam. You two will never see each other again.” The boys stare at him. “Aw. Where’s that smug smile, Dean?” Hendrickson asks. “You got the wrong guys,” Dean says after a moment. “Oh yeah, that’s right, I forgot. You fight monsters,” Hendrickson says. “Sorry Dean, truth is your daddy probably brain-washed you with all that devil-talk and no doubt touched you in a bad place. That’s all, that’s reality.” “Why don’t you shut your mouth,” Dean says angrily. “But guess what? Life sucks, get a helmet. Cause everybody’s got a sob story, but not everybody becomes a killer,” Hendrickson finishes. “And now I have two less to worry about.” They hear a chopper coming, and Hendrickson starts to walk away, saying “It’s Surf and Turf time.” He laughs.

Hendrickson goes out to meet Groves, and he holds out his hand to shake hands. Groves puts a stack of papers in his hand. “What’s this?” Hendrickson asks. “What can I say? The FBI didn’t invent bureacracy, we perfected it,” Groves replies. “You want me to do all this now,” Hendrickson says, shocked. “Sorry. Now, Viktor,” Groves says. “I’m gonna go take a good little gander at our fugitives.” He walks away.

Groves walks into the holding cell area and closes the door behind him. “Sam and Dean Winchester,” he says. “I’m Deputy Director Steven Groves. This is a pleasure.” “Well I’m glad one of us feels that way,” Dean replies. “I’ve been waiting a long time for you two to come out of the woodwork,” Groves goes on. He then takes out a gun, and shoots Dean in the shoulder. Dean falls back onto the bed as Sam leaps forward, wrestling the gun upwards and away from Dean. They struggle for a moment through the bars, and then suddenly Groves’s eyes go black. Sam immediately begins to recite an exorcism. The demon is writhing around, but then suddenly stops. “Sorry, I gotta cut this short. It’s gonna be a long night, fellas!” he says, and then the demon leaves the man’s body.

In the other room, Hendrickson and the sheriff hear the man yelling, and run into the room with their guns. They yell at Sam and Dean to get on their knees, seeing Groves laying on the floor. Sam says he didn’t shoot him, he shot Dean, and puts the gun through the bars to show he won’t shoot anyone. “We did not shoot him. Go ahead, check the body. There’s no blood, we did not kill him,” Sam says. One of the men moves forward to check the body, and tells him that Groves hasn’t been shot. “He’s probably been dead for months,” Dean says. “What did you do to him?” Hendrickson asks. “We didn’t do anything!” Dean replies. “Talk, or I shoot!” Hendrickson warns. “You won’t believe us!” Dean says. “He was possessed,” Sam says after a moment. “Possessed! Right. Fire up the chopper, we’re taking them out of here now,” Hendrickson orders. “Yeah, do that!” Dean says. The deputy tries to call one of his men on the radio, but it’s all static. After trying one more time, Hendrickson makes him go out himself.

Outside The deputy goes outside, and sees one of his men dead on the ground. Going closer, he sees that everyone around and in the chopper is dead as well. “They’re dead,” he says over the radio. “I think they’re all dead.” Right at that moment, there is an explosion.

“What the hell was that?” Hendrickson says, trying to call the deputy over the radio.

The deputy gets up off the ground, and sees that the chopper is burning up. He turns around, and there is an agent behind him. His eyes are black. He grabs the deputy, and he screams.

Inside jail The remaining men are loading guns. They are trying to call someone as well, but Nancy can’t get a line. “The internet, my cell, it’s all dead. How can it all be dead?” she says. Just then the lights go out. “Well that can’t be good,” Dean says from his cell. “Oh my God,” Nancy says. The sheriff says it’s okay, they’re leaving right now. “Nobody’s going anywhere!” yells Hendrickson. “Everybody just calm down!” The sheriff replies that their men are out there, and Hendrickson agrees, saying that if they go out there, they’re going to be killed too. “They’re out there, and they’re coming in here!” he says. “This is a siege!” He tells him that he should lock the windows, bar the doors, and act like trained professionals with some sense. The sheriff and his last man go off to take care of everything. “You okay?” Hendrickson asks Nancy. She starts to nod, then shakes her head instead. “I shouldn’t think so. Nancy, right?” he says. “I’m gonna get you through this, you got my word. You got that?” She nods.

