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- Who are you? - We're guys who saved the world.

- What are you doing? - What I have to.

He's brain-dead. Machines keeping him breathing.

It's like you said, Dean. Whatever it takes.

Nick said, when he left, he was just gonna go home.

- I didn't know he was-- - Killing people?

My whole family was slaughtered.

The best thing I can hope for is that I catch the monster who did it.

There's this guy... Said his name was Abraxas.

No way. Nick.

You couldn't fix me, 'cause I don't wanna be fixed.

I can feel him in my head.

Michael gets out, that's it for this world.

Billie said that there's only one way that this ends right.

Ma'lak box. Secured and warded.

Once inside, nothing gets out. Not even an archangel.

Plan is, charter a boat to take me out to the Pacific. Splash.

You and Michael trapped together for eternity?

It's the only sane play I've got.

No! No!

Sam!

Sam!

No! No! No!

Sam? Sammy!

Sammy!

Oh, hey. Didn't mean to wake you. Sorry.

No. It's just a bad dream.

Sammy!

It's fine.

You wanna talk about it?

No... No, I'm okay.

What're you doing? Why don't you get some sleep?

You know, Dean, you don't have

to act like what you're planning to do is just business as usual.

I know you're scared.

Never said I wasn't scared. But it doesn't matter.

"Doesn't matter"?

Dean, we know we could die

doing what we do, it's always a possibility.

But what you're talking about is far worse than death.

Michael's an archangel.

He could literally keep you buried in a coffin. Alive.

Forever.

Okay. I get it.

But what's the other option, huh?

Micheal gets out of my head and ends the world?

'Cause it's all right there in Billie's book.

Yeah, but it's only if we don't find another way to take Michael off the board.

And there has to be another way.

And what is that other way?

Exactly.

Please! Please!

Okay, sunshine. Soup's on.

And bad as the food is here,

gourmet compared to what you'll be getting in jail.

So, enjoy.

When am I getting outta here?

Not sure.

At least four jurisdictions wanna prosecute.

You were a busy bee.

Yeah, what went down, none of that was my fault.

Right.

'Cause you were possessed by Satan.

That's real.

That's a real thing. Okay?

He left me, but...

it changed me.

Listen, you piece of crap.

You wanna say the Devil made you do it, well, you stick with that.

'Cause either way, you're gonna be locked up for the rest of your life.

You're done. You're buried.

Hey. Man.

I just wanna make sure that you're still with me on this thing.

You're gonna see it through to the end.

I gave you my word, didn't I?

Okay. All right. It's just, you know, after what you said last night

I don't need you and Mom coming up with some way to stop me.

You know Mom hates this. I hate this.

I know.

And Cass and Jack... You haven't even told them.

Okay. Well, yeah, that's because I'm not good with the whole big goodbyes.

All right? I don't need to get shaky on this thing.

Wouldn't be the worst thing.

You know what Michael wants to do.

You know that this will stop it. And you know that there's no other way.

So, just put the end of this trip outta your head, okay?

- Sam. - Cass.

Were you able to talk him out of it?

No. So, I'm counting on you. Um, any luck?

I did as you asked.

I've looked for any possible way to forcibly extract Michael and destroy him.

But so far, nothing.

And what about Rowena?

She went through the entire Book of the Damned and found nothing.

And I told her to do it again,

see if she missed something. And, uh...

Well, the woman has a remarkable command of profanity.

All right. Thanks. Keep going.

Sam, maybe if I spoke with Dean.

It wouldn't matter.

Believe me, I've never seen him like this.

He won't listen to me. He's just...

No. If we don't find some way, Dean's gone.

For I will strike down the firstborn in the land of Egypt.

What're you doing?

And against all the gods of Egypt I will execute judgment.

You don't wanna do this. No. Please, no.

I am the Lord.

You ever think about when we were kids?

Maybe. Yeah. Sure. Sometimes, why?

I know I wasn't always the greatest brother to you.

Dean, you were the one who was always there for me.

The only one.

I mean, you practically raised me.

I know things got dicey.

You know, with Dad.

The way he was. And I just...

I didn't always look out for you the way that I should've.

I mean, I had my own stuff, you know.

In order to keep the peace it probably looked like I took his side quite a bit.

Sometimes when I was...

When I was away,

you know it wasn't just 'cause I ran out, right?

Dad would...

He would send me away when I really pissed him off.

I think you knew that.

