Air Date: 24 Sep 2009

You think I'll take one look at a demon and then suddenly fall off the wagon.

Sam: As if after everything, I haven't learned my lesson.

Dean: Well, have you?

Sam shoves Dean into the wall.

Sam: This is my girlfriend, Jessica.

Sam: No! Jess!

What are you going to do? Just live some normal apple-pie life?

Not normal. Safe.

Dean: I'm a vessel?

Zachariah: You're thevessel. Michael's vessel.

Dean: The answer's no.

Where's Cas?

Chuck: The archangel smote the crap out of him.

Zachariah: How are you-

Castiel: Alive? That's a good question.

Sam: I just wish I could save people. Like I used to.

Dean: Like when you were all hopped up on demon blood?

From (...help...), Sam exorcises a demon with his mind.

Castiel: Your plan-

-to k*ll Lucifer, it's foolish-

-can't be done. I have the solution.

Castiel: I'm gonna find God.

Dean: Try New Mexico. I hear he's on a tortilla.

Castiel: I k*lled two angels this week. I rebelled, and I did it, all of it, for you, and you failed.

Sam: I'm in no shape to be hunting.

Maybe it's best we just go our separate ways.

Well, I think you're right.

EXT. GREAT PLAINS MOTEL - NIGHT

INT. MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT

Sam lies in an otherwise empty bed, trying to sleep. He opens his eyes, sighs, and rolls over. He sits up and sees Jess beside him.

Jess: Hey, baby.

Sam stares.

Jess: I missed you.

Sam keeps staring.

Sam: Jessica. I'm dreaming.

Jess: Or you're not. What's the difference? I'm here.

Sam: I miss you so much.

Jess: I know.

Jess reaches out to take Sam's hand.

Jess: I miss you too. What are you doing, Sam?

Sam: What do you mean?

Jess: Running away. Haven't we been down this road before?

Sam: No. It's different now.

Jess: Really?

Sam: Last time I wanted to be normal. This time I know I'm a freak.

Jess: Which is all a big ball of semantics. You know that.

Sam: No.

Jess: Even at Stanford you knew. You knew there was something dark inside of you. Deep down, maybe, but you knew. Maybe that's what got me k*lled.

Sam looks up, startled.

Sam: No.

Jess: I was d*ad from the moment we said hello.

Sam: No.

Jess: Don't you get it? You can't run from yourself. Why are you running now?

Sam: Why are you here, Jess?

Jess: Would you believe I'm actually trying to protect you?

Sam: From what?

Jess: You. Sooner or later the past is going to catch up to you like it always does. You know what happens then?

Sam looks down.

Jess: People die. Baby, the people closest to you die.

Sam: Don't worry because I won't make that mistake again.

Jess: Same song, different verse. Things are never gonna change with you. Ever.

Sam looks down, then back up. Jess is gone.

One Week Earlier

EXT. GREAT PLAINS MOTEL - DAY

A car pulls up in front of the motel.

Garber, Oklahoma

Sam gets out of the g*n seat.

Sam: Thanks.

DRIVER

You're welcome.

Sam goes around to the back of the car and opens the trunk.

EXT. TAFT MEMORIAL HOSPITAL - DAY

Dean closes the trunk of the Impala. He is wearing a suit and tie, in contrast to Sam's casual dress. Dean hides a long Kn*fe under the coat and goes into the hospital.

Music: Mama told me

Greeley, Pennsylvania

Music: When I was young

INT. MOTEL ROOM - DAY''

Music: Come sit beside me

Sam squirts lighter fluid onto papers in a sink.

Music: My only son

Sam lights a match and drops it in. Sam's fake IDs and credit cards, including one for the Pennsylvania state police, catch f*re.

INT. HOSPITAL - DAY

Music: And listen closely

Dean shows his Pennsylvania state police ID to a Doctor.

Dean: Hi, Detective Bill Buckner.

Doctor: Yes. How can I help you, Detective?

Music: To what I say

Dean: I'm here about those patients, the exsanguinated ones.

INT. BAR - DAY

Music: And if you do this it'll help you some sunny day

Sam is visible through the window walking up to the bar. A sign that reads "BUSBOY WANTED" is on the door.

FREE TO BE YOU AND ME

INT. BAR

Sam holds a crate full of fruit and dumps it out.