Sam is trying to take care of Dean’s shoulder, and when he winces Sam says “Don’t be such a wuss.” “What’s the plan?” Hendrickson says, making the boys turn. “Kill everyone in the station and bust you two out?” “What the hell’re you talking about?” Dean asks. “I’m talking about your psycho friends, I’m talking about a blood bath,” Hendrickson says. “Okay, I promise you. Whoever’s out there? Is not here to help us,” Dean says. “You gotta believe us. Everyone here is in terrible danger,” Sam says. “Ya think?” Hendrickson says. “Why don’t you let us out of here so we can save your asses?” Dean asks. “From what? You gonna say demons? Don’t you dare say demons,” Hendrickson says, holding up his gun. “Lemme tell you something. You should be a lot more scared of me.” He walks away. “How’s the shoulder?” Sam asks, seeing Dean wince. Dean shows him the blood on the cloth. “It’s awesome,” he replies. “I’ll live. You know, if we get out of here alive. So, you got a plan?” Sam checks the back of Dean’s shoulder, and Dean sees Nancy standing in the doorway. “Hey, please, please, we need your help,” Sam says. “It’s Nancy, right? My brother’s been shot, he’s bleeding really bad. You think you could get us a towel? Please, just one clean towel? Look – look at us, we’re not the bad guys, I swear.” Nancy leaves without saying anything. “Nice try,” Dean says, but in a moment they see her come back, with a towel. “Thank you,” says Sam, smiling. She comes forward and her puts her hand through the bars, but suddenly Sam grabs her arm, pulling her against the bars. She starts screaming, and the other deputy runs in with a gun. “Whoa, whoa, whoa!” Dean says, and Sam lets Nancy go. “You okay, Nance?” the deputy says. “Try something again, and get shot! And not in the arm.” “Okay,” Sam says. “What the hell was that?” Dean says angrily, whacking Sam in the arm after they leave. Sam holds up her rosary beads, which he obviously stole off of her.

Dean is sitting with the towel over his shoulder. “We’re like sitting ducks in here,” Sam says darkly. “Yeah I know. Would it kill these cops to bring us a snack?” Dean yells. They wonder how many are out there, and Sam says they could possess anyone and just walk right in. “It’s kinda wild, right?” Dean says. “I mean, it’s like they’re coming right for us. They’ve never done that before. It’s like we got a contract on us.” Dean smiles. “You think it’s cause we’re so awesome? I think it’s cause we’re so awesome.” Just then the sheriff walks in, and opens the cell. “It’s time to go, boys,” he says. “Uhhhh, you know what, I think we’re just comfy right here. But thank you,” says Dean, as the boys back away. “What do you think you’re doing?” Hendrickson asks, walking in. “I’m not just gonna sit around here and wait to die, we’re gonna make a run for it,” the sheriff says. “It’s safer here,” Hendrickson says. “There’s a S.W.A.T. facility in Boulder,” the sheriff says. “We’re not going anywhere,” Hendrickson says firmly. “The hell we’re not!” the sheriff says, and suddenly Hendrickson shoots him. The boys then grab Hendrickson suddenly, shoving his head into the toilet water, which they have turned into holy water. Sam says an exorcism as he holds his head into the water. “It’s too late!” says Hendrickson, whose eyes are now black. “I already called them! They’re already coming!” Sam finishes the exorcism. Nancy looks at where Hendrickson now lays on the floor. “Is he dead?” she asks. But Hendrickson suddenly sits up, coughing. “Is that you in there?” Sam asks. Hendrickson stares for a moment. “I shot the sheriff,” he says. Dean grins. “But you didn’t shoot the deputy.” Sam gives him a look. “A few minutes ago I was fine… and then…” Hendrickson begins. “Let me guess, some nasty black smoke jammed itself down your throat?” Dean suggests. “You were possessed,” Sam says. “Possessed like… possessed,” Hendrickson says. “That’s what it feels like. Now you know,” Sam explains. “I owe you the biggest I-told-you-so ever,” Dean says, handing the agent back his gun. Hendrickson gets the keys, and lets the boys go. “Alright. So how do we survive?” he asks.

