Originally aired: 25/09/2008
Writer: Sera Gamble
Director: Phil Sgriccia
Guest Stars: Jim Beaver as Bobby Singer, Nikki Aycox
as Meg Masters, C. Malik Whitfield as Agent Henrickson
Official WB Description
MEG AND AGENT HENRICKSEN
RETURN TO HAUNT SAM AND DEAN Sam and Dean are stunned
when the spirits of Meg and Agent Henricksen appear
and accuse the Winchesters of failing them. Although
rattled, the brothers must pull together to save Bobby
, who is too crippled with guilt to fight off the angry
ghosts of the young children he couldn't save.
Full Synopsis
A
woman is sleeping on her couch with the TV on when it
suddenly starts to flicker, and she wakes up. She realizes
she can see her breath it’s so cold, and she jumps
up and runs for her closet. Inside she has a whole arsenal,
she’s obviously a hunter. As she does her phone
rings, and her answering machine picks up “Hi
it’s Olivia – leave a message.” Bobby’s
voice says “Olivia can you call me back? I’ve
got something big.” She ignores it and picks up
an EMF meter, it immediately begins humming. She grabs
a gun and loads it, then heads back into the other room.
Suddenly a man appears behind her, she whirls around
and looks at him. “You…” she says,
shocked. She shoots him and he disappears, and she quickly
puts a line of salt in the doorway, but he appears right
outside the salt, staring at her. “I’m sorry,”
she says desperately, standing up. “I’m
so sorry.” But when she turns around, he is right
behind her.
Bobby’s house
“Well tell me what else it could have been,”
Sam says to Dean. The boys are bickering as Bobby is
busy reading. “All I know is that I was not...
groped by an angel,” Dean says. “Look, Dean,
why do you think this… Castiel would lie to you
about it?” Sam asks. “Maybe he’s some
kind of demon,” Dean suggests angrily. “Demons
lie.” “A demon who’s immune to salt
rounds? And Devil’s Traps? And Ruby’s knife?
Dean, Lillith is scared of that thing,” Sam says.
“Don’t you think that if angels were real,
that some hunter, somewhere, would have seen one. At
some point! Ever,” Dean says. “Yeah. You
just did, Dean,” Sam says with a bit of a smile.
Dean looks annoyed. “I’m trying to come
up with a theory here, okay? Work with me.” “Dean,
we have a theory,” Sam argues. “Yeah, one
with a little less fairy dust on it, please!”
Dean replies. “Look, I’m not saying I know
for sure, I’m just saying that I think…”
Sam begins, but Dean cuts in. “That’s the
point, okay? We don’t know for sure. So I’m
not going to believe that this thing is a freakin angel
of the Lord because it said so!” Dean yells. “You
two chuckleheads wanna keep arguing religion, or you
wanna come take a look at this?” Bobby cuts in.
The boys look at each other, then walk over. “I’ve
got stacks of lore,” Bobby begins. “It all
says an angel can snatch a soul from the pit.”
“What else could do it?” Dean asks. “Airlift
your ass out of the hotbox? As far as I can tell, nothing,”
Bobby replies. Sam looks at Dean, who looks troubled.
Sam smiles. “Dean, this is good news.” “How?”
Dean replies. “Because for once, this isn’t
just another round of demon crap. I mean maybe you were
saved by one of the good guys, you know?” Sam
says. “Okay. Say it’s true. There are angels.
Then what, there’s a God?” Dean asks, looking
incredulous. “At this point, Vegas money’s
on yeah,” Bobby says. “Okay look, I know
you’re not all choir boy about this, but this
is becoming less and less about faith, and more and
more about proof,” Sam says firmly. “Proof?
Proof that there’s a God out there that actually
gives a crap about me, personally? I’m sorry,
but I’m not buying it!” Dean says. “Why
not?” Sam asks. “Because why me?”