Man, I left that behind a long time ago.

I had to.

If we're gonna get through this, I have to do like you said

and try and keep my mind off where we're going.

So, if we could not

have conversations that sound like

deathbed apologies, I would really appreciate it.

Right. Yeah.

Answer me.

Answer me, you owe me that.

I think God's pretty done with you.

Why would you even bother praying to him?

I wouldn't.

Could you do me a solid? I have to use the can.

Oh, come on.

Seriously? Come on. Give me a little bit of... A little dignity.

I got... I got cuffs, I got a bum leg, what the heck am I gonna do?

Thank you.

You know the drill. Hands behind your back.

Yeah.

Listen, I, uh... I'm pretty sure I found us a case.

A case?

Yeah.

You know this trip isn't about finding a case.

I know. I know. But it's on the way. Uh, Fort Dodge, Iowa.

And if we can help, then, shouldn't we?

It's on the way. Maybe.

Yeah, one last case for the Winchester boys.

Don't... You had to go there. Okay. Just...

There have been at least two murders, uh, one was just tonight,

and the police reports say a couple days ago a woman drowned in,

uh, "bloody red salt water."

- Like sea water. - Yeah. Except there's no sea around here.

And then tonight a guy had his throat slit.

Both bodies were dumped in alleys, the murders happened somewhere else.

And both vics had "graffiti carved in them."

- Graffiti? - That's what the cop said.

But it wasn't graffiti.

Enochian.

Yeah.

Yeah?

Sir, FBI. We're here to talk to you about your brother, Alan.

Well, definitely brothers.

Alan was my twin. I'm Eddie.

I can't believe he's gone.

We were close.

Best friends.

Alan always said he was my big brother 'cause he was born first.

By, like, four minutes.

Losing him is like losing a part of myself.

I never knew it could be this bad.

Cops said your brother was connected to another victim.

Yeah, I know, they both had that graffiti carved in them.

What kinda monster does that?

Actually it wasn't, um... It wasn't graffiti.

It was, uh... It was an ancient language.

It meant, um, "I am the word."

What?

Was your brother a very religious man?

No. Not really.

Did he know anyone who was?

Well, I mean most of the people we know are...

They're church-on-Easter types.

- Except... - Except what?

There's this guy, Tony Alvarez.

Him and Alan were friends.

He was always quoting stuff that sounded like it came from the Bible.

- Can I see that paper again? - Course.

This is Tony.

Before he got too weird. There. On his arm.

It's Enochian.

It means "the word."

- A killer who reads and writes Enochian? - Maybe some kinda screwed-up angel?

I suppose Tony could've said yes and gotten possessed,

but there aren't that many angels around anymore.

Well, angels aren't the only ones who know Enochian.

Dean.

It's so good to hear from you.

Okay. Well, good.

Uh, listen, Cass, uh, Sam and I are working this case.

You're working a case.

That is so good to hear.

So, I assume that means you're not going through with it,

because I have to say, Dean,

this plan of yours, it was born of desperation, not reason.

- My plan. - I know that I'm not supposed to know

what I know, but--

Look, I'm fine with my plan, okay?

We can talk about my plan later.

Dean,

you are making a terrible mistake.

Does the name Tony Alvarez mean anything to you?

Yes.

Say more.

Antonio Alvarez is next in line to be prophet when Donatello dies.

Okay. Thanks, Cass.

Wait, Dean. Dean.

We need to have a conversation.

Look, I really gotta handle this right now. Okay?

So, thank you and, um... It's good to hear your voice.

Dean?

- Really? - Dean, it's Cass. I had to tell him.

Well, it turns out that Alan's friend Tony is a killer prophet.

How's that even possible?

I guess anyone can be a prophet, right?

Not like there's a background check or anything.

Yeah. But before one reveals itself, the previous one has to die.

So, does that mean Donatello is dead?

Dr. Rashad? Hi, it's Dean Winchester.

Yes, yeah, we've spoken before, I'm Donatello Redfield's nephew.

How is... How is Donatello? He's, um... He's still alive, right?

Uh-huh.

Well, Uncle Donny's a fighter.

You keep me posted. Okay?

Still with us.

So, wait a second. If Donatello is still technically online,

then why is Tony Alvarez off the bench?

Let's ask him.

Tony Alvarez?

Wow.

Enochian 101.

It's like a whole semester of Prophet-speak.

Wow.

Better check this out.

What, are these future vics?