EXT. NIGHT

Dean shoves a Man onto the ground. The Man bares vampire fangs.

Dean: Eat it, Twilight.

Dean brings his Kn*fe down on the vampire's neck.

INT. BAR

Sam chops lemons.

EXT. NIGHT

Dean, face blood-spattered, hacks at the vampire's neck.

Starring

JARED PADALECKI

INT. BAR

Sam slices lemons and wipes his forehead.

EXT. NIGHT

Dean wipes his cheek, smearing some of the blood.

Music: Oh take your time

EXT. NIGHT

Dean opens the trunk of the Impala.

Music: Don't live too fast

JENSEN ACKLES

INT. BAR

Music: Troubles will come

Sam carries a rag over to the bar and starts wiping it down.

MISHA COLLINS

Music: And they will pass

A Waitress (her name is Lindsey) eyes him appreciatively and carries off somebody's glass and beer bottle.

Guest Starring

ADRIANNE PALICKI

Music: Go find a woman and you'll find love

Sam continues to clean the bar with soapy liquid.

EXT. NIGHT

Dean washes the car.

JIM BEAVER

Music: And don't forget, son

INT. Impala - NIGHT

Dean drives, listening to music.

Music: There is someone up above

Mark PELLEGRINO

Music: And be a simple

DEMORE Barnes

Music: Kind of man

EMMA BELL

Music: Oh won't you do this

Scott Michael CAMPBELL

Music: For me son, if you can

Baby be a simple

EXT. ROAD - NIGHT

The Impala drives on.

Music: Be a simple man

INT. MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT

Dean dampens a washcloth in the motel room sink and starts to clean his jacket. Castiel appears behind him. Dean sees him in the mirror and startles.

Dean: God.

Dean thumps the sink.

Dean: Don't do that.

Castiel: Hello, Dean.

Dean turns around; Castiel is inches from him.

Dean: Cas, we've talked about this. Personal space?

Castiel: My apologies.

Castiel steps back. Dean grabs his jacket and walks toward the bed.

Co-Producer

Jeremy CARVER

Dean: How'd you find me? I thought I was flying below the angel radar.

Dean rubs his ribs to illustrate the point.

Co-Producers

JERRY WANEK

SERGE LADOUCEUR

Castiel: You are. Bobby told me where you were.

Producer

TODD ARONAUER

Castiel looks around the motel room, which has no signs of Sam's presence, not even a second bed.

Castiel: Where's Sam?

Co-Executive Producer

PETER JohnSON

Dean puts on his jacket without looking at Castiel.

Dean: Me and Sam are taking separate vacations for a while. So.

Executive Producer

SERA GAMBLE

Dean: You find God yet? More importantly, can I have my damn necklace back, please?

Executive Producer

BEN EDLUND

Castiel: No, I haven't found him. That's why I'm here. I need your help.

Executive Producer

PHIL SGRICCIA

Dean: With what? God hunt? Not interested.

Castiel: It's not God. It's someone else.

Executive Producer

McG

Dean: Who?

Castiel: Archangel. The one who k*lled me.

Dean: 'scuse me?

Castiel: His name is Raphael.

Dean: You were wasted by a teenage mutant ninja angel?

Castiel: I've heard whispers that he's walking the earth. This is a rare opportunity.

Dean: For what? Revenge?

Castiel: Information.

Produced by

JIM MICHAELS

Dean goes back over to the sink, picks up his Kn*fe and a washcloth, and starts to clean the Kn*fe.

Dean: So, what, you think you can find this dude and he's just gonna spill God's address?

Created by

ERIC KRIPKE

Castiel: Yes, because we are gonna trap him and interrogate him.

Dean pauses and turns back.

Dean: You're serious about this.

Castiel turns around to face Dean. Dean drops the washcloth and walks back toward Castiel.

Written by

Jeremy CARVER

Dean: So, what, I'm Thelma and you're Louise and we're just going to hold hands and sail off this cliff together?

Directed by

J. Miller TOBIN

Castiel stares at Dean, confused. Dean goes around Castiel and does something offscreen with the Kn*fe.

Dean: Give me one good reason why I should do this.

Castiel: Because you're Michael's vessel and no angel will dare harm you.

Dean looks at Castiel.

Dean: Oh, so I'm your b*llet shield.

