MOTEL

Sam and Danielle are lying beside each other staring up at the ceiling.

Sam: Well.......I've never done that before

Danielle: Nope. You have not.

Sam: So, uh, h-h-how are you? How you.....how you....you good?

Danielle: Yeah. Yep. Yep. You?

Sam: Yes....uh huh.....you?

She stares at him confused

Sam: I had sex with you.

Danielle chuckles, shaking her head

Danielle: Sam. it's okay

Sam sighs, looking nervous

Danielle: I just slept with the guy who's like my big brother's friend. We broke a rule

Sam: Yeah. Do you think it was a mistake?

Danielle: Do you regret it?

Sam smiles at her then shakes his head

Sam: No. Do you?

Danielle: No

They smile at each other and kisses each other on the lips

HALLWAY

Rachel walks out of her and Nathan's room and knocks on Sam's door

Sam and Danielle exchanges a worried look

Sam: Hide!

Danielle: Hide? Where?

Sam: I don't know! The closet! Under the bed?

Danielle: I'm naked!

Sam: Under the sheets!

Danielle: Fine!

She glares as she slides under the blankets.

Sam: It's open!

Rache opens the door and sees he's still in bed

Rachel: Sup.

She closes the door behind her

Rachel: Can I use your shower? Nat's in ours and Dean, well.......he and Rosie are using theirs if you know what I mean.

Sam: Why?

Rachel: Can I use it or not?

Sam: Yeah sure

Rachel smiles and walks over to the bathroom

Rachel: Where'd you go last night anyway?

Sam: I, uh, um........I just went out to the bar. I needed a drink.

Rachel: Where's Dani?

Sam: Rach, come on

Rachel: Whatever

She tilts her head staring at him for a moment

Rachel: Is that a hickey?

Sam covers his neck with his hand

Sam: Wha----no. I....I...I fell

Rachel: Really?

Sam: It's not a hickey!

Rachel: Not one my redheaded ass.

She grabs one of the pillows and throws it at him

Rachel: What's the matter with you?

Sam: Ow!

Rachel: You are never going to get over Dani if you sleep around with random dumb bimbos.

Sam: Do I need to remind you who your boyfriend is?

Rachel raises a eyebrow, glaring at him

Rachel: No you don't.

Sam: It's not my fault!

Rachel: You didn't think about finding a short annoying blonde girl to give you said hickey?

Sam: No because I saw her leave with some blonde hair Canadian guy.

Rachel: What's wrong with you two? You're both in love with each other and yes you don't see it. I swear to God if I have to continue playing matchmake, I'm gonna lose my mind.

Sam gives her a look

Rachel: Promise me you will keep talking to her

Sam: Alright.

Rachel smiles and lets out a deep sigh then heads towards the bathroom

She closes the door. Sam moves the covers unveiling Danielle.

Danielle: Rachel knows?

Sam: Uh, I---Nat told her. He figured it out when I was acting weird around Jackson.

Danielle: Jackson? Wait, I remember......you were acting all angry and then Rach said you hated him for no reason. You were jealous?

Sam lets out a scoff

Sam: Jealous? I--I---I---I.......maybe a little. Yes.

Danielle: Aw, that's so adorable.

Sam shakes his head, smiling

Sam: We should probably get ready before Rachel comes out. She really needs to get back before Nat finds out she's gone

Rachel! Rachel!

They hear Nathan's voice coming from down the hallway

Danielle: Never mind.

LATER

Danielle and Sam are dressed in their clothes. Danielle begins heading out the window when Rachel opens the bathroom door, running a towel through her hair.

Sam grabs Danielle and hides her behind the curtain

Rachel: Whatcha you doing, Gigantor?

Sam: I'm, uh.......I'm um.......looking out the window.

Rachel: At the parking lot?

Sam: That's a beautiful parking lot. Such a nice parking lot.

Rachel: Sure thing, buddy.

She pats him on the shouder

Rachel: You are need of more sleep.

Sam chuckles nervously and nods before she leaves the room. He moves the curtain back to show an angry Danielle with her arms folded

Sam: Don't look at me like that

Danielle turns to leave  and Sam watches her

Sam: Dani, wait.

She turns to look at him

Sam: What is this? Us? Are we......why can't I say this?

Danielle smiles and cups his cheeks, leaning up on her toes and kisses him deeply. He kisses her back placing her hands on her waist

There's a banging on the door

Nathan: Hey! Hurry your ass up! I really wanna go considering what I just walked in on!

Dean runs past him letting out a loud high pitched scream with Rick chasing after him

Rick: COME HERE!! YOU'RE DEAD!!

Dean: NOT THE FACE!!

Sam and Danielle smile at each other

Danielle: I should go but let's talk about this later.

Sam nods and Danielle climbs out the window then looks at him once more then walks away. Sam sighs, rubbing the back of his head.

LATER

Danielle is walking down the hallway holding her shoes, making her way back towards her room. Nathan opens the door and smirks

Nathan: Hey Dani

Danielle: Wow, yeah, that was way too loud

Nathan: Look who's wearing the same clothes as last night. Did you get some?

Danielle rolls her eyes, looking down

Nathan laughs, poking her in the head

Nathan: May I say you are rocking the walk of shame? I've done that more then a few times.

Rachel walks out of the room, laughing

Rachel: Let's give Dani a round of applause, people

Nathan: Oh yea

Dean, Nathan, Rose, and Rachel begins clapping as Danielle spins around

Dean: Nicely done.

Danielle: Whatever.

She bows for them playfully. Dean pats her on the back, laughing. Sam opens the door and walks out of his room

Sam: What's going on?

Rose: We're clapping Dani's walk of shame

Sam: Why?

Nathan: Because she got her cheeks clapped last night

Danielle: Dude!

Sam: Come on, man. Show some respect.

Danielle: Do you know who you're talking to, Nat? Sex is something two adults do with their bodies when they're attracted to each other.

Nathan: The fuck do you call what me and Red does?

