Air Date: 15 April 2010

THEN

INT. BAR – DAY

Zachariah: I was on the fast track once. Employee of the month, every month, forever. And then they assigned me you. I can't close a deal on a couple of pathetic flannel-wearing maggots? Everybody's laughing at me.

Dean: We're John Winchester's sons.

ADAM

I've got brothers?

Dean: Adam doesn't have to be cursed.

Sam: He's a Winchester. He's already cursed.

Sam: You're not Adam. You've never been Adam. You're a ghoul!

JOSHUA

You can't k*ll the devil. You're losing faith. In yourself. Your brother. God was your last hope.

Sam: Are you gonna do something stupid?

Dean: Like what?

Sam: Like Michaelstupid.

Lisa: Whatever you're thinking of doing, don't do it.

Dean:

I have to.

NOW

INT. BAR - NIGHT

STUART

Let me guess. Pink-slipped?

Zachariah: That obvious, huh?

STUART

Hmm. It takes one to know one.

STUART

"Outsourcing." What was your crime against humanity?

Zachariah: Deal of the millennium. Couldn't even get the one simple ‘yes' I needed. Got to nail that bottom line, right?

STUART

I hear that.

Zachariah: That's all they care about upstairs, ain't it? Results, results, results. They don't know. They're not down on the ground, in the mud, nose to nose with all you pig-filthy humans, am I right?

STUART

Absolute—filthy what?

Zachariah: I mean, what ever happened to personal loyalty? How long have I worked for these guys? Five millennia? Six?

STUART

Seems like it, don't it?

Zachariah: God–damned straight, it does.

Zachariah: Two more.

Zachariah: Zack.

STUART

Stuart.

Zachariah: What are you going to do next, Stuart?

STUART

Hell, I don't know. Maybe something to do with the Internet.

Zachariah: Yeah?

STUART

Whoa. Earthquake?

Zachariah: No. My boss.

The bar shakes, bottles start to fall over, glass shatters, and there is the ear-piercing sound of an angel's true voice.

Zachariah: Go ahead! Get it over with. I'm ready.

STUART and THE BARKEEPER scream as their eyes are b*rned out and they die.

Zachariah: Wait, what? Yes! Anything, of course! Just—just put me back in. You won't regret it.

Zachariah: Thank you! Thank you!

The noise fades, the blinding white light diminishes, and Zachariah drains his glass.

Zachariah: Ah. Back in business, boys! *singing* Oh when the Saints go marching in, oh when the Saints…

SUPERNATURAL

INT. MOTEL – NIGHT

Dean packs away his belongings in a box, including his leather jacket, his keys, his g*n, and a letter. He marks the box for Robert SINGER after he tapes it shut.

Sam: Sending someone a candy-gram?

Dean: How'd you find me?

Sam: You're going to k*ll yourself, right? It's not too hard to figure out the stops on the Farewell Tour. How's Lisa doing, anyways?

Dean: I'm not going to k*ll myself.

Sam: No? So Michael's notabout to make you his Muppet? What the hell, man? This is how it ends? You just…walk out?

Dean: Yeah, I guess.

Sam: How could you do that?

Dean: How could I? All you've everdone is run away.

Sam: And I was wrong. Every single time I did.

Sam: Just…please. Not now. Bobby is working on something.

Dean: Oh, really? What?

Sam doesn't answer.

Dean: You got nothing and you know it.

Sam: You know I have to stop you.

Dean: Yeah, well, you can try. Just remember: You're not all hopped up on demon blood this time.

Sam: Yeah, I know. But I brought help.

Dean turns around to find Castiel standing behind him. Castiel touches his fingers to Dean's forehead, knocking him out.

INT. Bobby's STUDY – DAY

Dean: Yeah, no, this is good. Really. You know, eight months of turned pages and screwed pooches but tonight, tonight's when the magic happens.

Bobby: You ain't helpin'.

Dean: Yeah, well, why don't you let me get out of your hair, then?

Bobby: What the hell happened to you?

Dean: Reality happened. Nuclear's the only option we have left. Michael can ice the devil, save a boatload of people.

Bobby: But not allof them. We gotta think of something else.

Dean: Yeah, well, that's easy for you to say. But if Lucifer burns this mother down, and I coulda done something about it, guess what? That's on me.

