Air Date: November 14, 2012

EXT. RANDY RACCOON PRE-SCHOOL – DAY

Children play in a playground. A Boy finger-paints at an outdoor table.

Young Woman: It's finger painting, Aaron, not body painting. Let's get you cleaned up.

The Young Woman walks with the Boy to an outdoor toilet block and holds the door of the boys' room open for him.

Young Woman: There you go.

The Young Woman's eyes change to black as she looks around before following the Boy inside and closing the door. Bright light shines around the door frame and dark clouds appear in the sky. Strong wind blows through the playground. The bright light behind the door of the boys' room goes out and the door partly opens and then closes again. Children scream and run for cover. The door of the boys' room partly opens and then closes again. A twister appears in the playground and fierce wind knocks over easels and chairs. The door of the boys' room blows open. No one is inside.

SUPERNATURAL

EXT. FOREST ROAD – DAY

The Animals' "We Gotta Get Out of This Place" plays.

♪ We got to get out of this place ♪

The Impala drives down the road.

♪ If it's the last thing we ever do ♪

♪ We got to get out of this place ♪

Dean is driving while eating a bag of potato chips.

♪ Girl, there's a better life for me and you ♪

♪ mm, yeah ♪

A man in a trenchcoat is walking along the road.

♪ My little girl, you're so young and pretty ♪

As Dean overtakes the man, we see that it is Castiel, who has a beard and is wearing pajamas underneath the trenchcoat.

♪ and one thing I know ♪

Dean turns around to look at Castiel and brakes. He looks in the rear vision mirror as he stops the car, then reverses down the road. He leaves the car running on the road next to a sign for the Twin Pines Resort, gets out and looks around. There is no sign of Castiel.

INT. CABIN – DAY

Sam is using the laptop and drinking a beer.

Sam: Hey.

Dean: Hey.

Dean stands in the middle of the room holding a six-pack and a paper bag.

Sam: You look like you've s– well, I was gonna say, "You look like you've seen a ghost," but you'd probably be stoked. Uh, you okay?

Dean: [somewhat uncertainly]Yeah, I'm cool. What's up?

Sam: Well, this kid went missing from a preschool.

Dean: That sucks. And?

Sam: And at the Same time he vanished, a surprise tornado h*t, lasted maybe 20 seconds, then, uh... shazam! Back to perfect weather.

Dean: Hmm. And they pooh-pooh climate change.

Sam: [Chuckling]Yeah.

Dean puts the beer into the fridge.

Sam: Well, similar wackiness has happened over the past few weeks in other places – uh, Tulsa, a bus driver vanishes and a river gets overrun with frogs. New Mexico – a mailman disappears, the earth splits open.

Dean: All right. So, uh, you thinking demons?

Dean walks over to stand next to Sam and looks at the laptop.

Sam: Yeah, possibly, but... I mean, this stuff was major. [The laptop screen shows articles about missing persons.]These folks have nothing in common – no religious affiliations, different hometowns, all ages. Why would demons want them?

Dean: Why do demons want anything? [He slaps Sam lightly on the shoulder.]Uh, so, we on this?

Sam: Yep.

INT. WAREHOUSE/FACTORY – DAY

Screams come from behind a closed door. CROWLEY is torturing SamANDIRIEL with an angel-k*lling Kn*fe.

SamANDIRIEL

What do you want?! I've given you all the names.

CROWLEY

No. No. No. And no. That's not what I want to hear. [He cuts SamANDIRIEL again and SamANDIRIEL screams.]This hurts you more than it hurts me, so I can go on forever. Which, in your case, forever means... well, forever.

SamANDIRIEL

When the angels find out what you're doing...

CROWLEY

They'll be what – put out? I'm quaking, really. The power grid is so whacked out in Heaven, they don't even know you're not there. So, on the count of thee... one, two... [He plunges the Kn*fe into SamANDIRIEL, who screams.]

SamANDIRIEL

What happened to three?

CROWLEY

I lied. I do that. Just give me the other names.

SamANDIRIEL

There are no other names! The next generation isn't born yet.

CROWLEY

Truth?

SamANDIRIEL

Truth.

CROWLEY

Well, I suppose there's no reason to keep torturing you, then. [He plunges the Kn*fe into SamANDIRIEL again.]Sorry. Once you get going, it's really hard to stop.

CROWLEY puts down the Kn*fe and takes off the apron he is wearing.

CROWLEY

[to a Demon standing next to the door]Keep him on ice. We've only just scratched the surface with this one.

CUT TO: AARON, the boy who was finger-painting in the playground, runs away as CROWLEY enters the room.

