Jenny peered through her binoculars into Jack Montgomery's home, lowering them after a moment. "All I see is a dude drinking beer."

"Are you sure that's him?" Dean asked Sam as Jenny handed him the binoculars. He watched Jack for a while as Jenny turned away in thought.

"Only Jack Montgomery in town." Sam shrugged, looking through his own pair of binoculars.

"And we're looking for..?"

"Travis said to keep an eye out for anything weird." Sam stated and Dean raised his brows, turning around to look at Sam.

"Weird?" Sam stayed quiet but nodded. "Alright, well, yeah, I've seen big weird, little weird, weird with crazy on top. But this guy? I mean, come on, this guy's boring."

"I don't know, Dean. Travis seemed pretty sure." The three stayed quiet for a moment and Dean looked at Jenny.

"What are you thinking?" Jenny turned to Dean, humming for a short moment.

"I like the name Jack." Dean glanced to his brother, who was just as confused to as why, at this moment, Jenny was thinking about that man's name.

Dean turned back to the house and looked through the binoculars again. After a minute, he grimaced loudly in disgust. "Yeah. That's weird."

"What?" Jenny frowned as Sam looked through his binoculars, gagging. Jenny took the binoculars from Dean and looked into the house. Jack was eating raw meat from the fridge. "God that's vile."

"Yeah, I'd say that qualifies as weird." Sam nodded, looking at Dean and Jenny.

———

Jenny entered the motel room first, flicking the lights on. A man was sitting at the kitchen table, startling Jenny before a small smile appeared on her lips. Dean and Sam entered next, smiling as well.

"Travis." Jenny mused, gesturing to the beer in the man's hand. "I see you found out beer."

"See, Sam. Told you we should have hid the beer." Dean complained. Travis stood up with a smile, walking towards the three.

"Smartass. Get over here." Travis chuckled before embracing Dean. "Ahh, good to see you."

"You too." Dean said as they broke the hug. Travis turned to Jenny, who already had her arms out, anticipating the hug with a grin.

"Jennifer Price. Didn't think you'd stick around with these bozos." Travis joked. Jenny sucked in a breath to stop a laugh, hugging the man.

"Well, who else would keep them alive?" Jenny looked at Dean as she hugged Travis and winked. Dean rolled his eyes and shook his head. They broke the hug, Travis going to Sam next.

"Good to see you." Travis said to Sam, who nodded in agreement.

"You too, Travis."

"Man, you got tall, kid." Travis and Sam shared a laugh, Dean and Jenny glancing to one another, unsure if they should have laughed, too. "How long has it been?"

"Ah, gotta be 10 years." Sam assumed, shrugging.

"You still a.. oh, what was it... a mathlete?" Sam scoffed a little, shaking his head.

"No."

"Yep, sure is." Dean corrected his brother, who rolled his eyes as Jenny cracked a small smile.

"Been too long, you three. I mean, look at you. Grown men. Grown woman. John... he would have been damn proud of you all. Sticking together like this." Travis hummed. Jenny and Dean looked at one another again, nodding.

"Yeah. Yeah, we're all as thick as thieves." Dean looked to Sam, whose smile had disappeared at his brothers word. "Nothing more important than family."

"I hear you two are getting married. Congratulations, lovebirds." Travis said as he walked over to the table. Jenny and Dean followed him, ignoring Sam as they smiled at Travis.

"Thanks, Travis. Though we aren't sure when the wedding is." Dean sighed, taking Jenny's hand for a moment.

"Ah, you don't need the whole wedding. Folks like us will be too busy to go to one, anyways.  Sorry I'm late for the dance, by the way." Jenny sat down at the table with Travis as Sam sat next on the bed next to Dean. "Thanks for helping out an old man. I'm a little, uh, shorthanded."

Travis indicated to his right hand and arm, which was covered in a cast. They four laughed at that, Jenny snagging Travis' beer to take a swig. Travis shot her a playful glare and she shrugged. "So, you three track down Montgomery?"

"Yeah, we found him at his home." Sam answered.

