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THE ROAD SO FAR:

Recap set to the cover of “Carry on my Wayward Son” from the musical episode, it shows most of the major moments of the show: DEAN showing up to SAM’S apartment in the pilot, CAS meeting DEAN for the first time, JACK’S birth, CHUCK’S fate, DEAN saving CAS from the EMPTY, etc.

NOW:

INT. THE IMPALA - NIGHT

SAM sits in the passenger seat. After a moment, DEAN slides into the driver's seat, grinning and covered in blood.

DEAN

I'm telling you dude. Two werewolves. One bullet. That was awesome .

He starts the car, "Young Man in America" by Anaïs Mitchell plays quietly as they pull away from the Werewolf House.

SAM

Yeah. Right.

DEAN

Oh you don't believe me?

SAM

No Dean it's just-

DEAN

What?

SAM

You've gotta stop avoiding him, man.

DEAN

Who?

SAM

Don't give me that. You know who.

DEAN

I'm not avoiding him, okay?

SAM

Come on, Dean. It's been weeks since the whole Empty thing, and you've barely been home for more than a day!

DEAN

Cas is a big boy, he doesn't need me to babysit him. I'm just...doing my own thing.

SAM

It's not babysitting, man. Cas needs you, Jack needs you. And we're out here doing what? Hunting werewolves that Jody had covered anyways?

DEAN

Yeah, well, news flash Sammy: the monsters don't stop just because we save the world. Never have.

SAM

That's not what I'm talking about-

DEAN

Really? Cuz the last time I checked, we still have a job to do.

SAM looks like he wants to press the issue, but thinks better of it. They continue to drive in silence for a while, before the Impala whips past a sign reading "WELCOME TO LAWRENCE, KANSAS".

SAM (looking out the window)

Hate driving through this place.

DEAN

Yeah, well. Fastest way home.

SAM

Are you gonna stick around this time?

DEAN

Can't promise that. If a case comes up-

SAM

Dean, stop.

DEAN

No I'm serious, if there's a case-

SAM

No, Dean, stop!

SAM points at something up the road, and DEAN notices it for the first time. He slams on the brakes just in time as the Impala screeches to a halt in front of a MAN, silhouetted in the headlights, but the boys recognize him instantly, shock on both their faces.

DEAN

Dad?

The camera cuts to the MAN in the headlights, it's JOHN WINCHESTER, looking exactly how he did the day he died. He squints into the headlights. When he recognizes the boys in the front seat, his face splits into a grin and the music from the radio swells.

ANAIS MITCHELL (V.O)

Oh shepherd, father shepherd,

Father shepherd us, ooh.

TITLE CARD: SUPERNATURAL (SIMPLE BLUE LETTERS ON A BLACK SCREEN, A CALLBACK TO THE SEASON 1 TITLE CARD)

BLACK OUT.

INT. THE IMPALA - NIGHT

The Winchesters are continuing down some nondescript, midwestern highway, DEAN is still driving but JOHN sits shotgun and SAM is in the backseat. It's almost a familiar scene from their childhoods, but now SAM is far too big for the backseat and his legs are pulled up awkwardly, and DEAN clutches the wheel, keeping his eyes trained on the road like he's taking his driver's license test.

SAM

So, what's the last thing you remember?

JOHN

The accident. The hospital. Azazel. Then nothing but a white hallway. And you're telling me that was all-

DEAN

Over ten years ago? Yeah.

JOHN

Well. I gotta say, boys. Surprised to see you're still alive after all these years.

DEAN

Yeah, well. It's been rough.

SAM

So, dad. You don't remember anything after you died? Or who pulled you out?

JOHN

Pulled me out?

DEAN

Dad was in heaven, remember?

SAM freezes, realizing his mistake.

SAM

Right. Of course.

A beat of awkward silence.

JOHN

But no. I don't. But whatever it was, probably figured you boys needed my help.

SAM

Yeah. Probably.

DEAN

It's happened before. With...with Mom.

JOHN whips around to face DEAN, his entire body language changing.

JOHN

Mary ...Your mother is she- is she alive? Is she here?

Silence. DEAN keeps his eyes trained on the road, but grips the steering wheel even tighter. SAM looks between the two of them.

JOHN (shouting)

Answer me boy.

DEAN (quietly)

No.

JOHN

What was that?

A pause.

DEAN

No, sir.

JOHN opens his mouth to say something, but before he can SAM interrupts.

SAM

It was an accident, dad. She was with us for a few years, hunted with us, saved our asses, but. Last year...on a job.

JOHN

What happened.

Another pause. Neither of the boys wants to say.

JOHN

Dean-

DEAN

Hunt gone wrong. We thought we had the thing but...

JOHN

And where were you? What have I taught you about family, boy?

DEAN

I know, sir. I- I was with Sam.

JOHN

So you left her alone?

SAM

She wasn't-

DEAN

I did. It was my mistake. I'm sorry.

JOHN punches the dashboard, and DEAN flinches. In the backseat, SAM looks determinedly out the window.

JOHN

Where the hell are we headed, anyways.

SAM

Home. The bunker. It's uh. A long story.

JOHN

Why don't you get me caught up.

CUT TO:

INT - THE ENTRYWAY OF THE BUNKER

JACK is sitting at the War Room table, bent over an SAT Prep book and a bag of chips. He looks up when he hears the door open and sees SAM and DEAN enter, followed by JOHN. All three of them look tense.

JACK

You're back!

DEAN visibly relaxes, unable to stop himself from returning JACK's smile. He makes his way down the stairs and claps JACK on the shoulder. JOHN watches this interaction, curiously.

DEAN

Just a couple of werewolves. Cas still making you study for that stupid test?

JACK

It's the SAT. And I have to, Dean. Sam says that college is awesome.

DEAN

He would say that. Where's Cas?

JACK

Sleeping, I think...He sleeps a lot now. Did you notice?

DEAN

Yeah, well. He's got what, a million years of never sleeping to catch up on?

SAM clears his throat from the foot of the stairs. JACK looks up and seems to notice JOHN for the first time. SAM manages a nervous wave and a tight smile. JOHN being in their home is setting them both on edge.

JOHN

So. You're Satan's kid.

SAM

Uh, Jack, this is...this is our dad. We told him a bit about you. Dad, Jack. He's-

DEAN

He's family.

JACK

You're- are you Mary's husband?

JOHN tenses, and DEAN steps between the two of them.

DEAN

Alright, it's almost 3. Jack how bout you head to bed. I think you've studied enough.

JACK

But I'm not tired!

DEAN

You will be tomorrow morning. Bed.

JACK sighs but shuts the book and gets up to leave.

JACK

Night Dean, night Sam. Uh, goodnight Mr. Winchester.

SAM

Night Jack.

DEAN

Yeah. Night kid. And don’t leave food out!

JACK grabs the bag of chips and disappears down the hallway. SAM, DEAN, and JOHN are quiet for a moment, watching him leave.

JOHN

Nice kid.

SAM

Yeah. Nothing like his dad.

He and JOHN stare at each other for a tense beat, before DEAN interrupts.

DEAN

Right, well. I don't know about you, but I'm beat. How 'bout we give dad the grand tour and worry about the whole resurrection thing tomorrow?

SAM

Fine.

JOHN

Fine.

INT. - THE HALLWAY OUTSIDE OF THE BEDROOMS

SAM and JOHN walk down the hallway, with DEAN trailing slightly behind. Some of the tension from earlier seems to have fallen away, and they chat amicably.

JOHN

I don't know what's the bigger surprise - that you live somewhere with a dungeon or that Dean actually cooks for you guys.

SAM

You know, he’s actually gotten pretty good at it. Remember the time he tried to make me mac and cheese with marshmallows-

DEAN

Yeah yeah. Hey, it’s a useful skill. And my burgers are epic .

JOHN

Yeah? You wear a frilly apron, too? Sing show tunes while you do it? You’re getting soft, Dean.

DEAN forces a laugh. SAM doesn’t.

SAM

Right. Anyways, uh. There’s some empty bedrooms up here. We can grab a pillow or whatever for you if - if you’re gonna stay.

JOHN

And why wouldn’t I be staying? This is the first time I’ve seen you boys in 10 years, you think I’d really be in a rush to leave?

SAM

Right. Of course. Of course not. 

DEAN stops walking.

SAM (cot’d)

Dean?

DEAN

Yeah, uh. You guys go ahead. I just gotta check on something. See you tomorrow.

SAM shoots him a frustrated look, like he can’t believe DEAN left him to deal with JOHN. JOHN, for his part, just looks suspicious.

SAM

Fine. C’mon dad, I think there’s a room free down this way...

DEAN waits for them to round a corner, then he doubles back down the hallway until he reaches a closed door. He holds up a hand to knock, but decides against it, instead he pushes it open. 

CUT TO:

INT. CAS’ BEDROOM - NIGHT

The room inside is dark, but the light from the hallway reveals a trenchcoat thrown over the back of a chair. DEAN gazes across the room before turning to leave.

CAS

Dean?

DEAN

Shit, sorry. I didn’t mean to wake you up-

A FIGURE sits up in bed, it’s CAS, looking disheveled and tired, wearing a band t-shirt that was definitely stolen from one of the brothers. He’s not surprised to see DEAN, this is something they do now, but not something they talk about.

CAS

It’s alright, Dean. How did the hunt go?

DEAN slips into the room and shuts the door behind him. He stands awkwardly for a minute, not sure where he should go, before crossing the room to lean against CAS’ desk.

DEAN

The usual. Killed the werewolves, saved the hikers, skipped town before the cops could ask us anything.

CAS

That was it?

DEAN hesitates, looking at the door, before moving to sit at the edge of CAS’ bed. CAS doesn’t have to know about JOHN, not just yet.

DEAN

That was it.

CAS

It’s nice not having to save the world anymore.

DEAN

Yeah. For now at least.

CAS

Dean-

DEAN

Don’t start this again, Cas. It’s been, what, three weeks? Okay, we don’t know if it’s really safe out there yet. How do we know there won’t be some new threat that comes to ruin our lives again? 

CAS

That’s still your problem, Dean. You lack faith.

CAS smiles at DEAN, a little sadly, and DEAN looks at him in surprise before breaking eye contact and looking back down at his hands.

DEAN

Yeah, well. I remember you also saying that “good things do happen”, but all we got was ten years of shit.

CAS

Well. It hasn’t all been bad.

DEAN

How many apocalypses have we had to deal with, again?

CAS

But we’ve always won. We’ve always found a way. Did you never think that maybe one day you could really do it? That you’d finally be free?

DEAN

I used to.

They’re quiet for a minute, CAS stifles a yawn.

DEAN

I- uh. Sorry for waking you.

DEAN gets up to leave, and CAS sinks back down into bed.

CAS

Dean?

DEAN

Yeah?

CAS

Stay.

