Dean, Rose, Nathan, and Rick walks across city square. Rachel is slightly behind them talking on the phone.

Rick: Nat, we're not gonna go talk to the professor again. There's no point

Nathan: Forget it. I'll take Sam.

Dean chuckles, amused.

Dean: Good luck with that.

Nathan turns his head seeing Sam and Danielle making out passionately on a park bench. Rick rolls his eyes in annoyance.

Dean: Yeah, looks like Sam's not going anywhere.

Nathan: He's turning into the better twin. You know, the sexy one.

Rick folds his arms and shakes his head, glaring at Sam.

Rick: How you two stop shoving each other's tongues down your throats?

Rose raises her eyebrows, Rick gives her a look. Dean rolls his eyes as they walks over to the couple. Nathan whistles but they ignored him.

Nathan: Blondie!

Danielle pulls away and looks up

Danielle: Yeah

Sam turns to look at his brother. Nathan raises his eyebrows.

Nathan: You had a tall dork on your face.

Sam gives Nathan a bitchface and Danielle smiles, looking at Sam.

Rachel hangs up her phone and throws an unopened soda can to Sam who stands up

Sam: So.......

Nathan: The professor doesn't know jackshit.

Rick: Shocking.

Nathan glares at him. Rachel puts her phone in her jacket

Rachel: Pack your panties, people. We're hitting the road.

Danielle: What? What's up?

Rachel: That was my dad. Some banker guy blew his head off in Ohio and he thinks there's a sprit involved.

Rose: We taking the case?

Rachel: The banker was talking about some sort of electrical problems at his pad for like a week. Phone was going haywire, computer was flipping on and off.

Sam: Huh...

Nathan: This is not ringing your bell?

Sam: Well, sure, yeah. But, we're already on a case.

Nathan: Whose?

Danielle: Yours.

Nathan: Right. Yeah. Well, you coulda fooled me.

Sam: Well excuse me for taking five fucking minutes from trying to save your ass or to guilt trip Rach into doing evey damn day

Rachel sighs out and Nathan raises his eyebrows, glaring at him

Sam: What the hell else have we been doing lately other than trying to break your deal?

Nathan: Chasing our tails, that's what. Sam, we've talked to every professor, witch, soothsayer and two bit carny act in the lower 48.

Rick: Nobody knows squat! And we can't find Bela, we can't find the Colt.

Nathan: So until we actually find something, I'd like to do my job.

Sam: Well there's one thing we haven't tried yet...

Dean: Hell no!

Sam: We should summon Ruby.

Dean: Oh fuck no!

Nathan: I'm not gonna have this fight with you

Sam: She said she knows how to save you

Nathan: She's lying to you, Sam! She can't!

Sam: Oh really, you know that for sure?

Rose: Dude, Matthias even said not to trust her and if he says not to trust her, then that's saying something

Rick snaps his fingers, pointing at her

Rick: Excellant damn points she makes.

Sam: How do you know?

Nathan: Because Matthias told me, okay!

Everyone looks at him in shock

Sam: What?

Dean: Wait what?

Nathan: He told me. The same night he told me to never trust Ruby. She can't save me, guys. Nobody can and I meant what I fucking said, I see that bitch again.......I will kill her.

Rachel: Hold on, you just mentioned that just now. What the fuck?!!

Nathan: I really don't care what that bitch thinks and neither should you so....

Sam: So what? Now you're keeping secrets from us?

Nathan: Oh you wanna talk about keeping secrets?

They glare at each other in silence. Danielle clears her throat

Danielle: Okkaayyy.......

Sam turns away as Dean glares at the two before letting out a sigh, walking towards the Impala.

Sam walks towards the bike

Nathan: Where do you think you're doing?

Sam: Guess I'm going to Ohio.

Rachel, Rose, and Danielle exchanges a knowing look.

BEN'S HOUSE-OUTSIDE

Rachel and Nathan are in the Impala. Dean, Rick and Rose are in the Mustang while Sam and Danielle are on the bike

They turn into the driveway of the house

STUDY

Rachel, Rick, and Nathan are interviewing Ben's wife while Sam, Danielle, Dean, and Rose waits outside.

Woman: I found him here

She points down at the floor

Rachel: Why don't you tell us everything you saw, Mrs Waters.

Waters: You mean beside my dead husband?

Nathan: Just everything else you saw. Please.

Waters:  Blood. Everywhere. The phone was ripped from the wall, his favourite scotch on the desk, what else could you possibly want to know?

Rick: Why was the phone ripped from the wall?

Waters: I don't know.

Rachel: You mind if I take a look?

Waters: I already went over this with the other detectives.

Nathan: We'll be out of your hair in no time, ma'am.

Rachel walks over towards the phone , pressing a few buttons

Rachel:  Ma'am, what time did your husband die?

