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[upbeat rock music]

♪

- Pour me some of that, would you?

And remind me why this couldn't wait till morning.

♪

- Someone needed what's in back in a hurry, I guess.

Here's to time and a half.

♪

[brakes screech]

- What the hell?

Call dispatch. Get an ambulance down here.

[whispering] Jesus. - Dispatch, this is

Armored Truck 35-682.

We've hit a station wagon while travelling southbound

on Rosewell Street.

We need assistance and an ambulance out here

as soon as possible. Please advise.

- No pulse!

- 35-682, stand by.

[uneasy music]

Body's cold.

♪

Aah! Aah aah aah aah!

[continues screaming]

[dramatic music]

♪

- Here.

[whoosh]

- Where's the amulet?

- Not here.

But this will help us find it.

[demonic trilling]

- I'm just saying it's a nice car.

- Yeah.

- He's got to be Men of Letters, right?

- No, he doesn't dress like one.

He looks more like a Hunter to me.

He's not a bad looking one either.

[laughs]

- I should've followed him.

He said my name and handed me a letter from my dad,

and I just--I blanked, you know?

- Okay, whoever he is,

we're not gonna figure that out right now

because this moment's supposed to be ours.

- Mary?

- Kyle. Hey.

- Good morning.

- John, this is Kyle, my reporter friend.

- The one who wrote the story on the VA hospital scandal.

- Guilty as charged. - John Winchester.

Thank you for that story. It meant a lot.

- Least I could do.

Looks like I got another scoop though.

Guess this explains why you've been slow to call me back.

- Kyle, I'm so sorry. - Please.

All's fair in love and war.

I'll let you two get back to it.

Nice to meet you, John.

- Omega Man?

Lata told me.

- She keeps no secrets, that one.

It was just one date.

- Well, in that case, I think he took it pretty well.

Maybe Carlos and Lata would too.

Well, don't get me wrong, I love our morning dates, I do,

but it just feels like we're sneaking around.

And if you're okay with Omega Man knowing about us...

Then why not our friends?

- 'Cause they're not just our friends.

Office romances can mess up a work dynamic.

And it's one thing if we're selling cars or whatever,

but another when the stakes are life and death.

So I just wanna keep things simple, you know?

- In the moment.

[click] - Mary, you there?

I found something where we can really

sink our teeth into over in Midland.

Copy?

- Carlos found a case. Vampire.

- Well, then I will hoof it back to the Clubhouse

and pull all of the vampire lore I can find.

That way they won't know we're together.

Keep this between us, right? - Right.

[car door opens and shuts] Copy that. What's your 20?

- Highway 59...

[continues indistinctly]

[mellow bluesy music]

♪

- This isn't how I saw things going

when I pushed over that first domino.

Thing is, I've had more than a few dances with free will

and fate, but as my dad used to say,

"Fate is what you make it."

- I already told the police everything I know.

- The bank just had a few follow-up questions.

- Look, I-I know I should've stayed with the truck.

Okay? But after what I saw... - Mira...

[speaking Spanish]

- [speaks Spanish]

[ominous music]

♪

[indistinct radio chatter]

- Sí.

- Where's John?

- I, uh, couldn't get ahold of him.

So what's the story here?

- Well, an armored bank truck

was transferring items from a branch

that closed permanently and got hit by vampires.

- Different bite marks. Not the ones that got Maggie.

- So any idea what they wanted?

- Well, according to my new best friend Diego,

they were searching for some kind of amulet.

Apparently, they couldn't find it.

- I think whatever they're looking for

is tied to the Men of Letters somehow.

I saw a lockbox in the back of the truck

with the Men of Letters symbol and the initials RJM on it.

But the box looked empty,

so they might have taken something from it.

- What are the Men of Letters doing keeping things in a bank?

- If I had to guess--

spread out your valuables to keep them safe.

- Okay and RJM-- does that ring any bells?

- No, but I think I might know where to look.

With Ada's previous knowledge of the Clubhouse,

I've been mapping out the entire structure.

- [groans] That place is endless.

- In the best way. There's a locker room,

and each of the lockers have initials on them,

so maybe RJM is on one of them?

[background chatter]

- Race you back to the Clubhouse.

- Mm-hmm. - Yeah.

- [speaks Spanish]

- Vampire bank robbers-- that's gotta be a new one.

- Where are we exactly? - Under the morgue.

- How much time have you spent alone down here, Lata?

- Weeks, actually. I've been trying to

do a full inventory on what we have,

and it has been a challenge.