CAS reaches out, but DEAN freezes, and CAS drops his hand.

CAS

I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable-

DEAN

Cas, Cas. It’s fine, man. I’m just-

CAS

You’re not ready.

DEAN

Look. It’s just...it’s been a long night. I woke you up. I think we should both just, uh. Get some sleep.

CAS

Alright. Goodnight, Dean.

DEAN gets up and walks to the door. 

DEAN

Night, angel.

No response. DEAN looks back at CAS. He’s already asleep.

CUT TO:

INT. - THE BUNKER KITCHEN, MORNING

TEAM FREE WILL is sitting around the kitchen table. It’s a common scene - SAM is hunched over his laptop eating something healthy looking, DEAN and JACK sit side by side, a box of sugar cereal between them, CAS sitting across from them studying the back of the cereal box. SAM laughs at something on his phone.

DEAN

So...how’s Eileen?

SAM

What? Shut up.

DEAN

Dude. You’re giggling like a seventh grader. We all know it's her.

SAM sighs.

SAM

She’s, uh. She’s good. Just wrapped up a hunt out in Michigan. Some witch cursed all the women in town to cheat on their husbands.

DEAN

Awesome.

SAM

And then kill them.

DEAN

Less awesome.

SAM

Yeah. She wants to stop by tomorrow, she’s close by. It’s been a while since I’ve - we’ve seen her.

DEAN

You ever gonna ask her to move in?

SAM

What?

JACK

You should! Then we could all live together!

SAM

Look, not everyone appreciates living in a...a man cave -

DEAN

Hey, this is an awesome man cave. And chicks have lived here too-

JACK

What’s a man cave?

CAS

Dean won’t tell me. Ask Claire.

SAM

And I just. I don’t know. I don’t know if we’re like, ready for that yet.

DEAN

Bullshit. I know you’ve been writing “Mr. Leahy” in your diary with little hearts around it.

SAM

So I’m taking her last name?

DEAN

Yeah, you’re a feminist like that.

SAM

Wow. But, uh. Anyways. Eileen wants to come by tomorrow, but I still haven’t told her about the whole...you know.

CAS looks up from the cereal box word search and looks sharply at DEAN.

CAS

I thought you said the hunt went fine.

DEAN

The hunt was fine, there was just. Uh, something that came up after. I was gonna tell you this morning-

CAS

Dean...

JOHN (unseen)

Well. Ain’t this domestic.

JOHN stands in the doorway, the relaxed dynamic of moments earlier disappears. SAM and DEAN instinctively sit up straighter, JACK looks between them and JOHN, and quickly copies the brothers’ posture. CAS just stares, horrified, at JOHN. Like he recognizes him.

SAM

Good morning, Dad.

DEAN

Morning, dad.

JOHN makes his way to the coffee machine on the counter, searches for a mug, and pours himself a cup of coffee, CAS staring at him the entire time. They’re all silent while JOHN drinks his coffee. He sets the empty mug down on the counter and looks over at CAS.

JOHN

And you are?

CAS

Dean. Is that-

DEAN

It’s really him. Did all the tests.

SAM

Uh, dad. This is Castiel. Cas, this is-

CAS

John Winchester. I am aware.

SAM

Wait, you know Dad?

CAS

Yes. I have watched much of Dean’s life. As preparation for raising him from the pit.

DEAN looks uncomfortable.

DEAN

Dude could you make it sound any less creepy?

JOHN

Castiel, huh? I assume that makes you the angel. I gotta say. You’re not what I expected.

CAS

Yes. Well. Former angel. I have recently given up my grace so I’m not as powerful as I once was-

JOHN

You know, I really thought you were gonna be a chick.

DEAN

What ?

SAM

Oh my god.

JOHN

Well, sounds kinda like a girl’s name. Dean didn’t you have that old girlfriend? Cass,

DEAN

Cassie.

SAM laughs, effectively breaking some of the tension. JACK joins in but clearly doesn’t understand the joke, and CAS squints curiously at DEAN, who looks like he wants to strangle SAM.

DEAN (cot’d)

It’s not funny Sam.

SAM

Sorry, sorry. It’s just...you gotta admit it’s a little funny.

CAS

I understand the confusion. Technically angels do not have the same concept as gender as you humans do. However, before Jimmy Novak I did use a female vessel.

DEAN spits out some of his coffee.

CAS

Anyways. Why is your father back? I thought we’d fixed everything after killing Chuck, that everything was supposed to be normal.

JOHN

Chuck?

DEAN

God. Long story. Mind filling Cas and Jack in on what you remember? 

JOHN

Nothing. Some hallway. 

DEAN

But no roasting on meat hooks? No “greatest hits” footage of your best memories?

JOHN

No.

SAM

Mom...When she. When she came back, she said the last thing she remembered was being home with us, when we were kids. She remembered heaven. Why doesn’t dad?

JACK

But he does-

SAM, DEAN, and JOHN all stop talking to look at JACK, who is shoveling another spoonful of lucky charms into his mouth.

JOHN

What?

CAS

Wait, Jack might be right. The hallway. What do you remember about the hallway?

JOHN

Like I said. Just a normal hallway, all white, nasty fluorescents, gave me a headache. Doors were all shut. Looked like some office building.

JACK

Yeah. That was heaven!

DEAN

Hold up, hold up. I know you guys have been going through “management changes” or whatever, but last time I checked heaven was memory road, not the Apple Store.

CAS

That’s part of it. What your father saw was heaven, but the heaven where the angels work. Which means-

SAM

Someone busted him out. But, who?

DEAN

More importantly, why. I mean, we’ve been saying it over and over again. It’s supposed to be done, you know. Things are supposed to be normal. 

JOHN

And what about your lives has ever been normal?

CAS

This would be easier if I could still connect to angel radio.

SAM

Jack, can you still hear them?

JACK shakes his head.

JACK

Sometimes if I try really hard I can pick up noises, but they’ve been shutting me out pretty hard since I turned down the whole ruling heaven thing. I don’t think they like me very much.

DEAN

Good riddance. It’s about time those feathery dicks left us alone.

JOHN

So what’s your game here?

CAS

What do you mean?

JOHN

You track down whatever brought me here, question it, kill it whatever. Then what? You boys gonna send me back?

SILENCE. None of them have thought that far ahead.

DEAN

No, sir.

SAM

We just...should know why you’re here. You know, any...good thing that happens to us usually has a price.

JOHN

Right. That’s what I thought.  

SAM forces a smile, JOHN grabs a piece of bacon off his plate.

CUT TO:

 

INT - JACK’S ROOM, DAY

JACK’S room is starting to look more like a normal kid’s bedroom now: the walls are painted blue and few posters are hung on the walls, along with photos of the Winchesters, the Wayward Sisters, MAX and her friends. CAS and JACK are both sitting on his bed, JACK’S eyes are squeezed shut.

CAS

You’ve almost got it. Stay focused.

JACK takes a deep breath, a high pitched ringing plays, building in intensity until JACK gives up and opens his eyes, falling backwards on the bed.

JACK

It’s not working. Maybe they’re just not talking anymore.

CAS

If there’s one thing I learned from my eons as an angel. It’s that my brothers and sisters never shut up. It’s likely they’re blocking you out. Something’s going on up there. Something they don’t want us to know about.

JACK

But- if the angels sent Mr. Winchester back, isn’t that a good thing? When you came back, I was happy. Why aren’t Sam and Dean happy?

CAS

That’s...complicated. I’m not sure if it’s my place to say. But John Winchester was not a kind man, or a good father. 

JACK

But Dean always says-

CAS

Dean likes to pretend nothing ever happened to him. He thinks if he pushes everything down nothing will hurt him and he won’t hurt anyone. It’s stupid and reckless. And doesn’t work. 

JACK

So Sam and Dean, they had a bad father, too.

CAS

Yes. But Sam and Dean, they weren’t as lucky as you were. We never let your father get you, you’ve always had us here for you. Sam and Dean...it was just them and John for a long time. It has left them...damaged.

JACK

That’s awful...How can we help them?

CAS smiles, a bit sadly, and puts a hand on JACK’S shoulder.

CAS

Unfortunately, this isn’t something that can just go away with magic. I’m afraid there’s only so much we can do ourselves. But, the first step is finding out who sent John Winchester back here, and finding out how to send him back.

JACK

But Sam and Dean said they didn’t want to send him back.

CAS pauses for a beat.

CAS

Sometimes, when you love someone, you do what’s best for them, even if they don’t want you to.

JACK nods, then closes his eyes again, concentrating. After a beat, a slight ringing sound begins again and grows louder and louder until JACK begins to speak.

JACK

I can hear them, I can hear them talking but I can’t make out any words. 

CAS

Concentrate. Can you hear any specific voices?

JACK

I...I think so.

CAS

Good. Pick one and focus on it. Try to catch at least part of the conversation.

JACK is silent for a beat, the ringing resumes.

JACK

I can hear it! I can hear someone!

CAS

Good, what are they saying?

JACK

They have a new ruler, I think. They like her. She has a plan, something the angels think are going to keep them safe.

CAS

Nothing about the Winchesters?

JACK

I don’t think so, not that I could hear. But, Cas, their leader-

CAS

Who is it?

JACK

It’s Naomi.

CAS freezes, then stands up.

JACK

Cas?

CAS

Go find Dean. I need to check up on a few things. And Jack?

JACK

Yeah?

CAS

If you see John Winchester...just stay out of his way.

CUT TO:

 

INT - THE BUNKER GARAGE, DAY

DEAN has the hood of the Impala open and is leaning in, fiddling with the engine. As DEAN gets to work, the opening chords of “The Legend of Chavo Guerrero” by The Mountain Goats plays loudly.

JOHN DARNIELLE (v.o.)

Born down in El Paso, where the tumbleweeds blow

To the middleweight champ of all Mexico

Dad fought many bloody battles, and he raised four sons

Chavo was the oldest one.

DEAN does car stuff. I don’t know that much about what you do with cars and frankly for a Supernatural spec script, I don’t feel like looking it up, but he stops for a moment and gazes sadly at the car.

Old man Gory could pop like a live grenade

Raised his boys in the way of the trade

Hector and Mando, young Eddie G

Chavo meant the most to me

FLASHBACK:

A younger JOHN standing by the open trunk of the Impala with a six-year-old SAM and ten-year-old DEAN. JOHN pulls a shotgun from the trunk and presses it into DEAN’S hands. He then retrieves a gun for himself and closes the trunk, gesturing for SAM and DEAN to follow him.

JOHN DARNIELLE (v.o.)

Look high

It’s my last hope.

Chavo Guererro,

Coming off the top rope .

CUT TO:

DEAN, present day, doing more car things.

JOHN DARNIELLE (v.o.)

Red Shoes Dugan

Holding his arm high all out of breath

I hated all of Chavo's enemies

I would pray nightly for their death

 

FLASHBACK:

JOHN in combat: JOHN beheading a vampire, firing the Colt, shooting a werewolf.