Dean: Coming from someone who's walked in on you two, I don't know what that's called

Nathan glares at him while Rachel smirks. Danielle looks up and gives Sam a smile

Danielle: You have pretty eyes.

Sam rolls his eyes and grabs his duffel bag. Danielle goes to her room to get her stuff.

Nathan rolls his eyes and puts his arm around Rachel as they all walk down the corridor.

ROAD

Dean is driving. Nathan's riding shotgun and Sam is in the backseat. The Mustang can be seen in the rear view mirror. Rick's shotgun, Rose in the back. Danielle's bike is riding in between the cars.

Dean: So, I've been waiting since Maple Springs. You got something to tell me?

Sam: (playing dumb) It's not your birthday.

Dean: No.

Sam: .. Happy Purim? (laughs) Dude, I don't know. I have no idea what you're talking about—

Nathan: Someone came into my room and took the Colt last night. You want to tell us what happened? I know it wasn't us.

Dean: So unless you were shooting at some incredibly evil cans...

Sam: Guys ...

Nathan: You went after her, didn't you? The Crossroads Demon. After I told you not to.

Sam: Yeah, well...

Dean: You could have gotten yourself killed!

Sam: I didn't.

Nathan: Did you shoot her?

Sam: No, she never showed up. Matthias did

Dean and Nathan exchanges a look with each other

Dean: Did you kill him?

Sam: I wanted to. He's a smartass.

Nathan: Does this mean I'm out of the deal?

Sam: Don't you think I would've mentioned that little fact, Nat? No. Someone else holds the contact

Dean: Who?

Sam: He wouldn't say

Nathan: We should find out who. Of course, our best lead is a demonic asshole who comes and goes when he pleases. Oh wait a minute........and he's your possible future father in law

Sam: Not funny

Dean: It's a little funny.

Nathan: It was a stupid freaking risk, and you shouldn't have done it.

Sam: I shouldn't have done it? You're my brother, Nat. And no matter what you do, I'm gonna try and save you. And I'm sure as hell not gonna apologize for it, all right?

Nathan is silent. Sam shakes his head

GERT'S HOME

Sam, Rick, and Danielle are impersonating officers of the law to interview a witness. She is holding a framed photograph of the shower-drowning victim. The witness' name is GERTRUDE CASE, an elegant and well-groomed and approximately 70 year old woman

Gert: But I don't understand. I already went over all this with the other detectives.

Rick: Right, yes. But, see, we're with the Sheriff's Department, not the police department – different departments.

Sam: So, Mrs. Case...

Gert: Please. Ms. Case.

She's looking intently at Rick

Rick: Okay. Um, Ms. Case, um... you were the one who found your niece, correct?

Gert: I came home, she was in the shower.

Rose: Drowned?

Gert: So the coroner says. Now, you tell me, how can someone drown in the shower?

Sam: How would you describe Sheila's behavior in the days before her death? I mean, did she seem frightened? Maybe she said something out of the ordinary, or ...?

Gert: Wait a minute. You're working with Alex, aren't you?

Rick: Yep. Absolutely. That's (laughs) Alex and us, we're like this.

Gert: Why didn't you say so? Alex has been such a comfort. But I'm sorry. I thought the case was solved.

Rose: Uh... Well, no. No, not yet.

Gert: I see.

Rick: So, anyways, we were talking about your niece.

Gert: Well, yes. Sheila mentioned something quite strange before she died. She said she saw a boat.

Sam: A boat?

Gert: Yes. One minute it was there, then it was gone. It just disappeared right before her eyes. You think it could be a ... ghost ship? Alex thinks it could be a ghost ship.

She is addressing all her comments to Rick, staring at him intently.)

Rick: Well, um ... Could be.

Gert: Well. You let me know if there's anything else I can do for you.

She traces a finger slowly along Rick's hand; Rick looks uncomfortable and Rose clears her throat, smirking

Gert: Anything at all.

DOCKS

Dean, Rachel, Nathan, Danielle, Sam, Rick, and Rose are walking along the docks. he water is crowded with pristine, moderately sized boats.

Rose: What a crazy old broad.

Rick: Why? Because she believes in ghosts?

Danielle: Look at you, sticking up for your girlfriend. You cougar hound.

Rick: Bite me

Dean: Hey, not if she bites you first

Rachel: So who's this Alex? We got another player in town?

Rose: Maybe, maybe not. Doesn't change our job.

Sam: Yeah. It's not the first one sighted around here, either.

Nathan: Really?

Danielle: Yeah. Every 37 years, like clockwork, reports of a vanishing three-mast clipper ship out in the bay. And every 37 years, a rash of weirdo, dry-land drownings.

Dean: So, whatever's happening is just getting started.

Sam: Yeah.

Rose: What's the lore?

Danielle: Well, there are apparitions of old wrecks sighted all over the world. The S.S. Violet, the Griffin, the Flying Dutchman – almost all of them are death omens.

Rachel: So, what happens? You see the ship and then a few hours later, you pucker up and kiss your ass goodbye?

Sam: Basically.

Danielle: Pretty much

Rick: What's the next step?

Sam: We gotta I.D. the boat.

Nathan: That shouldn't be too hard. I mean, how many three-mast clipper ships have wrecked off the coast?

Danielle: I checked that too, actually. Over one hundred and fifty.

Dean: Wow.

Rick: Damn it.

Sam: Yeah.

Nathan: Shit

Rose: Fuck

Rick: Rick

They approachan empty parking space. Dean and Rachel looks around confused

Dean: This is where we parked the cars, right?

Rachel: I thought so

Dean: Where's my car?!

Rose: Did you feed the meter, babe?

Dean: Yes, I fed the meter! Where's my car?!  Somebody stole my CAR!!!

Rachel: Nathan Winchester, where's my fucking CAR?!!

Nathan: Why you looking at me, babe? I didn't steal it.