Waters: Sometime after 11.

Rachel waits until Nathan looks at him, then taps the phone display.

Nathan: What about strange phone calls? Receive any of those lately, weird interference, static, anything like that?

Waters: No

Nathan raises his eyebrows at her

Waters: No!

Nathan: Mrs Waters, withholding information from the police is a capital offence.

Rachel clears her throat. Nathan glances at her and receives a glare. Nathan mumbles under his breathe

Waters: A couple of weeks ago, uh....there was this...

Rick: This what?

Waters: I woke up one morning, I heard Ben in his study. I thought he was talking to a woman.

Rachel: What made you think that?

Waters: Because he kept calling her Linda. The thing is, I picked up the other line and nobody was there, Ben was talking to nobody.

Nathan: There was nothing?

Waters: Just static.

Rachel: Did you ever speak to Ben about this phone call?

Waters: No. I should have but...no.

Rick: Did he ever say who Linda was?

Waters: What difference does it make, there was nobody on the other end!

MOTEL ROOM-NIGHT

Nathan and Rachel are sitting beside each other while she's working on her laptop.

Sam is sitting on the bed with Danielle leaning on his legs, head resting on his shoulder as she reads a book.

Dean and Rose are sitting beside each other on the couch. Rick is sitting on the other bed.

Rachel: Linda's a babe. Or, was.

Rose: Did you find her?

Rachel: Yeah. Linda Bateman. She and Ben Waters were high school sweethearts.

Danielle: What happened?

She sits up with Sam's arm still around her

Rachel: Drunk driver hit them head on. Ben walked away.

Rick: So, what then? Dead flame calls to chat?

Rachel: You would think, but Linda was cremated. So why's she still floating around?

Rose: You got me.

Danielle: Got me too

Nathan: What about that, uh, caller I.D?

Rachel: Turns out, it's a phone number.

Rick: No phone number I've ever seen.

Danielle: Yeah, 'cause it's about a century old, back from when phones had cranks.

Rose: So why use that number to reach out and touch someone?

Rachel: Got me there too, but we should put a trace on it.

Nathan: Well how the hell are we going to put a trace on something that's over 100 years old?

BASEMENT OFFICE

The Hunters follows a suited man down the stairs and down a hallway.

Man: We don't get many folks from HQ down here.

Dean: Yes well the main office mentioned that there would be a lunch.

Sam and Rose gives him a bitchface behind the man's back. Dean shrugs.

Man: Well I'm sure we can arrange something. The man you wanna be speaking to is right this...

Danielle swipes at a fly that has flown into her hair.

Man: I know, sorry. We've got something of a hygiene issue down here if you ask me.

He leads them to the basement entrance

Man: Stewie? What did I tell you about keeping this place clean.

Stewie sits at a large console with multiple screens and keyboards. Various packets and junk food are strewn about. He jumps at their entrance and desperately tries to close down the multiple screens in front of him showing advertisements for porn sites.

Stewie:  Spam mail...spam mail...

Man: Stewie Myers. Mr. Campbell. Mr. Rami and Mr. Williams. And Miss Davis, Miss Baker, and Miss Holt.

Stewie: I don't know how all this got here...

The Man reaches out and flicks the back of STEWIE'S head, making him jump again and grunt.

Man: From headquarters?

Stewie spins around in his chair, then quickly crosses his legs and places his hands together on his lap.

Man: Give these gentlemen and ladies whatever they need.

Stewie: Yeah.

Rose: Thank you.

Rachel: Thanks

The man walks away, leaving

Stewie: So......can I help you?

Nathan looks back to make sure the man is gone then gestures towards the screen.

Nathan: (Smirking) Is that, ahhh, BustyAsianBeauties.com?

Rachel glares at her fiancé

Stewie: Uh, no. Maybe.

Nathan: A word to the wise? Platinum membership? Worth every penny. Ha?

Rachel folds her arms and raises her eyebrow sending him a glare.

Danielle: Anyway. We're here to trace a number?

Rose hands Stewie a piece of paper.

Stewie: Where did you get this?

Rachel: Off caller I.D.

Stewie: Oh no, that's impossible.

Dean: It hasn't been used in a few years, we know.

Stewie: A few years? It's prehistoric. Trust me, nobody is using this number anymore.

Sam: Sure. Could you run it anyway?

Stewie: (Snarkily) Sure. Why don't I just rearrange my whole life first.

Dean and Sam glances at each other. Danielle smiles leaning closer with a glare

Danielle: Listen, uh, Stewie. You got like six kinds of employee code violations down here, not to mention the sickening porn that is clogging up your hard drive. Now when my partner says run the number, I suggest you run the number!

All hunters give Stewie a hard look. He looks between them then turns back to his console.

Stewie: Okay, whatever, jeez!

