𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙞𝙨 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙡𝙖𝙘𝙠𝙩𝙤𝙥, 𝙎𝙖𝙢 𝙣𝙖𝙫𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 a GPS device which speaks directions. Scarlett is on her phone calling her mom and dad.

"Continue on O-R Two-Two-Four West." GPS says.

"There are only two towns in the US named Rivergrove." Sam says.

"How come you're so sure it's the one in Oregon?" Dean asks.

Sam has a flashback to the vision — the Oregon poster on the wall.

"There was a picture. Crater Lake." Sam says.

"Okay, what else?" Dean asks.

"I saw a dark room, some people, and a guy tied to a chair." Sam says.

"And I ventilated him?" Dean asks.

"Yeah. You thought there was something inside him." Sam says.

"What, a demon? Was he possessed?" Dean asks.

Scarlett receives a message from Will, she opens it, it's a picture of him, Viola and Alexzander. They miss you come back soon. She laughs. Sends them she'll be back soon.

"I don't know." Sam says.

"Well, all your weirdo visions are always tied to the Yellow-Eyed Demon somehow . . . so was there any black smoke? Did we try to exorcise it?" Dean asks.

"No. Nothing, you just plugged him, that's it." Sam says.

"Well, I'm sure I had a good reason." Dean says.

"I sure hope so." Sam says.

"What does that mean?" Dean says. "I mean, I'm not gonna waste an innocent man." Dean says. Sam raises his eyebrows "I wouldn't."

"I never said you would!" Sam says.

"Fine!" Dean says.

"Fine! Look, we don't know what it is. But whatever it is, that guy in the chair's a part of it. So let's find him, and see what's what." Sam says.

"Fine." Dean says. "Fine." Sam says, Scarlett try's not to laugh.

          𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙒𝙞𝙣𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙤𝙬𝙣
𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩 a large billboard advertising Crater Lake. They pull up in front of a wooden shop, out front the older man from the vision Mark is cleaning a rifle, he wears a short-sleeved blue shirt with a multi-pocket brown vest. The three get out and approach him.

"Morning." Dean greets.

"Good morning. Can I help you?" Mark asks.

"Yeah." Dean pulls out a badge "Uh, Billy Gibbons, Frank Beard. U.S. Marshals."

"What's this about?" Mark asks.

"We're looking for someone." Dean says.

"A young man, early twenties." Sam says.
"He'd have a, a thin scar right below his hairline."

"What'd he do?" Mark asks.

"Well, nothing. We're actually looking for someone else, but we think this young man could help us." Scarlett speaks up.

"Yeah, he's not in any kind of trouble or anything, well, not yet." Dean glances down at Mark's left arm, which shows a distinctive tattoo. "I think maybe you know who he is . . . Master Sergeant."  Dean smiles. "My dad was in the Corps, he was a Corporal."

"What company?" Mark asks.

"Echo-2-1." Dean says.

"So can you help us?" Sam asks.

Mark hesitates "Duane Tanner's got a scar like that. But I know him. Good kid, keeps his nose clean."

"Oh, I'm sure he does. Um. You know where he lives?" Dean says.

"With his family, up Aspen Way." Mark says.

"Thank you." Dean says. They leave; Mark frowns as he watches them go. Across the street, Sam bumps into a telephone pole and glances at it in passing. He stops, carved into the wood is a single word. Croatoan. They approach the pole and Sam points at the word with a significant look.

"Hey." Sam says.

"Croatoan?" Scarlet asks.

"Yeah." Sam says.

Dean looks at him blankly.

"Roanoke? Lost colony? Ring a bell? Dean, did you pay any attention in history class?" Sam questions.

"Yeah! Shots heard 'round the world, How bills becomes laws . . ." Dean says.

"That's not school, that's Schoolhouse Rock." Scarlett says trying not to laugh.

"Whatever." Dena rolls his eyes.

"Roanoke was one of the first English colonies in America, late 1500s?" Sam says.