Rose: Hey, hey, hey

She approaches Dean

Rose: Calm down

Dean: I am calmed down! Somebody stole my ca----

He begins hyperventilating, bending over to clutch his knees to calm down)

Rose: Whoa. Dean. Hey, hey, hey. Take it easy.

Bela: The '67 Impala? Was that yours?

Nathan: Bela.

Bela: I'm sorry. I had those cars towed.

Rachel: YOU DID WHAT?!!

Dean: WHAT?!!

Bela: Well, it was in a tow-away zone.

Dean: No, it wasn't!

Rachel: You motherfuck----

She lunges at Bela but Nathan grabs her and pushes her back

Bela: It was when I finished with it.

Danielle: What the hell are you even doing here?

Bela: A little yachting.

Rose: You're Alex. You're working with that old lady.

Bela: Gert's a dear old friend.

Rick: Yeah, right. What's your angle?

Bela: There's no angle. There's a lot of lovely old women like Gert up and down the eastern seaboard. I sell them charms, perform séances so they can commune with their dead cats.

Nathan: And let me guess, it's all a con, none of it's real.

Bea: The comfort I provide them is very real.

Danielle: How do you sleep at night?

Bela: On silk sheets, rolling naked in money. 

Rick visulizes and nods slightly.

Bela: Really, Danielle. I'd expect the attitude from them, but you? Your girlfriend

Sam: She's not my girlfriend and you shot me!

Danielle: You shot him!

Bela: I barely grazed you.

Sam looks exasperated while Dean shrugs in mute acknowledgement of Bela's point.

Bela: Cute. But a bit of a drama queen, yeah?

Danielle: You do know what's going on around here. This ghost-ship thing, it is real.

Bela: I'm aware. Thanks for telling Gert the case wasn't solved, by the way.

Rose: It isn't.

Bela: She didn't know that. Now the old bag's stopped payment and she's demanding some real answers. Look... just stay out of my way before you cause any more trouble. I'd get to that car if I were you... before they find the arsenal in the trunk. (She turns around.) Ciao.

She walks away

Dean: Can I shoot her?

The hunters watches her leave

Sam: Not in public.

Rick is checking her out as she walks away

Rick: Can I sleep with her?

Nathan: Not in public.

Sam turns to glare at him but Nathan just smiles in amusement. Danielle and Rose chuckles at the two.

HOUSE-NEXT DAY

The last victim's house has become a crime scene. Bela, impersonating a reporter, is interviewing a distraught man who is the victim's brother.

MR. WARREN: No. The police said that he drowned, but ... I don't u-understand how...

Bela: I am so sorry for your loss, Mr. Warren. Now, if you could just tell me one more time about the ship your brother saw.

Danielle and Sam approaches wearing suits and flashing badges.

Danielle: Ma'am, I think this man's been through quite enough. You should go.

Bela: But I just have a few more questions.

Sam: No, you don't.

Bela: Thank you for your time.

Danielle: Sorry you had to deal with that. They're like ROACHES

Her voice raises so that BELA, walking away, can hear; she turns and looks back at her

Sam: So, we heard you say your brother saw a ship.

MR. WARREN: Yeah, that's right.

Danielle: Did he tell you what it looked like?

MR. WARREN: It was, uh... like the old Yankee clippers. A smuggling vessel. The rakish topsail, a barkentine rigging. Angel figurehead on the bow.

Sam: That's a lot of detail for a ship your brother saw.

MR. WARREN: My brother and I were night diving. I saw the ship, too.

Sam and Danielle exchanges a look with each other.

On the other side of the parking lot, Bela is talking to the real uniforms and pointing in Danielle and Sam's direction. Sam notices first and nudges Danielle. They wrap up.

Danielle: All right. Well, we'll be in touch.

Sam: Thank you.

WOODS

Dean, Rachel, Danielle, Rick, Nathan, Rose, and Sam are loading shotguns at the trunks of the Impala and Mustang. Bella approaches from behind

Bela: I see you got your cars back

Nathan: You really want to come near me when I got a loaded gun in my hands?

Bela: Now, now. Mind your blood pressure. Why are you even still here? You have enough to I.D. the boat.

Rick: That guy back there saw the ship.

Bela: Yeah? And?

Danielle: And, he's going to die, so we have to save him.

Bela: How sweet.

Dean: You think this is funny?

Bela: He's cannon fodder. He can't be saved in time, and you know it.

Rose: Yeah, well, see, we have souls, so ... we're gonna try.

Bela: Yeah, well, I'm actually going to find the ship and put an end to this. But you have fun.

About to get in their car, Nathan and Dean in the Impala as Rachel, Rose, and Rick begin to get in the Mustang. Sam and Danielle gets on the bike. Nathan pauses

Nathan: Hey, Bela, how'd you get like this, huh? What, did Daddy not give you enough hugs or something?

Bela: I don't know. Your daddy give you enough? Don't you dare look down your nose at me. You're not better than I am.

Rose: We help people.

Bela: (scoffs) Come on. You do this out of vengeance and obsession. You're a stone's throw from being a serial killer. Whereas I, on the other hand, I get paid to do a job and I do it. So, you tell me – which is healthier?

Sam: Bela, why don't you just leave? We've got work to do.

Bela: Yeah. You're 0 for 2. Bang-up job so far.

She walks away. Danielle and Rose exchanges a look, shaking their heads

Nathan: I wanna kill her

Rick: I wanna fuck her.

WARREN HOUSE-NIGHT

Sam, Nathan, Dean, Danielle, Rose, Rachel, and Rick are staking out the house. Sam is sitting in the back of the Mustang leaning forward in between the two seats where Danielle is sitting shotgun and Rachel is in the driver's seat.

They're on the phone with Rick, Rose, Nathan, and Dean in the Impala.

Danielle is doing research, reading papers as is Nathan

Dean: Anything good?

Danielle: No, not really. You?

Nathan: I got nada. I mean, both brothers are Duke University grads. No criminal record. I mean, a few speeding tickets. They inherited their father's real estate fortune six years ago.