He clicks a few more buttons. One of his screens fills with a long list of numbers.

Stewie: Holy crap.

Rose and Rick: What?

Stewie: I can't tell you where the number comes from, but I can tell you where it's been going.

Nathan: What do you mean?

STEWIE pushes print, goes to the printer and hands some paper to Sam

Stewie: Ten different number in the past few weeks, all got calls from the same number.

He looks between the hunters as they stare at each other then sighs and walks between them back to his computer. He sits and stares for a moment then looks back

Stewie: So, are we done here? Cause I was....sort of...busy?

Nathan: (Smirking) Right.

Rachel slaps him on the arm and Rose chuckles, shaking her head as they leave the room

STREET

Sam, Danielle, and Rose gets out of the Mustang. They walk up the footpath and knocks on the door. It's opened up by a middle aged man. His son walks up to stand beside him

Man: Yeah?

Sam: Hello sir, we're with the phone company.

Man: We didn't call the phone company.

Sam: Oh no sir, we're calling you. We've had a lot of complaints from the neighborhood lately.

Man: Complaints?

Danielle: Yes sir. Dropped calls, static, maybe even strange voices on the other end of the line?

A teenage girls steps into the hallway while they're speaking, looking startled.

Man: No, we haven't had any of that here.

Rachel: Nothing?

Man: No.

Sam: Okay. Great, just thought we'd check. Thanks.

Man: No problem. (to his son) Come on, Simon.

As they turn to close the door, Danielle sees the girl staring at him, looking scared. She turns away as the door closes.

They walk back to the Mustang as they open the doors, the girl appears

Lanie: No way you work for the phone company.

Rachel: Sure we do

Lanie: Since when does people from the phone company drive old crappy cars or wear cheap suits?

Danielle: Yeah, well. Maybe we're both keeping secrets.

Lanie: Why did you ask my Dad if he's hearing strange voices on the phone?

Rachel: Why, did you hear something?

Lanie: No.

Rachel: My mistake, I thought maybe you did.

Lanie: Well I didn't, okay?

Sam: (Smiling) Okay. Sorry to bother you.

Lanie looks uncomfortable but doesn't move.

Danielle: Because you know...if you did...then I would have told you that I've been right where you're standing right now. Hearing things, even seeing things that can't be explained.

Sam: Maybe we would have been able to help out a little bit. Anyway...

Lanie: Hey wait. Maybe....maybe I've been talking on the phone...with my Mom.

Rachel: Well that's not so strange.

Lanie: She's dead. Like three years now.

Sam: How often does she call you?

Lanie: A few times. It started a week ago. I thought I was like, crazy or something.

Danielle: Well I can tell you one thing for sure, and you're going to have to go with us on this, okay? You're not crazy.

MUSTANG

Rachel is driving, Sam is riding shotgun and Danielle is in the middle in the back leaning forwards

Rachel's phone begins to ring and she looks over to Sam

Rachel: Could you get that?

Sam nods his head and picks up the phone

Sam: Yeah

Nathan is walking down a street with Dean, Rick, and Rose. He smiles once he hears his brother's voie

Nathan: Oh Red, what a sexy deep voice you got.

Sam glares, rolling his eyes

Sam: You're not funny.

He puts the phone on speaker

Sam: It's your stupid pain in the ass boyfriend.

Dean gives his brother a look

Dean: Dude

Nathan rolls his eyes

Nathan: Okay, stiffs have been calling people all over town.

Danielle: Yeah, tell me about it

Nathan: I just talked to an 84 year old grandmother who's having phone sex with her husband, who died in Korea!

Sam and Danielle: Eww.

Nathan: It redefined my understanding of the word 'Necrophilia'.

A young woman walking past them overhears and gasps, giving him a dirty look as she passes. Rick turns to check her out as she continues walking.

Rachel: What the hell's going on?

Nathan simply shrugs as the four reaches the Impala.

Nathan: Beats me but we'd better find out soon. This place is turning into spook central.

Sam: Yeah

Rachel: All right, we'll call you later, baby.

Nathan nods and opens up the door to the Impala.

Rachel: Bye honey.

Nathan smiles lovingly

Nathan: Late, babe.

He hangs up

Rose: What did they say?

Before Nathan can answer, Dean's phone begins ringing. He looks confused

Dean: Yeah, what? Sam?

Dean?

Dean's eyes widens as he freezes looking shocked. Rick, Rose, and Nathan looks at each other worriedly

Dean, is that you?

Dean lets out a shaky sigh when he hears the voice again.

Dean: Dad?

Nathan's eyes widens as Rick and Rose frowns their brows in worry and confusion.

MOTEL ROOM

Rick, Nathan, and Rachel are sitting in chairs beside the table. Sam, Danielle, and Rose are sitting on the couch. Dean is pacing

Sam: Dad? You really think it was Dad?