"And?"

"Well, he had a hell of a case of the munchies, topped off with a burger he forgot to cook." Dean commented, Jenny grimacing at the view she had gotten watching the man eat the raw meat.

"That's him alright."

"What's him?" Dean raised a brow. Travis sighed, looking to Jenny.

"I was sure you'd already know what we were hunting, Jenny. You were always the smart one when it came to identifying monsters." Jenny hummed in amusement, nodding as she turned to Dean.

"Told you." Dean rolled his eyes as Travis slapped his thigh.

"Boys, Jennifer. We got a rougarou on our hands." Jenny turned to Travis, tilting her head.

"A rougarou? You're kidding." Sam and Dean exchanged a look, unsure of what a rougarou was.

"Is that made up?" He asked his brother but didn't wait for an answer, looking to Jenny and Travis. "That sounds made up."

"They're mean, nasty little suckers. Rotted teeth, wormy skin, the works." Jenny nodded in agreement, shivering at the memory of the first rougarou she had encountered before teaming up with John and Dean.

"Well, that ain't this guy. I mean, he was wearing a cellphone on his belt." Jenny shook her head, drinking the beer again.

"He'll turn nasty soon." She commented and Travis nodded his head, looking to Dean.

"They start out human, for all intents and purposes."

"So, what? They go through some kind of metamorphosis?" Travis nodded again.

"Yep. Like a maggot turning into a bull fly." Jenny shook her head in disgust.

"God, I hate maggots." She grumbled, staring at the beer for a moment.

"Yeah... But most of all— They're hungry. May I?" Jenny handed Travis his beer back, standing up and walking to the fridge. She grabbed her own beer, leaning against the fridge as she popped it open.

"Hungry for what?" Dean asked, still confused.

"At first, for everything, but then... for long pig." Sam exhaled sharply, appearing to understand what Travis had meant. Dean still looked confused, turning to Jenny for the answer.

"Human flesh." Jenny said, taking a long swig of her beer.

"And that is my word of the day." Dean mumbled, and Travis, again, nodded.

"Hunger grows in, till they can't fight it. Till they got to take themselves a big, juicy chomp, and then it happens."

"What happens?" Sam questioned.

"They transform completely. And fast. One bite's all it takes. Eyes, teeth, skin; all turns. No going back either. They feed once, they're a monster forever. And our man Jack's headed there on a bullet train."

"Well, how'd you find this guy if he's a walking, talking human?" Dean wondered. Travis stayed quiet for a moment.

"Lets just say it runs in his family."

"You mean, uhm..?"

"Killed his daddy back in '78. Son of a bitch mangled 8 bodies before I put him down. Guy used to be a dentist. Cadillac, trophy wife... Little did I know, pregnant trophy wife. She put the boy up for adoption. By the time I found out, he was long gone, lost in the system."

"You mean to tell me you couldn't find someone? You of all people Travis?" Jenny quirked a brow. Travis turned around to face her, sighing.

"I'm not sure I wanted to. The idea of hunting down some poor kid... I don't think I'd have the heart. No. I wanted to wait, make damn sure I had the right man. Apparently, I do."

Travis took a swig of his beer as Sam, Jenny and Dean all shared one look.

———

"So fire, huh?" Dean said as he, Jenny and Travis were fixing gas cans. Jenny nodded.

"The only way I found to kill these bastards; deep-fry 'em." Travis stated. Jenny smirked a little, turning to Dean.

"You remember when we first started looking for John? And we went on that Wendigo case?" Jenny asked him. Dean hesitated for a moment. Of course he remembered it. Jenny had nearly killed herself to save the group they had been with. He couldn't forget something like that.

Dean nodded slowly. "Basically, rougarou's are a more... decently human version of a Wendigo. Eat the same, killed the same, at least." Jenny dumped something into the gas can.

"Well, that's gonna be... horrible. Is that what you did to Jack's dad?" Travis hummed in confirmation.