"Oh yeah, yeah, I do remember that. The only thing they left behind was a single word carved in a tree. Croatoan."  Dean says.

"Yeah. And I mean, there were theories — Indian raid, disease, but nobody knows what really happened. They were all just gone. I mean, wiped out overnight. Like the Aztecs, except we know it was the Spaniards fault." Scarlett says.

"You don't think that's what's going on here, I mean . . ." Dean says.

"Whatever I saw in my head, it sure wasn't good. But what do you think could do that?" Sam says.

"Well, I mean, like I said, all of your weirdo visions are always tied to the Yellow-Eyed Demon somehow, so . . ." Dean says.

"We should get help. Bobby, uh, Ellen maybe?" Sam ask.

"I can call in my mom and Will. My dad stays home." Scarlett offers.

"Yeah, that's a good idea." Dean pulls out his cell phone, then frowns at it. "I don't have a signal."

Sam does the same, shakes his head. Scarlett checks her phone no signal. "I don't either." Sam and Scarlett say.

They walk to a pay phone, which Dean picks up, we hear the "out of service" beeping, and Dean clicks the receiver several times.

"Line's dead." Dean hangs up. "I'll tell you one thing. If I was gonna massacre a town, that'd be my first step."

"I need paper and pen! I can contact them." She smiles. They head to car and she sends a message to Will and her mom.

"It's good to have you around, Doll." Dean teases. She shakes her head and rolls eyes.

   𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙄𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙖 𝙞𝙨 𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚 𝙖 𝙘𝙖𝙗𝙞𝙣--𝙡𝙞𝙠𝙚 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙨𝙚
𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 middle of nowhere, it's the Tanner house and Sam and Dean approach the front. By the door is a small, tacky plaque that reads "BORN TO FISH, FORCED TO WORK". Sam knocks on the door, and a teenaged boy with dark spiked hair, Jake opens it.

"Yeah?" He asks.

Dean flashing the badge. "We're looking for Duane Tanner, he lives here, right?"

"Yeah, he's my brother." Jake says.

"Can we talk to him?" Dean asks.

"Oh, he's not here right now." Jake says.

"Do you know where he is?" Scarlett asks.

"Yeah, he went on a fishing trip up by Roslyn Lake." Jake says.

"Your parents home?" Sam asks.

"Yeah, they're inside." He says.

Jake's dad asks  "Jake? Who is it?"

"Hi, U.S. Marshals, sir, we're looking for your son Duane." Dean tells Mr.Tanner

"Wh-why? He's not in trouble, is he?" Mr.Tanner asks.

"No, no, no, no. We just need to ask him a couple of routine questions, that's all." Dean says.

"When's he due back from his trip?" Sam asks.

"I'm not sure." Mr.Tanner says.

"Well, maybe your wife knows." Scarlett says.

"No, I don't know, she's not here right now." Me.Tanner says.

"Your son said she was." Dean says.

"Did I?" Jake asks.

"She's getting groceries. So, when Duane gets back, there's a number where he can get a hold of you?" Mr. Tanner says.

"Oh no, we'll just check in with you later." Dean says. They turn and walk down the steps as the Tanners shut the door behind them.

"That was kind of creepy, right? A little too Stepford?" Dean asks.

"Big time." Sam says. They begin to look around, looking through a window.

         𝘽𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙏𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙖𝙫𝙚𝙙 𝙗𝙮 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙧𝙚𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙨, 𝙅𝙖𝙠𝙚 gets away from the residence. Mr.Tanner is shot three times by Dean.

         𝘽𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙩 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙄𝙢𝙥𝙖𝙡𝙖 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩 as they pull up in front of the clinic Scarlett helps her out and leads her to the door. Dean opens the trunk and looks around furtively.

Scarlett and Sam lead Beverly inside, the clinic is quiet, dim, and empty.

"Hello? Hello? We need a doctor here!" Scarlett says. The young woman from the vision Pam rushes out, concerned.

"Mrs. Tanner, what happened?" Pam asks.

"She's been attacked." Sam says.

"Doctor Lee?" Pam calls.