Dean replies. “If there is a God out there, why
would he give a crap about me?” he goes on, ignoring
Sam’s interruptions. “I mean I’ve
saved some people, I figure that’s made up for
the stealing and the dishing chicks. But why do I deserve
to get saved? I’m just a regular guy.” “Well
apparently you’re a regular guy who’s important
to the man upstairs,” Sam says with a smile. Dean
looks at him and Bobby. “Well that creeps me out.
I mean, I don’t like getting singled out at birthday
parties, much less by… God.” “Okay
well, too bad, Dean. Because I think he wants you to
strap on your party hat,” Sam says. Dean looks
awkward. “Fine. Well, what do we know about angels?”
Bobby pulls out a huge stack of books. “Start
reading,” he says. Dean points at Sam. “You’re
gonna get me some pie,” he says, grabbing a book.
Sam
pulls up to a store in the Impala, talking on his cellphone.
“Yes, Dean, I’ll get the chips. Dude. When
have I ever forgotten the pie? Exactly.” He suddenly
sees Ruby, standing beside the store, and quickly says
he has to go and hangs up. He walks over. “Is
it true?” she says. “Did an angel rescue
Dean?” “You heard,” he says. “Who
hasn’t?” she asks. “We’re not
one hundred percent sure, but I think so,” Sam
replies. “Okay,” she says, staring at him.
“Bye, Sam.” She starts to leave, but he
grabs her arm. “What’s going on?”
he asks. “Sam, they’re angels. I’m
a demon. They’re not gonna care if I’m being
helpful. They smite first, and then they ask questions
later,” she replies. “What do you know about
them?” Sam asks. “Not much. I’ve never
met one, and I don’t really wanna,” she
says. “All I know is that they scare the holy
hell out of me. Watch yourself, Sam.” Sam laughs.
“I’m not scared of angels.” She looks
at him a moment, and then walks away.
Bobby’s
place
Bobby and Dean are packing stuff when Sam pulls up in
the Impala. Bobby comes over and leans in the window,
telling him that he’s been trying to reach his
friend Olivia for three days about the angel thing,
and she hasn’t answered. “Olivia Lowry –
hunter, right?” Sam asks. “Yeah. You guys
follow me,” Bobby says, walking away. Dean makes
Sam move over so he can drive, and Sam hands him the
bag of food he bought. Dean looks through it and then
stops. “Dude?” he says. “Yup?”
Sam says. “Where’s the pie?” Dean
asks, staring at Sam in surprise.
Olivia’s
house
The boys and Bobby go into her house with shotguns at
the ready, calling her name, but no one answers. As
they go around a corner, Bobby stops, staring in horror,
and then walks out of the house. The boys approach,
and Sam notices a salt line. They look at the body of
Olivia – the chest is ripped open. Dean goes to
her open closet, and picks up something. “Olivia
was rocking the EMF meter,” he says. Sam nods.
“Spirit activity.” “Yeah, on steroids.
I’ve never seen a ghost do this to a person,”
Dean admits. Bobby walks back in, and Dean asks if he’s
alright. “I called some hunters nearby,”
Bobby begins. “Good, we could use the help,”
Dean replies. “They ain’t answering their
phones, either,” Bobby finishes. “Something’s
up, huh?” Sam says. “You think?” Bobby
says.
In
another hunter’s home – Jed - Dean has left
a message saying that they think that there’s
something happening to hunters. But we see now that
he is dead as well, and blood is all over, his chest
is ripped open too.
Leaving
Jed’s house, Dean is talking to Bobby on the phone.
He tells him that Jed looks even worse than Olivia,
and asks what’s going on with Bobby. Bobby says
he’s checked on two more hunters. “They’ve
redecorated,” he says. “In red.” “What
the hell is going on here, Bobby?” Dean asks as
the boys get in the Impala. Bobby says he doesn’t
know, but until they figure out the boys had better
stay at his place.