Rachel: How much?

Nathan: $112 million.

Rick: (whistles) Nice life.

Rose: Yeah

Dean: I mean, nice, clean, aboveboard. So why did they see the ship? Why Sheila, too? What do they all have in common?

Sam: Maybe nothing.

Rachel: No. There's always something.

Peter's spotted them, and has come out of his house toward them, stopping inside his security gate)

Peter: Hey, you!

Danielle: I think we've been made.

They get out of the cars and approach him.

Peter: What are you guys doing?! You watching me?

Rose: Sir, calm down.

Sam: Please.

Peter: You guys aren't cops! Not dressed like that. Not – not in those crappy cars.

Rachel: Crappy?

Dean: Whoa, hey. No need to get nasty.

Rick: We are cops, okay? We're undercover. We're here because we think you're in danger.

Peter: From who?!

Sam: If you just settle down, we'll talk about it.

Peter: Look, you guys just stay away from me!

He runs to his own car and starts to drive it toward the gate.

Danielle: Wait!

Nathan: Hey moron! We're trying to help you!

As Pete''s car approaches the gate, the car shudders, coughs, and dies.

Rick: That can't be good.

Dean: No. Get the salt guns

Rick, Nathan, and Dean runs back to the cars as Sam, Danielle, Rose, and Rachel runs to help

Inside Peter's car, a spirit dressed in old seaman's clothes and a navy coat, his long hair dripping into his eyes, appears in the rear seat. He turns to look but the spirit is gone; then it re-appears in the front passenger seat. It turns to Peter and glares, then reaches out to touch his cheek.

Peter convulses, choking on water that spills out of his mouth and struggling to get a breath. He scrabbles for the door, which locks itself, and he slumps over.

Sam and the girls arrives at the car.

Sam: Peter!

Peter doesn't respond, but the spirit glares straight at them

Rick, Nathan, and Dean arrives on the other side and Nathan aims the salt gun at the spirit.

Nathan: Duck!

They duck as Nathan fires. The spirit disappears, and Rachel reaches through the shattered glass to unlock the car doors.

Rose yanks the drive-side door open. She pulls Peter back and checks for a pulse, but after a few seconds his shoulders slump and he sighs, shaking his head at Dean.

Nathan kicks the door in frustration. Rachel and Danielle exchanges a look

Rick: Ah fuck me

ROAD

Rachel, Sam, and Danielle are driving along in the Mustang with the radio going. Rachel is in the back as Danielle is driving, talking to Sam

Rachel: I should've rode with mommy's good boy

Sam: Please don't start doing that again. I just got over the nightmares

Rachel smirks, twirling a lock of her hair around her finger.

Danielle: Do you wanna say it or should I?

Sam: What, darling?

Danielle: You can't save everybody, Sam. Did you just call me darling?

Sam: Um, uh, right, so---so what? You feel better now or what?

Danielle: No, not really.

Sam: Me neither.

Danielle: You gotta understa—

Sam: It's just lately, I feel like I can't save anybody.

(Eerie music followed by a view of the Mustang speeding along. The Impala speeds past them. Inside they see the figures of Nathan and Rick wrestling in the backseat

Dean: I SWEAR TO GOD I WILL TURN THIS CAR AROUND!!

Rick: But Dad......he's being mean to me!

Nathan: AH BITE ME!! HE STARTED IT!!

Rose: SHUT THE FUCK UP OR SO HELP ME, I WILL KICK YOUR ASSES OUT!!

Rachel, Danielle, and Sam gives each other amused looks

Sam: They're gonna be kickass parents.

Danielle: You're gonna be awesome

Sam: What?

Danielle: I said you're gonna be an awesome dad and you're awesome.

Sam smiles at her fondly. Rachel smiles at both of them, folding her arms.

HOUSE-DAY

Rachel, Dean, Nathan, Rick, Rose, Sam, and Danielle are squatting in a house, cleaning their weapons. There's a knock at the door. They looks at each other in shock.

Danielle begins to count then stands up to check the door. She sighs when she sees it's Bela. Nathan and Dean gives each other a long look before Danielle opens the door

Bela: Dear.....God.

Danielle glares then exchanges a look with Sam. Rose rolls her eyes, folding her arms

Bela: Are you actually squatting? Charming.

Danielle glares at her, raising an eyebrow

Bela: So how'd things go last night with Peter?

None of the hunters says anything

Bela: That well, huh?

Nathan: If you say 'I told you so', I swear to God I'll start swinging.

Bela: Look, I think all of us should have a heart-to-heart.

Danielle: That's assuming that you have a heart.

Bela: Danielle, please... I'm sorry about what I said before, okay? I come bearing gifts.

Rose: Such as?

Bela: I've ID'd the ship.

She starts to unzip a portfolio file.)

The hunters exchanges knowing looks

LATER

Bela: It's the Espírito Santo, a merchant sailing vessel, quite a colorful history. In 1859 a sailor was accused of treason. He was tried aboard ship in a kangaroo court and hanged. He was 37.

Rick: Which would explain the 37 year cycle.

Bela: Aren't you a sharp tack?

Rick glares at her

Bela: There's a photo of him somewhere ...

She's flipping through file

Bela: ... here.

Rose: Isn't that the customer we saw last night?

Bela: You saw him?

Rachel: Yeah, that's him, except he was missing a hand.

Bela: His right hand?

Rachel and Rick exchanges a look

Rick: How'd you know?

Bela: The sailor's body was cremated, but not before they cut off his hand to make a hand of glory.

Nathan: A hand of glory? I think I got one of those at the end of my Thai massage last week

He laughs as Rachel gives him a look. Danielle raises a eyebrow at him.

Danielle: Nat, the right hand of a hanged man is a serious occult object. It's very powerful.

Bela: So they say.

Rose: And officially counts as remains.

Rick: But still, none of this explains why the ghost is choosing these victims.