JOHN DARNIELLE (v.o.)

Descending like fire

On the people who deserved it most

Almost completely unknown

Outside of Texas and on the West Coast

FLASHBACK:

We see more of JOHN’S rage, but this time he’s shouting at a teenage SAM, shaking a young DEAN, knocking over bottles of liquor, raising a hand to DEAN before the scene cuts away.

JOHN DARNIELLE (v.o.)

He was my hero back when I was a kid

You let me down, but Chavo never once did

You called him names to try to get beneath my skin

Now, your ashes are scattered on the wind

CUT TO:

Present day DEAN pulls away from the car to put away the tools he was using. Unseen by DEAN, JACK opens the door to the garage and watches quietly as DEAN fills up a bucket and begins to wash the car.

I heard his son got famous, he went nationwide

Coast-to-coast with his dad by his side

I don't know if that's true, but I've been told

It's real sweet to grow old

DEAN notices JACK and holds up a sponge. JACK grins and joins him in washing the Impala. They work silently, JACK happy to be spending time with DEAN, and DEAN’S earlier tension evaporating.

JOHN DARNIELLE (v.o.)

Look high

It’s my last hope.

Chavo Guererro,

Coming off the top rope .

 

DEAN finishes rinsing the soap off the car and pats JACK on the back, turning to go. JACK follows, but glances in through the side window to see the initials S.W. and D.W. carved into the door.

CUT TO:

INT - THE BUNKER LIBRARY, DAY

TEAM FREE WILL and JOHN are gathered around a table, DEAN stands behind JACK’S chair, arms crossed. There are books of lore stacked or lying open on the table, but everyone is focused on CAS.

DEAN

You can’t be serious. Naomi? The chick who brainwashed you into killing me, killing angels , who tortured you? She’s still alive? And they put her in charge?

CAS

Well, Naomi is a very...capable leader. I can understand why the angels would feel safer with her ruling-

DEAN

I don’t give a damn how safe they feel. Hell, I’ve got a mind to march on up to her little cloud and gank her myself.

CAS tries to hide a small smile at DEAN’S protectiveness, DEAN notices.

SAM

Dean, that’s not helping.

CAS

Sam’s right. Even if we wanted to, no living humans can enter heaven without being disintegrated. Even with the help of an angel, it would be very difficult, and I’m not sure if Jack could get safely past their boundaries.

JACK

I could still try-

DEAN

No way, kid. Too risky. For all we know you could be walking right into a trap.

SAM

So, then what? We just leave them to do their own thing? Hope Dad’s not just a ticking time bomb? 

JOHN

How ‘bout we trap her, then?

SAM and CAS look at him.

JOHN (cot’d)

A lot of this world might be new to me, but something tells me you boys better have experience catching and killing angels. Or at least taming them.

JOHN looks pointedly at CAS, who looks away.

DEAN

Hey, Cas is different, okay. We didn’t “tame” him, he’s here with us because he’s family.

SAM (under his breath)

Yeah, he’s more family than you’ve ever been.

JOHN

What did you say to me, boy?

DEAN tries to step between SAM and JOHN

DEAN

Look, it doesn’t matter, we’ve got more important stuff to do right now-

SAM

You heard what I said.

JOHN

If it weren’t for me, you boys would’ve burned in that house with her!

SAM (shouting)

Dean got me out of that house!

JOHN takes a step towards SAM, DEAN blocks him, but is shoved roughly back. CAS grabs DEAN’S arm to steady him and JACK stands up suddenly.

JACK

Leave him alone!

CAS

Jack, stay back-

DEAN

It’s alright, it’s alright, Jack. Everything’s okay.

JOHN

Look at you, playing house. I suppose that makes the angel your little wifey.

DEAN

You leave them out of this.

JACK

Dean’s a great father. As is Castiel.

JOHN

Ain’t that cute-

SAM

Dad, back off. We have work to do.

JOHN relaxes slightly and backs away, still keeping an eye on JACK and CAS. DEAN on the other hand, is looking at SAM in shock. Stepping in and protecting SAM from JOHN’S wrath was always DEAN’S job.

JOHN

Sorry boys, you guys must’ve forgotten how to take a joke these past couple of years.

SAM

Yeah. Well. Our life is a joke. But, uh. You were right, earlier. We’ve been tangling with angels for years-

JOHN (looking at CAS and DEAN)

I bet you have.

SAM

So , if we get Naomi down to a safe spot, trap her in some Holy Oil, blast her back with an angel sigil...we should be able to get answers out of her, and do it on our own turf. 

DEAN

Oh, if you think I’m letting her waltz on back to heaven after all that-

CAS

Dean, it’s fine. We may have had our...issues in the past but I’m sure she’s a competent leader and...heaven needs that.

DEAN

As far as I’m concerned, all heaven needs to do is mind their own damn business. But, fine. Say I’m on board with letting her go. We doing this now? Bringing her here?

CAS

We’ll have to be careful. She’s in a very important position right now. If she goes missing, the rest of the angels are bound to notice. 

SAM

So what’s the plan, then?

CAS

I think it would be wise to confer with some of the surviving angels, maybe they could tell us what Naomi is planning, for all we know, she wants us to summon her.

DEAN

So that means-

CAS

Finding Anael. She is the only one who doesn’t, well,

DEAN

Want your head on a spike. 

CAS

Yes.

SAM

I still need to look into more spontaneous resurrections, see if anyone else has come back for no reason. We could be barking up the completely wrong tree here, I think we should cover all our bases.

DEAN

Great, that settles it. Split up and search for clues. Sammy, you and Cas can go look for Sister Jo, Dad and I can stay here and-

SAM

No!

DEAN

What do you mean “no”?

SAM

Uh, you suck at research, dude. And Cas is the resident angel expert so, why don’t you and Cas go track down Sister Jo. Dad and I can handle the research.

JACK

What about me?

They all look at JACK, who had been quiet since the outburst.

JACK (cot’d)

I can still go to heaven, I think. I could try and-

CAS

No.

JACK

No?

CAS

It’s too dangerous, the angels could still want you, we can’t, I can’t risk anything happening to you.

DEAN

Uh, actually, what Cas means is, you have a very important job.

CAS

I did?

JACK

I do?

DEAN

Yeah, you’re gonna stay at Jody’s and...and...

He looks at SAM for help.

SAM

And, uh, be our backup. That way, if any of us need help you can just fly over and rescue us. 

JACK

Oh. Okay! But why do I have to go to Jody’s?

SAM

Because, uh,

CAS

Because your sister wants to spend time with you.

JACK (excited)

Claire? She does?

DEAN

Yep, you know, family bonding all around.

JOHN

Hang on, I thought you said Satan only had one kid-

SAM

He did. Claire is, uh. It’s a long story. 

JOHN

Seems like everything is, with you.

CAS

Jack, why don’t you go pack your backpack and fly over. I’m sure it won’t be too long. 

JACK nods, he casts one more nervous look at JOHN before taking off down the hallway.

DEAN

And text Cas when you get there!

BLACK OUT.

INT - THE IMPALA, LATE AFTERNOON

DEAN is driving and drinking coffee, CAS sits shotgun checking a text on his phone. “Daddy Lessons” by Beyoncé plays quietly on the radio.

DEAN

So? What’d she say?

CAS

Anael will be waiting for us at a restaurant in Omaha tonight.

DEAN

What, she couldn’t like, flap her wings and at least meet us in Kansas.

CAS

So are you going to talk about it?

DEAN

I’m talking about it now, don’t see why we have to wait hand and foot on her high and mighty ass...

CAS

Dean, I’m talking about your father.

DEAN jerks and the car swerves a little on the road before he regains control of himself.

DEAN

I don’t know what you want me to say.

CAS

Are you happy he’s back? Really happy?

DEAN

He’s my father.

CAS

That’s not what I asked.

DEAN

Yeah, sure. Whatever, I'm happy. Hell, thrilled.

CAS

I wish you would just be honest with me, Dean.

DEAN is quiet. It’s obvious JOHN isn’t the only thing he’s talking about.

DEAN

You and Jack don’t need to get mixed up in Winchester bullshit. I mean, don’t get me wrong. You guys are family, but you don’t need the baggage.

CAS

Dean, I care because I care about you. You know that. But John being here, even if he stays, that affects all of us. And I’m worried about-

DEAN

Jack...yeah. Good move, sending him off to Jody’s. If dad found out about what happened with mom...he wouldn’t take it well.

CAS

Dean, this might not just be for one weekend, if John stays-

DEAN

I know. I know. I’m working on it. 

They drive in silence for another beat, listening to the radio.

DEAN

Hey, uh, when you said that you knew dad from my uh, memories...like, which memories are we talking?

CAS

Oh, I, well. I may have exaggerated. Or lied.

DEAN

Oh, great.

CAS

It was from watching your nightmares.

DEAN swerves again.

DEAN

You watch my dreams , Cas?

CAS

I haven’t for a while. I realize it may have been rude of me.

DEAN

You think?

CAS

But when we first met, I wanted to understand you. I wanted to know everything about you.

DEAN

You couldn’t have just asked?

CAS

I didn’t know how. Dean. 

A beat.

CAS

 I’m sorry, what you went through as a child, it might not be my place-

DEAN

You’re right, Cas. It’s not.

DEAN grips the wheel a little tighter and they ride in silence, CAS sneaking glances at him from the passenger seat, trying to figure out how to proceed, until DEAN sighs.

DEAN

Look, Cas. It’s fine. It was a long time ago. You’ve, you know. Grown up since then. I’m not mad. But there’s...there’s a lot of shit you don’t really understand about how me and Sam grew up.

CAS

But I want to. Dean, help me understand.

DEAN

I can handle it.

CAS

You shouldn’t have to. I don’t want to see you hurting. None of us do.

DEAN

What are you talking about? I’m just peachy. Chuck’s dead, Lucifer’s dead, Rowena’s keeping hell in check, you, Jack, and Sammy are all alive. Dad’s...back. Once we get to the bottom of this angel thing I’ll be just great.

CAS

Will you stay?

DEAN

What?

CAS

If we...get this “squared away” [CAS uses his signature air quotes here]. Will you stay?

DEAN

Cas I told you- this life...there’s always going to be another monster, there’s always going to be another apocalypse to stop.

CAS

Not if it becomes someone else’s problem. Dean, don’t you think you’ve done enough for this world? Don’t you think it’s time you be selfish?

DEAN laughs, humorlessly. 

DEAN

Cas, you’ve been around enough to know by now, it’s always gonna be my problem.

THE IMPALA speeds off as the music fades out. 

CUT TO:

INT - JODY MILLS’ HOUSE, LATE AFTERNOON

The doorbell rings, and footsteps sound from offscreen, CLAIRE approaches the door, her hand going to a gun behind her back. She pushes the door open to reveal JACK on the other side, who raises a hand up to wave.