Sam
pulls up outside a gas station and begins filling up
the car, Dean is asleep inside. We see a dark shape
watching Sam across the parking lot. Sam goes inside
to the restrooms. He’s washing his hands when
suddenly the air goes cold. He looks up to see ice crystals
appearing all over the mirror. With one hand, he wipes
a streak on the mirror, only to see a familiar face
reflected in the mirror behind him. He whirls around.
“Hi Sam,” says Victor Henriksen. “It’s
been a while.” “Henriksen. Are you –
did you -?” Sam begins, but Henriksen suddenly
flashes in front of him, and Sam knows it’s a
spirit. “I didn’t survive, if that’s
what you’re asking,” Victor says. “I’m
sorry,” Sam says. “I know you are,”
Victor says. “Look if we’d known Lillith
was coming…” Sam begins, but Victor cuts
him off. “You wouldn’t have let it happen
– dozens of innocent people in that police station
died in your place. You did this to me. It was your
fault, she was after you and I paid the price! You left
us there to die!” Victor suddenly shoves Sam into
the lockers behind him, continuing to beat him up and
throw him around until suddenly a shotgun goes off,
and he disappears as Dean bursts in.
Bobby’s
house
Bobby is preparing things when his lights start flickering.
He sees his breath, and hears children giggling. He
hurries to grab an iron bar, and then begins to walk
around his house. The radio turns on, and Bobby continues
to walk. He hears more giggling, and heads toward his
stairs. From the top of the stairs comes bouncing a
little ball, and Bobby then turns around. Behind them
are two little girls.
On
the road
“Dammit, Bobby, pick up!” Dean is saying
into the cellphone as the boys drive. “How’re
you feeling, huh? How many fingers am I holding up?”
he says to Sam. “None, I’ll be fine, Dean,”
Sam replies. “Henriksen?” Dean asks. “Yup.”
“Why, what did he want?” “Revenge,
cause we got him killed,” Sam replies. Dean looks
at him. “Sam.” “Well we did, Dean,”
Sam says. “Alright, stop right there,” Dean
cuts in. “Whatever the hell is going on, it’s
happening to us now. I can’t get a hold of Bobby,
so if you’re not thinking answers, don’t
think at all.”
Bobby’s
house
The boys head in with shotguns, calling Bobby’s
name. They go through the house, and find the iron bar
Bobby was holding. Dean motions up the stairs –“I’ll
go, you check outside.” The boys split up.
Outside,
Sam walks among all the cars in the junkyard, calling
Bobby. Meanwhile in the back of a car, high up on a
stack of old cars, the two little girls are holding
Bobby captive, one has a hand over his mouth.
Upstairs,
Dean calls Bobby. A door nearby shuts, and then another
one at the end of the hall opens. Dean edges forward.
“Come out come out, whoever you are,” he
says. Suddenly, behind him, someone appears. “Dean
Winchester,” she says. “Still so bossy.”
Dean turns around. “You don’t recognize
me?” she says. Dean suddenly remembers - Meg.
“This is what I looked like before that demon
cut off my hair and dressed me like a slut,” she
says. “Meg?” Dean says. “Hi,”
she says with a grin. She starts to move forward, and
Dean aims the gun at her, but she holds up her hands.
“It’s okay. I’m not a demon.”
“You’re the girl the demon possessed,”
Dean says. “Meg Masters,” she says. “Nice
to finally talk to you when I’m not –you
know – choking. On my own blood.” She starts
forward again. “It’s okay. Seriously. I’m
just a college girl. Sorry – was. I was walking
home one night and got jumped, by all this smoke. Next
thing you know I’m a prisoner. In here.”
She points to her head. “Now I was awake –
I had to watch, while she murdered people.” “I’m
sorry,” Dean says quietly. “Oh yeah? So
sorry you had me thrown off a building?” she says.
“Well we thought…” Dean begins. “No
you didn’t think,” she yells. “I kept
waiting, praying! I was trapped in there, screaming
at you, just help me, please! You’re supposed
to help people, Dean, why didn’t you help me?”