Bela: I'll tell you why. Who cares? Find the hand, burn it, and stop the bloody thing.

Dean: I don't get it. Why are you telling us all of this?

Bela: Because I know exactly where the hand is.

Dean and Nathan: Where?

Bela: At the Sea Pines Museum. It's a macabre bit of maritime history. But I need help.

Danielle: What kind of help?

Bela smiles

EVENING

The house is filled with lit candles. Bela is waiting in the living room of the house with Sam and Danielle. Bela is wearing an evening gown with quite a lot of glittery necklace.

Bela: What's taking so long? Rick's already there with his hot date as well....Rose and Dean. Sam and Danielle are trying not to convince themselves they're not in love

Danielle: Bela, I swear to God!

Rachel walks into the room, wearing a tight red beautiful gown, her hair is curled up and make up done.

Sam snickers, biting the inside of his cheek making Rachel send him a glare, folding her arms

Rachel: What's so damn funny?

Sam: Nothing. You look......you look.....you look like a Princess

Rachel: I am going to kill you

Bela: Come down here already!

Nathan walks down the stairs in a black suit, sighing as he stands at the bottom of the stairs. Rachel turns around and smirks in appreciation.

Rachel: Hubba hubba.

Nathan: I look stupid

Rachel: You know, when this is over, we should really have angry sex.

Nathan: Don't objectify me.

Rachel twirls a lock of her hair around her finger, smirking and makes a kissy face towards him.

They leave the house.

SEA PINES MUSEUM-NIGHT

Dean, Rose, Nathan, and Rachel walks in arm in arm. Bela hands an invitation to the doorman.

Belal: Are you chewing gum? Try to behave as if you've lived this life before, yeah?

Rick looks around, takes out his gum, and sticks it under the flowing champagne fountain. Bela looks appalled and rolls her eyes. He gives her a thumbs-up and they walk into the gathering.

Nathan laughs at him, amused.

Sam and Danielle are walking in arm in arm. She looks at Sam and smiles at him before giggling

Sam: Is this funny to you?

Danielle: You look so adorable in a bow tie. It's so cute and funny.

Sam rolls his eyes and chuckles.

Gert is handing her invitation to the doorman. Her hair is down, and she walks over to Rick, also in a tux, lacing her arm through his.

Gert: This'll get their tongues wagging, eh, my Adonis?

Rick: Just remember, we're on business.

Gert: Ooooh, but sometimes business can be pleasure, hmm?

She slides a hand up his chest seductively)

Rick: Right.

They walk arm-and-arm into the room. Gert runs a hand over Rick's back possessively. He chuckles nervously.

Rick: You know, uh, could you excuse me for a moment?

Gert: Of course.

She makes a sort of coochie-coo expression at Rick

Rick: Great. Thanks. Thanks.

He pats her hand and walks over to Dean, Nathan, Rachel and Rose

Rick: Exactly how long do you expect me to entertain my date?

Rose: As long as it takes.

Rachel: Look, there's security all over this place, all right. This is an uncrashable party without Gert's invitation, so...

Rick: We can crash anything

Rachel: Yeah I know but this is easier and it's a lot more entertaining

Rick: You know there are limits to what I'll do, right?

Nathan: Ah, he's playing hard to get, that's so cute.

Rick glares at him

Rose: Come on. I want all the details in the morning.

Rick gives a fake smile then he turns and walks away.

Nathan: Really glad I didn't get chosen for that.

Rachel: Yeah

She holds up her purse and opens it, pulling out a watch, a pen and a earpiece

Nathan: Whoa. Since when are you Janet Bond?

Rachel: This is just to keep in touch with each other if anything happens, baby.

She slides the watch onto his wrist as Nathan is roaming his eyes over her face, admiring her with a loving look.

She places the earpiece inside his ear. He puts his finger to his ear, flinching slightly

Rachel: Don't do that.

Nathan: You are the perfect woman.

Rachel: I know

She winks at him then walks away; Nathan watches her leave as he adjusts his tie and grabs a glass of champagne.

Nathan: Well, at least we ain't got to worry about doppelgangers.

He raises the glass to his lips taking a swig

Nathan: Ah what the hell? I'd take Katherine to pound town.

Danielle and Sam are on the dance floor. They glance at each other

Sam: I guess we should......uhh...

Danielle: Dance?

Sam nods and smiles nervously. Danielle takes his hand and leads him to dance. She wraps her hands around his shoulders as he places her hands on her waist. She smiles up at him and Sam leans in putting their heads together then kisses her

Danielle: What are we doing?

Sam: Getting into character

Danielle: Rick's right over there

Sam looks over his shoulder and sees Rick and Gert dancing. Rick looks somewhat pained.

Sam: I don't think he's interested in what's going on with us

Danielle: And your brothers?

Sam: I don't see them anywhere.

She raises a eyebrow

Sam: Can we talk about what happened with us?

Danielle: What about it?

Sam: I thought we had this really nice night. I was broken and it made me feel better. If you think we're moving too fast or maybe you didn't like it and....

Danielle: No! No! That night was amazing. I'm glad we had sex. It was the best sex ever

Sam laughs and nods

Sam: Oh? I'm the best you've ever had?

Danielle: Don't get cocky, handsome.

Sam: We're good, right?

Danielle: We're good.

They both laugh

Sam: If we wan to break the rules, let's break the rules.

Danielle: I'm down for breaking the rules.

Nathan dances past them making them look at him confused.

Nathan: Oh yeah. Feel this suit

He slides his hand down his body and slaps himself on the ass

Nathan: And this ass

Sam and Danielle looks at him weirdly

Danielle: Are you sure he's your twin?

Sam: Unfortunately, yeah he is.

Dean, Rose, and Bela are walking through a less crowded room.

Rachel looks and sees Danielle and Sam before whistling, Nathan looks over at her then they both make their way over

Bela: Private security?

Nathan: don't think so. Look at the way they're standing. They're pros. Probably state troopers moonlighting.