CROWLEY

I hope the ruckus down the hall wasn't too off-putting. [He walks to an octagonal table, around which six people are sitting, and sets a stone tablet on the table.]Construction standards aren't what they were during the Inquisition. [The six people are silent.]I see. No niceties. All right, then. I suppose you're wondering why I convened this motley group.

INT. ABANDONED BAR – DAY

KEVIN enters. Water pours down on him from above, breaking a salt line.

KEVIN

Mom! You've got to stop drowning me in holy water every time I go out!

Mrs TRAN stands up from behind the bar. She is holding a cord. KEVIN fixes the salt line.

KEVIN

I'm not possessed!

Mrs TRAN

Not yet. Not now. They got to me, remember?

KEVIN

We've got hex bags that make us invisible to demons. We've got demon traps painted everywhere! I've got a sigil tattooed on my arm! If we just keep moving, we'll be fine! [He puts a plastic bag down on the counter.]

Mrs TRAN

What, and keep living in rat-infested hovels and running from cursed creatures? This is no life!

KEVIN

It's my life. I'm the one dragging the prophet load. I'm sorry I pulled you into it.

Mrs TRAN

Don't be sorry. Be ready. We've got to stop running and start taking a stand. [She unpacks food from the plastic bag.]

KEVIN

Okay, you know that's crazy.

Mrs TRAN

No, it's not! Not if we have the b*mb you used on Crowley's demons.

KEVIN

The thing I made had ingredients from all over the world. All right? Demons had to get the stuff.

Mrs TRAN

That's why I went to an expert.

KEVIN

What? Who?

Mrs TRAN

I hired a witch.

KEVIN

A witch?

Mrs TRAN

Off of Craigslist. Her name is Delta Mendota, and she is a smart cookie. She's scrappy, reliable, and she's willing to k*ll. Look, I'm your mother, and I did this for you.

KEVIN

What makes you think you can trust her?

Mrs TRAN

I don't. That's why I didn't give her the exact quantities or tell her how to blend them. She's in the dark.

KEVIN

You told her we were making demon b*mb!

Mrs TRAN

Yeah, and that got her super motivated. Oh! Time for Delta to check in.

KEVIN

Oh, my God.

Mrs TRAN opens a laptop. A message says "Connecting to Delta Mendota..." DELTA appears on the screen.

DELTA

Hi, Mrs. Tran. Is that your son? Hi, Kevin.

Mrs TRAN

Hi, Delta. Bring us up to speed. You've got all the stuff?

DELTA

Almost. I don't suppose you'd tell me the recipe for these b*mb?

Mrs TRAN

You know the rules. Casual encounters. That means no questions asked.

KEVIN

No, Mom, that's another part of Craigslist. How long have you been a witch?

DELTA

A full witch? Since the band broke up.

KEVIN

You were in a band?

DELTA

Look, guys. I take my witch business real serious. I'm on it, and it's gonna be wicked awesome. Okay?

Mrs TRAN smiles brightly.

EXT. HOUSE – NIGHT

Sam and Dean in their FBI suits walk up the steps to the front door. Sam knocks. The Young Woman from the playground appears in the entryway. Sam holds up his FBI badge so she can see it through the glass pane in the door. The Young Woman opens the door, but doesn't undo the chain.

Dean: Mrs. Hagar? Agents Roth and Malloy. We want to speak to you about Aaron Webber's abduction.

Mrs HAGAR

Like I told the police, one minute I was taking Aaron to get cleaned up, and the next minute... I woke up in a park three blocks away.

Sam: And you have no memory of what happened?

Mrs HAGAR

No. He was just gone.

Dean: Can you think any reason why somebody would want to harm him? Um, any enemies?

Mrs HAGAR

Enemies? He's five.

Sam: [speaking quietly into his phone]Exorcizamus te, omnis immundus spiritus...

Mrs HAGAR

Excuse me?

Dean: It's, uh, code for your own safety so that you can't reveal anything under enhanced interrogation. Now, when you woke up on the floor, were there any signs of struggle?

Mrs HAGAR

No.

Sam: Smell like sulfur?

Mrs HAGAR

How did you know that?

Sam: Lucky guess. Thanks for your time.

Mrs HAGAR closes the door and Sam and Dean walk down the steps.

Dean: No reaction to the exorcism.

Sam: Yeah, not possessed at the moment. But I'm willing to bet a demon got ahold of Aaron Webber.

INT. MOTEL ROOM – NIGHT

Sam is asleep in bed. Dean is sitting on the other bed reading articles about the missing persons on the laptop. Lightning flashes. Dean looks up to see Castiel standing at the window.