The wiring is subpar from another era,

and I think it's being nibbled on by my mortal enemies.

- Rats? - I haven't spotted any,

but I think it might be time to get a Clubhouse cat.

Come.

[heavy music]

The lockers in here were used to store important artifacts

in cases that the Men of Letters were assigned.

RJM.

There it is.

Rafael Jude Markham.

- Whoa.

- What is it?

- An amulet just like the vampires were looking for.

[snarling, growling]

- Ah--

[amulet clatters]

- No. Don't touch it!

- John, what happened?

- The amulet, it showed me something.

- What did you see?

- A vampire...

Killing me.

[dark music]

- I can't believe it.

The Men of Letters have found the Gem of Ursitoare.

- The gem of who now?

- The Ursitoare are Romanian gods of fate.

Legend tells of a gemstone blessed by the Ursitoare.

It has the ability to tell the future,

and it was set in an amulet,

but it's been missing for centuries.

The Men of Letters must've recovered it at some point.

- So that thing has the ability

to tell me the future or a future?

I mean, I'm just asking on behalf of someone

who may or may not be marked for death.

- Uh, I don't know,

but we're not gonna find the answers in these books.

We need an expert.

- Can you guys dig into your collective Rolodexes then?

Tell me what you saw again.

Every detail. Nothing's too small.

- I have already told you everything.

Okay? Down to the red carpet.

It's gonna be okay. All right?

We're gonna figure this out.

- What if what you saw was real?

That the vampire you described in your vision

was the same vampire the armored truck guard described.

- Hey.

We just have to stay present, right?

Like you wanted. - Mm.

[soft music]

♪

Besides, you're not gonna get rid of me that easy, Campbell.

[door closes]

[eerie, offkey notes]

♪

- Hi.

- Hey, you. - Hey, Mrs. Winchester.

Millie, sorry.

I'll get used to that, I promise.

In, like, ten years. [chuckles]

- So John gave me my grandmother's ring back.

I'm guessing you two finally talked.

- Just like you said we would,

and it was good.

- Friends. - Forever.

That's... actually why I'm here.

I'm worried about Johnny.

- What do you mean?

- Have you met his new friends?

- The kids from community college.

I'm definitely happy they're helping him study.

John was never exactly an A student.

- I remember. Yeah.

It's just...his friend Mary--

Mary Campbell.

I spotted her at a crime scene earlier this morning.

And a while back, I saw both her and John

at a different crime scene.

- Small towns, right?

- Maybe, but I looked into Mary,

and she's got a bit of a RAP sheet.

- Anything I need to worry about?

- That's what I'm trying to find out.

- The little I've spoken with her,

Mary seems to be a good kid.

She's been looking out for John.

- That's great.

It's just...

I was hoping going off to war

would get whatever was in John's system

out of his system.

You know?

- I do.

But I don't think it's as easy as all of that.

- I'm sure you're right.

Um, will you tell John, I stopped by?

- Of course.

It's good to see you, Betty. - You too.

Millie.

- So how does Anton know this Diana?

- He said he doesn't.

Some friends recommended her.

Said she was the best lore expert around.

You know, I just...

I can't believe you haven't been in touch with Anton.

I thought that-- - Well, we went on our date,

and...that was that.

Did I lose them?

- No. They're still following.

- Mary still look worried? - She does.

I don't blame her.

I mean, what if Diana's store

is the place that John saw in his vision?

- Well, if any of us see a hint of red carpet,

John's outta there.

- Incredible. Absolutely incredible.

I didn't think I'd live to see the Gem of Ursitoare.

- The visions it shows, is it real?

- The Ursitoare are never wrong.

What the amulet shows must come to pass.

- Why would the vampires be after this?

- They must be Il Soarta.

A vampire clan that worshipped the Ursitoare.

The Ursitoare told the Il Soarta

that if they sacrificed enough blood to them,

they'd be rewarded with a stone carved from their ribs.

- What do the vampires wanna do with the stone?

- Fate has a different meaning for the undead.

Promising longevity for the clan,

it told them which humans to turn,

who should die next, and who should replace them

to ensure their success.

- So it doesn't always show you how you die.

- No. It shows the next fated moment in your destiny.

Something that must happen.

Sometimes good, most times not.

And for Il Soarta, it became a sacred practice.

- What happened to them? - According to legend,

their leader saw he was fated to die

and chose to save himself over the clan.

- Was he able to change his fate?

- He died exactly as the gem predicted,

and the amulet was lost to Il Soarta.