Castiel: I need your help because you are the only one who'll help me. Please.

Dean considers.

Dean: All right, fine. Where is he?

Castiel: Maine. Let's go.

Castiel reaches to touch Dean's forehead with two fingers. Dean leans away.

Dean: Whoa.

Castiel removes his hand.

Castiel: What?

Dean: Last time you zapped me someplace I didn't poop for a week. We're driving.

INT. BAR - NIGHT

Lindsey is throwing darts; they land near the center of the target. Sam is at the bar next to the Bartender.

Lindsey: Hey Keith, you play?

Sam: That depends. What are we playing for?

Lindsey: World peace.

Sam: Oh, is that all?

Lindsey: Can I ask you something?

Sam: sh**t.

Sam wipes his hands off on a cloth and tosses it at the bar. Lindsey retrieves her darts.

Lindsey: You finished that crossword puzzle in the kitchen?

Sam: Uh, I guess. Why?

Lindsey: The New York TimesSaturday crossword?

Sam looks down.

Sam: Was it?

Lindsey: Uh-huh. You blow into town last week, you don't talk to anybody, you're obviously highly educated. You're like this...

Sam: Riddle wrapped inside an enigma wrapped inside a taco?

Lindsey nods, smiling.

Lindsey: Here's what we play for. When I win, you buy me dinner and tell me your life story.

Sam: Sounds fair.

NEWS ANCHOR John (on TV in background)

-last year alone, standards of ? and see how that turns out-

Sam throws all three darts into the center of the target.

NEWS ANCHOR John: And now ? with ?-

Lindsey: Very mysterioso.

NEWS ANCHOR John: Spring hail, lightning strikes, and now f*re-

Lindsey: I like it.

Sam's attention is on KPJT 6 News on the TV, which shifts from one video of a hailstorm to another, then to video of trees on f*re, then to the Reporter live with f*re and firemen in the background. While the Reporter is onscreen, so is a box that says "LIVE REPORT" next to a scrollbar repeating "f*re CONSUMES TOWN, RESIDENTS FORCED TO EVACUATE..."

Reporter: -the town of Tully? tonight, John. Locals say that what started as a torrential hailstorm late this afternoon suddenly turned to massive lightning strikes that triggered the fires now consuming more than twenty acres here along the Route 17 corridor. County officials are advising all Tully residents to prepare for what could become mandatory evacuations.

The Bartender shuts the TV off.

Bartender: Damn. Is it me or does it seem like it's the end of the world?

Sam looks away.

EXT. STREET - DAY

Dean and Castiel get out of the Impala.

Waterville, Maine

Dean: And we're here why?

Castiel: A Deputy Sheriff laid eyes on the archangel.

Dean: And he still has eyes? All right, what's the plan?

Castiel: We'll...tell the officer that he witnessed an angel of the Lord, and the officer will tell us where the angel is.

Dean: Seriously? You're going to walk in there and tell him the truth?

Castiel: Why not?

Dean: Because we're humans.

Dean pulls out another fake ID and stashes it inside Castiel's coat, then adjusts Castiel's coat and tie.

Dean: And when humans want something really, really bad, we lie.

Castiel: Why?

Dean: Because that's how you become President.

INT. Sheriff's DEPARTMENT - DAY

Dean: Deputy Framingham?

The Deputy turns around. Dean holds up an FBI ID.

Dean: Hi. Alonzo Mosely, FBI. This is my partner, Eddie Moscone.

Castiel does nothing.

Dean: Also FBI.

Castiel does nothing. Dean stares at him. Castiel catches on and pulls out his FBI ID, which he displays upside-down. Dean turns it over for him.

Dean: He's, uh, he's new. Mind if we ask you a few questions?

Castiel looks at the ID, curious.

FRAMINGHAM

Yeah, sure. Talk here, though.

FRAMINGHAM indicates his right ear, leading Dean and Castiel to his office.

FRAMINGHAM

Hearing's all blown to hell in this one.

Dean: That happen recently?

FRAMINGHAM

Yeah. Gas station. Why you're here, isn't it?

Dean: Yes, it is.

They all sit down.

Dean: You mind just, uh, running us through what happened?

FRAMINGHAM

A call came in. Disturbance out at the Pump and Go on Route 4.