INT. MOTEL ROOM – NIGHT

Dean closes the laptop and walks to the window. No one is there. Sam wakes.

Sam: Dean? What's going on? Are you all right? [He throws back the covers and sits on the edge of the bed.]

Dean: I don't know. I just saw something.

Sam: Uh, you saw what? [He stands up and walks over to Dean.]

Dean: Cas.

Sam: Cas? Where?

Dean: Right there. And – and – and earlier, on the road. I feel like I'm seeing him.

Sam: That's... not possible. I mean, you said it yourself. You made it out and he didn't, right?

Dean: I tried so damn hard to get us the hell out of there. [He turns away from the window and walks a few steps away.]

Sam: I know you did.

Dean: [with his back to Sam]You know, I could have pulled him out. I just don't understand why he didn't try harder.

Sam: Dean. [He walks over to Dean, who turns to face him.]You did everything you could.

Dean: Yeah, but why do I feel like crap?

Sam: Survivor's guilt?

Dean: Hmm.

Sam: If you let it, this is gonna keep messing with you. You got to walk past it.

Sam claps Dean on the shoulder and walks to the bathroom.

FLASHBACK – PURGATORY

BENNY, Dean and Castiel are walking through the forest.

BENNY

We're getting close.

Dean: Really? I don't see crap. I mean, what the hell is this escape hatch supposed to look like?

Castiel: He doesn't know.

Dean: Hey, you just drug me into the f*re. Please tell me you know.

BENNY

It's here. They promised.

Dean: Oh, they?Well, that's comforting.

Castiel: Well, even if it does exist...

BENNY

Broken record, Cas.

Castiel: Dean, it's a human portal. There's still no proof that an angel can pass –

Dean: Stow it, Cas. You're coming. That's final.

Castiel: I'm just saying... [He puts a hand on Dean's shoulder. Dean stops and looks at him.]...if it doesn't work... thank you for everything.

Dean: Save the Hallmark. Okay? It's gonna work. Nobody gets left behind.

Dean walks off and Castiel follows him.

INT. MOTEL ROOM – NIGHT

Dean is still standing where he was prior to the flashback. We see a close-up of his face.

INT. WAREHOUSE/FACTORY – DAY

CROWLEY addresses the six people who are sitting around the octagonal table.

CROWLEY

Hope you enjoyed our orange juice and pancakes. Best to pack in those carbs in the morning, you know.

JUSTIN HURST (man from first missing persons article)

Are we on a spaceship?

CROWLEY

Sorry?

Woman: Snapping us up from our homes, our families, teleporting us to this m-mother ship.

CROWLEY

Mother ship?

JUSTIN HURST

You're aliens, right?

CROWLEY

Possibly a long sh*t. [He holds up the stone tablet.]Does this mean anything to you?

JUSTIN HURST

I don't read Chinese.

CROWLEY

Talk about the dumbing down of America. Anyone? Come on. It's fun. Give it a go. You hapless toads are utterly clueless, aren't you?

Dennis ADAMS (man from second missing persons article)

I-I-I got a wife and kids. I-I got bills. I can't miss work.

CROWLEY

Sir.

Dennis ADAMS

I got rights! Where's my one phone call?

CROWLEY makes a hand motion and Dennis ADAMS doubles over. Blood runs from his mouth. He slides to the floor against a wall.

CROWLEY

Anyone else want to complain? Hmm?

Woman: Um... [She stands up and picks up the stone tablet.]We hold this... Um, maybe "these" ...truths to be...

CROWLEY turns the stone table 90 degrees.

Woman: Oh. [She smiles and laughs.]Oh, right. That's – that's better, yeah.

INT. ABANDONED BAR – DAY

KEVIN opens the door and DELTA enters.

DELTA

Hi. Kevin, right? [KEVIN nods.]Hmm. So, I was – ohh! [Mrs TRAN squirts DELTA in the face with holy water.]What the hell?

KEVIN

And my mother, you've met. [He hands DELTA a towel.]

DELTA

Yeah.

Mrs TRAN

You have everything?

DELTA

You bet. [She hands Mrs TRAN a bag.]It was a bitch, but so worth it. Honestly, I am sick of being treated like dirt by those demons. Like, who died and made them boss? [Mrs TRAN takes spell ingredients out of the bag.]Well, probably somebody did. But they could use a serious attitude reduction. Kev, where's the ladies room? Long drive, and, you know...

KEVIN

Over there.

DELTA

Cool.

Mrs TRAN

Delta, what is this?! I was clear. I need to build an arsenal. This maybe gets me one w*apon!