Dr.Lee rushing in "Bring her in."

"Okay." Sam says.

Dr.Lee leads Sam, Scarlett and Beverly into a back room, and Pam follows. Dean enters, carrying the canvas-covered  body of Mr.Tanner hoisted over his shoulders.

"Is that —" Dr.Lee asks.

"Mr. Tanner?" Dean states.

"Was he attacked too?" She asks.

"Uh . . . no, actually, he did the attacking and then he got himself shot." He says.

"Shot?" She asks.

"Yeah." He says.

"And who are you?" She asks.

"U.S. Marshal. I'd show you my badge, but uh . . ." He says.

"Oh. Sorry. Bring him back here." She says.

         𝘽𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙚𝙙 𝙤𝙣 𝙖 𝙨𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙝𝙚𝙧 𝙨𝙝𝙞𝙧𝙩 𝙤𝙛𝙛, 𝘿𝙧.𝙇𝙚𝙚 sits across from her, treating the wound on her left shoulder, she asks questions about the attack. In the lab.

Scarlett, Sam and Dean are listening to this, and they share a look at her last words.

"We gotta talk." Dean says, they exit the lab
"Those guys were whacked out of their gourds."

"What do you think? Multiple demons, mass possession?" Sam asks.!

"If it is a possession there could be more. I mean, God knows how many, it could be like a friggin' Shriner convention."

"Great." Sam says.

Scarlett feels something in her pocket. She reaches into it. It's a note that reads We're on our way, Damon is coming, don't get killed. Set them on fire if you have to. -Will

"My Mom, Will, and Damon are on their way." Scarlett says.

"Good, we need people. Of course, that's one way to wipe out a town, you take it from the inside." Dena says.

"I don't know, man. We didn't see any of the demon smoke with Mr. Tanner, or any of the other usual signs." Sam says.

"Well, whatever. Something turned him into a monster. And you know if you woulda taken out the other one there'd be one less to worry about." Dean says.

"I'm sorry, all right? I hesitated, Dean, it was a kid!" Sam says.

"No, it was an "it". Not the best time for a bleeding heart, Sam." Dean says. Scarlett just stares at him.

Dr.Lee stalks out of the lab, her heels clicking loudly on the floor.

"How's the patient?" Sam asks.

"Terrible! What the hell happened out there?" She asks.

"We don't know." Dean says.

"Yeah? Well, you just killed my next door neighbor." She says.

"I'm We didn't have a choice." Dean says.

"Maybe so, but we need the county Sheriff. I need the coroner. . ." She says.

"Phones are down." Scarlett says.

"I know, I tried. Tell me you have a police radio in the car?" Dr.Lee hopes.

"Yeah we do. But it crapped out just like everything else." Sam says.

"I don't understand what is happening." She says.

"How far is it to the next town?" Dean asks.

"It's about forty miles down to Sidewinder." She says.

"All right, I'm gonna go down there, see if I can find some help." Dean clapping SAM on the shoulder. "My partner'll stick around, keep you guys safe. My other one will go with me." He places his hand on Scarlett who sends heat towards his hand almost burning it, he removes it quickly.

"Safe from what?" Dr.Lee asks.

"We'll get back to you on that." Dean says.

     𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙪𝙥 𝙗𝙚𝙝𝙞𝙣𝙙 𝙖 𝙬𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙 𝙘𝙖𝙧 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 Oregon plates that read "WTF 4C7" he stops to investigate, carrying a gun. The windows on the car are smashed and blood covers the seats; on the ground by the driver's side is a large bloody knife. He picks it up.

       𝘼𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙘, 𝙎𝙖𝙢 𝙞𝙨 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙖𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣𝙨𝙩 𝙖 𝙘𝙤𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙧, 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 at the body of Mr.Tanner. He begins pacing, De.Lee is nearby, looking at something in a microscope.

"Huh." She says.

"What?" He asks.

"His lymphocyte percentage is pretty high. His body was fighting off a viral infection." She says.