Rose: Posted to every door, too.

Dean: Yeah, I don't think we're just going to be able to waltz upstairs.

Bela: What do you suggest?

Nathan: I'm thinking.

Bela: Don't strain yourself.

Rachel chuckles

Bela: Interesting how the legend is so much more than the man.

Nathan glares at her

Nathan: You got any bright ideas, I'm all ears.

Rose: I got one

She groans and falls into Dean's arms towards the floor. Dean, holding her, kneels down beside her.

Dean: Honey? Honey, are you all right?

Dean looks around, calls a waiter over.

Dean: Waiter! Hi. Uh, my wife has a severe shellfish allergy.

Nthan: There's no crab in that? Is there?

Waiter: No, sir.

Nathan: No?

He takes an appetizer from the silver tray and shoves it in his mouth.

Nathan: Oh they're excellent, by the way.

Bela slaps him on the arm

Bela: I'm sorry about my brother

Nathan raises his eyebrow, glaring at Bela who smirks. A guard approaches

Guard: What seems to be the trouble?

Rick: Ah.......champagne! My sister, she's a lightweight when it comes to the sauce.

Dean: Is there somewhere we can lay her down?

The guard looks around then towards upstairs

Guard: Follow me

Dean: Right

He hands Rose's purse to the guard

Dean: Thank you

He groans as he lifts Rose up

Dean: Come on, you lush

Bela: Hope she feels better

She drags a confused Nathan away while Rachel glares at the back of Bela's hand, clenching her hands into fists.

A few moments later, Dean lays Rose down unceremoniously on a red leather couch. Rick, Bela, and Nathan are fake worrying in the corner

Dean: You think she's a pain in the ass now, try living with her.

Rose's eyes snaps open

Dean: Thank you very much.

Rick shows the guard to the door, tipping him before getting the purse back and closes the door behind him as Rose sits up

Rose: And that's how you do it

Dean: Maybe next time you give me a heads up

Rick tosses her black bag to her.

Rose: I didn't want you thinking.

Sam, Danielle, and Nathan sneaks into the room. Bela is clapping her hands

Bela: Very Oscar Wilde.

Dean and Rose gives her an unamused look.

Bela: Room 235. It's in a locked glass case wired for alarm, I'm sure that won't be a problem.

Nathan: (mumbles mockingly) I'm sure that won't be a problem.

Sam and Nathan walks out of the door

Bela: Really?

DOWNSTAIRS

Something almost tango-esque is playing. Gert and Rick are dancing.

Gert: Where's Alex and your friends? They're missing a great party.

Rick: Umm, ah, I'm sure they're entertaining themselves.

Gert: Oooh, naughty. Then I guess we'll just have to entertain ourselves as well.

Her hand slides down Rick's back and gooses his ass. He jumps.

Rick: Whoa, uh ... (GERT giggles) Ha, y-you know, Mrs. Case, I—I'm sorry, Ms. Case ... I don't wanna give you the wrong idea.

Gert: Call me Gert.

Rick: (makes an awkward noise) Okay.

She lays her head on Rick's broad chest)

Gert: You remind me of my late husband... He was shy too ... till we got below deck.

She grabs at Rick's butt)

Rick: Whoa-oa! Unh....

Gert: Mmmm, you're just firm all over, ooh, mmm. (laughs and moans)

Rick looks freaked out by how rapidly this date is escalating beyond his control.

UPSTAIRS

Nathan is upstairs doing high-tech burglary and retrieving the hand of glory.

SECOND ROOM

Bela is moving around in a different room, looking at a ship in a bottle.

OTHER ROOM

Sam and Danielle are kissing on a couch. She lays on top of him, cupping his face and unbuttons his shirt. Sam reaches up and unzips the back of her dress as it slips past her shoulders. There's a knocking at the door

Guard: Sir? Maam? Everything all right?

Danielle: Shit fuck!

Sam: Doggie doo doo!

Danielle: What?

Sam: Nothing.

The guard knocks on the door again. Dean walks down the hallway, the guard turns to face him

Dean: Oh sorry about that. My friends wanted some alone time with each other. Hope you don't mind

Guard nods his head

Guard: Is your wife doing all right?

Dean: Yeah. Yeah, she's doing, uh, she's doing better now.

Guard: If you're done with the rooms.....

Dean: Could we have a few more minutes?

Guard: I don't see why not.

Behind the closed door, Danielle's giggles is heard

Danielle: Stop it! That tickles!

Dean smirks in amusement

Dean: That's my boy.

ELSEWHERE

Bela leaves one of the room and shrugs at Nathan who's leaving the other one. Nathan nods his head

They walk around the corner where the bump into the guard

Nathan: Whoa! Sorr! It's, uh....we uh.....we...

Bela: Nature called and you know us girls

Nathan: I just......had to pee

Bela: Is our sister feeling better?

Guard: Yes and the other one..........she's feeling better, all right.

He grins and turns around, walking away. Nathan looks confused as they head to the other room.

SAM AND DANIELLE'S ROOM

Sam and Danielle are making out by the door. Danielle has her hand on Sam's neck as Sam has one hand on the wall and the other on her waist when suddenly the door opens making them pull away.

Nathan, Dean, Rose, and Bela enters looking at them weirdly

Dean: Whatcha doing?

Sam and Danielle: Talking.

Nathan and Dean exchanges a knowing smug look

Rose: Yeah. Yeah, we can see that.

Dean: What about?

Sam and Danielle: Star Trek

They look at each other in surprise

Bela: Whatever. Any trouble?

Danielle: Nothing we couldn't handle

Sam: The uhh.....the hand?

Nathan pulls it back away from her, then unfolds a handkerchief to wrap it.)

Bela: It might be more inconspicuous in my purse.

Dean and Rose: Nice try.

Bela: Just trying to be helpful.

Nathan: Well, sweetheart, we don't need your kind of help.

He tucks the hand back into his jacket pocket.)