Sam is spraying symbols on the floor with red paint, while Dean is going over a map of the building, while Nancy patches up his shoulder. The men bring out all their guns. “That’s nice, but it’s not gonna do any good,” says Dean. “We’ve got an arsenal here,” the deputy says. “You don’t poke a bear with a BB gun,” Dean says. “It’s just gonna make them mad.” “What do you need?” Hendrickson asks. “Salt,” Dean replies. “Lots and lots of salt.” “Salt,” the deputy says. “What, is there an echo in here?” Dean asks sarcastically. “There’s road salt in the store room,” Nancy suggests. “Perfect,” says Dean. “Perfect – we need salt at every window and every door.” The men leave. Dean asks Nancy how she’s doing, and she says she’s okay. “When I was little, I used to come home from church, and talk about the devil… my parents would tell me to stop being so literal. I guess I showed them, huh? That should hold,” she says, finishing with Dean’s shoulder. “Thank you,” he says. The men come back with bags of salt, and Dean asks where his car is. “In the impound out back,” the deputy replies. “Wait – you’re not going out there.” “Yeah, I gotta get something out of my trunk,” Dean says.

Dean runs outside to the impound and goes inside. He opens the trunk and starts to grab stuff, when he sees the lights at the gas station across the road start flickering. Black smoke come around the corner, and Dean looks up. He sees tons of black smoke approaching. He quickly grabs the last of the stuff and runs for the building.

Dean runs in, yelling “They’re coming!” Sam is just finishing the symbols on the floor, and Nancy puts the last of the salt at the windows. A demon suddenly is at the window, and she screams. In seconds, the whole building is surrounded by black smoke. Everyone stands still, waiting. And then the black smoke is gone. The boys look at each other. “Everybody okay?” Sam asks. Dean gives everyone charms to keep them from being possessed. “What about you and Sam?” Nancy asks. The boys pull down their collars to show devil’s trap tattoos on their chests. “Smart. How long you had those?” Hendrickson asks. “Not long enough,” Sam replies.

Later, Nancy looks out the window and sees a lot of people standing outside. She recognizes a friend of hers, and Sam tells her it isn’t her friend anymore. “Is that where the black smoke went?” Nancy asks. “Looks like,” Sam replies. The people outside all have black eyes.

The deputy goes to the window to look out, and when he does he accidentally brushes some of the salt away, leaving a gap.

“Shotgun shells full of salt,” Hendrickson says, as he and Dean load guns. “Whatever works,” Dean replies. “Fighting off monsters with condiments…” Hendrickson says. “So. It turns out demons are real.” “FYI, so are ghosts,” Dean says. “And werewolves. And vampires. Changelings. Evil clowns that eat people.” Hendrickson nods. “Okay then.” “If it makes you feel better, Bigfoot’s a hoax,” Dean says, smiling. “It doesn’t,” Hendrickson replies. “How many demons?” “Total? No clue. A lot,” Dean says. “You know what my job is?” Hendrickson asks. “You mean besides locking up the good guys? No, I have no idea.” “It’s boring. It’s frustrating. You work three years for one break, and then maybe you can save… a few people. Maybe.” He goes on to say that it’s all been a waste, and he’s here because of that. “So what’s out there? Can you guys beat it? Can you win?” “Honestly?” Dean replies. “I think the world’s gonna end bloody. But does that mean we shouldn’t fight? We do have choices. I choose to go down swinging.” “Plus you got nothing to go home to but your brother,” Hendrickson says. “Yeah. What about you? You rocking the white picket fence?” Dean asks. Hendrickson says no. “Empty apartment, string of angry ex-wives… I’m right where you are,” he says, then laughs. “Imagine that,” Dean says.

They hear shattering glass in another room, and go in, someone has gotten inside. “How do we kill her?” Hendrickson asks. “We don’t,” says Sam. “She’s here to help us.” It’s Ruby. “You gonna let me out?” she asks Sam, and he scratches a little bit of the paint that makes the symbol away. “And they say chivalry’s dead. Does anyone have a breath mint? Some guts splatted in my mouth while I was fighting my way in here,” she says, walking into the next room. Dean follows her as Sam brushes the salt back over on the window.