Once this object reveals your fate,

it is sealed.

- There's always another way.

Let's go back and check the lore.

- No. Stay.

It's just...

you need to know how to properly store this amulet

to keep it safe.

It needs museum-grade storage.

- Something's not right. John?

- I'm not leaving you.

- [gasps]

- You sold us out. - I had no choice.

They've been threatening experts for years.

Said if I heard the amulet surfaced and didn't tell them,

they'd kill me.

- You're probably wondering if I'm a man of my word.

Let's find out.

- No, please! I don't wanna die.

- Haaa!

- Aah!

[fighters grunting]

[punchy, suspenseful music]

♪

[hissing]

[fighting sounds continue]

- Not your time yet,

but it will be soon, John Winchester.

- We got this. Come on.

- We lost them in the tunnels.

I mean, they could be anywhere by now.

- I'm worried about John.

The vampire he saw in his vision touched the amulet too

and if he saw what John saw, then...

- You think he's gonna want to make that vision come true.

- It's practically a religious faith for the Il Soarta.

- I-I'm sorry, John.

We shouldn't have trusted-- - It's nobody's fault, Carlos.

It was meant to be.

- Just get here as soon as you can, okay?

- Who was that?

- Your mom.

- No. You don't get to call my--

- I know. But we need someone to keep you company

while we go out looking for answers.

- No. I'm not just gonna hang around here

while you guys are out there-- - You're safe here.

Out there... - Look, Mary's right.

This building is heavily warded

against vampires coming in. - And we can look into

tracking these vampires down.

- [small laugh]

You guys are benching me. - No. We're keeping you safe.

No more chances of finding you in a room with a red carpet.

Okay. What do we look for next?

- We should start at Diana's place.

Give it a proper search. I mean, she was in contact

with Il Soarta, so she probably has a way to contact them.

- Yeah, and the cops should be wrapped up by now.

- Okay, it's worth a shot.

I'll meet you guys upstairs. Just give me a second.

- Yeah.

- [sighs]

Hey, I get you wanna fight me on this,

but I also know why.

You're scared.

- What if Diana was right?

I mean, what if I can't...

change my fate?

- Hey, you said it yourself.

We're gonna figure this out.

Even if I have to kill every vampire in the tristate area.

- I've never fought a vampire before.

Maybe you could save me one.

As long as it's not the one you saw in your vision,

deal.

- [sighs] Okay. Fine.

I will stay here and read every lore book on vampires

so I at least know how to kill the last vampire

in the tristate area. - Thank you.

We got this.

- Mary Campbell? What are you doing here?

- Uh, I was gonna pick up some stuff for my dad

'cause he's the non-traditional medicine type,

but...geez.

What happened?

- The owner got murdered.

- My God, that's terrible. Do you know who did it?

- We're still investigating.

- I'm so sorry to hear that.

I'll let you get back to it.

- It's funny seeing you twice in the same day.

Both times at crime scenes.

- Small towns, huh?

- Too small.

- I'm sorry. Is there a problem here?

- That's what I'm trying to find out.

You know the Sheriff's Department

has a case file on you

and your whole family.

- Well, what can I say?

The Campbells know how to have a good time.

- I don't know what you've gotten yourself messed up in,

but if any of it comes close to harming John...

- I would never put John in any kind of danger.

- I really hope you're right about that,

because I've got my eyes on you.

And not just as John's friend.

- I appreciate the warning, officer.

- See you around, Ms. Campbell.

- Did it work? - Yes and no.

I smoked out the cops and got their attention,

but the one who noticed me was Betty.

- Betty? [laughs] As in John's ex Betty?

- Yes, that Betty.

She clocked me by the armored truck this morning too.

- That can't be good, can it?

- But we got bigger fish for now.

What'd you guys find inside? - Diana's ledger.

- We think we might know where the vampires are holed up.

- I did not expect something called hunting

to involve so much reading.

- I prefer the punching part.

- You always have.

Listen, Betty stopped by today.

- Guessing by your tone,

it wasn't the friendly kind of way.

- She saw Mary with Latika and Carlos at a crime scene

and another one before that, too, with you.

- Betts always did have a pretty good nose for BS.

- She's pawning it off on Mary.

Apparently, your girlfriend... - She's not my girlfriend.

- Save it for the kids, kiddo.

Whatever you wanna call her,

Mary has a bit of a RAP sheet.

- Yeah, well, so do I.

- That's what worries Betty.

She thinks you're getting back into some of your old ways.