Bobby: You can't give up, son.

Dean: You're not my father. And you ain't in my shoes.

Bobby pulls out a g*n out of his desk and sets it on the table. He takes a b*llet out of his pocket and looks at it.

Dean: What is that?

Bobby: That's the round that I mean to put through my skull.

Bobby sets the b*llet down on his desk in front of him.

Bobby: Every morning, I look at it. I think, "Maybe today's the day I flip the lights out." But I don't do it. I [i]never[i]do it. You know why? Because I promised [i]you[i]I wouldn't give up!

Castiel grasps his head and hunches over in pain.

Sam: Cas, you okay?

Castiel: No.

Sam: What's wrong?

Castiel: Something's happening.

Dean: Where?

Castiel disappears. Wind throws papers around the room.

EXT. WOODS – DAY

Castiel looks around, begins walking towards a clearing in fallen trees. The ground is pulsing like it's alive. Castiel reaches to touch it, but is att*cked from behind.

Castiel stakes his two assailants and goes back to that area of ground. A hand reaches up, and Castiel pulls out the body of ADAM MILLIGAN.

INT. Bobby's KITCHEN – DAY

Dean: I'm gonna get a beer, do you mind?

Sam moves out of the way of the fridge.

INT. Bobby's STUDY – DAY

Wind blows papers and Castiel appears with ADAM's body.

Castiel: Help.

Bobby: Boys!

Castiel lays ADAM down on the cot.

Bobby: Who is it?

Sam: That's our brother.

INT. Bobby's STUDY – DAY

Bobby: Wait a minute. Your brother? Adam?

Dean: Cas, what the hell?

Castiel: Angels.

Sam: Angels? Why?

Castiel: I know one thing for sure. We need to hide him now.

Castiel puts his hand to ADAM's chest and brands the Enochian symbols on his ribs to hide him from angels. ADAM wakes up.

ADAM

Where am I?

Sam: It's okay. Just relax, you're safe.

ADAM

Who the hell are you?

Dean: You're going to find this a little...a lot crazy, but we're actually your brothers.

Sam: It's the truth. John Winchester was our father, too. See, I'm Sam--

ADAM

Yeah, and I'm sure that's Dean. I know who you are.

Sam: How?

ADAM

They warned me about you.

Dean: Who did?

ADAM

The angels. Now where the hell is Zachariah?

Dean: So why don't you just tell us everything? Start from the beginning.

ADAM

Well, I was d*ad and in Heaven. 'Cept it—it uh, kinda looked like my prom and I was making out with this girl, her name was Kristin McGee--

Dean: Yeah, that sounds like heaven. Did you get to third base?

Sam: Just uh, just keep going.

ADAM

Well, these…these angels, they popped out of nowhere, and they tell me that I—I'm chosen.

Sam: For what?

ADAM

To save the world.

Dean: How you gonna do that?

ADAM

Oh, me and some archangel are going to k*ll the devil.

Dean: What archangel?

ADAM

Michael. I'm his uh, sword or vessel or something, I don't know.

Dean: Well, that's insane.

Castiel: Not necessarily.

Dean: How do you mean?

Castiel: Maybe they're moving on from you, Dean.

Dean: Well that doesn't make sense.

Castiel: He is John Winchester's bloodline, Sam's brother. It's not perfect, but it's possible.

Dean: Well you gotta be kidding me.

Sam: Why would they do this?

Castiel: Maybe they're desperate. Maybe they [i]wrongly[i]assumed Dean would be brave enough to withstand them.

Dean: Alright, you know what? Blow me, Cas.

Sam: Look, no way. After everything that's happened? All that crap about destiny? Suddenly the angels have a Plan B? Does that smell right to anybody?

ADAM

You know this has been a [i]really[i]moving family reunion, but uh, I got a thing, so—

Sam: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, no, no, no. Sit down. Just listen, okay? Please.

ADAM

It's unbelievable.

Sam: Now, Adam…the angels are [i]lying[i]to you. They're full of crap.

ADAM

Yeah, I don't think so.

Sam: Really. Why not?

ADAM

Um, 'cause they're [i]angels[i].

Sam: They tell you they were gonna roast half the planet?

ADAM

They said the fight might get pretty hairy, but it is the devil, right? So we got to stop him.