Dean: What kind of disturbance?

FRAMINGHAM

Would not have believed my eyes if I hadn't seen it myself. We're talking a riot. Full scale.

Dean: How many?

FRAMINGHAM

Thirty, forty, in all-out k*ll-or-be-k*lled combat?

Dean: Any idea what set them off?

Castiel: It's angels and demons, probably.

FRAMINGHAM looks at Castiel. Castiel looks back.

Castiel: They're skirmishing all over the globe.

FRAMINGHAM

Come again?

FRAMINGHAM turns back to Dean.

FRAMINGHAM

What did he say?

Dean and Castiel speak simultaneously.

Dean: Nothing. Nothing.

Castiel: Demons. Demons.

Castiel shuts up.

Dean: Demons, you know, drink, adultery. We all have our demons, Walt.

FRAMINGHAM looks back and forth.

FRAMINGHAM

I guess.

Dean looks at Castiel.

Dean: Anyway.

Dean returns his attention to FRAMINGHAM.

Dean: What happened next?

FRAMINGHAM

Freaking expl*si*n, that's what. They said it was one of those underground gas t*nk, but, uh, I don't think so.

Dean: Why not?

FRAMINGHAM

Wasn't your usual fireball. It was, um-

Castiel: Pure white.

FRAMINGHAM

Yeah. Gas station was leveled. Everyone was...it was just horrible. And I see this one guy, kneeling, real focused-like, not a damn scratch on him.

Dean: You know him?

FRAMINGHAM

Donnie Finneman. Mechanic there.

Dean: Let me guess, he just, uh, vanished into thin air?

FRAMINGHAM

Uh, no, Kolchak. He's down at Saint Pete's.

Castiel turns to Dean.

Castiel: Saint Pete's.

Dean: Thank you.

INT. HOSPITAL - DAY

DONNIE is sitting in a wheelchair, catatonic. Dean and Castiel observe him from the hallway window.

Dean: I take it that's not Raphael anymore.

Castiel: Just an empty vessel.

Dean: So is this what I'm looking at if Michael jumps in my bones?

Castiel: No, not at all. Michael is much more powerful. It'll be far worse for you.

Dean looks away.

INT. MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT

Sam has his laptop open to a calligraphed page of the Book of Revelation in Latin. Sam highlights a section and magnifies it, then picks up the phone and scrolls past Adele, Alana, Bobby, Butcher, Cassidy, Cory, Courtenay, Dan, Darilyn, and Deborah to Dean. He stares at the highlighted number for a moment, (212) 555-0113, and scrolls up to Bobby.

INT. Bobby's HOUSE - NIGHTalternating with INT. MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT

The phone rings. Bobby answers.

Bobby: Sam?

Sam: Hey Bobby. How you doing?

Bobby: Well I ain't running any marathons, but I'll live.

Sam laughs.

Bobby: Where are you?

Sam: Uh, Garber, Oklahoma. I found a town up the road showing some Revelation omens.

Bobby: What omens?

Sam: All right, listen to this. 'And upon his rising there shall be hail and f*re mixed with blood.'

Bobby: Well ain't that delightful.

Sam: Yeah. But we already got hailstorms and f*re so I'm guessing blood can't be too far behind.

Bobby: Okay.

Sam: What?

Bobby: There a reason you're calling?

Sam: Dean didn't tell you?

Bobby: He told me.

Sam: Yeah. So I just thought you might want to find out who's in the area and put a man on this.

Bobby: Okay, let me see if I can think of the best hunter who might be in the immediate vicinity-oh, that'd be you.

Sam: I can't, Bobby, I'm sitting this one out.

Bobby: Sam-

Sam: I gotta go. I'm so sorry.

Bobby: Hold on, Sam-

Sam hangs up. Bobby throws down the phone.

INT. HOUSE - DAY

Dean walks through the empty cabin, paging through John's journal. He sets it down on the table and turns. Castiel is there, holding a ceramic jar.

Dean: Where've you been?

Castiel: Jerusalem.

Dean: Oh, how was it?

Castiel: Arid.

Castiel sets the jar on the table.

Dean: What's that?

Castiel: It's oil. It's very special. Very rare.

Castiel sits down.

Dean: Okay, so we trap Raphael with a nice vinaigrette?

Castiel: No.