“I’m sorry,” Dean says again. “Stop
saying you’re sorry!” she yells, hitting
him and knocking him onto the floor. “Meg –
Meg…” he tries to say, but she kicks him.
“We didn’t know!” he says. “No,”
she says. “You just attacked. Did you ever think
there was a girl in here? No. You just charged in, slashing
and burning. You think you’re some kind of hero?”
Dean looks at her. “No, I don’t.”
She grabs his jacket. “Damn right.” He looks
down at her hand and sees a strange mark on it. “Do
you have any idea what it’s like – to be
ridden for months by pure evil?” she goes on.
“While your family has no idea what happened to
you?” “We did the best we could,”
Dean says, and she shoves him violently away, and continues
to kick him.
Outside
in the car, the two little girls continue to keep Bobby
captive. “Are you scared, Bobby? We were scared,
Bobby. When the monster came for us. And grabbed us
tight. We couldn’t even scream. You were right
there, Bobby. You were in the house – you were
so close.”
Meanwhile
Sam is still looking. He notices his breath in the air,
and searches frantically through cars, pulling open
trunks and looking inside, but nothing.
“You
could’ve saved us, Bobby,” one of the little
girls goes on. “You walked right past that door.
The monster had us. And you didn’t find us. And
now they won’t find you.”
Inside,
Meg is continuing. “It wasn’t just me, Dean,”
she says as he tries to pick himself up off the floor.
“I had a sister. A little sister. She worshipped
me. You know how little siblings are, right? How they’ll
do anything for you? She was never the same after I
disappeared. She just… she just got lost. And
when my body was lying in the morgue – beat up,
broken – do you know what that did to her?”
She savagely kicks Dean again. “She killed herself!
Because of you, Dean! Because all you were thinking
about was your family! Your revenge and your demons!
Fifty words of Latin a little sooner and I’d still
be alive. My baby sister would still be alive. That
blood is on your hands, Dean!” “You’re
right,” Dean says, but she attacks him again anyway.
Outside,
Sam finally finds the right car, and climbs up, trying
to pry the door open, but the little girls throw him
backwards, down onto a car windshield. He quickly hits
one of them with the iron bar, and Bobby takes care
of the next one.
Inside,
Dean crawls through the house with Meg following him.
He finally manages to get a gun out of his jacket, and
rolls over to aim it at her. “Come on, Dean,”
she says, smiling. “Did your brain get french-fried
in Hell? You can’t shoot me with bullets.”
“I’m not shooting you,” he says, and
shoots an iron chandelier that is hanging on the ceiling,
it drops down right on top of her, and she disappears.
“So
they’re all people we know?” Sam says, once
they are all back together again in Bobby’s house.
“Not just know – that we couldn’t
save,” Dean replies from the couch, where he is
loading guns. “Hey, I saw something on Meg. Did
she have a tattoo when she was alive?” “I
don’t think so,” Sam says. “It was
like a mark, on her hand. Almost like a brand,”
Dean says. “I saw a mark too, on Henriksen,”
Sam realizes. “What did it look like?” Bobby
asks, and Sam draws a picture on some paper. “I
may have seen this before,” Bobby says. “We
gotta move. Follow me.” He hands the boys a ton
of books. “Where are we going?” Sam asks.
“Someplace safe, you idjit,”Bobby replies.
He
takes the boys to his basement, and opens a big door.
Dean and Sam exchange glances, then walk inside. On
the ceiling there is a fan, in a pentagram shape. Bobby
turns on the lights, and they see that there is a Devil’s
trap on the floor, and weapons all over the walls. There
is also beds. Sam touches the walls. “Is this…?”
“Solid iron. Completely coated with salt,”
Bobby replies. “One hundred percent ghost proof.”
“You built a panic room?” Sam says with
a grin. “I had a weekend off,” Bobby says.
“Bobby,” says Dean. “You’re
awesome.” He laughs and then looks at the wall.