“How many are out there?” Dean asks her. “Thirty at least. So far,” she replies. “Oh good. Thirty,” says Dean. “Thirty hit-men all gunning for us. Who sent them?” Ruby looks at Sam. “You didn’t tell Dean?” Dean looks up in surprise. “I’m surprised,” Ruby says. “Tell me what?” Dean asks. “There’s a big new up and comer,” she says. “A real pied-piper.” “Who is he?” Dean asks. “Not he. Her,” Ruby replies. “Her name is Lilith. And she really, really wants Sam’s intestines on a stick. Guess she sees him as competition.” Dean looks at Sam. “You knew about this?” Sam doesn’t answer. “Well jeez Sam, is there anything else I should know?” he says angrily. “How about the two of you talk about this later,” Ruby cuts in. “We’ll need the Colt.” The boys look awkward. “Where’s the Colt?” she asks. “It got stolen,” Sam says quietly. “I’m sorry, I must have blood in my ear. I thought I just heard you say you let the Colt get stolen out of your thick, clumsy, idiotic hands,” she says furiously. “Fantastic. This is just peachy.” “Ruby…” Sam begins. “Shut up,” she says, holding up her hand. “Fine,” she says after a moment. “Seeing as we don’t have any other option, there’s one other way I know of to get you out of here alive.” “What’s that?” Dean asks. “I know a spell. It’ll vaporize every demon in a one-mile radius. Myself included,” she tells them. “You let the Colt out of your sight, and now I have to die. So next time, be more careful. How’s that for a dying wish.” “Okay. So what do we do?” Dean asks. “Aww. You can’t do anything. This spell is very specific. It calls for a person of virtue,” she replies. “I got virtue,” Dean says. “Nice try. You’re not a virgin,” Ruby says. “What?” Dean says. “Nobody’s a virgin.” They look around the room and end up looking at Nancy. “No. No way, you’re kidding me, right?” Dean asks. “What? It’s a choice, okay?” she says. “So you’ve never… not even once? Wow,” Dean says. “So, this spell. What can I do?” Nancy asks. “You can hold still – while I cut your heart out of your chest,” Ruby says, approaching her. “What?” Nancy gapes. “What?” Dean says. “I’m offering a solution,” Ruby says. “You’re offering to kill somebody!” Dean argues. “What do you think is gonna happen to this girl once the demons get in?” Ruby asks. “We’re gonna protect her, that’s what,” Hendrickson says. They continue arguing until Nancy says, “Would everybody please shut up?” They all stop and look at her. “All those people out there. Will it save them?” she asks. “It’ll blow the demons out of their bodies. So if their bodies are okay, yeah,” Ruby replies. She thinks for a minute. “I’ll do it.” “No!” says Dean and Hendrickson at once. Nancy says she wants to help her friends who are out there. “We don’t sacrifice people,” Hendrickson says. “We do that, we’re no better than them.” “We don’t have a choice,” Ruby says. “Yeah well your choice is not a choice,” Dean argues. “Sam. You know I’m right,” Ruby says, looking at him. They all look at Sam, who says nothing. “Sam?” Dean says. “What the hell is going on? Sam, tell her!” Sam still doesn’t say anything. “It’s my decision,” Nancy says. “Damn straight, cherry pie,” Ruby says. “Stop! Stop!” Dean yells. “Nobody’s killing virgins! Sam, I need to talk to you.” The boys go out of the room.

“Please tell me you’re not actually considering this,” Dean says. “We’re talking about holding down a girl and cutting out her heart.” “And we’re also talking about thirty people out there, Dean. Innocent people. Who are all going to die, along with everyone in here,” Sam argues. “That doesn’t mean we throw away the rule book and stop acting like humans!” Dean says desperately. “I’m not going to let that demon kill some nice, sweet, innocent girl who hasn’t even been laid! I mean if that’s how you win wars, then I don’t wanna win.” “Then what? What do we do, Dean?” Sam asks. “I got a plan,” says Dean. “I’m not saying it’s a good one, I’m not even saying it’ll work. But it sure as hell beats killing a virgin.” “Okay, so what’s the plan?” Sam asks. “Open the doors. Let ‘em all in, and we fight,” Dean replies.

Sam walks in to where Dean and everybody else is. “Get the equipment to work?” Dean asks. “Yeah,” Sam replies. “So?” Dean says. “So this is insane,” Sam says. “You win understatement of the year,” Ruby says sarcastically. “Look, I get it. You think…” Dean begins, but Ruby cuts in. “I don’t think! I know. It’s not gonna work.” She stands up and starts to walk away. “So long, boys.” “So you’re just gonna leave?” Sam asks. “Hey,” she says. “I was gonna kill myself to help you win. I’m not gonna stand here and watch you lose. And I’m disappointed. Because I tried, I really did. But clearly, I bet on the wrong horse. Do you mind letting me out?” she says. Sam lets her out. She goes out with the demon-killing knife held up. “I’m leaving,” she says. “Who wants to stop me?” She walks through the group of demons and leaves.