Dean: So this ritual of yours, when does it got to go down?

Castiel: Sunrise.

Dean: Tell me something. You keep saying we're gonna trap this guy. Isn't that kinda like trapping a hurricane with a butterfly net?

Castiel: No, it's harder.

Dean: Do we have any chance of surviving this?

Castiel: You do.

Dean: So odds are you're a d*ad man tomorrow.

Castiel: Yes.

Dean: Well. Last night on earth. What are your plans?

Castiel: I just thought I'd sit here quietly.

Dean: Come on, anything? Booze, women?

Castiel looks at Dean and away, uncomfortable.

Dean: You have been with women before. Right? Or an angel, at least?

Castiel rubs the back of his neck.

Dean: You mean to tell me you've never been up there doing a little cloud-seeding?

Castiel: I've never had occasion, okay?

Dean: All right.

Dean grabs his jacket.

Dean: Let me tell you something. There are two things I know for certain. One, Bert and Ernie are gay. Two, you are not gonna die a virgin. Not on my watch. Let's go.

Dean leaves. Castiel stares after him, then follows.

INT. BAR - NIGHT

A patron plays pool. Sam takes a tray of empty glasses and trash.

Man: Hey, Sam.

Sam ignores him.

Man: Sam.

Lindsey: Sam? What happened to Keith?

Sam puts down the tray and looks over.

Sam: Wait, what?

Lindsey gestures at the Man, whose name is TIM, and his two companions, REGGIE and STEVE.

Lindsey: He called you Sam.

Sam: Yeah. Uh. Sam's my middle name.

Lindsey laughs.

Lindsey: Keith Sam? Man, I'm sorry.

TIM

Well, actually, it's Samuel, so it's not quite as dumb as it sounds.

Lindsey: Are you guys friends?

STEVE

Hunting buddies. With his dad. Samuel here is quite the hunter himself.

Lindsey: Wow. You k*lled deer and things?

TIM

Yeah, and things.

Sam: Um. Why don't I get you guys some drinks?

The three hunters sit at a table. Sam puts beers in front of them and takes the fourth seat.

TIM

Sorry. Didn't mean to bust you back there.

Sam: It's all right. So what's up?

TIM

Bobby called.

Sam: And?

TIM

You were right. Major demon block party going on.

Sam: But why? What are they up to?

STEVE

Don't know yet.

REGGIE

Bobby told us you were off limits. That true?

Sam: Yeah, that's right.

TIM

That's fine in theory and all, but we could really use all hands on deck here.

Sam: I know you could. But I can't. I'm sorry.

STEVE

Why not?

Sam: It's personal.

TIM

Look, man, what baggage is so heavy it can't be stowed away for the freaking apocalypse?

Sam: Like I said-

REGGIE

Yeah. You're sorry. Heard it the first time.

TIM

Suit yourself. More for us then, right?

Sam: Good luck.

TIM

But hey. Beers are on you when we get back.

Sam: Yeah, you bet.

Lindsey: So your parents were drunk when they named you and you sh**t Bambi?

Sam: It's a long story.

Lindsey: That is it. Enough with the kung fu wandering the earth thing. I'm gonna buy you dinner and we're gonna talk.

Sam: Lindsey, I can't.

Lindsey: No. The only way to avoid bloodshed is to say yes.

INT. BROTHEL BAR - NIGHT

Dean drinks. Castiel looks terrified.

Dean: Hey. Relax.

Castiel: This is a den of iniquity. I should not be here.

Dean: Dude, you full-on rebelled against heaven. Iniquity is one of the perks.

A HOOKER approaches. Dean notices.

Dean: Showtime.

HOOKER

Hi. What's your name?

Castiel tries not to look at her.

Dean: Cas.

Castiel startles.

Dean: His name is Cas. What's your name?

HOOKER

Chastity.

Dean: Chastity.

Castiel drinks his beer.

Dean: Wow. Is that kismet or what, buddy? Well, he likes you, you like him, so dayenu.

CHASTITY tugs Castiel up.

CHASTITY

Come on, baby.

Dean catches Castiel on the way past.

Dean: Hey, listen. Take this.

Dean holds out a handful of money.

Dean: If she asks for a credit card, no. Now just stick to the basics, okay? Do not order off the menu. Go get her, tiger.

Castiel stays still.