“Oh.” They all look. There is a poster of
Bo Derek on the wall.
The
boys are loading shotgun shells full of rock salt when
Dean looks at Sam. “See, this is why I can’t
get behind God. If he doesn’t exist, fine. Bad
crap happens to good people. That’s how it is.
No rhyme or reason, just random, horrible evil, I get
it. I can roll with that. But if he is out there? What’s
wrong with him? Where the hell is he while all these
decent people are getting torn to shreds? How does he
live with himself, you know? Why doesn’t he help.”
The boys look at Bobby. “I ain’t touchin’
this one with a ten foot pole,” Bobby says firmly.
“Yeah…” Dean says. “Found it,”
Bobby says, changing the subject. “The symbol
you saw – brand on the ghosts? Mark of the Witness.”
“Witness – witness to what?” Sam asks.
“The unnatural. None of them died what you’d
call ordinary deaths. See, these ghosts – they
were forced to rise. They woke up in agony. They’re
like rabid dogs – it ain’t their fault.
Someone rose ‘em. On purpose.” “Who?”
Sam asks. “Do I look like I know?” Bobby
says. “But whoever it was, they used a spell so
powerful it left a mark. A brand on their souls. Whoever
did this had big plans. It’s called the “Rising
of the Witnesses”. It figures into an ancient
prophecy.” “Wait wait – what book
is that prophecy from?” Dean asks, walking over
to join Bobby and Sam. “Well the widely distributed
version’s just for tourists, you know. But, long
story short – Revelations. This is a sign, boys.”
“A sign of what?” the boys ask in unison.
“The apocalypse,” Bobby replies. “The
apocalypse?” Dean says. “Yep,” Bobby
replies. “As in apocalypse apocalypse?”
Dean says. “As in the four horsemen, pestilence,
five-dollar-a-gallon-of-gas apocalpyse?” “That’s
the one,” Bobby says. “The Rise of the Witnesses
is a mile marker.” “Okay so what do we do
now?” Sam asks. “Road trip,” Dean
says. “Grand Canyon, Star Trek Experience…
Bunny Ranch.” “First things first,”
Bobby says. “How about we survive our friends
out there.” “Great – any ideas except
for staying in this room until Judgement Day?”
Dean asks. “It’s a spell,” Bobby says.
“To send the Witnesses back to rest. Should work.”
“Should?” Sam asks with an unamused laugh.
“Great.” “If I can translate it correctly.
I think I’ve got everything we need here at the
house.” “Any chance you’ve got everything
we need here in this room?” Dean asks hopefully.
“So you thought our luck was going to start now,
all of a sudden?” Bobby replies sarcastically.
“Spell’s gotta be cast over an open fire.”
“The fireplace in the library,” Sam realizes.
“Bingo,” Bobby says. “This is not
as appealing as a… ghost-proof panic room,”
Dean says. “You know?” Sam sighs.
As
they load guns and get ready, Bobby says “Cover
each other. Aim careful. Don’t run out of ammo
until I’m done, or they’ll shred ya. Ready?”
He opens the door leading out of the panic room. They
edge out, guns at the ready, when suddenly they see
someone sitting at the top of the stairs. “Hey
Dean,” he says. It’s Ronald Resnik, from
the bank. “Remember me?” “Ronald!
With the uh – laser eyes!” Dean says with
a grin. “Wish I could say it’s good to see
you.” “I am dead because of you,”
Ronald says, standing up. “You were supposed to
help me!” A shotgun goes off and Ronald disappears,
the boys both turn to look at Bobby. “You gotta
shoot, shoot,” he says. “Don’t talk.”
They
hurry to the library, where they begin setting up the
books and salt lines, and start a fire. “Upstairs,
linen closet,” Bobby says to Sam. “Red hex
box. It’ll be heavy.” Sam takes off to get
it. The two little girls reappear, and begin to talk
to Bobby, but Dean shoots them and they’re gone.