Dean: I don't know, maybe.

Nathan: What did he sound like?

Dean: Like Oprah! Like Dad, he sounded like Dad, what do you think?

Nathan lets out a sigh as Rose looks up at her boyfriend

Rose: What did he say?

Dean: My name

Sam: That's it

Dean nods his head, looking at his brothers.

Dean: Call dropped out

Nathan: Why the hell would he even call in the first place, Dean? I mean he hated cell phones when he was alive. I'm sure that hasn't changed now he's dead.

Dean: I don't know, man. Why are ghosts calling anybody in this town? But I mean, other people are hearing from their loved ones, why can't we? It's at least a possibility, right?

Sam: Yeah, I guess?

Nathan: Okay, so what if....what if it really is Dad? What do we say if he calls me or Sam?

Rick: What do you mean?

Nathan: What do we say?

Everyone exchanges confused and shocked looks. Sam, Nathan, and Dean looks at each other. Danielle clears her throat

Danielle: H-Hello?

Nathan raises his eyebrow as he glares a little

Nathan: Hello?

Danielle shrugs.

Nathan: That's what you come back with? Hello?

Rick: Uhhh.........Sup, Dog?

Nathan rolls his eyes, standing up and grabs his jacket heading for the door

Nathan: Hello?!!

He walks out of the room. Dean, Rachel, Rick, Rose, and Danielle looks after him concerned. Dean shakes his head then exchanges a look with Sam.

LATER

Sam is on the couch on his laptop; Danielle is sitting beside him with her legs dangling over the side, laptop on her stomach and her head resting on Sam's leg.

Dean and Rose are beside each other at the table looking at Rose's laptop. Rachel is sitting on the bed, doing research on her laptop. Rick is looking through a newspaper when Nathan walks inside the room, closing the door behind him

Nathan: Find anything?

Dean and Rose shakes their heads and Sam looks up with a sigh

Sam: After three hours, I have found no reason why anything supernatural would be going on here

Danielle smirks as she looks up at him

Danielle: Hmm

She sits up placing her laptop beside her and smiles

Nathan laughs as he walks towards the bed Rachel is sitting on.

Nathan: Sammy, you're looking at the wrong places

Sam: And what are the right places, Nat?

Nathan: Well.....

He reaches into his jacket pocket

Nathan: Motel pamphlet rack.

He drops a pamphlet on the tables where Rose picks it up

Rose: Milan, Ohio. Birthplace of Thomas Edison.

Dean:  Yeah, right. So what?

Nathan: Keep reading.

Rose rolls her eyes and keeps reading. She sighs but her eyebrows raises and she looks at Nathan

Rose: You're shitting me

Nathan raises his eyebrows back, smiling

Nathan: Oh yeah.

MUSEUM

A young female guide is giving a tour

Guide: And we're walking. And, here we have one of the museum's most unique and treasured possessions. Thomas Edison's spirit phone. Did you know that Mr Edison, as well as being one of America's most beloved inventors, was also a devout occultist? Ooh!

Rick looks at her weirdly then leans towards Dean

Rick: What's with the quote-y fingers?

Dean: I don't know

Guide: He spent years working on this, his final invention, which he was convinced could be used to communicate with the dead. Pretty spooky, huh?

The guide checks her watch, twirls her fingers in the air and begins leading the group into the next room.

Guide: And we're walking. We are walking. We're walking. And we're not touching that. And we're walking. And stop.

Danielle gets out her EMF and holds it over the spirit phone.

Sam: Anything?

Danielle: Nothing

Dean: What do you think?

Rick: Honestly? It kinda looks like an old pile of junk to me.

Danielle: It's not even plugged in.

Sam: Maybe it didn't work like that.

Dean: Okay. Maybe it's like a radio tower, broadcasting the dead all over town.

Sam: Could be.

Rachel: You know, this caller I.D. is 100 years old, right? Right around the time this thing was built.

Danielle: Yeah, but why would it all of a sudden start working now?

Rose: I don't know. But as long as the mouldy are calling the freshers around here it's the best reason we've got.

Sam: Yeah, maybe.

Nathan: So maybe it really is Dad.

MOTEL ROOM-NIGHT

Sama and Danielle are cuddling up with each other sleeping. Nathan is siting at the table, a large cup of coffee in his hand. His phone beside him.

Rachel is sitting across from at the table, drooling on her arm as he leans on the table, sleeping. Dean and Rose are nowhere to be seen. Rick is passed out on the couch, arms folded and snoring softly.

Nathan stares into space, leg shaking as he bites his lip.

The phone rings, the display showing 'SHA33'. He grabs it quickly and heads into the bathroom.

Nathan: Dad?

John: Nat?

Nathan: Is it really you?

John: It's me.

Nathan: How can I be sure?