Dean: Don't make me push you.

Castiel takes the money and turns to follow CHASTITY. Another HOOKER walks past; Dean follows her. She and Dean clink glasses at the bar.

Dean: Well, cheers to you.

A scream offscreen. Dean goes to investigate.

INT. BROTHEL BACK CORRIDOR - NIGHT

CHASTITY

Get out of my face! Leave me alone! Bastard! Screw you, jerk!

She throws something at Castiel, who is a little disheveled.

CHASTITY

I'll k*ll you!

She storms past Dean.

CHASTITY

Screw you too! God! Oh! Jerk!

Dean approaches Castiel.

Dean: The hell did you do?

Castiel: I don't know. I just looked her in the eyes and told her it wasn't her fault that her father Gene ran off. It was because he hated his job at the post office.

Dean: Oh, no, man.

Castiel: What?

Dean: This whole industry runs on absent fathers. It's, it's the natural order.

Two BOUNCERS enter from the door CHASTITY left through.

Dean: We should go. Come on.

He and Castiel head for the door at the opposite end of the corridor.

EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT

Dean is laughing as he closes the door behind himself and Castiel.

Castiel: What's so funny?

Dean: Oh, nothing. Whoo. It's been a long time since I've laughed that hard. It's been more than a long time. Years.

Dean's face falls as he realizes.

INT. BAR - NIGHT

Sam and Lindsey are sitting at a table, eating.

Lindsey: So...you gonna tell me who those guys back there really were? And don't say hunting buddies.

Sam: Okay. Um. We used to be in the Same business together.

Lindsey: What business?

Sam: How's your salad?

Lindsey: Witness protection, right? From Mafia?

Sam: I'm not Mafia.

Lindsey: Okay, I get it. Don't mean to pry, my bad.

Sam: I used to be in business with my brother. Truth is I was pretty good at the job. But...I made some mistakes, I did some stuff I'm not so proud of, and people got hurt. A lot of people.

Lindsey: What was your poison?

Sam: Sorry?

Lindsey: Come on. You were hooked on something, I know the look.

Lindsey pulls a medallion out of her pocket.

Lindsey: Three years sober.

Sam: You work in a bar.

Lindsey: So do you. Look, Keith. I don't know you and I'm the last person to be giving advice, but I do know that no one has ever done anything so bad that they can't be forgiven. They can't change.

INT. HOSPITAL - DAY

A nurse walks down the hallway. Dean watches her go and slips into the room, shutting the door behind him and closing the shades. Castiel is already inside; he pours the oil in a circle around DONNIE's wheelchair.

Castiel: When the oil burns, no angel can touch or pass through the flames, or he dies.

Dean: Okay, so we trap him in a steel cage of holy f*re, but one question. How the hell do we get him here?

Castiel: Very simple. There's, well, almost an open phone line between a vessel and his angel. One just has to know how to dial.

Castiel leans down to DONNIE's ear and chants in Enochian.

Castiel: I'm here, Raphael. Come and get me, you little bastard.

Castiel leaves the oil circle.

Dean: Just out of curiosity, what is the average customer wait time to speak to an archangel?

Castiel: Be ready.

Castiel lights a match and drops it on the oil, which bursts into a ring of flame.

EXT. ROAD - NIGHT

Dean and Castiel drive up to a house.

Dean: Well that's a day I'll never get back.

INT. HOUSE - NIGHT

Dean and Castiel enter the house.

Castiel: Dean, wait.

Bright light.

DONNIE is already inside the cabin, flaring with lightning in the shape of wings; now he is RAPHAEL. Lightbulbs shatter.

RAPHAEL

Castiel.

Castiel: Raphael.

Castiel and Dean walk closer.

Dean: And I thought you were supposed to be impressive. All you do is black out the room.

RAPHAEL

And the Eastern Seaboard.

Lightning flashes outside.

RAPHAEL

It is a testament to my unending mercy that I do not smite you here and now.

Dean: Or maybe you're full of crap. Maybe you're afraid God will bring Cas back to life again and smite you and your candy-ass skirt. By the way, hi, I'm Dean.

RAPHAEL

I know who you are. And now, thanks to him, I know where you are.

Castiel: You won't k*ll him. You wouldn't dare.

RAPHAEL

But I will take him to Michael.