“Kitchen. Cutlery drawer. It’s got a false
bottom,” Bobby says to Dean. “Gimlock –
Opium, Wormwood.” “Opium?” Dean says
incredulously. “Go!” Bobby says and Dean
goes. “Bobby?” The two little girls are
back. “You walked right by us,” they begin.
“While that monster ate us all up. You could’ve
saved us.”
Upstairs,
Sam looks for the linen closet. He finally finds it
and grabs the red hex box, only to have Meg appear behind
him. “You know what really pisses me off, Sam,”
she says. “You saw how I suffered for months.
I thought you must have learned something. I thought
I’d died for something.” “Meg…”
Sam begins. “But what you’re doing with
that demon, Ruby? How many innocent bodies has Ruby
burned through for kicks? How many girls just like me?
And you don’t send her back to Hell? You’re
a monster!” Sam pauses for a moment, and then
shoots her.
In
the kitchen, Dean quickly goes through the cutlery drawer.
Suddenly the doors to the kitchen close. “Dean?”
Bobby yells. “I’m alright Bobby, keep working!”
Dean hollers back. He continues to grab stuff from the
drawer when suddenly Henriksen appears. “Victor,”
Dean says. “Dean.” “I know,”
Dean says. “No you don’t,” Victor
says. “It’s my fault you’re dead,”
Dean replies. “I left you behind. The minute I
heard about that explosion I thought… I should’ve
known. I should’ve protected you.” He tries
to grab the shotgun behind him but it suddenly flies
off the counter onto the floor and out of reach. “Uh
uh. Not so fast,” Victor says. “You think
you left and Lillith came and we all died in a beautiful
blast of… white light? If only. Forty-five minutes.
Overy forty-five minutes. Lillith said she wanted to
have some fun. The secretary was first, remember her?
Nancy? The virgin? Lillith filleted Nancy’s skin
off piece by piece. Right in front of us… Nancy
never stopped screaming. I was the last.” “Victor…”
Dean begins but Victor grabs him, puts his hand on his
chest. “Tell me how that’s fair. You get
saved from Hell, I die?” Dean is in too much pain
to answer. “Why do you deserve another chance,
Dean?” Suddenly Victor turns and sees a shotgun
to the side of his head, and then he’s shot. Sam
drops the gun and runs over to Dean, who’s on
the floor. “You alright?” “No!”
Dean replies irritably, and Sam helps him up.
They
join Bobby again, and then Ronald appears in front of
Dean. “Come on man, I thought we were pals,”
Dean says. “That’s when I was breathing,”
Ronald replies. “Now I’m gonna eat you alive.”
“Yeah well… I’m not a cheeseburger,”
Dean says, lifting the gun, but Ronald’s gone.
Bobby begins speaking in Latin, and the windows blow
open, the salt begins to get blown away and Bobby frantically
grabs the spell page. The spirits start appearing again,
and Dean and Sam shoot at them as quickly as they can,
until they run out of ammo, then they go for the iron
bars. Suddenly Sam is crushed behind a dresser, and
the ghosts hold it against him so he can’t move.
“Sam?” Dean yells. “Cover Bobby!”
Sam orders. Bobby is about to finish the spell when
suddenly the Meg appears behind him, her hand on his
back, and he starts yelling in pain. He drops the bowl
of herbs and yells for Dean to catch it. Dean does,
and “Fireplace!” Bobby yells, and Dean throws
it into the fire. The fire turns blue, and immediately
there is a huge blast of light, and the ghosts are gone.
The boys hurry over to Bobby, but he’s fine.
Later
that night, Sam and Dean are asleep, Sam on the couch
and Dean on a mattress on the floor. Dean suddenly wakes
up, and rolls over. There is a dark shape standing by
the window. Dean walks over, and sees that it is Castiel.
“Excellent job with the Witnesses,” Castiel
says. He says that he was made aware of what happened.