JACK

Hello!

CLAIRE drops her hand and sighs.

CLAIRE

So, I’m guessing you’re Jack.

JACK

And you’re Claire! Castiel has shown me pictures on his phone.

CLAIRE smiles, clearly touched, but rolls her eyes anyways.

CLAIRE

Course he did, guess that makes you my little brother, then. Come on, you can drop your shit inside.

CLAIRE turns and starts walking through the house, JACK following behind like a lost puppy, staring at everything. She leads him to her room. KAIA is lying on CLAIRE’S bed, scrolling through her phone, but she looks up as soon as they walk in.

JACK

Kaia!

KAIA

Hey, Jack. Surprised you recognized me when I’m not, you know. On the brink of death.

CLAIRE

Jody’s working late tonight, and Alex is on a tinder date with some dude named Tyler, so it’s just us and Patience tonight. I’m thinking we can order pizza and break into Jody’s liquor cabinet or something.

JACK

Well, thank you. But I have to be ready to fly back at any moment, in case my fathers need me.

CLAIRE

Oh, is that why they sent you here?

JACK

Yes, of course. Why, what did you think?

CLAIRE and KAIA share an awkward glance.

JACK

What?

KAIA

Well, we just heard Jody on the phone this morning and-

CLAIRE

They just wanted you out of the way, Dean thinks you’ll be safe here.

JACK

No, that’s not true. They said I’m their super important backup. They wouldn’t treat me like...

CLAIRE

Like what? A kid? Look, if you’re anything like me, I’m gonna guess that Cas babies you, and Dean was a jerk at first but now he won’t even let you run with scissors.

JACK

Why would I run with scissors?

CLAIRE

Point is, they’re trying to hide you. Clearly something big is going down. So what is it? Is God back? Is it like, God’s uncle? A bigger, badder apocalypse?

JACK

Actually, it’s their dad.

CLAIRE

You’re kidding me, that’s it?

JACK

I think they made me leave because I killed Mary, and Mr. Winchester doesn’t know.

KAIA

Yeah, I can see how that would be a shock. “Hi dad, welcome back from the dead! You have grandkids now and one of them killed your wife, who also came back from the dead! By the way, did I tell you that both of them are gay and so am I?”

CLAIRE

Get real, Dean still hasn’t brought up the gay thing with any of us. No way is he starting with his dad. 

JACK

He seemed...scared. He and Sam. And, the way he talked to them, the way he talked about Castiel...I’m afraid, too. I don’t know why.

CLAIRE

Well, looks like we’ve got a case. 

JACK

But our parents-

CLAIRE

Can’t sort out their own emotional baggage. Come on, let’s go find Patience.

CLAIRE grabs her laptop and leaves the room, KAIA and JACK look at each other, then follow.

CUT TO:

INT - THE BUNKER LIBRARY, EVENING

SAM and JOHN sit at opposite ends of a table, SAM on his laptop and JOHN flipping through his old journal. They work in silence until JOHN puts down the journal.

JOHN

Well, I gotta say I’m impressed. You kept it updated?

SAM

Best we could, haven’t updated it in a while though.

JOHN

Yeah, not much else to find after killing God, I bet.

SAM

Nope.

A beat of awkward silence.

JOHN

So, I couldn’t help but overhear you boys talking this morning. Who’s this Eileen you mentioned?

SAM finally looks up from his laptop.

SAM

You heard that?

JOHN

Just Dean giving you shit for it. So, you finally got a woman in your life?

SAM

Eileen’s- she’s uh. She’s a hunter. We’ve worked with her on a few cases. 

JOHN

That’s all? You’re a terrible liar, boy. Always have been.

SAM

Well, we’re...together.

JOHN

You serious about her?

SAM

Yeah. Yeah, dad. I am. More than anything.

JOHN

You know, I never got to meet that other girl you were so crazy about, what was her name -

SAM

Jessica.

JOHN

Right. But now that I’m here, you better bring her to dinner, alright?

SAM

Yeah dad, sure.

JOHN

So, Eileen , what’s she like?

SAM

She’s tough. Doesn’t take any of my shit, or Dean’s.

JOHN

Mary was the same.

SAM

She’s sweet, too. I dunno, when I’m with her, I just laugh like I haven’t in years.

JOHN

I’m happy for you, son. Sounds like you did pretty well for yourself there.

JOHN claps SAM on the shoulder, smiling. SAM can’t help but smile, too. Maybe things won’t be so bad this time around.

SAM

Yeah. I think so, too.

JOHN

So what about Dean?

SAM

What about him?

JOHN

Any women in his life?

SAM

Besides the car?

JOHN

Come on, we both know Dean. Is he still breaking waitresses’ hearts across the country or is there anyone special in his life?

SAM hesitates for a moment.

SAM

No. No not really.

JOHN

Not really ? It’s a yes or no question, Sammy.

SAM

It’s just, it’s not really my place to say. 

The smile drops from JOHN’S face and he looks troubled and angry.

JOHN

Sam. If there’s something you’re not telling me-

SAM

About Dean’s love life? You know, I don’t see how it’s any of your business, dad.

JOHN

Don’t talk back to me, boy.

SAM

No, dad. Tell me. Why do you want to know about Dean so badly? Why don’t you tell me exactly what it is you’re so afraid of?

JOHN is silent. They both know what SAM is asking.

SAM

Yeah. That’s what I thought.

JOHN

Well, at least he hasn’t left a trail of bastards across the country.

SAM

Like you did?

JOHN looks at SAM, startled, but then realizes, and sighs sadly.

JOHN

So. You met Adam didn’t you.

SAM

Yeah.

JOHN

I loved your mother, you know that.

SAM

Yeah. First thing I knew about you.

JOHN

Are you ever going to tell me about what happened with her?

SAM

Amara, uh, God’s sister, brought her back-

JOHN

God has a sister?

SAM

Well. Had a sister. 

JOHN

So, She-God revived Mary?

SAM

Yeah, it was her way of thanking Dean, I guess. The way Dean explained it, he helped her get someone she needed, she got someone she thought Dean needed. And it was...it was nice, having her around.

JOHN

And you let her die again.

SAM

It was an accident, there’s nothing we could’ve done-

JOHN

Really? Cuz from where I stand, it seems like coming back from the dead is no big thing. I’ve come back, you’ve come back, Dean’s come back, hell even you even brought your little pet angels back to life. So tell me, why the hell couldn’t you save the one person that matters in your goddamn lives?

SAM

We tried! But Dad, there was nothing we could do! There wasn’t-

JOHN

There wasn’t what, Sam.

SAM (quietly)

There wasn’t enough left of her.

JOHN stands up abruptly, knocking the chair over as he does. SAM doesn’t have the same instinct to flinch as DEAN whenever their father makes a sudden movement, but his entire body tenses, waiting. JOHN pauses, leaning over the table, before finally speaking again.

JOHN

You have a shooting range here, right?

SAM

Uh, yeah. Yeah down that hallway-

JOHN

Great. I’m going for a walk.

CUT TO:

INT - FANCY RESTAURANT IN OMAHA, EVENING.

The restaurant ANAEL agreed to meet CAS and DEAN in is generically fancy, probably Italian, with minimalist decor and well dressed waiters. DEAN stands in the lobby, talking on the phone. CAS stands beside him, holding a menu and scanning the restaurant nervously.

DEAN

You’re overreacting, man. If someone told me my wife disintegrated, I’d freak too.

CUT TO:

SAM standing in the Bunker Library, whispering into the phone. He looks over his shoulder nervously as he answers.

SAM (over the phone)

I dunno Dean, he clearly wants answers.

CUT TO:

DEAN pacing around the lobby, holding the phone up to his ear.

DEAN

As long as he doesn’t know about Jack it’s fine. It’s dad, man. You know how he is. 

SAM (over the phone)

I guess.

DEAN

Look, first we’ll figure out if Dad’s some new kind of rage zombie, then we can worry about everything else.

A WAITER approaches them and looks over their clothes disdainfully before gesturing for them to follow him.

DEAN

Alright, I gotta go. And hey, we’ll bring back leftovers.

DEAN hangs up and follows the WAITER, steering CAS through the crowd with a hand on his lower back. CAS relaxes slightly into the touch.

DEAN

What’s up? Think it’s a trap?

CAS

No, that’s not Anael’s style. She prefers to play both sides.

DEAN

So why do you look like you’re walking towards the firing squad?

CAS

I’m just worried.

DEAN

Jack?

CAS doesn’t answer, DEAN pulls CAS in for a quick side hug, not looking at him.

DEAN

He’ll be fine. I won’t let anything happen to him. To either of you.

ANAEL (offscreen)

Are you boys done constructing intricate rituals or should I order without you?

ANAEL sits alone at a table, glass of red wine in hand. She’s dressed impeccably, as usual, and holds a glass of red wine in one hand and a copy of The Goldfinch in the other.

CASTIEL

Sister. You look well.

ANAEL

As do you, Castiel. Being a housewife really suits you.

DEAN

Alright, we’re in a rush here so why don’t we skip the appetizers and the bitchiness.

CAS sits opposite ANAEL and DEAN pulls a chair from a nearby table to sit next to him. ANAEL pretends to study the menu.

ANAEL

You know, the cacio e pepe is excellent here.

DEAN

Look, we need the latest from Angel Radio, pronto.

ANAEL (without looking up)

Well, unless you have another angel on speed dial, you’d better ask nicely.

DEAN

Or I could put an angel blade through your throat right now.

CAS

Dean-

CAS puts a hand on his shoulder, and DEAN slowly draws away from ANAEL, still looking unhappy.

CAS

Please, Anael. This is important.

ANAEL

Aren’t you two so sweet. Now tell me, baby brother, what do you need from me, exactly?

DEAN

You know exactly what we’re talking about. Naomi’s in charge and the next thing you know we have an escaped soul from heaven. What’s her game plan, here?

ANAEL

Ah, this is about your dear old dad, then? I still don’t understand, what are you so worried about? Aren’t you thrilled?

DEAN

Yeah, well, if I know one thing about angels it’s that they don’t believe in a free lunch.

ANAEL

Not all of us, Castiel here let you have the milk before you bought the cow, didn’t he?

DEAN

Can it, Cheryl Blossom.

ANAEL sighs and leans across the table.

ANAEL

Okay, look. I’m not exactly on Heaven’s “need to know” list, but I’ve heard rumors.

DEAN

Rumors?

ANAEL

She’s talking about loose ends. You know. You guys might’ve put the universe back together, but there’s still adjustments to be made.

DEAN

So, what? Is dad involved? Did she want him back with us? What’s the catch?

ANAEL

The catch?

DEAN

Yeah, is it some kinda angel brainwashing that’s making him act like that or what? Did he get the ol’ Naomi special?