DELTA

It's just a little taste of what you'll get when I get paid in full.

Mrs TRAN

That was not the agreement!

DELTA

It is now.

DELTA walks towards the bathroom. KEVIN watches her go. She is wearing a short skirt.

Mrs TRAN

Kevin! Forget it!

INT. MOTEL ROOM – DAY

Sam is using the laptop.

Sam: Hey, so it's not just Americans who are vanishing. Uh, this guy, Luigi Ponzi disappeared walking between two subway cars in Rome. And right above ground, there was a freak hail storm.

Dean: [washing his face in the bathroom]So, we going to Rome? Wouldn't be too shabby.

Castiel appears in the mirror in the bathroom. Dean straightens up, sees Castiel in the mirror and turns around.

Castiel: Hello, Dean.

CUT TO: Sam and Castiel are sitting at the table. Dean leans on the kitchenette counter.

Sam: Unbelievable, man. I-I cannot believe it. You're actually here.

Castiel: Yeah, I've been trying to reach out, but for whatever reason, I wasn't at full power. So I couldn't connect with you.

Sam: That must have been why you kept seeing him. I mean, you think?

Dean: Yeah. Yeah, uh, I got to be honest. I-I-I'm thinking, how the hell did you make it out? I mean, I – I was there. I-I-I know that place. I know how we had to scratch and claw and k*ll and bleed to find that portal and make it through it, and it almost finished me. So, uh... so how exactly are you sitting here with us right now?

Castiel: Dean, everything you just said is completely true. And that's the strange part. I... have no idea. I remember endlessly running and hiding from Leviathan, and then I was on the side of the road in Illinois. And... that was it.

Dean: And that – that was it?

Castiel: Yes. [There is a long pause.]Oh. I'm dirty.

Dean: Yeah, well, Purgatory will do that to you.

Castiel walks towards the bathroom. The camera focuses on Dean's face.

FLASHBACK – PURGATORY

BENNY, Castiel and Dean are walking through the forest.

Castiel: Maybe you were lied to. Maybe there is no seam.

BENNY

I lie. I don't get lied to. Aren't you guys all about faith?

Castiel: Not particularly.

They watch a leaf which seems to be borne upwards by an air current. At the top of a cliff far above them, a patch of blue light shimmers and changes shape.

BENNY

Oh, ye of frigging little faith.

Dean: What the hell?

Castiel: There it is. [to Dean]It's reacting to you.

BENNY nods to Dean.

BENNY

All right. Ready?

Dean: Just like we talked about. [Dean cuts his left forearm with a large Kn*fe.]

BENNY

Putting a lot of trust in you, brother.

Dean: You earned it. [He cuts BENNY's left forearm and they grip each other's left arms with their left hands.]

BENNY

I'll see you on the other side.

Dean: Conjunti sumus, unum sumus.

BENNY looks upwards as his body stiffens. His left hand, which grips Dean's arm, glows with red and white light. BENNY then appears to be consumed by red and white light that flows into Dean's arm. Dean grimaces.

Dean: Let's go.

CUT TO: Dean and Castiel hurry along the top of a cliff and upwards through the forest.

Castiel: Dean, wait.

Something hits the ground in clouds of black smoke in front of them. As the smoke clears, two balls of black goo become LEVIATHANS.

INT. MOTEL ROOM – DAY

Sam: Dean?

Dean: Huh?

Sam: You all right?

Dean: You do see something... [he sits down at the table opposite Sam]...severely wrong here, right? Sammy, I remember every second of leaving that place. I mean, I remember the – the heat, the stink, the pain, the fear. I have that whole ugly mess... [he taps his head]...right here, and he says he has no idea how he got out? I – I'm just not buying it.

Sam: So what, you think he's lying?

Dean: I'm saying something else happened. I saw the shape that he was in. I mean, there was no way he was fighting his ass out alone. No way.

Sam: All right. So, who... or what got him out?

Dean: Exactly.

Castiel walks out of the bathroom. He is now wearing a suit and tie under the trenchcoat, which is clean, and is freshly shaved.

Castiel: Better.

INT. ABANDONED BAR – DAY

Mrs TRAN

Listen, you little skank. In the service industry, you always deliver the goods, thenyou get paid. Even hookers know that.

DELTA

Hmm. Says you. See, my sister's a hooker. So hookers get paid first, and then you get the goods. Look, I'm not the one with demons on my ass. You want to renege on our deal, it's fine by me.

Mrs TRAN

Kevin, bring me my purse. [KEVIN walks off.]Your mother must be so proud.