"Really? What kind of virus?" Sam asks.

"Can't say for sure." She says.

"Do you think an infection could have made him act like that?" He asks.

"None that I've ever heard of. I mean, some can cause dementia, but not that kind of violence. And besides, I've never heard of one that did this to the blood." She says.

"Did what?" He asks.

"There's this . . . weird residue. If I didn't know better I'd say it was sulfur." She says.

"Sulfur." He says.

     𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙧𝙤𝙖𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙖 𝙗𝙧𝙞𝙙𝙜𝙚, 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙞𝙨 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙘𝙠𝙚𝙙  by a roadblock consisting of several cars and a half-dozen locals with guns.

"Dean." Scarlett warns.

There's Jake. Dean stops the car, frowning. Something bangs down on the roof of the car and he jumps; a man leans over into frame.

"Oh-ho-ho. Hey." Dena says.

"Sorry. Road's closed." The man says.

"Yeah, I can see that. What's up?" Scarlett asks.

"Quarantine." He says.

"Quarantine? What is it?" Dean asks.

"Don't know. Something going around out there." He says.

"Uh-huh. Who told you that?" Dean asks.

"County Sheriff." He says.

"Is he here?" Scarlett asks.

"No. He called. Say, why don't you two get out of the car and we'll talk a little?" His eyes remain on Scarlett.

Dean laughs nervously. "Well, you are a handsome devil, but I don't swing that way, sorry. My girl here, not interested."

"I'd sure appreciate it if you got out of the car, just for a quick minute." He says.

"Yeah, I'll bet you would." Dean says. Scarlett places a spell on Baby.

Dean puts the car into a quick reverse; the Man grabs his collar and is dragged along. The men at the roadblock begin firing, and Dean swings the car around,

"Move." Scarlett tells Dean who moves closer to the steering whelk and she throw the guy off with her magic.

    𝘼𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝘾𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙘, 𝙎𝙖𝙢 𝙞𝙨 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮 𝙖𝙩 𝘽𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙮, 𝙨𝙩𝙞𝙡𝙡  huddled on the stool in the lab.

"I don't understand. Are you saying my husband and Jake had a disease?" Beverly asks.

"That's what we're trying to find out. Now, during the attack, do you remember . . . did you have any direct contact with their blood?" Dr.Lee asks.

"Oh my God. You don't think I've got this virus, do you?" Beverly asks.

"Beverly, I don't know what to think. But with your permission, we'll take a blood sample." Doc says.

Beverly nods and lays her hand gently on Dr.Lee. Suddenly she grabs Docs wrist and yells in rage, lashing out with her other hand. Sam advances on her and she tosses him against a glass cabinet, which shatters. She picks up a scalpel as he takes a fire extinguisher from the wall; she advances on him, still yelling. He knocks her out.

𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙣 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙎𝙘𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙚𝙩𝙩 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙙𝙧𝙞𝙫𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙞𝙣𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙤𝙬𝙣. 𝙈𝙖𝙧𝙠 steps into his path brandishing a rifle, and he stops the car.

"Hands where I can see 'em!" He instructs.

"Son of a-" Dean says.

"Get out of the car! Out of the car!" Dean says.

Dean and Scarlett open their doors and getting out slowly.

"All right, easy there, big guy." Dean says. As he stands, Dean pulls out a handgun and points it at Mark.

"All right, put it down!" Dean says.

"Lower it now!" Mark says.

"Put it down!" Dean says.

"Are you two one of 'em?" Mark asks.

"No! Are you?" Dean states.

"No." Scarlett says.

"No!" Mark says.

"You could be lying!" Dean says.

"So could you!" Mark says.

"All right! All right. We could do this all day, all right? Let's just uh, let's take it easy before we kill each other." Dean says.

Mark relaxes slightly "What's going on with everybody?"

"I don't know." Dean says.

"My neighbor . . . Mr. Rogers, he—" Mark says.

"Your neighbor is called Mr.Rogers?" Scarlett asks remember the tv show.