Sam: Yeah, but there's another way.

ADAM

Great. What is it?

Dean: We're working on "the power of love."

ADAM

How's that going?

Dean: Mmm. Not good.

Sam: Look, Adam…You don't know me from a hole in the wall, I know. But I'm begging you. Please, just trust me. Give me some time.

ADAM

Give me one good reason.

Sam: Because we're blood.

ADAM

You've got no right to say that to me.

Bobby: You're still John's boy.

ADAM

No, John Winchester was some guy who took me to a baseball game once a year. I don't have a dad. So we may be blood, but we are not family. My mom is my family. And if I do my job, I get to see her again. So no offense, but she's the one I give a rat's ass about, not you.

Sam: Fair enough. But if you have one good memory of dad, just one, then you'll give us a little more time. Please.

ADAM is playing with a half-eaten sandwich. He sees Bobby turn around in his chair, and looks at the door in the kitchen to escape.

Sam: Going somewhere?

ADAM

Out for a...beer.

Sam: Great. We got beer. Have a seat.

ADAM

Great. You know, you pitched this whole dewy-eyed bromance thing, but the truth is, I'm on lockdown, aren't I?

Sam: Adam, you may not believe it, but dad was trying to protect you. Keeping you from all of this.

ADAM

Yeah well, I guess the monster that ate me didn't get that memo.

Sam: You remember that?

ADAM

Oh yeah.

Sam: Still, trust me. The one thing worse than seeing dad once a year was seeing him [i]all[i]year.

ADAM

Do you know how full of crap you are?

Sam: What?

ADAM

Really. You see, it was me and it was my mom. That's it. She worked the graveyard shift at the hospital. I cooked my own dinners. I put myself to bed. So you can say whatever you want about our dad, but the truth is, I would have taken anything.

Sam nods his head a little.

ADAM

Alright?

Sam: Look, if we had known we had a brother—

ADAM

Well, you didn't, so…

Sam: —We would have found you.

ADAM scoffs and shakes his head.

Sam: Look, I can't change the past. I wish I could. But from here on out—

ADAM

What? We gonna hop in the family truckster? Pop on down to Wally World?

Sam: Tell you one thing, with an attitude like that, you would have fit right in around here.

INT. Bobby's PANIC ROOM - DAY

Dean: Well, Cas, not for nothing, but the last person who looked at me like that…I got laid.

Sam: Uh, why don't you, uh, go keep an eye on Adam?

Dean: Is this really necessary?

Sam: Well, I mean, we got our hands full, Dean... A house full of flight risks.

Dean: I'm not letting him do it.

Sam: Who, Adam? No, I'm... I'm not, either.

Dean: No, you're not getting me.

Sam: Oh, no, no, I "get" you perfectly. But I'm not letting you do it, either.

Dean: That kid's not taking a b*llet for me.

Sam: Dean…

Dean: I'm serious. I mean, think about how many people we've gotten k*lled, Sam. Mom, Dad, Jess, Jo, Ellen. Should I keep going?

Sam: It's not like we pulled the trigger.

Dean: We might as well have. I'm tired, man. I'm tired of fighting who I'm supposed to be.

Sam: Well, do you think maybe you could take a half a second and stop trying to sacrifice yourself for a change? Maybe we could actually stick together?

Dean: I don't think so.

Sam: Why not? Dean, seriously. Tell me. I—I want to know.

Dean: I just…I—I don't believe.

Sam: In what?

Dean: In you. I mean, I don't. I don't know whether it's gonna be demon blood or some other demon chick or what, but…I do know they're gonna find a way to turn you.

Sam: So you're saying I'm not strong enough.

Dean: You're angry, you're self-righteous. Lucifer's gonna wear you to the prom, man. It's just a matter of time.

Sam: Don't say that to me. Not you...of all people.

Dean: I don't want to. But it's the truth. And when Satan takes you over, there's got to be somebody there to fight him, and it ain't gonna be that kid. So, it's got to be me.

INT. Bobby's STUDY – DAY

Bobby: How's he doing?

Sam shrugs and scoffs.

Bobby: How [i]you[i]doing?

Sam nods slightly.

INT. Bobby's BASEMENT – DAY

Castiel goes downstairs to check on Dean. He hears a crash and goes to the panic room door.