DELTA

She is. Of course, with my sister, the bar ain't real high.

KEVIN opens a door and walks into another room. The salt line along the windowsill is broken. He hurries back to Mrs TRAN.

KEVIN

Mom! Did you break the salt line by the store-room window?

Mrs TRAN

What?! Of course not!

CROWLEY clears his throat and KEVIN turns. Beside CROWLEY is another Demon.

CROWLEY

I wouldn't bother, Kevin. There's no rush. Hello, Delta.

DELTA

Hiya.

Mrs TRAN

You betrayed us?

KEVIN

How could you?

DELTA

I'm mercurial.

CROWLEY

I'm afraid Delta found you to be a difficult and ungrateful employer, Mrs. Tran. She felt she'd gain far more leverage by negotiating with me. I am, after all, the King of Hell. And you are a mom.

DELTA

I did good, didn't I, your majesty?

CROWLEY

Yes, very. [He snaps his fingers and DELTA disappears.]Presumptuous twit.

Mrs TRAN

Please. Take me. Leave my son alone.

CROWLEY

You? What would I do with you? [to the Demon]k*ll her. DesTroy the makings for the spell.

KEVIN

No!

CROWLEY

Yes. Say goodbye to Mommy.

CROWLEY snaps his fingers again. He and KEVIN disappear, leaving Mrs TRAN and the Demon alone in the room. Mrs TRAN grabs a Super-Soaker and sprays the Demon with holy water. He screams as his skin burns.

INT. MOTEL ROOM – DAY

Castiel is watching television. Sam is using the laptop at the table. Dean enters, carrying a six-pack of beer.

Dean: What's the latest?

Sam: The latest is... nothing. It's like it all stopped. No freak disappearances linked to any freak natural events.

Dean sets a beer down on the table for Sam and leans over Sam's shoulder to look at the laptop.

Dean: So how many have we got, seven?

Sam: Yeah, uh, Luigi, Justin, Aaron, Maria –

Castiel: Maria, Dennis, Krista, Sven. [Dean and Sam look at him.]I missed television.

Sam: Wait, Cas. How did you know those are the names?

Castiel: Well, they're prophets.

Dean: Prophets?

Castiel: Yeah, angels instinctively know the names of every prophet – past, present, and future.

Dean: So this list is the name of every one of 'em that exists?

Castiel: Yes, until the next generation is born. Plus Kevin Tran, of course. The other seven are future prophets, since, uh, only one can exist at a time.

Sam: Uh, how is Kevin a prophet if Chuck is a prophet?

Castiel: I'm not sure what happened to Chuck, but, um... he must be d*ad.

Dean: So, the next one comes off the bench if Kevin goes down?

Castiel: Exactly. And they have no idea who they are, of course.

Sam: Crowley.

Dean: Insurance. Boy, he's getting desperate.

Sam: Explains all the weird phenomena. Lower-level demons nabbing heavy-duty cargo. The vessels of God's Word – boom.

Castiel: I get the feeling something's going on.

Sam's phone rings.

Sam (on phone): Hello. Mrs. Tran? Well, where the hell have you... What? [He stands up and takes the phone away from his ear.]Crowley's got Kevin.

INT. WAREHOUSE/FACTORY – DAY

KEVIN is sitting at the octagonal table with the stone tablet in front of him.

CROWLEY

So, Kevin, as you can see, our relationship is much simpler now. You either help me, or you die and one of these fine specimens takes your place. I don't quite understand your hesitation.

KEVIN

You just k*lled my mother.

CROWLEY

Very unfortunate. But to be fair, she wasplotting to k*ll me and my kind. Kevin. Kev. I can do a great deal for a plucky lad like you.

KEVIN

You'll just k*ll me as soon as I read the tablet.

CROWLEY

Are all young people so horribly cynical? It depresses me, Kevin. Here's the thing. I really want you to read the tablet because, frankly, this lot fail to inspire. However, better a stupid prophet than a stubborn prophet, as the saying goes. So what's it gonna be? Perhaps you doubt that I'm serious?

CROWLEY makes a hand motion and one of the women at the table floats up into the air, gasping. CROWLEY snaps his fingers. KEVIN and the others around the table gasp as they are splattered with the woman's blood. CROWLEY takes out a handkerchief that is monogrammed with the letter "C" and dabs his mouth.

CROWLEY

So... read any good tablets lately?

EXT. ROAD – NIGHT

Dean, Sam and Castiel are sitting in the Impala, which is parked by the side of a road.

Dean: Where the hell is she?

Sam: She'll be here. Uh, mile marker 96 was kind of the halfway point.