He makes a chopping motion across the top of his head, referring to CAS’ angel lobotomy. ANAEL looks confused for a second, then her face softens into something resembling pity.

ANAEL

Oh Dean. You don’t really believe that, do you?

DEAN

You don’t know jack about me or my family, sister.

ANAEL

Please, I don’t have to use mind reading powers to see plain as day that you’re exactly the way you are because daddy used to-

She cuts off abruptly, light bursting from her eyes and mouth, and the tip of an angel blade sticking out of her throat.

CAS

No!

ANAEL slumps forward on the table, revealing the WAITER from earlier standing behind her. He wipes the angel blade on his apron and his eyes flash blue.

WAITER

And they said Anael was good for nothing, how kind of her to lead us right to you.

He lunges for CAS, swiping at him with his angel blade and leaving a shallow cut on his arm. No glowing light, just blood. The WAITER’S eyes widen at this.

WAITER

So it is true. Little Castiel finally gave it up to a human. Surprised you waited so long for him to put out, Dean Winchester.

CUT TO:

Behind DEAN, two FEMALE WAITERS stalk toward them with murderous intent, unsheathing Angel Blades, as patrons of the restaurant are thrown into a panic as they scream and run for the exits.

CUT TO:

DEAN pushes CAS behind him and pulls out an Angel Blade of his own, as the WAITER circles the table, eyeing CAS the whole time. The bassline to “Gloria: In Excelsis Deo” by Patti Smith begins to play.

DEAN

Back off, feathers. Your boss owes us big time. She’ll probably get all smitey on you if you ice a Winchester.

WAITER

Our business is with the traitor.

DEAN

You’ll have to go through me first.

The WAITER grins.

WAITER

Then I suppose the collateral damage can’t be avoided.

The most pussy popping part of “Gloria: In Excelsis Deo” begins to play in earnest. As DEAN springs into action.The WAITER lunges for DEAN, but he’s quick, and upends the table on him, sending him falling backwards into a serving cart, and the WAITER hurls the table off him with angelic strength.

PATTI SMITH (v.o.)

Then I hear this knocking on my door

Hear this knocking on my door

And I look up to the big tower clock

And say, "Oh my God here's midnight"

And my baby is walking through the door

Leaning on my couch

She whispers to me

And I take the big plunge

CUT TO

The WAITRESSES grab CAS and throw him across the restaurant, he crashes into an empty table, which cracks under the impact. But CAS isn’t as durable as he was as an angel, and the WAITRESSES are on him before he can get back on his feet.

PATTI SMITH (v.o.)

And oh, she was so good

Oh, she was so fine

And I'm going to tell the world

That I just made her mine

CUT TO

The WAITER rushes DEAN and attempts to stab him with the Angel Blade, but DEAN blocks his arm and swipes at him with his own Angel Blade. The WAITER jumps back at the last second, light spilling from a slash in his side where DEAN got him.

 

PATTI SMITH (v.o.)

And I said darling, tell me your name, she told me her name

She whispered to me, she told me her name

And her name is, and her name is, and her name is, and her name is

CUT TO

One WAITRESS holds a struggling CAS down as the other unsheathes an Angel Blade, CAS manages to kick her square in the face, sending her reeling backwards and the Angel Blade skittering across the floor.

CAS

Dean!

PATTI SMITH (v.o.)

G-L-O-R-IIIIII-A

G-L-O-R-I-A

CUT TO:

DEAN turns around and takes off toward CAS, but the WAITER waves a hand and pulls DEAN back towards him.

PATTI SMITH (v.o)

Gloria

G-L-O-R-I-A

Gloria

G-L-O-R-I-A

CUT TO

CAS rolls out of the way as a WAITRESS comes down on him with her angel alade and scrambles to his feet. He spots the angel blade on the floor at the same time as the other WAITRESS and they lock eyes before they both start running for it.

PATTI SMITH (v.o.)

Gloria

G-L-O-R-I-A

CUT TO

DEAN dodges another swing by the WAITER, but when he comes up, he jams the angel blade right under his jaw, light bursting from the WAITER’S eyes and mouth.

PATTI SMITH (v.o.)

Gloria

CUT TO

CAS almost reaches the angel blade before the second WAITRESS throws him to the floor. She holds her blade to his throat and keeps him down with a foot to his chest.

WAITRESS

Everyone always hated you, you know. But they still talked about you. Castiel the upstart, the youngest garrison leader, the one almost single handedly responsible for our extinction, the one who rebelled in ways that Lucifer couldn’t even dream of.

CAS

Sister, please-

WAITRESS

I’m not your sister anymore, I haven’t been for a long time. See, I never bought all of that. I always knew what you were. Deep down, you were just a pathetic little boy who needed someone big and strong to take care of him.

PATTI SMITH (v.o.)

Tower bells chime

Ding Dong, they chime

They're singing

"Jesus died for somebody's sins

But not mine"

CUT TO

DEAN pulls his blade from the WAITER, and the other WAITRESS spots him as he tries to run to CAS

PATTI SMITH (v.o.)

Gloria

G-L-O-R-I-A

They clash, the WAITRESS briefly overpowers DEAN, but she’s no match for him, and he makes quick work of her, stabbing her in the stomach with his blade.

PATTI SMITH (v.o.)

Gloria

G-L-O-R-I-A

CUT TO

CAS struggling to get out of the WAITRESS’ hold, but to no avail. She raises the angel blade to CAS’ cheek and draws a thin line down his face, drawing blood.

WAITRESS

Now look at you. No wings, no grace. Nothing without your little boyfriend. 

PATTI SMITH (v.o.)

Gloria

G-L-O-R-I-A

She raises the angel blade above her head, preparing to bring it down into CAS’ heart, but at the last second we see movement behind her.

DEAN (offscreen)

Heads up, sunshine.

Light bursts from the WAITRESS’ face as she screams, dropping the angel blade and falling limply to the floor. CAS looks up, dazed, to see DEAN, extending a hand down to CAS.

PATTI SMITH (v.o.)

Gloria

G-L-O-R-I-A

CAS takes DEAN’S hand, who pulls him to his feet. CAS sways slightly, and DEAN catches him, and the song slowly begins to fade out.

DEAN

You good, Cas?

CAS

Dean I’m sorry, I wasn’t-

DEAN

Don’t apologize Cas. I had it covered. I’m just- just glad you’re alright, man.

A beat. They look at each other. DEAN still hasn’t let go of CAS. DEAN looks like he’s going to say something, then pulls away. CAS slumps a bit when he does this, but doesn’t say anything.

DEAN

Right. Anyways, if the angels have a plan involving dad, it can’t be good. We should call Sam and hit the road.

CAS

Right. Of course.

DEAN

You sure you’re good, Cas?

CAS

I’m fine Dean, same as always.

CUT TO:

INT - THE ENTRANCE TO THE BUNKER, NIGHT

SAM is pacing around the big table, looking up when the door opens and DEAN and CAS walk in. As they walk down the steps, DEAN tosses a takeout container at SAM, who catches it.

DEAN

Lady left a perfectly good salad out on the table when we started fighting. Anything new with dad?

SAM

Haven’t even seen him. But Dean, I know you said there was nothing wrong, but we seriously gotta start thinking about next moves here.

DEAN

Next moves?

SAM

Are we summoning Naomi? Are we gonna try and get any more answers?

CAS

I’m not sure if that’s wise-

SAM

Why not?

DEAN

I’d love to get my hands on that evil bitch-

CAS

That’s exactly why. Sam, Dean, there are remarkably few angels left.

DEAN

Three less, after that dinner.

CAS

Four. Anael.

DEAN

Right, so what’s the big deal about ganking one or two more? Look, Naomi’s had it coming for years now.

SAM

No...Cas is right. Dean, we’ve only just gotten the universe in check again. Look, it’s not that I don’t trust Billie and Becky to have things covered, but I’m just saying, destroying Heaven? Wiping out all angels? We don’t really know what that means for everyone else.

CAS

Or what it means for Jack’s grace.

DEAN

Shit, Jack.

SAM

What’s the deal with Jack, anyways? Are you guys just gonna leave him with Jody forever?

CAS

No. Absolutely not.

DEAN

Yeah, hard no on that one.

SAM

We gotta brief him on what happened. If we tell him now, with Jack safe with Claire, he’ll have some time to cool down. If we just explain-

DEAN

Explain what Sam? We can never tell him. You know our whole lives he just drilled one thing into our heads over and over again: get revenge on the thing that killed mom.

SAM

Yeah but, Dean, he’s your kid.

DEAN

So? He wasn’t easy on his own kids.

SAM

So, what? We’re just gonna keep walking on eggshells, trying to keep Jack out of sight, hoping nobody slips up and mentions it? I mean, Dean, we’re gonna have to tell him eventually. Could you imagine if he found out from Jack?

DEAN

No...no we can’t do that...we tell him and then...then...

SAM

Then what Dean? We’re gonna have to come up with a plan, and right now, I think telling him is the best plan we’ve got.

DEAN

We could ask him to leave.

A beat. SAM wasn’t expecting this.

SAM

Like...Earth?

DEAN

No, no dude. Just the bunker. He can, you know, do his own thing. Get back to hunting and all that. 

SAM

I thought you’d be all for keeping the family together.

DEAN

Yeah. Well. We can still see him for Thanksgiving. Like a normal family.

SAM laughs and CAS lightly touches DEAN’S arm, who looks back at him.

CAS

Thank you, Dean. 

DEAN

Hey, hey. Cas, you don’t need to thank me.

CAS

But I understand that this is a difficult position for you, choosing between Jack and your father-

DEAN

Cas. It’s not a hard choice at all.

CAS turns to DEAN, his eyes big and hopeful, this is more than he ever hoped for from DEAN.

CAS

Dean...you’re a good man. You’re a good father.

DEAN pulls back and clears his throat, giving CAS a friendly, macho pat on the shoulder.

DEAN

Don’t worry about it, Cas. Besides, we gotta keep the kid around to do all the heavy lifting around here anyways.

CAS

Of course, Dean.

SAM

Uh. Right, I think that’s a pretty good plan.

DEAN

You do?

SAM

Yeah.

DEAN

Since when do you ever think my plans are good?

SAM

Well, most of your plans involve suicide.

DEAN

Not all of them.

CAS

Sam is right.

SAM

But look, we just don’t have enough to go on to do anything else. If dad’s away from us,the angels can’t use him against us. 

DEAN

So what are we gonna say? “Hey dad, great to have you back! Now get the hell out of our house because we think you’re some kind of sleeper agent and I don’t want you to hurt my kid?”

SAM

So? He abandoned us for less when we were kids.

DEAN

What if he really is a sleeper agent?

SAM

You’re overthinking this, man. I mean, it’s dad . Do you really think he’ll want to stick around?

DEAN

Yeah. Right. I mean, mom sure as hell didn’t.