They open all the doors and brush away the salt and symbols. Once the demons start running in, the men start shooting them and splashing them with holy water. Up on the roof, Nancy and the deputy get down onto the ground and put salt around the doors again, trapping the demons inside. So, there are too many to stop and the boys get cornered. But the demons don’t come any closer, they just stand around the boys in a circle. One girl walks forward and then pins Sam and Dean against the wall. “Hendrickson, now!” Dean yells, and Hendrickson hits a button. Immediately, Sam’s taped voice, saying an exorcism, is heard all over the building from the speakers. However, one demon is quick enough to escape out a door Nancy has yet to finish salting. The remaining demons start screaming, and they are all exorcised from the humans. The boys fall down from the walls. Hendrickson walks in, and the all exchange glances. The people on the floor start moving.

“I’d better call in,” Hendrickson says as everybody starts leaving. “Another story I won’t be telling.” “So what are you gonna tell them?” Sam asks. Hendrickson says that he’s going to kill them. “Sam and Dean Winchester were in the chopper when it caught on fire,” he says. “Nothing’s left. Can’t even identify them. Rest in peace, guys.” They all shake hands, and the boys leave.

A little girl comes into the police station, holding the hand of a woman. “Well hey there,” says Nancy, who is cleaning up. “Excuse me, I’m looking for two boys,” says the little girl. “They’re brothers. One’s really tall, and one’s really cute?” Nancy laughs. “What’s your name, sweetie?” The girl pauses. “Lilith.” Her eyes go white. As Hendrickson moves forward with a gun, the girl holds up her hand and there is a blinding flash of white light.

Motel Sam and Dean are relaxing when there is a knock on the door. Dean opens it, and Ruby walks in. “Turn on the news,” she says. The boys switch on the TV. “The community is still reeling from the tragedy that happened just a few hours ago,” a reporter is saying. “Police believe a gas main ruptured, causing a massive explosion, and claiming the lives of everyone inside. Among the deceased at least six police officers and staff including Sheriff Melvin Dodd, Deputy Phil Amichi, and Secretary Nancy Fitzgerald, as well as three FBI Agents identified as Steven Groves, Calvin Reidy, and Victor Henriksen. Two fugitives in custody were also killed.” The boys are silent. Ruby looks at them. “Must’ve happened right after we left,” Sam says. “Considering the size of the blast, smart money’s on Lilith,” Ruby says, tossing small bags to Dean and Sam. “What’s in these?” Dean asks. “Something that'll protect you. Throw Lilith off your trail – for the time being at least,” Ruby says. “Thanks,” says Sam. “Don’t thank me. Lilith killed everyone. She slaughtered your precious little virgin as well as a half a dozen other people. So after your big speech about humanity in war, turns out your plan? Was the one with the body count. Do you know how to fight a battle? You strike fast, and you don’t leave any surivors, so no one can go running to tell the boss. So next time? We go with my plan.” She leaves. The boys look at each other, confused and upset.

Featured Supernatural Being

 * Demons

Quotes

 * Henricksen: I've got a lot to celebrate, seeing you two in chains.
 * Dean: You kinky son of a bitch, we don't swing that way.


 * Agent Henricksen: "I shot the sheriff."


 * Dean: "But you didn't shoot the deputy."


 * Dean: I'm not gunna let that demon kill some nice, sweet innocent girl who hasn't even been laid!


 * Ruby: Nice try. You're not a virgin.
 * Dean: Nobody's a virgin.


 * Nancy Fitzgerald: When this is over I'm gonna have so much sex.

Trivia

 * Coincidentally, the plot of this episode is very similar to the 2010 movie Legion in which the Archangel Michael comes to Earth to fight against hordes of demon-possessed people in a diner. A strange coincidence is that Adrianne Palicki starred in both Supernatural and Legion.
 * The scene mentioned above with Dean and Agent Henrickson is a reference to the Bob Marley song "I Shot The Sheriff"
 * This episode marks the first appearance of Lilith although she appears briefly in the finale of the second season.