The camera focuses on Dean's face.

FLASHBACK – PURGATORY

The portal shimmers with moving blue light. Dean swings at the first LEVIATHAN, who ducks and hurls him to the ground. Dean rolls downhill. Castiel attempts to put a hand on the LEVIATHAN's head, but the SECOND LEVIATHAN kicks the back of Castiel's legs and punches him as he falls to his knees. The LEVIATHANS continue to punch and kick Castiel, who falls heavily to the ground. The SECOND LEVIATHAN drags Castiel to his feet. Castiel hits her, sending her reeling backwards. The first LEVIATHAN grabs Castiel and his mouth transforms. Dean appears behind the first LEVIATHAN and decapitates him. Castiel pushes the SECOND LEVIATHAN forward so that she is bent over and Dean decapitates her. Dean pulls Castiel, who is kneeling, to his feet.

Dean: We got to move! The portal's closing! [They climb upwards towards the portal. Castiel stumbles.]Cas! Damn it! Come on!

Dean reaches the portal and steps into it. He stretches out a hand to Castiel.

Dean: Come on!

Castiel grabs Dean's hand.

Dean: I got you! Hold on!

Castiel: Dean!

Dean: Hold on!

Castiel loses his grip on Dean's hand and slides down.

Castiel: Dean!

The portal closes, taking Dean with it.

EXT. ROAD – NIGHT

Dean: Cas, can I talk to you outside?

Dean and Castiel get out of the Impala.

Castiel: What?

Dean: Exactly. What? What the hell happened? Back there. Purgatory. I told you I would get you out. We were there! It was like you just gave up. It's like you didn't believe we could do it. I mean, you kept saying that you didn't think it would work. Did you not trust me?

Castiel: Dean...

Dean: I did everything I could to get you out – everything! I did not leave you.

Castiel: So you think this was your fault?

A car drives up. Sam gets out of the Impala. Mrs TRAN parks next to the Impala and gets out of her car.

Mrs TRAN

You can do this, can't you? You can get him back?

Dean: How did Crowley find you?

Mrs TRAN

Oh, I hired a witch, and she ratted us out.

Sam: A witch? Why'd you hire a witch?

Mrs TRAN

To make demon b*mb, of course! These are Kevin's notes. [She gives Sam a notebook.]

Dean: You have any idea where Crowley took him?

Mrs TRAN

No. But, uh... [she unlocks the trunk of her car]...this guy might.

The Demon she blasted with the Super-Soaker is inside the trunk bound by a Devil's Trap on the trunk lid.

Dean: Oh. [He takes out his demon-k*lling Kn*fe.]Let's talk.

INT. WAREHOUSE/FACTORY – NIGHT

KEVIN is strapped to a chair in the room where CROWLEY tortured SamANDIRIEL. A bloodstained table holds t*rture implements.

CROWLEY

I thought privacy might make it easier to chat. Decision time, Kevin. How's this going to go? Don't be recalcitrant, Kevin. You know it brings out the worst in me.

CROWLEY grabs a Kn*fe and cuts off one of KEVIN's little fingers. KEVIN screams.

KEVIN

All right! Enough! I'll do it!

INT. WAREHOUSE/FACTORY – NIGHT

KEVIN is reading the stone tablet. His left hand is wrapped in a bloodstained bandage.

KEVIN

The next is... "The demonic influence on the collective tapestry of the soul."

CROWLEY

Blah, blah, blah. Doesn't anyone ever edit this stuff? So far, as a writer, God's a snooze. No fun at parties, I hear.

KEVIN

Um, "Demonic transport to the regions of Hell."

CROWLEY

Tell me something I don't know! Think macro. This is stupefyingly micro.

KEVIN

How macro?

CROWLEY

Game changing.

EXT. WAREHOUSE/FACTORY – DAY

Atlantic, Iowa

The Impala and Mrs TRAN's car drive along the fence outside the factory. Dean and Castiel are in the Impala. As Mrs TRAN goes to get out of her car, Sam handcuffs her to the steering wheel.

Sam: Sorry, Mrs. Tran.

Mrs TRAN

Wait! What?!

Dean opens the trunk of Mrs TRAN's car.

Dean: This it?

Demon: Yes.

Mrs TRAN

My son is in there!

Sam: Which means Crowley already has leverage. He doesn't need another hostage.

Dean s*ab the Demon with his demon-k*lling Kn*fe. The DEMON's eyes and mouth glow with bright orange light as he screams. Dean closes the trunk. Sam gets out of Mrs TRAN's car.

Mrs TRAN

Oh, come on!