John: You can, champ.

Nathan looks down upset and sad.

John: Nat, how could you do that?

Nathan: What?

John: Sell your soul

Nathan: I was looking out for Sam. Like you told me to

John: I never wanted this. Never. You're my boy, I love you. I can't watch you to go to hell, Nat.

Nathan: I'm sorry. I don't know how to stop it.

John: 'Cause if you break the deal Sam dies, right?

Nathan: What?

John: Well I know a way out. For all three of you.

Nathan: How?

John: The demon who holds your contract. He's here. Now.

Nathan's eyes wides as he looks out the bathroom, not sure what to do.

LATER

Nathan is typing furiously away on a laptop. Rick is still sleeping on the couch. Sam and Danielle are awake now, sitting on the bed together. Rick is snoring loudly, twitching his nose.

Rick: (Snoring loudly) Oh yeah, Rebekah.......give it to me. I've been a naughty boy.

Sam frowns his brows looking at Danielle in confusion, she shrugs innocently.

The door opens up and Dean, Rachel, and Rose walks into the room

Danielle: What's up?

Dean closes the door behind them loudly waking Rick up suddenly. He sits up and looks around the room

Rick: What? What's happening?

Dean gives him a look and he realizes he had fallen asleep

Rick: Oh.......

Rose sighs and rolls her eyes. Rachel walks up to the table, rubbing Nathan's back, smiling down at him.

Rose: That girl Lanie, her Mom's ghost spooked her out pretty bad last night.

Nathan: That sucks.

Dean: Yeah it does.

Rachel: What are you doing, honey?

Nathan: I think Dad's right. I think the Demon's here. Check it out

He hand Dean some papers and walks over to his bag. Sam walks across the room and looks at the papers with Dean

Sam: What is this, weather reports?

Nathan: Omens. Demonic omens. Electrical storms everywhere we've been for the past two weeks.

Danielle walks up beside Sam

Danielle: Ahh...I don't remember any lightning storms.

Nathan: Well, I don't remember you studying meteorology, blondie. But I'm telling you, that bastard's been tailing me...wearing some poor dude's meat.

Rose: And it's following you because...

Nathan: I guess I'm big game, you know. My ass is too sweet to let outta sight.

Rachel rolls her eyes

Rachel: Okay. Sure you are.

Nathan yanks the papers back

Nathan: Don't get too excited. Might pull something

Sam: Nat, look, I wanna believe this man, I really do...

Nathan: Then believe it! if we get this sucker, it's Miller Time.

Rachel: Yeah, that's another thing. John rattles off an exorcism that can kill a demon? I mean not just send it back to hell, but kill it?

Rose: I've checked it out. This is heavy duty Dark Ages. Fifteenth century.

Sam: So did Bobby

Dean: Okay, and?

Rose: Look. It definitely is an exorcism, okay, there's just no evidence it can kill a demon.

Nathan: No evidence it can't.

Danielle: Come on man...

Nathan: Hey, as far as I'm aware the only one of us who has actually been to hell is Dad. And maybe he picked up a couple of tricks down there, like which exorcisms work.

Sam: Maybe it does. I hope it does too, but we gotta be sure.

Dean: Why aren't we sure?

Rachel: 'Cause I don't know what's going on around here, babe! I mean, some guy blows his brains out, a little girl is scared out of her wits.

Nathan: Wow, a couple of civvies are freaked out by some ghosts. News flash, Red, people are supposed to be freaked out by ghosts!

Rachel folds her arms, glaring at Nathan. They glare at each other for a long moment

Rick: I hate it when mom and dad fight.

Sam: Dad tell you where to find the demon?

Nathan: I'M WAITING ON THE CALL!!!

Rachel:  I told Lanie I'd stop by.

Nathan:  Oh, good yeah. No you go hang out with jail bait. Just, uh, watch out for Chris Hansen. Meanwhile I'll be here getting ready to, you know, save my life.

Rachel moves towards the door. Sam and Danielle exchanges a look before following her. Dean scoffs, shaking his head

Dean: You're unbelievable!, you know that? I mean for months we've been trying to break this demon deal.

Nathan: Now Dad's about to give us the freaking address and you can't accept it? The man is dead and you're still butting heads with the guy!

Sam: That is not what this is about.

Dean: So what is it!

Sam: The fact is we've got no hard proof here, guys. After everything, you're still just going on blind faith!

Nathan: Yeah, well maybe! You know, maybe that's all I got, okay?

Rose and Rachel looks at the brothers

Rachel: Please. Just please don't go anywhere until we get back. Okay, Nat? Please.

Nathan looks down at her not saying anything. Rachel shakes her head and turns for the door. Danielle sighs before following her. Sam shakes his head and follows her out the door.

Nathan looks at the door for a long moment then shakes his head and moves back to the table, plopping down heavily.