“Well thanks a lot for the angelic assistance,”
Dean says sarcastically. “You know I almost got
my heart ripped out of my chest!” “But you
didn’t,” Castiel says calmly. “I thought
angels were supposed to be guardians,” Dean says.
“Fluffy wings, halos… you know. Michael
Landen. Not dicks.” “Read the Bible,”
Castiel says calmly. “Angels are warriors of God.
I’m a soldier.” “Yeah then why didn’t
you fight?” Dean asks. “I’m not here
to perch on your shoulder,” Castiel says. “We
had larger concerns.” “Concerns?”
Dean says. “There were people getting torn to
shreds down here! And by the way, while all this is
going on where the hell is your boss, huh? If there
is a God.” “There’s a God,”
Castiel says firmly. “I’m not convinced,”
Dean replies. “Cause if there’s a God then
what the hell is he waiting for? Genocide? Monsters
roaming the earth? The freakin apocalypse? At what point
does he lift a damn finger and help the poor bastards
that are stuck down here?” “The Lord works…”
begins Castiel, but Dean interrupts. “If you say
mysterious ways I swear I will kick your ass.”
Castiel is silent. Dean looks a little surprised. “So
Bobby was right. About the Witnesses. This is some kind
of sign of the apocalypse?” “That’s
why we’re here,” Castiel replies. “Big
things afoot.” “Do I wanna know what things?”
Dean asks. “I sincerely doubt it. But you need
to know,” Castiel replies. “The Rising of
the Witnesses is one of the sixty-six seals.”
“I’m guessing that’s not a show at
Sea World,” Dean says. “Those seals are
being broken by Lillith,” Castiel goes on. “She
did the spell,” Dean realizes. “She rose
the Witnesses.” Castiel nods. “And not just
here. Twenty other hunters are dead.” “Of
course. She picked victims that the hunters couldn’t
save, so they would barrel right after us,” Dean
says. “Lillith has a certain sense of humour,”
Castiel replies. “Well we put those spirits back
to rest,” Dean says. “It doesn’t matter,
the seal was broken,” Castiel says. Dean asks
why she would break it, and Castiel says “Think
of the seals as locks on a door.” “Okay
– last one opens and?” Dean asks. Castiel
turns to look at him. “Lucifer walks free.”
Dean stares at him for a moment. “Lucifer. I thought
Lucifer was just a story they told at Demon Sunday School.
There’s no such thing.” “Three days
ago you thought there was no such thing as me,”
Castiel replies. “Why do you think we’re
here, walking among you now, for the first time in two
thousand years?” “To stop Lucifer,”
Dean realizes. “It’s why we’ve arrived,”
Castiel says. “Well. Bang up job so far,”
Dean says. “Stellar work with the Witnesses. It
was nice.” “We tried,” Castiel says
calmly. “There are other battles. Other seals.
Some we’ll win, some we’ll lose. This one,
we lost. Our numbers are not unlimited.” He walks
closer to Dean. “Six of my brothers died in the
field this week. You think the armies of Heaven should
just follow your around? There’s a bigger picture
here.” He leans even closer to Dean, and Dean
begins to look uncomfortable, pulling back. “You
should show me some respect,” Castiel goes on.
“I dragged you out of Hell. I can throw you back
in.” And then suddenly he’s gone.
Dean
wakes up suddenly with a gasp. He looks at the window
and sees Sam walking towards him. Dean sits up, and
Sam sits down on the couch, pulling on his shirt. He
looks at Dean, who is looking pale and uneasy. “You
alright?” he asks. “What’s wrong,
Dean?” “So, you got no problem believing
in God, or angels?” Dean says, looking at him.
“No, not really,” Sam replies. “So
I guess that means that you believe in the Devil,”
Dean says. “Why you asking me all this?”
Sam asks, looking at him weird. Dean doesn’t reply,
he just looks at him, shaken.
Synopsis
by Deanandhisimpala
Episode Music
Lonely is the Night
by Billy Squier
Extras
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Promos Episode
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Room
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Castiel