INT. WAREHOUSE/FACTORY – DAY

CROWLEY

Yes? [He blows on a pinwheel to make it spin.]

KEVIN

Well...

CROWLEY

Don't provoke me, Kevin. You still have nine fingers. [He blows on the pinwheel again.]

KEVIN

This section has to do with building defensive w*apon against demons.

CROWLEY

Mm-hmm. You're familiar with that one, I believe. [He blows on the pinwheel.]

KEVIN

And this one... describes, uh... sealing the gates of Hell.

CROWLEY

So it's true. It's there. Clearly, humans cannot possess this thing. What was God thinking? We'll get back to that. We're just getting to the sexy part.

EXT. WAREHOUSE/FACTORY – DAY

Dean, Sam and Castiel walk down stairs and under pipes. They pass a sign that reads "Beware: Sharp Edges - Keep Fingers Clear." At a sign from Dean, they step back out of sight as a Demon approaches. Dean s*ab the Demon in the back with his demon-k*lling Kn*fe. Its head glows with yellow light as it dies.

Sam: All right. I'll check that way.

Sam goes to the left. Dean nods to Castiel and they go to the right.

INT. WAREHOUSE/FACTORY – DAY

The stone tablet seems to shake in KEVIN's hands.

KEVIN

Hold on. This is different. It's – it's not text. It's like a personal note?

CROWLEY

A personal note from God?

KEVIN

From... the archangel... Metatron.

CROWLEY

The scribe... and suck-up. Took down God's word, picked up his cleaning.

KEVIN

It's like a – a farewell note.

CROWLEY

Go on.

CUT TO: Sam walks down a flight of stairs. He sees four DEMONS in a room below him.

CUT TO: KEVIN

"Upon completion of this task, I take my leave of my master in this world."

CUT TO: Sam walks inside the factory. Four DEMONS block his way.

Demon: Winchester.

Sam: Looks like you guys got me.

As the DEMONS approach him, Sam takes out a bottle and throws it at the ground at the DEMONS' feet. Sam covers his face as bright light flares and the DEMONS burn up and disappear. The DEMONS' shadows are burnt into the wall behind them.

CUT TO: Dean and Castiel are walking through the factory.

Castiel: We're very near Kevin.

CUT TO: Sam kicks a door open. He enters the room and sees the bloodstained octagonal table.

Sam: Oh, no.

The future prophets surface from underneath the table. The boy AARON WEBBER peers around a concrete block.

Sam: Hey. Uh... I'm here to help.

CUT TO: Castiel and Dean are walking through the factory. Dean turns to find a Demon behind him. He prepares to strike the Demon with his Kn*fe, but the Demon sends him flying into chains hanging from the ceiling in front of a window. The Demon stretches out a hand towards Castiel. Castiel takes a couple of steps backwards before placing a hand on the DEMON's head and smiting him. Yellow light flows from the DEMON's eyes and mouth before he drops to the ground. Castiel steadies himself on the wall. Dean picks himself up and puts a hand on Castiel's shoulder.

Dean: What the hell's going on? You're not all the way back, are you?

CUT TO: KEVIN

"So ends the transcription of the sacred word for the defense of mankind. Into the hands of God's children thus passes the compendium of tablets."

CROWLEY

Compendium?

KEVIN

It's a collection of things, especially one systematically organized.

CROWLEY

I know what a "compendium" is, Kevin. What does Metatron mean?

CUT TO: Dean picks a lock.

Dean: It's not working.

Castiel: Dean, I'm going in.

Dean: Cas, no. You're not strong enough.

CUT TO: CROWLEY

There are more tablets? More than "Leviathan" and "Demon"?

Castiel appears in the room with CROWLEY and KEVIN.

CROWLEY

Castiel. Fresh from Purgatory. I wish you'd called first.

Castiel: Crowley.

CROWLEY

Which Castiel is it this time? I'm never sure. Madman or megalomaniac?

Castiel: Kevin is coming with me.

CROWLEY

I think not. The Prophet's playing on myteam now.

Castiel's Kn*fe drops into his hand and he holds it up. CROWLEY holds up his hand and his own Kn*fe materializes in it. KEVIN stand up and backs a few paces away.

Castiel: So this is how it's gonna be?

CROWLEY

It's all very West Side Story, but let's be logical. You look like hell, and I should know. You're not up for this.

Light shines from Castiel. His eyes appear very blue and lit from within.

CROWLEY

Maybe you can get it up, but you can't keep it up.

The light coming from Castiel intensifies. Shadows of Castiel's unfurling wings appear on the wall behind him.

CROWLEY

You're bluffing!