Dean and Rose exchanges a worried look with each other. Rick sighs giving them the same worried look.

LANIE'S HOUSE

Sam, Danielle, and Rachel are talking with a very freaked out Lanie

Rachel: Have you told your father about any of this?

Lanie: And bother him at work? No. He wouldn't believe me anyway, he'd just chuck me into therapy.

Sam: So what did your mother say?

Lanie: She wanted to see me. So at first I thought I was supposed to go to the cemetery.

Danielle: Did you?

Lanie: (Nodding) Nothing happened. But then she started asking me to do other things.

Rachel: What sort of things?

Lanie: Bad things.

SIMON'S ROOM

Simon sits playing at his table. The phone rings. He looks over at his toy telephone sitting on the floor then walks over to it. The display reads SHA33.

Simon: Hello? Simon Greenfield speaking. Hi Mommy. Yeah, I wanna see you. Where are you?

MOTEL ROOM

Nathan, Rick, Dean, and Rose are sitting at the table in silence, staring at nothing. Nathan's phone rings and he grabs it, standing up

Nathan: Dad?

John: Yeah?

Nathan glances back to  his brother and gives a nod.

Nathan: Where's the Demon?

Rick and Dean glances at each other, worriedly.

LANIE'S HOUSE

Danielle: Lanie please. Tell us what happened, it's very important.

Lanie: Mom told me to go to Dad's medicine cabinet.

Sam: And?

Lanie: She wanted me to take his sleeping pills, take all of his sleeping pills.

Rachel: She wanted you to kill yourself?

Lanie: (Nods, crying) Why would my Mom want me to do that?

Danielle: I don't know.

Lanie: I mean, just so I could come to her?

Sam: What'd you say?

Lanie: She wanted me to come to her.

Sam: No, how'd she say it?

Lanie: "Come to me." Like a million times.

Rachel: Lanie. That's not your mother.

STREET

The Impala pulls up and Dean, Nathan, Rick, and Rose gets out. They grab their weapon bags out of the trunk, looks around and moves towards a house

LANIE'S HOUSE-HALLWAY

Sam, Danielle, Rachel, and Lanie walks down the hallway

Rachel: Listen to me. Don't answer the phone. Don't use the computer. Don't do anything unless I say to, all right?

The three hunters starts down the stairs and realizes Lanie's not following.

Daielle: Lanie.

Lanie: (standing in a doorway) Where's Simon?

HOUSE

Dean, Nathan, Rick, and Rose enters quietly and walks down the hallway, listening. A floorboard creaks on the second floor

Dean: Hello?

Rick: We're here to talk about your car's extended warranty.

Rose drops a rosary into a bottle of water. Rick drops salt alone the window still.

Dean and Nathan are shaking paint cans and spraying a devil's trap on the floor.

STREET

Simon walks across the next road. A large truck barrels toward him. In the cab the driver glances away from the road to check his delivery list. He looks back to see SIMON in front of him. The truck horn blares and tires squeal. He seems to awaken and throws his hands up to protect himself. Rachel rushes the road, grabs Simon and dives for the verge. They lay panting as the truck roars past.

MUSTANG

Sam is riding shotgun. Rachel is driving at a high rate of speed and Danielle is in the back seat.

Sam is on the phone to his brothers as Rachel speeds along

Sam: Nat, it's not Dad.

Nathan: What the hell is it then, dumbass?

Sam: A crocotta

Nathan: A sandwich?

Sam and Danielle exchanges a look, both rolls their eyes.

Rachel: Some kind of scavenger. Mimics loved ones, whispers 'Come to me', then lures you into the dark and swallows your soul.

Nathan: A crocotta, right, damn that makes sense.

Rachel: Baby, look, I'm sorry man, I know...

Nathan: Hey, don't these things live in filth?

Rachel looks thoughtful as Sam and Danielle looks at each other

All Three: Yeah

Nathan: Guys, the flies at the phone company.

Rachel grips the steering wheel tightly and speeds up the car.

PHONE COMPANY CAR PARK

Sam, Danielle, and Rachel creeps along an alley and peaks in a window at Stewie, sitting at his console. They're distracted by a banging noise. When he looks back Stewie is leaving the room. The three runs back up the alley.

BUILDING

Stewie leaves the building. Sam, Danielle, and Rachel hides behind a van. Danielle is holding her phone to her ear

Rick: This is Herman Munster. Leave a message.

Danielle: Dude, we're in the parking lot. He's here. Hurry.

Stewie unlocks his car. Sam rushes him, pushing him against the car as Rachel holds a metal spike to the back of his neck.

Stewie: What the hell?

Danielle: We know what you are.

Stewie: Wait.....

Rachel: I know how to kill you

Stewie: Please. Okay, wait, wait, if we're overcharging you for the call waiting or something, I can fix that. I am your friend.