"Not anymore." Mark says. Dean shakes his head. "He came at me with a hatchet. I put him down. He's not the only one, I mean, it's happening to everyone."

"I'm heading over to the Doc's place, there's still some people left." Dean says.

"No, no way. I'm getting the hell out." Mark says.

"There's no way out, they got the bridge covered, now come on." Scarlett says.

"I don't believe you." Mark says.

"Fine, stay here, be my guest." Dean says.

Mark hesitates, then changes his mind. He pulls out a handgun and keeps it pointed towards Dean as he gets into the passenger's side; Dean still has his gun up as well.

"Well, this ought to be a relaxing drive." Dean mutters.

"Well I can just kill both of you, thank you for not considering me a threat." Scarlett says sarcastically. Mark laughs.

"I wouldn't-" Dean gets cut off by Mark saying
"You're warm and look bubbly, girl you don't look dangerous."

Scarlett looks out the window sees a car and flips it.

"And she did it." Dean says.

"She flipped the car?" Mark asks out of his mind. Dean nods his head and Scarlett's beyond annoyed.

𝘼𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙘𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙞𝙘, 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙮 𝙝𝙚𝙖𝙧 𝘽𝙖𝙗𝙮 𝙥𝙪𝙡𝙡 𝙪𝙥 𝙤𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙞𝙙𝙚. "𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 they are." Sam says.

"Sammy? Open up!" Dean says.

Sam opens the door to let in The three in, still armed, Scarlett playing with a knife she found.

"Did you guys, uh, get to a phone?" Sam asks.

"Road blocks." Dean says to Mark "I'm gonna have a word. Doc's inside."

"What's going on out there, Dean, Scarlett?" Sam asks.

"Man, I don't know, I feel like Chuck Heston in the Omega Man, I mean, Sarge is the only sane person I could find. What are we dealing with, do you know?" Dean says.

Scarlett get a note in her pocket, she pulls it out and read it. "They can't get in, Will and Damon want to barrage in and kill them." Scarlett says.

"Not a bad idea." Dean smugs.

"Yeah. Doc thinks it's a virus." Sam says.

"Okay, great. What do you think?" Dean asks.

"I think she's right." Sam says.

"Really?" Dean asks.

"Yeah. And I think the infected are trying to infect others with blood-to-blood contact. Oh, but it gets better. The uh, the virus? Leaves traces of sulfur in the blood." Sam explains.

"A demonic virus?" Dean asks.

"Yeah, more like demonic germ warfare. At least it explains why I've been having visions." Sam says.

"It's like a Biblical plague." Scarlett says.

"Yeah. You don't know how right you are, Scar. I've been poring through Dad's journal, found something about the Roanoke colony." Sam says.

"And?" Dean asks.

"Dad always had a theory about Croatoan. He thought it was a demon's name. Sometimes known as Deva or sometimes Resheph. A demon of plague and pestilence." Sam says.

"Well, that, that's terrific. Why here, why now?" Dean asks.

"I have no idea. But Dean, who knows how far this thing can spread? We gotta get out of here, we gotta warn people." Sam says.

"They've got one! In here!" Mark says.

"What do you mean?" Dean asks.

"The wife. She's infected." Sam says.

"We've gotta take care of this. We can't just leave her in there. My neighbors, they were strong. The longer we wait, the stronger she'll get." Mark says.

Dean barely hesitates before pulling out his gun and stalking into the lab. Scarlett looks at him, realizing his fast instincts.

"𝙔𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝘽𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙮 𝙏𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙚𝙧?" 𝙋𝙖𝙢 𝙖𝙨𝙠𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 lab.

"Doctor, could there be any treatment? Some kind of cure for this?" Sam asks.

"Can you cure it?" Dean asks.

"For God's sake, I don't even know what "it" is!" Doc says.

"I told you, it's just a matter of time before she breaks through." Mark says.

"Just leave her in there, you can't shoot her like an animal!" Pam says.

"Sam." Dean says.

"I can do a spell to hold her." Scarlett says.

"We can't risk it." Dean says.

They go to the door