Castiel: Do you want to take that chance?

Castiel stretches out a hand to CROWLEY. CROWLEY reaches for the stone tablet on the table. Castiel smashes the tablet and the table. CROWLEY disappears while holding half the tablet. Dean bursts into the room and goes to Castiel, who is lying on the floor. The light that was emanating from Castiel is gone. KEVIN picks up the remaining half of the stone tablet.

EXT. WAREHOUSE/FACTORY – DAY

Mrs TRAN is wiping blood from KEVIN's face.

Sam: Cops are on their way. They're gonna pick up the prophets. Um, they'll all be heading home.

Mrs TRAN

What about us?

Sam: I called a friend of ours, Garth. He does what we do. Well... in his own way. He'll keep an eye on you guys. No more going off on your own. [Mrs TRAN rolls her eyes.]You get that it was hiring that witch that got you into all this, right? How you holding up, Kev?

KEVIN

You kidding? I want to seal those bastards up forever. [He holds up his bandaged hand.]Took my finger.

Sam: Cas thinks he might be able to fix that. In the meantime, just lay low till we get back to you, okay?

CUT TO: Castiel is standing next to Dean, who is putting things in the trunk of the Impala.

Dean: That was a bonehead move back there. You could have gotten yourself k*lled. Why didn't you wait for me?

Castiel: Well, I didn't get k*lled. And it worked.

Dean: And if it didn't?

Castiel: It would have been my problem.

Dean: Well, that's not the way I see it.

Castiel: Hey, everything isn't your responsibility. Getting me out of Purgatory wasn't your responsibility.

Dean: You didn't get out. So whose fault was it?

Castiel: It's not about fault. It's about will. Dean, do you really not remember?

Dean: [laughs shortly]I lived it, Cas. Okay, I know what happened.

Castiel: No. No, you think you know. You remembered it the way you needed to.

Dean: Look, I don't need to feel like hell for failing you, okay? For failing you like I've failed every other godforsaken thing that I care about! I don't need it!

Castiel: Dean. Just look at it. Really look at it. [He touches Dean on the forehead.]

FLASHBACK – PURGATORY

Dean and Castiel are running uphill towards the portal. Castiel stumbles.

Dean: Cas! Damn it! Come on!

Dean reaches the portal and steps into it. He stretches out a hand to Castiel.

Dean: Come on!

Castiel grabs Dean's hand.

Dean: I got you! Hold on!

Castiel: Dean!

Dean: Hold on!

Castiel: Dean!

Castiel breaks Dean's grip.

Castiel: Go!

The portal closes, taking Dean with it.

EXT. WAREHOUSE/FACTORY – DAY

Castiel removes his fingers from Dean's forehead.

Castiel: See, it wasn't that I was weak. I was stronger than you. I pulled away. Nothing you could have done would have saved me, because I didn't want to be saved.

Dean: What the hell are you talking about?

Castiel: It's where I belonged. I needed to do penance. After the things I did on earth and in heaven, I didn't deserve to be out. And I saw that clearly when I was there. I... I planned to stay all along. I just didn't know how to tell you. You can't save everyone, my friend... though, you try.

Sam joins Dean and Castiel.

Sam: Hey. Everything okay?

Castiel: Yeah. Just, uh... setting a few things straight.

Sam: Good. Garth is gonna lay low with the Tra...

INT. OFFICE

The scene abruptly changes to Castiel standing in a brightly lit room, looking confused.

Woman: Hello, Castiel.

A Woman wearing a suit sits behind a desk.

Castiel: Where am I?

Woman: You don't know? You're home, Castiel.

Castiel: Heaven? I've never been here before.

Woman: Not many have. My name is Naomi. We rescued you.

Castiel: Purgatory.

Naomi: An incursion of angels, which cost us many lives. Consider these chats your repayment.

Castiel: I don't understand.

Naomi: Tell me about Sam and Dean.

Castiel: The Prophet is being kept safe. The tablet has split in two and the Winchesters are trying to recover the missing piece. Why am I telling you any of this?

Naomi: It's not your concern. Help the Winchesters, come when they call. You will report in to me regularly, and you will never remember having done so.

Castiel: No. I won't do that.

Naomi: [smiling]Now, as you were. They won't even notice you were gone.

EXT. WAREHOUSE/FACTORY – DAY

Sam: ...track down the other piece. You're with us on this one, right, Cas? Cas, you okay?

Castiel: I'm – I'm fine. And, yes, I'm with you – if that's all right.

Dean nods. Castiel walks away.

Sam: It is, right? You two are good?

Dean: [looking down]Yeah.

END
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