Sam looks confused exchanging a look with Rachel.

Stewie: Please don't kill me.

The manage sneaks up on behind Sam and hits him over the head with a bat. Sam falls to the ground

Rachel and Danielle: Sam!

The manager elbows Danielle making her fall then hits Rachel knocking her out. Sam, Danielle, and Rachel are laying beside each other out cold. Stewie turns around seeing the manager and smiles, bouncing up and down.

Stewie: Yeah! That's what happens when you mess with the phone company, dillweed! Thank you, Clark!

Clark: (Lifting the bat again) Forget about it.

Stewie: Clark?

Clarke smashes him upside the head with the bat.

PHONE COMPANY

Sam, Danielle, and Rachel are tied up in chairs in a line. Rachel and Danielle are awake watching in horror at Sam still knocked out

Danielle: Sammy? Baby?

Stewie: I'm sorry, Clark. I'm sorry for whatever I did to you. I'm sorry...please...

Sam opens his eyes

Sam: Wait! Don't do it!

Danielle sighs out relieved as Sam looks over to her

Clark: You're awake.

He walks over to Stewie and places the tip of a knife against his thigh.

Stewie: You're not a killer Clark, no! There's a good man inside of you, I know it.

Clark: What do you think, Sammy, am I a good man?

Rachel clenches her jaw

Rachel: Just let him go

Clark: I would. I really would. If only I'd had more than a salad for lunch. You see, I'm starving.

He lifts the knife high above his head and plunges it into STEWIE'S chest.

Sam and Danielle: No!

Clark moves in front of STEWIE's body. His mouth opens, revealing a blood red interior and razor sharp spikes. He crouches slightly, holds STEWIE by both shoulders and unhinges his jaw, his mouth becoming impossibly wide. Placing his mouth close to STEWIE's face he sucks in his energy.

Clark stands, wiping his mouth.

Sam: My last call with nat. That was you. You led me here.

Clark: Some calls I make, some calls I take, but you have to admit, I had you fooled for a while. All that Edison phone crap.

He laughs and moves over to the telephone exchange cabinet. He places his hands against the glass and leans back in ecstasy.

Danielle: What are you doing?

Clark: I'm killing your friends or maybe I'm killing other people. We'll just have to see how it goes.

POLICE LOCKER ROOM

A man's phone rings just as he finishes changing. He looks at the number, glances over at the other person in the room, and answers.

Man:  Hello?

Girl: (Through static) Hi Daddy.

Man: Hey baby. I thought you said you weren't gunna call anymore.

Girl: I know, Daddy.

Man: You know how sad this makes your old man. How upset I was at your funeral.

Girl: I had to call, I know who killed me Daddy.

Man: What?

Girl: The people who killed me, they're at the house right now.

Man:(Shocked) What are you saying to me?

Girl: They're at the house Daddy, they wants to kill you too!

Hanging up the phone, the man's face becomes set in stone.

PHONE COMPANY BASEMENT

Clark pulls the knife out of Stewie's chest

Rachel: You know, mimicking my man's voice is one thing but their dad. That's one hell of a trick

Clarke: Well once I made you as hunters, it was easy. I found Nat's number, then your number, then your father's numbers. Then emails, voicemails, everything. You see, people think that stuff just gets erased, but it doesn't. You'd be surprised how much of yourself is just floating out there, waiting to be plucked.

Sam: Nat's not going to fall for this. He's not going to kill that guy.

Clark: Then the guy kills him.

HOUSE

Car headlights shine across the window into the room where Nathan waits. He looks over to Dean and Rick who nods their heads to the side motioning for Nathan to move. Nathan moves towards the hallway.  A car door slams. Rose removes the lid from the bottle of holy water.

Nathan hears a noise toward the back of the house and frowns, moving down the hallway toward the back door. He pauses, then looks from the back to the front door.

The back door slams open and the man appears, raising a rifle and firing. Nathan leaps out of the way. Dean rushes forward and slams the man against the wall. He hits him a few times, then knees him viciously. The man grabs Dean and throws him through a glass table, shattering it.

He groans in pain. Rick runs towards the man who punches him a few times until Rick headbutts him.

Rose and Nathan runs towards the man as the man falls backwards on the ground. Rose kicks him in the stomach four times then kicks him once more.

PHONE COMPANY BASEMENT

Clarke leans over Danielle, smirking

Danielle looks up at him, clenching her jaw.

Clark: Technology. Makes life so much easier. Used to be I'd hide in the woods for days, weeks, whispering to people, trying to draw them out into the night. But they had community, they all looked out for each other, I'd be lucky to eat one or two souls a year. Now when I'm hungry, I simply make a phone call. (Sneering) You're all so connected. But you've never been so alone.