SAM

That was different, Dean. And you know it. Mom was nothing like him. 

DEAN

Wasn’t she?

SAM

I can’t believe you’re saying this. 

DEAN

Whatever, man. Look, I think our plan is pretty foolproof. Dad’s tough but he’s. You know. Reasonable. Maybe you’re right Maybe if we just tell him to go...he’ll go. But if he doesn’t...

SAM

We’ll figure something out. We always do. Besides. It’s dad. What’s the worst he’s gonna do to us?

CUT TO:

 

EXT. JODY’S ROOF - NIGHT

JACK, PATIENCE, and KAIA have climbed out of the window to sit on the roof of JODY’S house, as this is something gay kids do when they want to feel like they’re protagonists in a coming of age movie. This is probably something CLAIRE does often. CLAIRE climbs out the window a moment later, holding two bottles and two can. She passes one beer to KAIA and the cans to PATIENCE and JACK, keeping one beer for herself and opening it.

KAIA

Cheers.

JACK

Is this soda?

CLAIRE

No, it’s Patience’s girly seltzer.

PATIENCE

They’re called white claws, Claire, and they’re good. Don’t listen to her, Jack. 

CLAIRE

Yeah, for babies, maybe.

JACK takes a cautious sip of his white claw, then smiles.

JACK

I like this!

PATIENCE

Ha!

CLAIRE

Whatever. Well, here’s to our bust of a case. No other resurrections, nothing on Angel Radio, nothing trying to kill us. Just Dean being weird.

JACK

Do you think they’ll ever let me go home? Maybe they just didn’t want me there.

CLAIRE

No way, Dean and Cas are just being overprotective. As usual. Look, once they clear that their dad isn’t some evil zombie hell-bent on killing everyone, it’ll be safe for you to go home.

JACK

I guess...But I’ve fought monsters with them before! They know I’m good in a fight! I don’t know what they’re so scared of this time.

KAIA

Well, I mean Dean’s dad used to hit him, right?

Silence. CLAIRE, JACK, and PATIENCE stare at her.

KAIA

Sorry, were we not supposed to bring that up?

CLAIRE

What the hell, Kaia. You can’t just say that!

KAIA

Why not? It’s true.

CLAIRE

No. No way.

KAIA

You don’t hold a gun to a teenager’s head unless you got hit as a kid. Claire, I know you love him, but the guy is seriously messed up.

CLAIRE

He’s a hunter! Hunters are always messed up!

KAIA

Is Jody? Donna? Garth ?

PATIENCE

She kinda has a point, Claire. Whenever he comes over for dinner, have you all his childhood stories end with “and then dad got really mad” and then he just stops talking? That’s not normal.

CLAIRE

So his dad was a jerk! That doesn’t mean he- he-

JACK

I don’t understand.

The GIRLS look over at JACK, suddenly guilty for talking about all of this in front of a toddler, Dean’s toddler. JACK is staring down at the can of white claw in his hands with the focused, intense look he gets.

PATIENCE

Jack–

JACK

Castiel, he said that John Winchester was not a good man, and not a good father. But, why would a parent hurt their children?

KAIA

Wasn’t your dad literally Satan?

JACK

Lucifer was never my father. Castiel is. And Dean. And they would never hurt me. Even Dean wouldn’t. They love me. Parents are supposed to do that. Aren’t they?

KAIA and PATIENCE look to CLAIRE, who sighs and moves to sit next to JACK.

CLAIRE

C’mere kid.

CLAIRE pulls JACK into a hug, a bit awkwardly at first, but JACK returns the hug and melts into her arms. It’s a sweet moment.

CLAIRE

Parents, adults...families can be seriously messed up sometimes. But ours? Cas, Dean, Sam. Jody and Donna. Rowena. Eileen. Ours is a good one. 

JACK

But John Winchester, he’s a Winchester, too. He’s part of our family.

CLAIRE

Come on, Jack. You know that’s Dean’s whole thing right? What was it he always says, [in a gruff imitation of DEAN, imitating BOBBY ] “family don’t end in blood, boy.”

JACK looks up at his sister and smiles.

JACK

We choose our family.

KAIA

Do you think he ever realized that that’s like, a gay thing?

CLAIRE

Oh definitely not.

KAIA

You’d think someone would’ve told him by now.

They laugh, until PATIENCE freezes suddenly, dropping her drink.

JACK

Patience?

KAIA

Shit, she’s having a vision. 

CLAIRE

Patience? Patience what are you seeing?

THE GIRLS and JACK gather around PATIENCE, holding her steady as she comes out of her trance.

KAIA

What was it? What did you see?

PATIENCE

Dean...Castiel...they’re in danger.

JACK

Where are they?

PATIENCE

The bunker- at least I think it’s the bunker? I just saw them running, and I could hear Sam screaming for someone to stop...

JACK

I have to go.

KAIA

Jack-

JACK

No, they need me! They said I was here to be their backup!

JACK gets up and readies himself to take off, but CLAIRE grabs his arm.

JACK

I know you think I’m a baby, and I know you’re gonna say they just sent me here so I wouldn’t be in the way, but you’re not going to stop me.

CLAIRE

I’m not trying to stop you.

JACK

You’re not?

CLAIRE

No. I’m trying to get you to take me with you. 

JACK

You want to come with me?

CLAIRE

What kind of big sister would I be if I let you run into danger alone?

CLAIRE sticks out a hand, JACK smiles and takes it. There’s a rustling of wings, and a moment later, they’re gone.

CUT TO

INT - THE DEAN CAVE, NIGHT

JOHN is pacing around the Dean Cave, examining the TV, the pool table, the makeshift bar. DEAN stands in the doorway for a moment, watching, before he clears his throat and enters.

JOHN

Nice place you got here.

DEAN

Yeah, thanks. I, uh. Call it the Dean Cave.

JOHN

You know, I’m surprised you boys have settled down like this.

DEAN

Yeah?

JOHN

It’s just not what us hunters do.

DEAN

Bobby had a house, didn’t he? Most of our friends have home bases, now that I think about it. Growing up, moving around every two weeks. I guess that was more a Winchester thing than anything else.

JOHN

You’d hate that, though. The apple pie life, proms, graduations, all in the same dead end town? That’s never been you.  

DEAN

I...Well, I guess not. But the Bunker, it’s great, Dad. It’s useful, and it’s  safe-

JOHN

Cut the crap, Dean. You’ve got a state of the art war bunker with friggin fridge magnets . I was joking before but you really are playing house. Did the angel put you up to this?

DEAN

Lay off Cas, dad. What’s your problem with him, anyways?

JOHN

Besides the obvious?

DEAN

The hell is that supposed to mean?

JOHN

Come on, Dean. You have to admit, the guy’s...you know. Fruity

DEAN

Fruity ?

JOHN

You can’t seriously act like you haven’t noticed. I mean, I’ve known the guy for like a day. I’m surprised you’ve kept him around for all these years. 

DEAN

And why the hell wouldn’t I? Cas is my best friend, okay? He always has our backs.

JOHN

Yeah, but has he ever tried to...come on to you?

DEAN

The hell, dad?

JOHN

I’m just saying, I don’t know why you’d keep somebody like that around.

DEAN

Because he’s family.

JOHN

He’s not family, Dean. We’re family. You, me, Sam, your mother...

DEAN looks like he wants to argue, but for a moment, he feels like a scared little boy again. Then he takes a deep breath, this was the opening he was waiting for. He takes a step forward and shuts the door behind him.

DEAN

Look, Dad. About mom...there’s something we need to tell you.

BLACK OUT.

INT. THE BUNKER KITCHEN - NIGHT

SAM is sitting at the table with a cup of coffee, scrolling through something on his laptop. Looking up every once in a while at CAS, who is pacing nervously from one end of the room to the other, holding a cup of coffee.

SAM

You good, Cas?

CAS

Are you sure it was a good idea to let Dean go in there alone?

SAM

I don’t like it either. But if it was me, I know dad and I would just end up fighting. Besides. It’s about Jack...I think Dean should really be the one to handle it.

CAS

I just don’t know if it’s safe.

SAM

What, for Dean? I mean, Cas, we’ve gone up against much worse-

CAS

Sam. Just because Dean won’t talk about his childhood, doesn’t mean that I don’t know what happened.

SAM shuts up, then sighs and closes his laptop, turning to look at CAS.

SAM

Look, Dean...he just doesn’t want you worrying about him.

CAS

He should know by now that I always will.

SAM

Yeah...I think he does.

CAS

He shouldn’t have to do this. 

SAM

He’ll be fine. He’d never let any of us handle it, anyways. It’s like when we were kids, he’d always be the one to talk Dad down, or pick him up from the bar when he was too drunk to walk. He was always protecting me. 

CAS

He never had anyone to protect him, though.

SAM

What the hell was I supposed to do, Cas? I was a kid . Bobby, Rufus...they tried to help. But Dean, you know him, he’d never say a bad word against Dad. Even when everyone could see the bruises.

CAS

It’s not enough to just send him away. John Winchester needs to die.

SAM

Cas-

Suddenly, there’s a rustling of wings. SAM and CAS turn to see JACK, standing at attention, and CLAIRE stumbling slightly. 

CLAIRE

Whoa, does the angel express always make you that dizzy?

CAS

Jack! Claire !

CLAIRE

Hiya Cas. Sam.

CAS crosses the room and pulls his two kids into a hug. JACK, as usual, melts into the touch unselfconsciously. CLAIRE rolls her eyes but lets him fuss over her anyways.

CAS

What are you doing here? I thought you were at Jody’s?

JACK

You said you I was there as backup, so now I’m the backup!

SAM

What are you talking about?

CLAIRE

Patience had a vision. Something’s gonna go wrong.

CAS

All the more reason you should’ve stayed away. Claire, I thought I told you to look after your brother.

JACK

I don’t need to be protected, okay? I want to help!

CLAIRE

Yeah, no offense, Cas, but the two of us combined are probably a hell of a lot tougher than you old dudes.

CAS

Jack, you can’t be here. Dean is telling his father about Mary right now, and I know it wasn’t your fault, we all do. But John won’t see it that way, and he’s dangerous

JACK

But what if he hurts Dean?

SAM

He’s not, we’re not going to let it come to that. But you two need to go .

CLAIRE

No.

CAS

No?

CLAIRE

I get that you’re trying to protect us, or whatever. But we know what’s going on. We know how much this sucks for you guys, and we’re gonna help. Whether you like it or not.

CAS sighs, but then smiles and puts a hand on CLAIRE’S shoulder.

CAS

You’re too much like him, sometimes. Fine. I won’t make you leave, but you have to stay out of the way and protect Jack.

JACK

That’s not fair!

CAS

We need you safe.

SAM

Jack, if you don’t listen to your dad we can always drive you back to Jody’s. Both of you.

JACK

Fine.

CAS

How about you show Claire your room? I think she’d like to see your legos. 