DOWNSTAIRS

Gert is still leaning into Rick's chest, clutching an empty champagne flute. She seems perhaps a bit tipsy.

Rick: Man, this is one long song.

Gert: (Breathes deeply) I hope it never ends. How's the investigation going?

Rick: These things take time.

Gert: People are talking about the Warren brothers' deaths. Strange. Do you think it's connected to Shelia's?

Rick: Yeah. Yeah, we think so.

Gert: I think they had it coming, you know. In a Biblical sort of way.

Rick: What do you mean?

Gert: You know about their father?

Rick: No?

Gert: Come here, I'll whisper it to you.

Gert pulls his head down to her mouth

Rick: Uh-----

Gert: People say that the old man didn't die of natural causes.

Rick: Then how?

She's caressing him, as she whispers and blows into his ear)

Gert: Rumor is the boys did it. Nothing was ever proved, but, uh, people still whisper.

Rick: Okay, okay, okay. (wincing and pulling away) Um, um, so did, did, did Sheila have any connection to them?

Gert: Well, none that I know of.

Rick: Did Sheila have any kind of tragedy in her life?

Gert: Yes. As a matter of fact there was a ... car accident when she was a teenager.

Rick: What happened?

Gert: Her car flipped over. She was okay but her cousin Brian was killed. Why, is that important?

Rick: Uh...

Rachel, Nathan, Rose, Sam, Danielle, and Bela approaches

Rachel: Having a nice time?

Gert: He's delightful!

She lowers her voie and whispers to Danielle

Gert: He wants me

Danielle: Oh!

Rick is wide eyed in shock and shallows a gulp. Nathan and Sam has their heads lowered, bobbing as they silently laugh to themselves. Dean and Rose are smirking.

Bela: I'm going to get Gert into a cold shower

Rick: Good idea.

Bela: See you at the graveyard

She leads Gert away and out the door. Rachel checks her bag and nods

Rose: You smell like sex.

Rachel and Danielle laughs

Rachel: That was the best thing I've ever seen in my life

Nathan: What, even better then me in this dope ass tux? This must be a new thing, you not freaking out with me looking as good as I do

Rachel folds her arms and raises her eyebrows.

Rachel: Oh I am. I'm really into rented clothes. I love how many different asses have been in them

Nathan: I feel sorry for the next person who rents this tux.

Dean: Okay, why?

Sam: I'm confused

Nathan: I'm not wearing any underwear.

He turns back to Rachel and places his hands on her waist

Nathan: I know you're making fun of me but that sexy voice is getting me going

Rachel laughs and holds up the lapels of his tux

Rachel: This sexy voice?

Nathan laughs and smiles at her

Nathan: You're awesome

Rachel: Damn straight

Nathan kisses her and they chuckle.

OUTSIDE

In the parking, the hunters are standing outside the Impala and Mustang

Dean: You got it, right?

Rick: Tell me I didn't get groped all night by Mrs. Havisham for nothing.

Rose: Mrs. Who?

Rick: Never mind. Just let me see it.

Nathan pulls something out of his pocket and starts unwrapping it, looking uptight. He holds up the ship in the bottle.

Danielle clenches her jaw in anger.

Danielle: I'm gonna kill her.

Nathan: Not if I get to her first.

BELA'S CAR

A purse is tossed onto the seat. Bela shuts the door, and looks in the purse at several packets of bills with $10,000 wrappers on them. She pulls one out and flips through it with a satisfied expression on her face, then stares out into space for a moment. In the direction of the ocean. A look of consternation passes over her features.

Bela: Oh, no.

A creaking sound is heard. She gets out of her car to look more closely at the ghost ship, which she now sees approaching with thunder and lightning.

HOUSE-NIGHT

Rose is examining the ship-in-a-bottle by the light of one of the candles.

Nathan: You know what? I'm not gonna kill her. I think slow torture is the way to go.

Danielle: No, I'm killing her really fast. She won't feel a damn thing

Rick: Dude, she made me get groped by Gert all night. I want a turn in either killing or torturing her

Sam: Dani, you got to relax

Nathan: My name's not Dani.

Sam raises his eyebrow giving him a bitchface.

Danielle: Relax! Oh yeah, yeah, I'll relax. I can't believe she got another one over on us!

Sam: You!

He glares at her as she folds her arms

Danielle: What?

Sam: I...I mean, she got ... one over ... on you, ... not us.

Danielle suddenly lunges at Sam but Dean catches her and lifts her up off the floor and holds her back

Dean: Whoa! Dani!

He places her on the floor

Dean: Take a chill pill and calm down.

Danielle: I'm cool. I'm cool

They hear rapid knocking at the door.

Bela: Hello? Could you open up?

Rachel opens the door

Bela:  Just let me explain.

Sam, Danielle, Rachel, Rose, Dean, and Nathan all looks really pissed off and angry

HOUSE-LATER

Bela is sitting. Rick is leaning over giving her a "I knew it" look. Danielle and Sam are leaning against the mantel

Bela I sold it. I had a buyer lined up as soon as I knew it existed.

Nathan, furious, walks around her and makes a shooting motion with his fingers.

Rose: So the whole reason for us going to the charity ball was...?

Bela: I needed a cover. You were convenient.

Rachel: Look, you sold it to a buyer. Just go buy it back.

Bela: It's halfway across the ocean. I can't get it back in time.

Dean: In time for what?

Bela looks down, without answering right away.

Rick: What's going on with you, Bela? You look like you've seen a ghost.

Bela: I saw the ship.

Rose and Dean: You what?

Nathan: Wow, you know, I – I knew you were an immoral thieving con artist bitch, but just when I thought my opinion of you couldn't get any lower—

Bela: What are you talking about?

Sam: We figured out the spirit's motive.

He shows Bela a photograph

Sam: This is the captain of our ship. The one who hung our ghost boy.

Bela: So?