I don't know. These look familiar?

Hmm.

Well, he likes souvenirs.

Explains how our lady vic drowned.

Look at this.

It's all word of God and Divine retribution, I mean,

slaughter of firstborn sons, the drowning of Egyptians in the Red Sea.

Wait, wait, wait. So, Alan was the oldest of the twins, right?

- Yeah. - So, firstborn.

Of course.

And then she died in salty bloody water.

The Red Sea. So, then, what's next up?

Hey, Dean.

"And there went out fire from the Lord and devoured them."

Hey, Sam. Check this out.

You don't have to do this.

You don't have to do it.

Whatever you want. I'll give you anything!

No! Let me go, please!

And the son of Aaron offered strange fire to the Lord,

which he commanded them not.

There went out fire from the Lord and devoured him

and he died before the Lord.

What are you doing? Come back, please, come on!

Whatever you want. I'll give you anything. Please!

The pain becomes salvation.

What are you doing? No! No! No!

Get outta here. Go. Now.

Sam. Sam!

Tony Alvarez, right?

Who are you?

You can't. You can't do this.

I'm doing God's work. I'm carrying out his orders.

You think God spoke to you?

I've been chosen. I hear his voice in my head.

Yeah? What's he saying now?

Nothing.

Yeah. Because whatever you heard, it wasn't God.

Those people you killed were innocent.

Please--

No!

You're not chosen, pal.

You're just a psycho.

He said...

No.

So, what if he's hearing something, right?

I mean, what if... What if he's pickin' up some sort of vibe from Donatello?

No, no, no.

Donatello's out cold.

Yeah, so, we think he's out cold.

He's got my gun.

Hey! Hey, hey, no.

No. Wait. Hey, stop, stop.

- No, no, no. - Wait--

So, then this might not end with Tony Alvarez.

Because the next prophet's gonna show up somewhere.

And the crazy could start all over again.

By the way, Cass, I thought there could only be one prophet at a time.

Yeah, there should, but...

Donatello is between life and death.

I mean, perhaps the next prophet was activated before his time?

And went all Hannibal?

The natural order's been upset.

Perhaps Donatello's state has created a prophet who's...

Who's not only premature, but malformed.

Okay, but if Tony was wired wrong because of Donatello,

then the next prophet would be wired wrong as well and then the next,

and the next and the next... How do we end this?

You know how.

No.

Nick?

Is that you?

Yes, Nick.

Lucifer?

Sarah.

Your wife.

Sarah? Is that a ghost of Sarah?

Yes.

I don't understand. What're you doing here?

I never left. I'm held here by unfinished business.

Oh, my God.

My unsolved murder and Teddy's.

Sarah, I...

I've missed you.

I never thought I'd see you again.

I'm so sorry.

No, Nick. You're not.

But I found who killed you, Sarah. A cop.

Frank Kellogg. I mean, not a cop. A demon.

It's not Frank, it's Abraxas. It's confusing. But I found him,

I killed him. It. Whatever. I got you justice, Sarah.

You're free, you can leave.

And what about Lucifer?

What about him? He's dead.

My unfinished business isn't just about how I died, Nick.

It's you.

I was here that night, I saw what he did to you, I...

You chose Lucifer.

You wanted him. You...

You still do.

He chose me. Okay?

You didn't come here to find peace.

You came here to find him,

in the place where you became one with him.

No.

Then show me I'm wrong. Reject Lucifer, right now!

If you do, I can leave.

I can find peace.

Reject him, Nick.

Please. Please.

I can't.

I'm sorry.

You can't.

Because you are him.

You doomed me to stay in this place forever.

You've doomed yourself.

I know.

I'm sorry.

Where're you going?

Wherever it's darkest. Wherever he is.

Nick!

You're making the right choice.

Your uncle's in a persistent vegetative state.

Being kept alive by machinery and nothing else.

Sometimes letting go is the right choice.

Tell me about it.

Just coincidental, you all being here at the same time.

Dr. Novak, meet, uh--

Yes, I know. I know these gentlemen.

Mr. Winchester. And the other Mr. Winchester.

Doctor.

Doctor.

So, Dr. Rashad, you were saying

there's been no improvement with our uncle?

That's right. There's no real brain activity to speak of,

nothing beyond the occasional muscle spasm or babbled word.

Strictly reflexive.

What kind of babbled word?

Follow me.

So, down here checking in on old Uncle Donny, huh?

