As he turns, though, two things happen really fast: he reaches into his pocket for a stealth gun and Dean sees the black goo oozing out of his ear. Dean reacts instinctively, grabbing the gun hand and shoving it up toward the locker. The gun goes off and Samuel shoves Dean back into Sam and takes off. The boys recover their balance and head after him. They round the corner, see Bobby and Rufus—who’d run out when they heard the shot—and Dean simply yells, “Samuel!” before he and Sam take off again.
Rufus says he needs his gun and Bobby’s all, “Ya think?”
They break into the locker and grab the bag of weapons.
Rufus (to Bobby): Don’t feel bad. It was a good plan—except for the part where a monster would definitely not give up all of his weapons.
Bobby: Shut up.
Sam and Dean burst in and grab their guns. They say they have to stick together, keep track of this thing and who it’s in. They start to search through the dark cannery, guns out, flashlights up, Dean in the lead. Suddenly, Sam grabs Dean and throws him back. Dean, Bobby, and Rufus are all wth and point their weapons at Sam who replies with his standard, ”Hey! Hey! Hey!”
He points to a trip wire that he’d seen just before Dean walked into it. In a rather comedic moment, all four hunters follow the wire with their lights, all with mouths open, all crouching and bending low as they look up, following the wire to a booby trap. Hee. They step over the wire and continue on—this time with Sam in the lead—until they reach one area where the light start to flicker.
Out of nowhere a door slides between them, cutting Sam off from the group.
Dean (voice gruff and edgy): Son of a bitch! SAM!
Sam: Dean! I’m going around, okay?
Dean: Watch yourself!
But…of course Sam runs into Samuel. Which was the point of that little trick: divide and conquer. Sam trains his gun on Samuel—who looks…off. His eyes are red-rimmed and he seems almost shaky.
Samuel: You’re not gonna shoot me—you got your soul back. You gonna shoot your own family?
Sam: Wouldn’t go with the family thing. Try again.
Sam’s gun is up, his face is set, but his eyes break my heart a little. He looks genuinely scared.
Samuel (advancing): Mary’s still my daughter.
Sam: I said don’t move.
Samuel (advancing more): You’re still named after me.
Sam: I said don’t move!
Samuel: This appears to be our moment, Sam. You still want to know about your summer vacation? I’ll tell you. You’re dying to know, huh?
Sam: Yeah. I am.
I was completely undecided at this point if I wanted Samuel to tell him anything—a wall-related seizure at this juncture would be Very Bad, but at the same time…part of me still wants Sam to know (despite Dean’s speech at the end).
Samuel (advancing again): Let’s just put these down and talk.
Samuel (moving ever forward): It’s alright….
BAM! Bullet. In. The. Head.
Holy crap—I was literally stunned. Samuel was down. Dead and down.
Neither of them acted out of character as far as I could tell—I mean, Samuel had always been a bit mercurial in the ‘care’ department. He did save Dean and he did get all squishy over the baby shifter and he did act out of apparent (or at least spoken) care for getting his daughter back (or at least seeing her again) and he did look horrified in the flashbacks of Sam killing the spider victims and he did get all drunkenly sentimental about family while sitting on Roy’s couch with Sam.
But on the other hand he’d spent most of his time with Dean insulting him, he never stopped Sam from doing what he did, his hunter methods were more than questionable, he worked with a demon to the detriment of his own family, and the nail in the coffin—he tried to kill them both.
Sam never looked less than ‘our’ Sam to me—and he warned him to stop multiple times. There was never an instance where I thought he might be monster-possessed…right up until he pulled the trigger. I wasn’t sure how I felt about Sam being the one to kill Samuel at first. I kinda didn’t want it to be either of them—I didn’t want it to be construed as vengeance. Because while that would be a RoboSam move, it’s not one either of our boys would do (I think). However, the way they played it out, it wasn’t out of vengeance or cold blood—it was out of self preservation.
And…I kinda think it was poetic justice that it was Sam who did it. Looking down at the body of Samuel, Sam just looked…confused and sad and a little resigned.
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