CAS shoots CLAIRE the patented “ please don’t argue ” look that all parents have, and CLAIRE rolls her eyes but doesn’t fight him.

CLAIRE

Yeah. I showed you my room back at Jody’s. I bet yours is way cooler.

JACK

I guess...

SAM

It’s fine, Jack. 

JACK

But Patience-

SAM

Psychics aren’t always right. Nothing bad’s going to happen.

CLAIRE tugs on JACK’S arm and he turns to follow her down the hallway. CAS watches them for a minute before setting his coffee cup down and following them out.

CUT TO:

INT. THE DEAN CAVE - NIGHT

DEAN and JOHN are standing in the same positions as they were in the previous scene -  DEAN at the door and JOHN pacing around the room, inspecting every inch of it. 

DEAN

How much do you know?

JOHN

I know that your mother came back. I know that you lost her again. Nobody will tell me how she died. I just know you boys gave up on her.

DEAN

We tried, Dad. We tried to fix things. 

JOHN

So the she-god, god’s sister, or whatever. She couldn’t have just snapped her fingers and brought her back again? 

DEAN

She was out of the picture, big miracles like that...they’re still a one and done kinda thing. We’re aren’t exactly friends .

JOHN

And your angels? They didn’t do shit, either?

DEAN

It’s not their fault. If they could’ve done anything to fix it, they would’ve. And Jack...he really tried. She meant a lot to him, too. 

JOHN

If someone told me 15 years ago that the antichrist would be the closest thing I’d ever have to a grandkid...

DEAN

Don’t call him that.

JOHN

What? Antichrist or grandkid?

DEAN

Antichrist , Dad. Jack’s a good kid. And he’s mine. Our family ain’t just you, me, and Sam anymore. A lot has changed since you’ve been gone. You know. Different priorities, and all.

JOHN

Priorities, huh? Some kid, who’s not even blood, over your own mother?

DEAN

Stop talking about Jack like that.

JOHN

I hope you at least ganked whatever the hell it was that killed her.

DEAN

It wasn’t like that.

JOHN

It wasn’t like what ?

DEAN

Mom’s death. That’s what I came to talk to you about. It was an accident.

JOHN

Accidents don’t happen. Not on hunts.

DEAN

Look, it wasn’t anyone’s fault. If anything, it was mine -

JOHN

So it was Sammy’s then? Or maybe your little angel wifey?

DEAN

What- no!

JOHN

You forget, boy. I raised you. I know when you’re protecting someone. So tell me. Who is it? What about that kid of yours?

DEAN hesitates for a moment, but it’s all JOHN needs. He starts to laugh.

JOHN
Wow. I mean wow Dean. Just wow. You fancy yourself a father, huh?

DEAN

Whatever you’re thinking, you’re wrong, okay? Jack, he might not look it, but he’s just a kid. And it was hard for me too, at first, but you gotta believe me, it wasn’t Jack’s fault.

JOHN crosses the room quickly to shove DEAN against the door, and DEAN flinches.

JOHN

And he’s still alive?

DEAN

It was an accident , sir, he’s sorry -

JOHN

Monsters can’t be sorry.

DEAN

He’s not a monster. He’s my son .

All background music drops off as JOHN slaps DEAN across the face. Hard. DEAN stumbles back against the door and lifts his hand to his face.

JOHN

I raised you to do two things, boy. Kill monsters and avenge your mother. And if you’re too soft to put that abomination down, I’ll do it myself.

JOHN goes to move past DEAN, who grabs his arm and stops him in his tracks. DEAN looks at JOHN with what might be the coldest, angriest, expression he’s ever had.

DEAN

You need to leave.

JOHN

Are you kidding? You’re gonna order me out?

DEAN

I’m giving you an out because you’re my dad, and I don’t want to hurt you. But if you even think about touching my family, I’ll do what I have to do.

JOHN stays quiet for a beat, staring down DEAN, before he backs off and raises his hands, smiling coldly.

JOHN

You know, for a minute there you almost sounded like a man.

DEAN drops his arm and JOHN walks out, DEAN’S eyes never leaving him until he’s out of sight, when DEAN slumps against the door, cradling his face again.

CUT TO:

INT. THE BUNKER HALLWAY - NIGHT

JACK is leading CLAIRE down the hallway towards his room, excitedly pointing out different rooms and landmarks in the bunker. CAS trails behind them, happy to just watch the siblings talk. 

JACK

Ooh, and this is the store room me and Dean got locked in once! 

CLAIRE

This is so unfair. You get to live in the batcave? They made me go live with Jody. I had to go to high school

JACK

I wish I went to high school! It looks so fun on Riverdale-

CLAIRE

Yeah. First lesson of high school. It’s nothing like Riverdale .

CAS

Claire...I am sorry. If you felt like we’d abandoned you, or didn’t care about you-

CLAIRE

Cas, it’s cool. I like Jody. Besides, the other girls would be a mess without me.

CAS

Well, I want you to know that you always have a place here. With us. If you ever want.

JACK

Oh please come live with us. We have so many rooms! Or we could get bunk beds! You can be on my team when we play Monopoly!

CLAIRE

I didn’t realize you needed teams for Monopoly.

CAS

Jack doesn’t quite understand how to count money.

JACK

But if you were on my team instead of Cas we could win! So will you stay?

CLAIRE

I-

CAS

It’s alright. Claire, you don’t have to have an answer right now. Or ever. Just...our door is always open.

The sound of a door opening down the hall startles them, and they look up to see JOHN WINCHESTER storm down the hallway towards them. He locks eyes with JACK, who freezes, before CAS pushes JACK behind him. 

JOHN

You.

CAS

Claire, take Jack and go find Dean-

CLAIRE

Come on, Jack-

CLAIRE tugs at JACK’S arm, but he shakes her off, determined not to leave CAS. Not again.

CAS

John Winchester, I think it’s time for you to leave.

JOHN ignores CAS, and keeps staring directly at JACK. He speaks with a terrifying calmness.

JOHN

You’re the monster that killed my Mary.

JACK

 I’m sorry. I’m so sorry. It was an accident.

JOHN

I don’t care.

JOHN reaches into his pocket and pulls out an angel blade.

CAS

That won’t kill him. It can’t even hurt him.

JOHN

Maybe normal ones can’t, but this one’s had a few upgrades.

JOHN holds the angel blade up to the light, and we see that Enochian runes glow along the blade.

JOHN

You see, the angels and I, we had a little deal. Turns out we share a goal. I want revenge on the thing that killed my wife. And the angels? Well they just want the traitorous whore and his spawn dead.

CAS

Dean will never let you get away with this.

JOHN

Dean? He knows what happens to him when he doesn’t follow orders.

JOHN lunges forward, angel blade in hand and aiming for JACK, but CAS catches his arm. 

CAS

Claire, take your brother outside, as fast as you can.

CLAIRE

But-

CAS

Go .

CLAIRE nods at him and grabs JACK’S hand and takes off down the hallway. CAS is still holding JOHN back, but is starting to sweat. JOHN is clearly stronger than a newly human CAS, but when he tries to break free to chase the siblings, we see a flash of CAS’ old divine rage.

JOHN

Fight me all you want, but we both know you’re not strong enough to stop me. 

CAS

I’m strong enough to protect them.

CUT TO:

INT. THE DEAN CAVE - NIGHTTIME

DEAN is still slumped against the door, holding his face. This isn't the hardest he’s been hit. It’s not that he was hit particularly hard, or it was particularly shocking, but DEAN is frozen at the idea of fighting a monster he thought long dead.

 A montage of flashbacks starts to play- these are the endings to every single one of DEAN’S childhood anecdotes that ended in him trailing off into nothing. JOHN beating a six-year-old DEAN for making a mess in the motel kitchen after trying to make MARY’S casserole. JOHN dragging a young teenage DEAN back to their New York City hotel room and taking off his belt. DEAN telling SAM to wait in the bathroom or handing him money to go to the vending machine. 

DEAN is shaken out of these memories when he hears a commotion down the hall, and CAS shout “go.” He manages to stand up again and tears off down the hallway after them. 

CUT TO:

INT. BUNKER HALLWAY - NIGHTTIME

DEAN runs into the hallway just in time to see CLAIRE and JACK disappear around the corner, and JOHN knock CAS to the ground. He raises the angel blade above his head, but before he can bring it down, DEAN speaks.

DEAN

Dad.

JOHN freezes, as does CAS.

DEAN

Get away from him. 

JOHN

I think we both know I can’t do that, Dean.

CAS

Dean- he’s not going to leave. The angels, they sent him here to kill Jack-

JOHN kicks CAS in the ribs, cutting him off mid-sentence and leaving him hunched over in pain. 

DEAN

You lied to me? You knew all along?

JOHN

Of course I knew. I mean, not at first. The whole no memories thing, that was true. But after your brother started telling me a bit about your mother, I decided to place a call while you were gone. You see, the angels and I want the same thing: sweet little Jack and Castiel dead.

DEAN

You were never just going to leave, were you.

JOHN

It’s just another hunt, boy.

CAS

You can’t kill him, please ! You can’t kill our son, you can kill me- just leave him out of it. Please, he’s just a boy-

JOHN

Dean, shut your bitch up before I do it myself.

DEAN holds his hands out in front of him like he’s trying to calm a wild animal, which isn’t too far off.

DEAN

Dad, you’ve gotta believe me. It’s not Jack’s fault. It’s not Cas’ fault. If you want to blame anyone, blame me, okay? Its- It’s my fault for not being with her. It’s my fault for not paying more attention to Jack, it’s my fault for blaming Cas-

JOHN

You know, Dean. That was always your best quality. Always willing to get in front of a punch for somebody else. And I was more than happy to take you up on it. But it’s different this time.

JOHN reaches into his coat, pulls a gun, and holds it to DEAN’S head. 

JOHN

He killed your mom.

DEAN flinches and shields CAS as JOHN goes to pull the trigger, but before he can, the gun is wrenched from his grip and flies across the hallway. The three men look up to see JACK, eyes glowing gold and hand extended, flanked by CLAIRE and SAM.

DEAN

Claire? Jack? The hell are you two doing here? I thought we said to stay at Jody’s?

CLAIRE helps CAS to his feet.

CLAIRE

Yeah, well. I was never really good at the whole “following orders” thing. 

JOHN

Another kid? Jesus I didn’t think you queers could pop them out that fast.

CLAIRE

Excuse me?

JOHN pulls his angel blade again and starts to approach JACK, but before he can, DEAN pulls JACK behind him. As this happens, “Dear Wormwood” by The Oh Hellos starts to play.

JOHN

Step aside, Dean. You should know by now, family is everything .

DEAN

Yeah. it is.

JOHN lunges forward, but freezes in his tracks. DEAN steps back, revealing a bloody angel blade that he pulls from JOHN’S stomach. JOHN clutches at the wound, looking between it and DEAN before he falls to his knees.