Castiel: Dean? Dean?

Dean: Cas.

Dean has an angel banishing sigil drawn on the inside of a cabinet. He presses his hand to it, sending Castiel away screaming. Dean escapes.

INT. Bobby's STUDY – DAY

Bobby: Where's Cas?

Sam: Blown to Oz.

Sam: Look, I'll get Dean. He couldn't have gone too far. Just watch Adam.

Bobby: How? You may have noticed, he's got a slight height advantage.

Sam: Then cuff him to your chair. I don't know. Just watch him.

EXT. PARK – DAY (IN ADAM's DREAM)

ADAM is sitting on a park bench, looking out at the playground when Zachariah appears sitting next to him.

Zachariah: You're mom's not coming, you know. This is the park where your mom took you on her day off, right? She's not coming. Not yet. But she will…soon.

ADAM

You're Zachariah, right?

Zachariah: I am. You weren't where you were supposed to be, kid.

ADAM

Yeah, I know.

Zachariah: Can't quite zero in on you, either. So, let me take a wild guess. You're with Sam and Dean?

ADAM

Yeah.

Zachariah: Didn't we tell you about them?

ADAM nods.

Zachariah: So you know you can't trust them, right? You know Sam and Dean Winchester are psychotically, irrationally, erotically codependent on each other, right?

ADAM

I don't know. They said a few things about you.

Zachariah: Really? Trust me, kid, when the heat gets hot, they're not gonna give a flying crap about you. Hell, they'd rather save each other's sweet bacon than save the planet. They're not your family. Understand? Now...you want to see your mom again or not?

INT. Bobby's STUDY – NIGHT

ADAM jolts awake from his dream.

EXT. STREET - NIGHT

PREACHER

The end is nigh! The apocalypse is upon us! The angels talk to me, and they asked me to talk to you! The apocalypse—

Dean: Hey! I'm Dean Winchester. Do you know who I am?

PREACHER

Dear God.

Dean: I'll take that as a yes. Listen, I need you to pray to your angel buddies and let them know that I'm here.

The PREACHER falls to his knees in prayer.

PREACHER

Our father, who art in Heaven, hallowed be thy name—

Castiel: You pray too loud.

Castiel touches the PREACHER and he falls to the ground, unconscious. He drags Dean into the nearby alley and beats him up.

Dean: What, are you crazy?

Castiel: I rebelled for this?! So that you could surrender to them?

Dean: Cas! Please!

Castiel: I gave everything for you. And this is what you give to me.

Dean: Do it. Just do it!

Castiel unclenches his fist and touches Dean's shoulder, knocking him out.

INT. Bobby's STUDY – NIGHT

Sam: Bobby, what do you mean, "Adam is gone?"

Bobby: Should I say it in Spanish?

Sam: He's gone how? What the hell, Bobby?!

Bobby: Watch your tone, boy. He was right in front of me, and he disappeared into thin air.

Castiel appears carrying a bloody and battered Dean.

Castiel: Because the angels took him.

Sam: What the hell happened to him?

Castiel: Me.

Bobby: What do you mean, the angels took Adam? You branded his ribs, didn't you?

Castiel: Yes. Adam must have tipped them.

Bobby: How?

Castiel: I don't know. Maybe in a dream.

Sam: Well, where would they have taken him?

INT. ANGEL GREEN ROOM – NIGHT

There is a table with beer and burgers piled high. ADAM grabs a burger and digs in.

Zachariah: I see you and your brother share the Same refined palate.

ADAM

Ah. So, uh… We ready?

Zachariah: For what?

ADAM

What do you mean, for what? For Michael.

Zachariah: Oh. Right. About that…Look, this is never easy, but I'm afraid…we've had to terminate your position at this time.

ADAM

Excuse me?

Zachariah: Hey, don't get me wrong. You've been a hell of a sport, really. Good stuff. But the thing is, you're not so much the "chosen one" as you are…a clammy scrap of bait.

ADAM

No…but what about the stuff that you said? I'm supposed to fight the devil.

Zachariah: Mmm, not so much. Hey, if it's any consolation, you happen to be the illegitimate half-brother of the guy we do care about. That's not bad, is it?

ADAM

So you lied…about everything.

Zachariah: We didn't lie. We just avoided certain truths to manipulate you.

