St. Louis, Missouri. We open with a hooker in a cash transaction with her trick, while someone watches them from afar. The john leaves, and the watcher approaches her.
Turns out the watcher (Guest Star Christian Campbell – not to be confused with Sam and Dean’s d-bag cousin Christian Campbell who was ganked by Dean), is a cop, and it’s a bust. The cop handcuffs the girl… then grabs her throat.
Suddenly, he jerks awake, still remembering the pieces of his nightmare where he has envisions of himself literally tearing into the hooker’s throat with his bare hands.
In the dark bedroom, he looks around for his dog who whines in sympathy with its Master’s pains and climbs onto the bed with him.
The next morning, the cop gets up as usual and goes about preparing his coffee. As he about to chuck the coffee grounds into the trash, he finds he discarded something the night before.
He picks the mystery item, to find it’s his shirt… full of blood.
Portia the Familiar
The Impala parks in front of the Sleepy Lodge Motel with the brothers engaged in yet another random debate.
This time about which one of the The Stooges is the best. Sam says Shemp, Dean says Curly. Since I’m not familiar with The Stooges, I’ll pass. Though it could be the unnecessary poll of the week.
It seems that a James, who’s a cop, texted them with an SOS. Apparently, he saved their lives once a while back and has called in the favour. Dean’s a bit unsure about the whole thing. After all it’s not like the guy… “saved our lives?” Sam retorts, effectively shutting up Dean for the moment.
And a moment it is, because the next moment, Dean is once again going on about how he should have been the one to “kill the hound and bathe in its blood” and all is not lost and there’s still time and they can still call another Devil dog and Dean will complete the tasks and blah blah blah… until Snaps at him to stop worrying and let it be.
Dean goes out on a beer run, leaving Sam alone in the motel room.
A few moments later, Sam hears a scratching sound on the door. It’s the Cop’s dog, who unceremoniously pushes past him and makes her home on Dean’s bed.
Just then Sam spies Dean’s car in the driveway, and goes to pacify Dean with “It’s not my fault. She just showed up at the door, didn’t drag in any mud… just wanted a belly scratch. I figured she’d stay the night and we try to find her home tomorrow?”
As turns it out, Dean doesn’t need any pacifying, because sitting on his bed is not a dog… it’s a very hot chick.
The woman in question, Portia, is NOT a Shapeshifter. She is James’ Familiar, meaning a Witch’s companion. Which, in turn, means that James is a friggin’ witch.
Portia explains that he wasn’t a witch when they first met him. But the case they collaborated on piqued his interest in Dark Arts and Witchcraft, until he became obsessed and converted. Which essentially means that James the Cop became James the Witch because of them. And Dean is not happy about it.
She also explains that James is a still a cop – a homicide detective to be precise – and he has been his new powers to solve crimes.
And as far as the reason they are here is concerned, it’s because James’ is suffering from something, which for all intents and purposes looks like he is having a major breakdown – headaches, phantom noises, nightmares… and Portia wants the brothers to help him.
When Dean denies saying that he doesn’t like witches, she calls him an ignorant bigot, yellin at him to get his head outta his ass for once. And since it’s pretty hot, Dean’s in.
Meanwhile, James is drowning his troubles in whiskey at The Leaky Cauldron. (Sorry, too much Harry Potter fan fiction.)
He meets up with another witch, Spencer, most probably his mentor and confides in him about the nightmares and that Portia left without saying anything. He’s worried that he is pushing her away.
Spencer suggests that he see a therapist, because it seems he is having a mental breakdown. He thinks it’s the stress of the job and what he really needs is a a well deserved holiday. He has no comments on the Portia front.
Back at the Motel, Portia explains that the Witch and the familiar have a Telepathic connection, but James has started to block her out. All she knows is that his nightmares are dark and bloody.
She confesses that she was the one who sent the SOS, because James can’t go to the cops and he doesn’t trust other witches. “You are all he has,” she says.
Cut to… a blind man is walking in the park when he realizes that he is not alone. Suddenly, James pops out of the shadows and grabs his throat.
Another nightmare… another murder. Uh oh.