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Wilford ’MOTHERLOVING’ Warfstache: The Magician
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1:29 pm
John watches over Bobby’s shoulder.
Bobby won’t let him in the room.
But when John sees what happens with the knife, he retreats to the kitchen.
Dean’s dumbfounded.
“It’s like that with shifters sometimes,” Bobby says. “I read that they can take over someone’s form and memories and forgets they are a shifter at all.”
“Wait, I know!” says Dean, suddenly remembering. “That spell!”
“What spell?” says Bobby.
“The one you – well, not you, it turns out. The one who looked like you put a spell on Sam. To make him see me clearly. To know who I was. At least that’s what he said it did. But I think…I think he thought it was his Sam, you know what I mean? And he was…putting a protection spell or something on him. He made him forget he was a shifter!”
“So if we just…remove the protection then the silver immunity or whatever will...go away?”
Dean shrugs. “Worth a shot.”
Both Sams agree.
They both think – they both know they are the real Sam. Neither are concerned.
Bobby leaves and comes back with two cold washcloths.
They wipe their foreheads and lift their shirts to wipe their stomachs.
Both flinch at the coldness.
Bobby and Dean step back. At first, nothing happens.
The Sams look at each other and shrug.
Suddenly one of the Sams lets out a moan of pain. His face grows red. He shakes.
“Dean! Dean, I don’t like this. Dean, this hurts. Ow, oh god, Dean, please!” He pulls against his restraints and falls over.
Dean can’t stand to watch. Although it is a shifter, he looks and sounds like Sam. And even through the realization of who he is, demands he’s still Sam.
“I am Sam! I’m the real Sam, Dean, please…please save me, please stop this why won’t you believe me?”
But Dean walks past him, and unties the real Sam, pulling him into his arms and away from the wailing shifter.
Bobby finishes him off with the silver knife once both boys leave the room.
The door is still wide open, shattered and broken on its hinges. Debris is everywhere.
Sam grips Dean tightly and Dean pulls him even closer.
Bobby thumps Sam on the back, grateful to have him back.
Sam’s hyperventilating.
John is nowhere to be seen.
Did you just try to shut my mouth using a Harry Potter spell?