ADAM

Oh, you son of a bitch.

Zachariah: Hey, how do you think Ifeel? I'm the one that's got to put up with that dumb, slack-jawed look on your face. Kid, we didn't have a choice. The Winchesters got oneblind spot, and it's family. See, Sam and Dean, they're gonna put aside their differences and they're gonna come get you, and that is gonna put Dean right…here…Right where I need him. This is the night, kid! Ournight. Michael's seen it. The tumblers finally click into place, and it's all because of you. And me. But who's keeping score?

ADAM

Yeah, I'm not gonna let you do this.

Zachariah: Cool your jets, corky. Sit down. We're doing it together. Plus, you still get your severance. You still get to see your mom, okay?

ADAM

Why should I believe you?

Zachariah: You know what? I keep hearing this.

Zachariah makes his hand do a talking motion.

Zachariah: But what I want to be hearing is this.

Zachariah closes his hand-mouth and causes ADAM to fall on the table, spitting up blood.

Zachariah: Yeah. That's better.

INT. Bobby's PANIC ROOM - NIGHT

Dean is handcuffed to a cot.

Sam: How you feeling?

Dean: Word to the wise: don't piss off the nerd angels. So how's it going?

Sam: Adam's gone. The angels have him.

Dean: Where?

Sam: The room where they took you.

Dean: You sure?

Sam: Cas did a re-con.

Dean: And?

Sam: And the place is crawling with mooks…Pretty much a no-sh*t-in-hell, hail-Mary kind of thing.

Dean: Ah, so the usual. What are you going to do?

Sam: For starters…I'm bringing you with.

Dean: Excuse me?

Sam unlocks Dean's handcuffs, releasing him.

Sam: There are too many of them. We can't do it alone. And uh, you're pretty much the only game in town.

Dean: Isn't that a bad idea?

Sam: Cas and Bobby think so. I'm not so sure.

Dean: Well, they're right. Because either it's a trap to get me there to make me say yes, or it's not a trap and I'm gonna say yes anyway. And I will. I'll do it. Fair warning.

Sam: No, you won't. When push shoves, you'll make the right call.

Dean: You know, if tables were turned…I'd let you rot in here. Hell, I havelet you rot in here.

Sam: Yeah, well…I guess I'm not that smart.

Dean: I—I don't get it. Sam, why are you doing this?

Sam: Because… you're still my big brother.

EXT. OUTSIDE AN ABANDONED WAREHOUSE– DAY

Dean: Where the hell are we?

Castiel: Van Nuys, California.

Dean: Where's the beautiful room?

Castiel: In there.

Dean: The beautiful room is in an abandoned muffler factory in Van Nuys, California?

Castiel: Where'd you think it was?

Dean: I—I don't know. Jupiter? A blade of grass? Not Van Nuys.

Sam: Tell me again why you don't just grab Adam and shazam the hell out of there.

Castiel: Because there are at least five angels in there.

Dean: So? You're fast.

Castiel: They're faster.

Castiel takes off his tie and wraps it around his palm.

Castiel: I'll clear them out. You two grab the boy. This is our only chance.

Dean: Whoa, wait. You're gonna take on five angels?

Castiel: Yes.

Dean: Isn't that su1c1de?

Castiel: Maybe it is. But then I won't have to watch you fail. I'm sorry, Dean. I don't have the Same faith in you that Sam does.

Castiel pulls a box cutter out of his trench-coat pocket.

Sam: What the hell are you gonna do with that?

INT. WAREHOUSE – DAY

Castiel walks into the warehouse and the door closes behind him. He walks towards a room and is att*cked from behind by an angels. He kills one, drops his sword, and taunts the rest.

Castiel: What are you waiting for? Come on.

As the angels close in on Castiel, he rips open his shirt showing an angel banishing sigil carved onto his chest. He presses his palm into it, sending all the angels, including himself, away.

EXT. WAREHOUSE - DAY

Dean and Sam enter the warehouse through the Same door Castiel did. Dean finds the one slain angel and goes into the room.

INT. ANGEL GREEN ROOM - DAY

Dean sees ADAM on the floor against the opposite wall. He hurries to his side to help him leave.

Dean: Adam, hey. Hey.

ADAM

You came for me.