- "She thinks."

Do you agree?

- Just because you're punching monsters now

doesn't mean you're not still punching.

You've had the kind of run that would knock anyone for a loop.

Are you okay?

- Well, despite learning that I'm gonna die

at the hands of a vampire...

I am.

Things with Mary are... - Yeah, I know.

I can see it on your face.

And look, don't let this fate stuff get in your head.

Everyone told me that I couldn't be a mechanic,

and...look at me now.

- [chuckles]

- Fate is what you make it.

All right, tell me how to kill a Bela Lugosi

so we can stop talking about our feelings already.

- First of all,

vampires are nothing like they are in the movies.

The sunlight and dead man's blood can stun them,

but a stake to the heart won't kill them.

Only way is with a... [clicks tongue]

Good old decapitation.

- Naturally.

- This is so disappointing. - What do you mean?

- We're hunting a vampire cult.

I was expecting to find a castle.

At least a moat.

- Let's get to work.

[suspenseful music]

- Still warm.

[suspenseful music]

♪

- Paperwork.

Someone from the bank must've tipped them off.

- Diana did say they had people all over looking for them.

- Looks like they discovered that this Markham fellow

kept a safety deposit box.

According to this, they arranged to have

the branch closed so the boxes could be transferred.

- What's this?

- Looks like some kind of magic lockpick.

The sigils on the side can-- - Can get through anything?

Bank heisting vampires would make such a fantastic movie.

Wait. Hold on a second.

Is it just me, or does this look oddly familiar?

- The Men of Letters' own plans to the Clubhouse.

Oh, this has rooms I haven't even seen before.

They always kept a copy offsite for safekeeping.

- This must be what the vamps got from the truck heist.

- Oh, no. - What?

- According to this, there's an entry point

to the Clubhouse from the Lawrence sewer system.

If those sewers aren't warded or sigiled, then...

- John's in trouble.

[radio crackles] John? It's Mary.

You copy?

- You got Millie here, Mary. We copy you.

What's going on?

- Il Soarta found plans to the Clubhouse.

They have a way to get past the wards and the sigils.

- How? - How?

- There's a weak point in the sewers.

You may not have much time.

You have to get out of there now!

[boom]

- What was that?

- I'd say that's our time running out.

Sounds like we got company. - Run.

- Stay here.

Nope. Exit's blocked. - No can do.

We're gonna need someplace inside that's safe.

- Where are you guys now? - Locker room.

- Lata. - I'm looking. I'm looking.

There. There's a vault below you one level down.

- Okay, head down there and lock yourself inside.

We'll see you soon.

[tense music]

[distant snarl] Mom, go.

I'll buy you time. - No.

And get yourself killed in the process?

Don't do what you always do. Not today.

The vault. Come on.

- Close it, close it, close it.

[thud]

[pounding continues]

- Oh, great.

- Well, Lata did say the wiring needs an upgrade.

- She was right. - All right, come on.

[thudding and grunting]

- Until then, let's see if I can

shed some light on this dump.

- Lata.

- Okay, done.

- Get inside, Mare.

I'll take care of our uninvited guests.

- Holy water hair commercial? - Worked in Barstow.

Last chance to leave, bobos.

[vampires groaning]

Mare, go!

- Aaaah!

[thud]

[electricity buzzing]

- There we go.

[pounding on door continues]

John, what is it?

- This is it.

The room where I die.

[growling and snarling]

[The Kinks' "Rats"]

♪

- ♪ I was lost

♪ Just wandering round downtown ♪

♪ Many people were pushing me around ♪

♪ Hate spreads just like infection ♪

[Mary grunting]

♪ Those rats jumping on and off my back ♪

♪ Fat black rats holding me down ♪

♪ I see rats in every direction ♪

♪ No time to catch your breath ♪

♪ Crazy people lost their heads ♪

♪ Masses trampling on my feet ♪

♪ Inconsiderate in their heat ♪

♪ Those rats breeding angriness and spite ♪

♪ Never have done anything right ♪

♪ For people like you and me

♪

- [grunting]

You cannot escape your fate, John.

Nothing can save you... [grunting]

John Winchester!

- There's got to be something in here.

A weapon. A way out.

- There's nothing else in here,

except for that.

- Wait. What are you thinking?

- Remember when you told me that fate is what you make it?

Well, I have an idea, but, um,

you're really, really gonna hate it.

[sword clatters]

- There you are.

- John!

- [hisses]

[thud]

- [snarling, crunching]

- No!