Rose: So they were brothers. Very Cain and Abel. So now our spirit, he's going after a very specific kind of target – people who've spilled their own family's blood.

Bela looks stunned.

Rachel: See first there was Sheila who killed her cousin in the car accident, and the Warren brothers, who murdered their father for the inheritance. And now you.

Bela: Oh my God.

Danielle: So who was it, Bela? Hmm? Who'd you kill? Was it Daddy? Your little sis, maybe?

Bela: It's none of your business.

Nathan: No? Right. Well, have a nice life – you know, whatever's left of it.

Nathan: slaps her on the back.

Nathan: Guys, let's go.

He walks towards the door, picking up his jacket. BELA stands up.

Bela: You can't just leave me here.

Rick: Watch us.

Bela: Please. I need your help.

Dean: Our help? Now how could a couple of serial killers possibly help you?

Bela: Okay, that was a bit harsh, I admit it, but it doesn't warrant a death sentence.

Sam: That's not why you're gonna die. What'd you do, Bela?

Bela: You wouldn't understand. No one did. Never mind. I'll just do what I've always done, I'll deal with it myself.

She turns to leave.

Rose: You do realize you just sold the one thing that could save your life.

Bela: I'm aware.

Rick: Well ... (sighs) maybe not the only thing.

Danielle looks at him; the two exchanging a look

GRAVEYARD-NIGHT

Sam and Danielle are setting up a kind of ritual circle: five candles, a pentagram, a bowl into which he pours a jar of red liquid. Another jar is on the opposite side of the circle, with what appear to be herbs in it. Danielle places something else into the center of the circle.

Bela: Do you really think this is going to work?

Nathan is leaning on a tombstone, with a gun across his shoulder. Dean has his arm around Rose's shoulder, rubbing his hand up and down her arm

Nathan: Almost definitely not.

Thunder crashes; wind whistles; rain starts pouring. Sam zips up his jacket

Rachel, Rick, and Nathan stands up, looking around.

Rick: You better start reading.

Sam: Aziel, Castiel, Lamisniel, Rabam.

Danielle: Ehrley, et balam, ego vos conuro, per deum verum, per deum vivum (pause) cuivos cuiaves eos supermontes et per eum, qui adam, et avum formovit. Et per eum,

Rachel: Stay close!

Rose: Behind you!

The phantom approaches and throws Rachel and Nathan through the air. They hits an object with a painful thud.

Sam and Danielle looks up and continues reading Latin. The phantom reaches out to Bela and places his hand on her face.

Belal begins coughing up water. The spirit watches. She falls to her knees. Rick staggers over to her, to help support her through her heaves.

Dean: Read faster!

Bela continues to cough. Suddenly the rain dies down. Bela is coughing but it doesn't seem so bad. A creaking sound is heard. The spirit's head slowly turns toward the source of the noise. He sees his brother.

SAILOR'S GHOST: You... hanged me!

SAILOR'S BROTHER: I'm sorry.

SAILOR'S GHOST: Your own brother.

SAILOR'S BROTHER: I'm so sorry!

The GHOST charges his BROTHER'S GHOST, and the two dissolve into screams, and a splash of water. Bela is no longer coughing water.

DAYTIME

Sam, Danielle, Rose, Rick, Rachel, and Nathan are packing, getting ready to leave

The door opens and Bela walks in

Bela: You should really learn to lock your doors . Anyone could just barge in

Rick: Anyone just did. Did you come to say goodbye or thank you?

Bela: I've come to settle affairs. Giving the spirit what he really wanted, his own brother – very clever, Ric. So here.

She tosses each of them a packet of money

Bela: It's ten thousand – that should cover it.

The hunters look at the packets of money and then at Bela

Bela: I don't like being in anyone's debt.

Danielle: So ponying up ten grand is easier for you than a simple thank you?

She smiles faintly. Sam shakes his head

Danielle: You're so damaged.

Bela: Takes one to know one. Goodbye lads.

She turns around leaves

Rick: She got style. You gotta give her that.

Rachel: I suppose.

Sam sighs, looking at his money

Sam: You know, we don't know where this money's been

Nathan: No but I know where it's going.

He laughs as Rachel gives him a look and sighs.

ROAD-NIGHT

The Bike is behind the Impala and Mustang with Sam and Danielle  followed by Rick, Dean, and Rose in the Mustang.

Inside the Impala, Rachel is looking at a map. Nathan is driving

Rachel: Seriously? Atlantic City?

Nathan: Hell yeah! Play some roulette. Always bet on black.

Rachel shakes her head in disbelief.

Nathan:  I've been doing some thinking. Um ... I want you to know I understand why Sammy did it. I understand why he went after the crossroads demon.

Rachel sighs

Nathan: You know, situation was reversed, I guess I'd've done the same thing.

Nathan: I mean I'm not blind, I see what my brothers are going through with this whole deal, me going away and all that. I see what you're going through but you're gonna be okay.

Rachel: You think so?

Nathan: Yeah, you'll gonna keep hunting. Live your life. You're stronger then me. It's one of the reasons I've been in love with you for as long as I have. I want you to know, I'm sorry.

Rachel stares at him for a moment

Rachel: You know what, Nat? Go fuck yourself!

Nathan looks at her shocked

Nathan: What?

Rachel: I don't want a damn apology from you! By the way, I'm a big girl. I can take care of myself

Nathan: Well excuse me.....

Rachel: Baby, quit worrying about me. That's the whole problem in the first place. I don't want you to worry about me, Nat. I want you to give a shit that you're dying! You're dying and leaving me!

Nathan smirks annoying, she glares at him

Rachel: So that's it? Nothing else to say, you little fucker? Just that stupid "I'm okay" smirk. That we all know is bullshit.

Nathan looks back to the road.

Nathan: I think I'll play craps

Rachel glares at him in anger, she shakes her head and puts her earphones on and turns up the volume.

Nathan's smile falls as she looks away. He's fiddling with something in his jacket pocket as he's drives on with a worried sigh.