Dean: Yeah, well, you're family.

ADAM

Dean, it's a trap.

Dean: I figured.

Zachariah: Dean, please. Did you really think it would be that easy?

Dean: Did you?

Sam comes at Zachariah from behind with an angel-k*lling sword. Zachariah knocks it out of his hand and throws Sam against a screen.

Dean: Sam!

Zachariah: You know what I've learned from this experience, Dean? Patience.

Zachariah waves his hand and ADAM falls to the floor, coughing up blood.

Dean: Adam? Let him go, you son of a bitch.

Zachariah: I mean, I thought I was downsized for sure. And for us, a f*ring...pretty damn literal. But I should have trusted the boss man. It's all playing out like he said...You, me, your hemorrhaging brothers.

Zachariah turns his fist in Sam's direction, causing him to cough up blood like ADAM.

Zachariah: You're finally ready, right?

Dean looks from Zachariah to Sam and ADAM who are lying on the floor, still coughing up blood.

Zachariah: You know there's no other choice. There's never been a choice.

Dean: Stop it. Stop it right now!

Zachariah: In exchange for what?

Dean: Damn it, Zachariah. Stop it, please. I'll do it.

Zachariah: I'm sorry. What was that?

Dean: Okay, yes. The answer is yes.

Sam: Dean!

Dean: Do you hear me? Call Michael down, you bastard!

Zachariah: How do I know you're not lying?

Dean: Do I look like I'm lying?

Zachariah turns and speaks in Enochian, summoning the archangel Michael.

Zachariah: [i]Zodiredo…noco…aberamage…nazodpesade… [i]He's coming.

Sam gives Dean a questioning look. Dean winks at Sam.

Dean: Of course, I have a few conditions.

Zachariah: What?

Dean: The few people whose safety you have to guarantee before I say yes.

Zachariah: Sure, fine. Make a list.

Dean: But most of all…Michael can't have me until he disintegrates you.

Zachariah: What did you say?

Dean: I said…before Michael gets one piece of this sweet ass…he has to turn you into a piece of charcoal.

Zachariah: You really think Michael's gonna go for that?

Dean: Who's more important to him now? You…or me?

Zachariah: You listen to me. You are nothing but a maggot inside a worm's ass. Do you know who I am…after I deliver you to Michael?

Dean: Expendable.

Zachariah: Michael's not gonna k*ll [i]me[i].

Dean: Maybe not. But [i]I[i]am.

Dean s*ab an angel-k*lling sword into ZACHARIAH's head through his chin. Dean falls to the ground. White light and the ear-piercing noise indicate Michael is coming.

Dean: Can you walk?

ADAM

Yeah.

Dean: Okay, come on.

Dean helps ADAM up and runs over to Sam.

Dean: Come on, move it!

The green room's door slams shut behind Sam and Dean, leaving ADAM locked inside.

ADAM

No! Dean! Help! It won't open!

Dean leaves Sam and attempts to open the green room's door from the outside. He is b*rned when he touches the knob.

ADAM

Dean, help! Dean!

Dean: Hold on! We'll get you out. Just hold on. Adam! Can you hear me?!

The green room is filled with white light. Outside, it fades, and Dean can touch the door. He opens it to find it an abandoned office.

Dean: Adam?

EXT. Impala, HIGHWAY - NIGHT

Sam: You think Adam's okay?

Dean: Doubt it. Cas either. But we'll get ‘em.

Sam: So.

Dean: "So" what?

Sam: I saw your eyes. You were totally rockin' the "yes" back there. So, what changed your mind?

Dean: Honestly? The damnedest thing. I mean, the world's ending. The walls are coming down on us, and I look over to you and all I can think about is, "this stupid son of a bitch [i]brought[i]me here." I just didn't want to let you down.

Sam: You didn't. You [i]almost[i]did. But you didn't.

Dean: I owe you an apology.

Sam: No, man. No, you don't.

Dean: Just...let me say this. I don't know if it's being a big brother or what, but to me, you've always been this snot-nosed kid that I've had to keep on the straight and narrow. I think we both know that that's not you anymore. I mean, hell, if you're grown-up enough to find faith in me…the least I can do is return the favor. So screw destiny, right in the face. I say we take the fight to them, and do it our way.

Sam: Sounds good.
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