- I told your little friend nothing can stop fate.

- Ohh-- [groans]

- You're next.

[gagging]

- What the... - Dead man's blood.

John knew it was the only way to weaken him.

- What did he do? - What he always does.

Something stupid.

Kill you? Are you insane?

- I told you you weren't gonna like it.

- I not only hate it, I refuse to do it.

- Hear me out, Mom.

In my vision, I saw that vampire bite me in the neck.

He saw the exact same thing. The only thing is

neither one of us got to see the full context.

- What do you mean context? - Remember what we read?

Get dead man's blood, and it can stun a vampire, right?

So if I'm already dead when he bites me,

it'll weaken him long enough for you

to get out of here alive. - John.

- And if Mary gets back here with everybody else,

you guys can restart my heart. - But what if they don't?

It's not like you had a vision of that.

- It's not ideal, Mom, but we don't have a choice.

We're out of time, okay? We have no other options.

[thudding continues]

- Two, three, four, five.

[soft music]

- One, two, three, four, five.

I'm not killing you. - Just hear me out.

A vampire's gonna come in here

and he's gonna come for me first

and that'll give you enough time to get outta here alive.

- So it's just me or you?

- My fate's already sealed, but yours isn't.

You can survive.

I just need you to trust me.

- [pounding] Winchester! - Okay, let's go. Come on.

- All right. If this doesn't work,

I'm gonna kill you twice. - Okay, no more feelings.

- Ready? - No. Let's do it.

- Two, three...come on!

Please!

One, two, three, four, five.

[Mary blows air]

One, two, three, four, five.

One, two, three, four, five.

♪

- No.

No.

John, please don't leave me.

Please. [crying]

♪

- [gasps]

[wheezing]

[coughs]

[groans] O...kay.

[soft music]

♪

- [softly] I knew it. I knew it.

- You're not gonna get rid of me that easy, Campbell.

Uh... - [laughs]

Yeah, so, um...

- Mm-hmm.

See, I knew it and I've been telling her this whole time.

- I told you. - I told you.

- I told you. - I told you.

- Lies. I told you. - I told you.

- Get that knife out of my face.

I told him.

- Don't ever do that to me again.

- That I can promise.

- Thank you, Anton.

- This is--this is all my fault.

I shouldn't have told Lata about Diana.

- Oh, no, no, no, no. No, it's nobody's fault.

I mean, this was just--you know,

it was...

It was meant to be.

Um, listen...

I'm sorry I never called you after our date.

[both laugh]

- Don't tell me the big, bad Hunter got scared.

- Maybe. [laughter]

Yeah.

But, uh...

I'm not afraid to ask you on a second date tonight.

- I'll have to check my schedule,

but I'll let you know if I'm free.

- I deserve that. [laughter]

- How's your hand?

- Oh, guess when I met my fate, the burn marks went away.

Weren't even tempted, were you?

Just happy to stay in the moment?

- I am. With you.

- You okay? - Yeah, yeah. It's just, uh,

not how I saw my day going. - Me neither.

But it turned out great, so I'll take it.

- So now that everyone knows...

no more hiding, right?

- Yeah, the cat is definitely out of the bag.

- You think the group dynamic's gonna change?

- I don't know,

but we're stronger together with no secrets.

And I don't mind getting out of the moment

thinking about the future.

As long as I know you're in the picture.

- Hope looks good on you, Campbell.

- [laughs]

Okay, so how about dinner and a movie?

But it's your treat since you scared the hell out of me.

- Well, that depends.

Do you have a dime that I could borrow?

- Oh, my God.

- [sighs]

[pop music in background]

- I owe you an apology.

I just--I needed to see for myself

if what you were saying was true.

- So what'd you find out?

- You were right.

Something's off about Mary Campbell.

Breaking and entering, theft,

a suspiciously dismissed aggravated assault.

Way too many close calls.

Her and her friends are up to something.

- [laughs] - What?

- It's just the way you're talking about this.

Like it's all Mary's fault and John has nothing to do with

what they're wrapped up in and why.

Still have feelings for him?

- If John's done something wrong,

I will make sure he's held to account

just like everybody else.

What about you?

You still haven't explained your whole angle in this.

Is this pure journalism or something personal?

- I just wanna figure out what the hell is going on

in Lawrence, Kansas, Officer Donelan.

- Call me Betty.

[soft, dramatic music]

♪

Let's get to the bottom of this.

[dramatic musical sting]

[bluesy rock playing]

♪

- [whistling]