"Yep. In fact, I took Jennifer here n her first rougarou case. She did one hell of a job, too." Travis nudged Jenny, who tried to hide a smile. Dean looked to her.

"You failed to mention you've killed one of these things before." Jenny looked to Dean, shrugging.

"Not like I haven't killed things you have yet to encounter." Dean frowned at her. "Oh, come on, Dean. We've gone on separate cases before. You've killed things I haven't. I've killed things you can't even imagine are real because the names are so ridiculous."

Dean turned away for a moment before nodding in agreement. Sam walked into the room, papers in hand.

"Not wasting any time, are you guys?" Sam asked them, gesturing to the gas cans.

"None to waste. The guy hulks out, we won't be finding bodies, just remains." Travis stated. Sam sat down on his bed next to the table, sighing.

"What if he doesn't hulk out? I did a little homework. Uh, I've been checking out the lore on rougarous." Travis turned to Sam, a bit offended.

"What? My 30 years of experience not good enough for you?"

"What? No. No, I-I- I just wanted to be prepared. I mean, not that you didn't—"

"Sam loves research. He does." Dean interrupted his brother, who clamped his mouth shut. "He keeps it under his mattress right next to his KY. It's a sickness." Sam shot his brother a glare and Dean turned to him. "It is."

"Look, everything you said checked out, of course, but uh... I found a couple of interesting stories about people who have this rougarou gene or whatever. See, they start to turn, but they never take the final step."

"Really?" Dean said quietly and Sam nodded.

"See, if they never eat human flesh, they don't fully transform."

"So what? Go vegan, stay human?" Dean joked, looking at Jenny.

"Basically. Or in this case, eat a lot of raw meat, just not..."

"Long pig." Dean finished his brother's sentence. Travis and Jenny shared a look.

"Good on you for the due diligence, Sam." Travis commented and stood up, shaking his head. "But those are fairy tales." Travis walked over to a little pantry and pulled out a mug, pouring himself a cup of coffee. "Fact is, every rougarou I ever saw or heard of... took that bite. Even the one Jenny had killed."

Sam stood up as he started speaking, a frown on his face. "Okay, well, that doesn't mean that Jack will." Dean watched his brother rise before he stood next, followed by Jenny.

"Look, Sam. I get you want to try and help Jack. But he's already on the last step of becoming this thing. A paper cut would make him crumble. You can't save him." Jenny said as she leaned on the table. Sam looked a bit angry at her words, shaking his head. "I, for one, won't sit around waiting for bodies to start dropping just because you think Jack has some control over his urges."

"But we can talk to him. Explain what's happening. That way he can fight it." Travis laughed at Sam.

"Fight it? Are you kidding me? You ever been really hungry?" That had gotten Dean and Jenny's attention. Dean had been looking at the papers Sam brought with him. "I mean, haven't-eaten-in-days hungry?" Travis wondered. Jenny stayed silent for a while and Dean looked to her with worry. In the last few weeks she had been back from Hell, he had barely seen her eat. Even he himself used to go days without food, but it wasn't willingly.

"Yeah." The two answered softly. Jenny didn't face either of the three. Sam had now looked at her, seeming to have the same thoughts running through his mind as Dean.

"Yeah. Right then. So somebody slaps a big, juicy sirloin in front of you, you walking away?" Dean looked thoughtful for a second before shaking his head. He slowly looked over at Sam.

"That's what we are to him now, meat on legs. I'm sorry. I'm sure he's a stand-up guy, but it's pure, base instinct. Everything in nature's gotta eat. You think he can stop himself 'cause he's nice?" Travis asked Sam, who clenched his jaw.

"I don't know. But we're not gonna kill him unless he does something to get killed for." Sam stated in a firm and serious tone. Jenny and Dean turned to him, watching Sam take a few breaths before walking out of the room.

Travis gave Jenny and Dean a puzzled look, raising his brows. "What's up with him?" Jenny turned to Travis, wanting to lay out everything on the table. But she knew if she did, Travis may want to kill Sam.

"Don't get us started." Dean grumbled. He sat down with Travis and Jenny.