Dean: Well then. Sounds terrifying. It does. But, uh, hate to tell you, I'm not going anywhere with you.

Dean grabs a beer.

RAPHAEL

Surely you remember Zachariah giving you stomach cancer?

Dean: Yeah, that was, that was hilarious.

RAPHAEL

Well, he doesn't have anything close to my imagination.

Dean: Yeah? I bet you didn't imagine one thing.

RAPHAEL

What?

Dean: We knew you were coming, you stupid son of a bitch.

Dean lights his lighter and drops it. Holy oil ignites in a circle around RAPHAEL.

Dean: Don't look at me, it was his idea.

Castiel: Where is he?

RAPHAEL

God? Didn't you hear? He's d*ad, Castiel. d*ad.

INT. BAR - NIGHT

Sam wipes down a table. The door chimes open and someone comes in.

Sam: Bar's closed.

Sam turns around.

Sam: Hey.

TIM

Something you want to tell me, Sam?

Sam: What? No.

TIM

You sure about that?

Sam: I-I don't know-jeez. Are you okay? Where are Reggie and Steve?

TIM

Oh, Steve's good, he's, uh, his guts are lying roadside outside the ? five and dime.

Sam: I'm sorry.

TIM

Sorry don't cut it, Sam.

Sam: What do you want me to say?

TIM

The truth.

Sam says nothing.

TIM

Okay, fine. Let me give you some of my own, then. We go into town, we catch ourselves a demon, we get jumped by ten more. Steve bought it.

Sam: I'm sorry.

TIM

Saying it twice don't make it so, Sam. You see, this demon, he, uh, he told us things. Crazy things, things about you, Sam.

Sam: Demons lie.

TIM

Yeah. I'm gonna ask you one last time. The truth. Now.

The door chimes again. REGGIE comes in, hauling Lindsey.

Sam: Lindsey!

REGGIE holds a Kn*fe to Lindsey's neck.

Lindsey: What's going on?

INT. HOUSE - NIGHT

RAPHAEL

But there's no other explanation. He's gone for good.

Castiel: You're lying.

RAPHAEL

Am I? Do you remember the twentieth century? Think the twenty-first is going any better? Do you think God would have let any of that happen if he were alive?

Dean: Oh yeah? Well then who invented the Chinese basket trick?

RAPHAEL

Careful. That's my father you're talking about, boy.

Dean: Yeah, who would be so proud to know his sons started the frigging apocalypse.

RAPHAEL

Who ran off and disappeared. Who left no instructions and a world to run.

Dean: Daddy ran away and disappeared. He didn't happen to work for the post office, did he?

RAPHAEL

This is funny to you? You're living in a godless universe.0

Dean: And? What, you and the other kids just decided to throw an apocalypse while he was gone?

RAPHAEL

We're tired. We just want it to be over. We just want...paradise.

Dean: So, what, God dies and makes you the boss and you decide you can do whatever you want?

RAPHAEL

Yes. And whatever we want, we get.

The windows burst in.

INT. BAR - NIGHT

Sam: Just take it easy, okay? Put the Kn*fe down.

REGGIE puts the Kn*fe down on the bar but keeps hold of Lindsey.

Sam: It's true. What the demons said, it's all true.

TIM

Keep going.

Sam: Why? You gonna hate me any less? Am I gonna hate myself any less? What do you want?

TIM

I want to hear you say it.

Sam: I did it. I started the apocalypse.

INT. HOUSE - NIGHT

Castiel: If God is d*ad, why have I returned? Who brought me back?

RAPHAEL

Did it ever occur to you that maybe Lucifer raised you?

Castiel: No.

RAPHAEL

Think about it. He needs all the rebellious angels he can find. You know it adds up.

Castiel: Let's go.

RAPHAEL

Castiel, I'm warning you. Do not leave me here. I will find you.

Castiel: Maybe one day. But today, you're my little bitch.

Castiel leaves. Dean follows, pausing.

Dean: What he said.

INT. BAR - NIGHT

TIM holds up a test tube of red liquid. Sam stares at it.

Sam: What is that?

TIM

What do you think it is? It's go juice, Sammy boy.

Sam: Get that away from me.

TIM

Away from you? This is for you. Hell if that demon wasn't right as rain. Down the hatch, son.

Sam: You're insane.