Hey, Dean. What happened to him. That was my fault.

It was necessary. But doesn't mean I don't regret it.

It doesn't mean that I don't wish that there could've been another way.

I know the feeling.

Oh, no. No, please don't compare this

with your suicidal plan. Just stop.

Okay. All right. Why don't we talk about that later?

Because, according to your plan, there won't be a later.

Cass, if you are a friend of mine,

then you'll understand that I have to do this.

And you won't try to stop me.

You think this is easy on me?

It has to be done.

So then, this is goodbye?

Guys, check this out.

Okay, so a couple of days ago,

Donatello started making some random noises.

Dr. Rashad thought he might be coming out of it, so he shot this video.

That's Enochian.

He's saying, "I will strike down the firstborn in the land of Egypt.

I will execute judgment."

Well, that's the same thing that that screwed-up new prophet was spouting.

Donatello's mind is fighting to rebuild.

It's like he's trying to organize his... his memories.

The words of God.

So, that's what Tony was picking up on.

Well then, I... I can fix him.

Wait... I thought he was too far gone.

Dean, if there's a spark, a hope,

then I have to try. You taught me that.

Get out.

- What? - You heard him.

You said you wanted to discontinue treatments.

And now, we've changed our minds.

If there's a chance that Donatello can fight through this,

then we're gonna take it.

He ain't leaving the party if the music's still playing. Clear?

You all right?

If Cass isn't right about Donatello, then where does that leave him?

Trapped? Trapped in his own body. Somewhere between life and death.

It's just tough to think about somebody going through that.

Then don't. Thinking, highly overrated.

Easy for you to say.

No. It's not actually.

Whatever's gonna happen with Donatello, we'll know soon.

Right. And then what?

Nothing's changed, Sam.

Hey. Anything?

Something.

Something uncertain.

What exactly are you looking for?

That.

Donatello?

We should turn off these machines.

Whoa. Wait.

He could die.

There's only one way to find out.

Hey. Welcome back, champ.

Dean?

Get him his glasses.

Well, look at that.

It's a miracle.

Um...

Would you like more grape Jell-O?

Well, actually, I'd prefer a bucket of extra-crispy buffalo wings

with a side of Tex-Mex sauce.

Okay. Take it easy, cowboy. You just got back.

He is back, isn't he? I mean, this isn't some kind of

evil, weird version?

No, this the regular him.

But, um, he doesn't have a soul.

Hmm. Well, nobody's perfect.

Guys, what happened? Did I work too much? Overload on Enochian?

Mmm.

Cass'll catch you up.

Jell-O?

Where's the party?

It's right here.

I mean, we're celebrating, right?

Okay?

Yeah, but not too much.

Tomorrow morning we're, uh, back on track.

No rest for the self-destructive.

Well, I would call this a win.

Kinda nice. Going out on a high.

"Going out" being the operative phrase.

Sorry.

You're sorry?

How sorry are you? Sorry that you fight to keep Donatello alive,

but when it comes to you, you just throw in the towel?

Are you sorry that, after all these years, our entire lives,

after I've looked up to you, after I've learned from you,

I've copied you, I've followed you to Hell and back...

Are you sorry that all that, it means nothing now?

Who's saying that?

You are. When you tell me I have to kill you.

When you're telling me that I have to just throw away everything we stand for.

Throw away faith, throw away family.

We're the guys who save the world. We don't just check out of it.

Sam, I have tried everything. Everything.

I got one card left to play and I have to play it.

You have one card today.

But we'll find another tomorrow.

But if you quit on us today, there will be no tomorrow.

You tell me you don't know what else to do. I don't either, Dean.

Not yet. But what you're doing now, it's wrong. It's quitting.

I mean, look what just happened. Donatello never quit fighting.

So, we could help him because he never gave up.

I believe in us, Dean.

I believe in us.

Hey, hey, hey!

Why won't you believe in us, too?

Okay, Sam.

Let's go home.

What?

Let's go home.

Maybe Billie's wrong. Maybe.

But I do believe in us.

I believe in all of us.

And I'll keep believing until I can't.

Until there's absolutely no other way.

But when that day comes... If that day comes,

Sam, you have to take it for what it is.

The end.

And you have to promise me

that you'll do then what you can't do now.

And that's let me go.

And put me in that box.

You, too.

Yeah, all right. All right.

All right.

Now, you heard me. Let's go home.

Don't hit me again, okay?