JOHN

You...son of a bitch. I didn’t think...you had it in ya. 

CAS pulls JACK in for a hug and turns him away from JOHN, bleeding out on the floor. SAM looks at DEAN in shock.

JOHN

I mean, Sam maybe. But...you? [HE COUGHS] You were always too soft. Too weak . Even as a kid...knew you were gonna turn out to be a worthless faggot .

DEAN continues to watch impassively as JOHN struggles to stand.

JOHN

But having...having the guts to stab me? Well. [HE COUGHS AGAIN] Maybe...maybe you grew up to be like me after all.

Something in DEAN snaps at that. He punches JOHN hard, across the face. Once. Twice. Three times before he pulls back again. JOHN just starts laughing.

JOHN

They grow up so fast.

DEAN

I am nothing- nothing like you.

JOHN

Isn’t that what you wanted, though? Your whole life? To be...be just like your daddy? And now you can. I mean, you even got two brats of your own now-

DEAN holds his blade to JOHN’S throat. For the first time, JOHN looks afraid.

DEAN

Don’t you dare. Don’t you dare even look at them. What you did to Sam, to me ...I’ll never, never , do that to them.

JOHN

Dean...you don’t have to do this.

DEAN

Yeah. I do. I kill monsters.

With that, DEAN plunges the angel blade into JOHN’S heart, and the other man crumples, lifeless, to the floor. JOHN WINCHESTER is dead, and DEAN feels free.

BLACK OUT.

INT. THE BUNKER KITCHEN - NIGHTTIME.

SAM sets four beers down on the table and takes a seat where DEAN, CAS, CLAIRE, and JACK are sitting, DEAN and CLAIRE take theirs gratefully, but CAS is distracted by JACK healing his various scrapes and bruises.

JACK

All better!

CAS kisses the top of JACK’S head, and JACK yawns. DEAN watches the exchange, smiling. 

CAS

It’s late, and you’ve exerted yourself. I believe it is past your bedtime.

JACK

I’m not tired! And we just got here!

DEAN

It’s alright, Jack. We’ll still be here in the morning, I can make pancakes.

JACK

So...you’re staying?

DEAN

Yeah, I am.

JACK jumps off his stool to run over and hug DEAN, and CAS visibly sighs in relief.

JACK

You were gone so much, I missed you.

DEAN

I missed you too, kid. Now listen to your dad, it’s past your bedtime.

CAS

Come along, Jack. I’ll tuck you in.

JACK follows CAS out of the kitchen, DEAN watches them go.

CLAIRE

Is it too morbid to say cheers?

SAM

We’ve drank for worse. Cheers.

DEAN

Cheers.

They all clink their bottles together and take long swigs.

SAM

Dean...I’m sorry.

DEAN

For what?

SAM

As a kid. I wasn’t there for you. I knew what Dad was doing and I never said anything, I never stopped him, and then I just left you. 

DEAN

Are you kidding me?

SAM

What?

DEAN

You never have to be sorry for that.

SAM

But when I left for Stanford, you were-

DEAN

Pissed off? Scared? Lonely? Sure, but more than anything I was just so relieved that you were safe. Away from Dad. Besides, I’m your big brother. Protecting you is my job.

SAM

Seriously, Dean. How are you holding up, man?

DEAN

I’m...I’m fine. I’m good . Is that messed up? I mean, I just killed dad , but I feel-

SAM

Like you can breathe again.

DEAN

Like I can breathe for the first time .

SAM looks like he wants to say something else, but his eyes catch on something behind DEAN, and he clears his throat and stands up.

SAM

Right. Uh, Claire, are you crashing here tonight?

CLAIRE

I mean, I think my ride passed out during storytime, so yeah.

SAM

How about we get you set up with a room, right now.

CLAIRE

Really, Sam? I mean I get why Jack has a bedtime but I’m not-

CLAIRE looks up from her drink and sees what SAM noticed earlier. 

CLAIRE

Oh, yeah on second thought I’m like, super tired.

She stands up and pats DEAN on the shoulder.

CLAIRE

Night Dean, thanks for the beer. And killing your dad for us.

DEAN

What the hell has gotten into you two?

SAM

Oh, nothing. You just stay here, finish your drink.

SAM and CLAIRE scamper out of the kitchen, and DEAN turns to see CAS standing in the doorway as the other two push past him.

CAS

I’m sorry, was I intruding-

DEAN

No, no. It’s all good. C’mere, buddy.

DEAN pats the seat next to him, and CAS sits down, awkwardly. 

CAS

Dean, what you did for Jack...I just wanted to say thank you. I know it couldn’t have been easy-

DEAN

Cas, you know I didn’t just do it for your sake, right?

CAS doesn’t say anything, he just looks at DEAN, shocked.

DEAN

I know I haven’t always been...With Jack it hasn’t always been...look. I’m not winning any father of the year awards, and sometimes I worry that dad’s right and I’m more like him than I think. But I love the kid. I’d do anything for him. He’s my kid. My boy.

CAS

Oh Dean.

CAS leans forward and throws his arms around DEAN’S neck, DEAN returning the embrace and pulling CAS tight against him.

CAS

You’re nothing like him, you know. I don’t think that man could ever love anything, but you

DEAN

Yeah, I know. I’m just a big softie.

CAS pulls back, slightly. Their faces are still far too close. If this was an earlier season, DEAN would make a “personal space” quip.

CAS

I’ve been alive for millenia. I’ve observed more humans than you could ever know...but you had the brightest soul I’ve ever seen. Even in hell, shining like a beacon. 

DEAN

Do you ever miss it?

CAS

Miss what?

DEAN

Seeing souls.

CAS

I don’t need to see your soul. I know it.

CAS brings his hand to DEAN’S face, a bruise has started to form on his cheek where JOHN hit him. DEAN can’t even move.

CAS

I miss healing, though. A few weeks ago, I’d be able to take away your pain with just a touch. But now...

CAS moves to pull his hand away, but DEAN catches his wrist and softly kisses his palm.

DEAN

It’s alright, Cas. It’s okay.

CAS

Dean-

DEAN

You know, don’t you?

CAS

I do. 

DEAN pulls back, but keeps his hold around CAS’s wrist. He stares down at their joined hands, unable to look CAS in the eye.

DEAN

Cas...when I lost you...I’m sorry. I didn’t say anything. You told me, and I was too damn scared to move-

CAS

You didn’t need to say it, Dean. I told you, I’m happy just to love you, I’m happy that you know I do.

DEAN

But I should say it, Cas. It’s been twelve years, and the things I’ve done to you, the times I’ve pushed you away... You deserve to hear it.

CAS

I know it’s not easy for you-

DEAN takes CAS’ face in his hands.

DEAN

It is now. I love you. 

DEAN leans in, and CAS closes his eyes. Before they kiss, the scene cuts to black.

CUT TO:

INT. THE ENTRYWAY OF THE BUNKER - MORNING

DEAN walks into the map/war/entry room (whatever it’s called) with a stack of pancakes. 

DEAN

Who’s hungry?

He brings them out to the map table, where SAM is sitting hunched over a cup of coffee and CLAIRE is sandwiched between JACK and CAS, showing them something on her phone. As DEAN slides the pancakes onto the table, he bends down to kiss the top of CAS’ head. SAM catches this and raises an eyebrow at DEAN, who just glares at him.

SAM

Guessing you two had a good talk last night.

DEAN

You know, for your information, Sammy, we did .  

JACK

Did I miss something?

CLAIRE

It’s okay, Jack. They’ll tell you when you’re older.

JACK

Is it sex?

SAM spits out his coffee. 

DEAN

No , uh no. Nothing...that. Much.

SAM

That much, huh?

DEAN

Can it, Sammy.

They all look up when they hear the sound of the Bunker’s door opening to see EILEEN. (Note all characters speak and sign when speaking to EILEEN, with the exception of CLAIRE. EILEEN, of course, is fluent, but SAM and CAS are pretty close. JACK and DEAN are more choppy.)

SAM

Eileen!

EILEEN

Hi Sam.

SAM runs up to meet her on the steps and kisses her cheek.

EILEEN 

So, did I miss anything big?

SAM looks down at DEAN and CAS sitting with the two kids and passing a thing of maple syrup back and forth. DEAN still bruised from the fight with JOHN, and everybody looks exhausted.

SAM

Not really.

EILEEN looks over to CAS and DEAN. DEAN has a smudge of flour on his cheek and CAS leans across the table to wipe it away, and DEAN turns his head to softly kiss CAS’ knuckles. CLAIRE pretends not to notice, but JACK is beaming.

EILEEN (signing only)

Seems pretty big to me.

SAM

It’s been a long time coming.

SAM grabs her hand and they walk down the stairs.

JACK (speaking and signing)

Hello Eileen! Dean made pancakes!

DEAN

Morning, Eileen. Want any?

EILEEN

Sure, can’t stay too long, though. Sam and I have to head out pretty soon.

DEAN

Are you guys working a case?

SAM

Uh...actually...

DEAN

What?

SAM

We’re...looking at apartments. Not that I don’t love the bunker, and living with you guys, and all that. It’s just- Now that things are finally okay, we kinda want to...

EILEEN

Settle down.

DEAN stands up and walks over to them.

SAM

Dean...I’m sorry I didn’t tell you before.

DEAN

Sam.

SAM

What?

DEAN

C’mere.

DEAN pulls SAM and EILEEN into a hug. 

DEAN

About damn time, you’re too old to still be living at home.

They break apart, grinning.

EILEEN

I’m gonna go hang up my coat.

She does, then goes to join CAS and the kids at the table, grabbing a pancake, leaving SAM and DEAN alone.

SAM

You’re not mad?

DEAN

Course I’m not. I’m happy for you crazy kids. Besides, I’m about to save so much on groceries.

SAM

And you? Are you gonna keep going-

DEAN looks back at CAS, who’s fondly watching CLAIRE and JACK having a very animated conversation. “Rivers and Roads” by The Head and the Heart starts to play.

DEAN

No. No, I don’t think I’m leaving. Not for a while. Maybe not for a long time.

SAM

I’m really proud of you, Dean.

DEAN

Yeah, well. Don’t get sappy on me now. C’mon, before the pancakes get cold.

SAM and DEAN sit down at the table. It’s an ordinary scene. Just a family sitting down to breakfast. CLAIRE rolls her eyes at something SAM says, EILEEN gently corrects JACK’S ASL, CAS and DEAN keep sneaking fond, giddy glances at each other. The final, a capella verse of “Rivers and Roads” plays.

THE HEAD AND THE HEART (v.o.)

Rivers and roads

Rivers and roads

Rivers 'til I reach you

Rivers and roads

Rivers and roads

Rivers 'til I reach you

Rivers and roads

Oh rivers and roads

Oh rivers 'til I reach you.

 

BLACK OUT.