TIM

Here's what's gonna happen. You're gonna drink this, Hulk out, and you're gonna waste every one of the demon scum that k*lled my best friend.

TIM nods at Lindsey, whom REGGIE has just handcuffed to the bar.

TIM

Or she dies.

Sam: You wouldn't do that.

TIM

It's funny how watching your best friend die changes that.

REGGIE and TIM advance on Sam, who retreats.

TIM

Come on, you know you want it, Sam. Just reach out and take it.

REGGIE charges Sam, who tosses him into the pool table. TIM joins in, he and REGGIE restraining Sam and pouring the demon blood into his mouth, then holding his mouth closed so he'll swallow. They drop Sam and back away. Sam gets up.

TIM

There, was that really so bad?

Sam spits it in TIM's eye and pounds him and REGGIE both, then grabs TIM, slams him into the bar, takes REGGIE's Kn*fe, and holds it to TIM's throat. He notices Lindsey watching, scared, and throws TIM over to REGGIE.

Sam: Go.

TIM

Don't think we won't be back.

Sam: Don't think I won't be here.

INT. Impala - NIGHT

Dean drives. Castiel rides g*n.

Dean: You okay?

Castiel is silent.

Dean: Look, I'll be the first to tell you that this little crusade of yours is nuts, but I do know a little something about missing fathers.

Castiel: What do you mean?

Dean: I mean every time I was looking for my dad when all logic said that he was d*ad, but I knew in my heart he was still alive. Who cares what some ninja turtle says, Cas, what do you believe?

Castiel: I believe he's out there.

Dean: Good. Go find him.

Castiel: What about you?

Dean: What about me? I don't know. Honestly, I'm good. I can't believe I'm saying that, but I am, I'm really good.

Castiel: Even without your brother?

Dean: Especially without my brother. I mean, I spent so much time worrying about the son of a bitch. I mean, I've had more fun with you in the past twenty-four hours than I've had with Sam in years, and you're not that much fun. It's funny, you know, I've been so chained to my family, but now that I'm alone, hell, I'm happy.

Dean looks over; the g*n seat is empty.

EXT. GREAT PLAINS MOTEL - NIGHT

INT. MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT

Sam sleeps alone.

Jess: Sam. Sam.

Sam wakes up and looks around. Jess is back. He kisses her on the neck; she rolls over to face him.

Jess: So. This is your life now? Think you can just live forever with your head buried in the sand?

Sam: I love you, Jess.

Sam sits up in bed, turning away from Jess, who sits up too.

Sam: God knows how much I miss you, too. But you're wrong. People can change. There is reason for hope.

Jess: No, Sam. There isn't.

Sam: How can you be so sure?

Lucifer: Because you freed me.

Sam turns, sees Lucifer where he expected Jess, and stands up and backs away.

Lucifer: That's right. You know who I am.

Sam: Lucifer.

Lucifer: You are a hard one to find, Sam. Harder than most humans. I don't suppose you'd tell me where you are?

Sam: What do you want with me?

Lucifer: Thanks to you, I walk the earth. I want to give you a gift. I want to give you everything.

Sam: I don't want anything from you.

Lucifer: I'm so sorry, Sam, I, I really am, but Nick here is just an improvisation. Plan B. He can barely contain me without spontaneously combusting.

Sam: What are you talking about?

Lucifer stands and moves closer to Sam.

Lucifer: Why do you think you were in that chapel? You're the one, Sam. You're my vessel. My true vessel.

Sam: No.

Lucifer: Yes.

Sam: No. That'll never happen.

Lucifer: I'm sorry, but it will. I will find you. And when I do, you will let me in. I'm sure of it.

Sam: You need my consent.

Lucifer: Of course. I'm an angel.

Sam: I will k*ll myself before letting you in.

Lucifer: I'll just bring you back.

Lucifer sighs.

Lucifer: Sam. My heart breaks for you. The weight on your shoulders, what you've done, what you still have to do. It is more than anyone could bear. If there was some other way...but there isn't. I will never lie to you. I will never trick you. But you will say yes to me.

Sam: You're wrong.

Lucifer: I'm not. I think I know you better than you know yourself.

Sam: Why me?

Lucifer: Because it had to be you, Sam. It always had to be you.

Sam looks up. Lucifer is gone.
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