Oh this episode. Oh dear. I tried not to laugh or read too much into it, but I couldn’t help myself!
So the boys find themselves in Iowa where men are murdering their loved ones, in particularly gruesome manners. Like, freaky nasty. They discover all the guys have been visiting a strip joint and seeing Disney strippers (Jasmine, Belle, Aurora) and then kill their wives/girlfriends/mothers for them. Sam gets his flirt on with the local doctor/medical examiner/mortician and while Dean begrudges him for stealing his thunder, he soon forgets it in his excitement over actually getting to visit a strip joint on the job. Which avails to nothing. Except for the guy who ends up killing his mother that night.
When the boys next visit the sexy doctor, they’re interrupted by another FBI guy, and come on, I as suspicious here! Anyway, they give him a number to calla s the FBI director, who turns out to be Bobby, frying up some food while wearing a kiss the cook apron. God I love Bobby. Bobby ahs also informed them they’re dealing with a siren, someone who appears to you as your total fantasy, poisons you and then convinces you to kill loved ones for them. I guess they feed off of something. The blood? The adrenalin? The sex? Who knows? They don’t go into details, wanting to mess with the fangirl’s heads instead. Of course, as sirens are shapeshifters they’re bloody difficult to catch.
Sam sends Dean away with the FBI man to keep him occupied so he doesn’t interfere with them while Sam and the doctor flirt and attempt to find the missing blood samples, because they need it for eventually killing the siren. Affected blood on the knife in the siren will kill it. Or something like that. Again, who cares about semantics? All we want is to understand the psychology behind this episode! Kripke, you evil genius. So as Sammy flirts with sexy doctor, Dean gets along amazingly well with FBI guy, who provides him with some evidence of a plant found at all the scenes…which is in the sexy doctor’s room and as we pan over it we see, oh hello they’r eknocking back whiskey and she’s pushing him up against the desk and the shirts are off and it’s a free for all! Woo! Any episode where we get to see so much Winchester skin, is a damn good episode. Yum.
Right. Dean realises Sammy slept with sexy doctor and tells him off. Ooh Sammy is angry about that. Could he really be under her spell? Ss she’s the main suspect Dean calls in FBI guy to help him follow her. They start a stakeout for the doctor, and yeah she heads to a rough and tumble bar. Knowing they’re in for a long night he grabs his trusty flask, and offers it to FBI guy before taking another sip…only for FBI guy to reveal he’s the siren! Bells are going off! Dean’s been suckered in by a male siren!
Fangirls are fainting in fits of ecstasy!
They head back to the motel, where Sam realises Dean’s the one who’s under the spell as he holds a knife to Sam’s throat…and the siren explains Dean didn’t want a hot sexy girl he wanted <anal> his brother back.
And then the siren spits milky liquid into Sam’s mouth, thus infecting him and my god, I don’t even have to spell it out, do I? IS anyone out there not salivating? Or off writing gayporn? Anyhow, now with both brothers infected, he tells them to face off with each other and fight to the death. The winning brother gets to stay with the siren. And they start…verbally. Huh. What, no slappy fisticuffs? Dean starts in his tirade about how his brother won’t stop using his powers and turning evil and then Same really goes for the low blow, telling Dean he’s sick and tired of him moping and whinging about his time in hell. OH that’s it, he deserves a bloody spanking for that one! His brother endured 40 years of hell…HELL…for him and that’s how he repays him? Ooh, skinny tall boy, you’re going down!
Anyway, they start with the fisticuffs, really going at each other and it seems Sam has the upper hand, until Dean drags him through the door, blowing it down and Sam lies there, winded. Dean grabs the fire safety axe and is about to chop off Sam’s head…when in comes Bobby on his brilliant white horse, stabbing dean in the back (literally, and then throwing the (infected blood) knife ninja-style at the siren, who dies.
And we end with pretty scenery scene again, except this time there’s no beer, as Bobby hands them coke instead. After all, someone has to drive. Heh. I love you Bobby.
The boys agree they didn’t mean anything they said while infected (thus avoiding those awkward male siren thoughts sweeping through their heads) and pretend everything’s fine…but we know it’s not, because of the angsty faces they’re pulling as they drive away…into March.
GAH! I have to wait a month for the next one?