He opens his mouth and begins to unhinge his jaw while raising his knife. While he has been speaking, Sam has managed to escape his ties, his wrists bloody. He erupts out of the chair and they fall to the ground, Clark losing the knife. They struggle for it, Sam rising first.

Clarke grabs Sam's jacket and swings him around into a metal grate. Clark picks up the knife, running at Sam.

HOUSE

Nathan and the man slams through a glass door. The man was groggy. Nathan reaches for the man's belt and pulls out a handgun, flicking the cartridge out and throws it to the side. The man struggles to his feet, covered in glass. Rose pulls back the rug showing the devil's trap on the floor. The man looks confused at the markings

Man: What's this?

Dean: Your funeral

Dean and Rick appears behind them. Rose begins the exorcism in Latin. The man glares and slowly moves forward out of the circle

Nathan: How the hell did you get out?

The man advances towards him.

Man: Did you do this to my daughter too?

The four glances at each other shamefully and confused.

Rick: Uh, we made a boo boo.

Man: You killed her!

Rose: Wait

The man leaps at Nathan.

PHONE COMPANY

Sam and Clarke struggles for the knife exchanging blow after blow as they move around the room. Sam finally pulls the knife away as Danielle breaks free of her chair hitting Clark and forces him backwards into Rachel who drives a spike through his back killing him

They exchange a look with each other.

HOUSE

The man falls on Nathan as he lays on the ground.

Man: SHE WAS NINE YEARS OLD!!

Dean: STOP!

Nathan: STOP IT, MAN!! I DIDN'T!! YOU GOTTA BELIEVE ME!!

Rick and Rose grabs the man by his shoulders pulling him off Nathan as he struggles in their grip. Nathan grabs the rifle and smacks the man in the forehead knocking him out. Rick drops the man to the floor.

Man: Why did you kill her?

Rose looks at him sadly as Dean shakes his head

Nathan: I'm sorry but I didn't kill your daughter.

Man: Then what are you doing her?

Dean: We don't know.

A lone tear rolls down Nathan's cheek. Rick looks away as Dean and Rose looks at each other, teary eyed.

MOTEL ROOM

The hunters are back in the motel room, bloody and beaten. Rachel is in the bathroom holding a cloth to Nathan's cut eye as he groans

Rachel: Oh stop being a baby

Nathan winces, giving her a look. She smirks. He rolls his eyes and she chuckles

The others walks into the room. Danielle and Sam stands at the bathroom door

Danielle: Hey.

Nathan glances at Sam through the mirror and raises an eyebrow

Nathan: They improved your face but you're nowhere as sexy as I am, twin.

Sam chuckles as he leans on the doorframe.

Sam: Right back at ya, twin.

Danielle smiles at them

Nathan: Where's the others?

Dean: We're in here, jackass!!!

Rachel: Does that answer your question?

Nathan nods his head and they heads out of the bathroom into the main room

Rick and Rose are sitting at the table. Sam and Danielle sits on one bed while Rachel and Nathan sits down on the other one. Dean takes a seat beside Rose at the table.

Dean: So, crocotta, huh?

Sam: Yep.

Nathan raises his beer to his eye.

Nathan: That would explain the flies.

Roe: Yeah it would.

Sam: Hey, um...look I'm sorry it wasn't Dad.

Dean:  Nah, we gave you a hell of a time on this one

Nathan: You were right.

Sam: Forget about it.

Nathan: I can't. I wanted to believe so badly that there was a way outta this.

He looks down sadly

Nathan: I mean I'm staring down the barrel at this thing. You know, Hell. For real, forever, and I just...

Danielle: Yeah.

Nathan's eyes begins welling up with tears

Nathan: I'm scared. I'm really scared.

Rachel fights back the tears in her eyes, reaches out placing her hand over top of his.

Rachel: I know.

Dean: I guess I was willing to believe anything. You know, the last act of a desperate man.

Danielle: There's nothing wrong with having hope, Nat

Nathan: Hope doesn't get you jack squat. I can't expect Dad to show up with some miracle at the last minute. I can't expect anybody to, you know. I mean the only person that can get me out of this thing is me.

Dean: And me

Sam: And me

Nathan: And me?

Rachel: What?

Nathan: Deep revelation, having a real moment here, that's what you come back with? And me?

Sam: Uh...do you want a poem?

Nathan: The moment's gone.

Sam smiles slightly. Dean flicks the TV on, grabs four bottles of beer without looking, holds out two to Sam and Danielle. They crack them open and drinks at the same time while staring at the screen

Danielle wraps her arms around Sam's waist. He chuckles before putting his arm around her.

Rose wraps her arms around Dean's waist. He chuckles before putting his arm around her. Nathan looks around the room, taking this in, he raises his beer to his lips then looks down at Rachel who's laying her head on his chest.