I say that I do the terrible things I do
because I couldn't find who killed Sarah and Teddy, but I lied.
[Nick] Truth is... I like doing these things, and I don't want to stop.
Even if you could force me out, what do you think I'd leave behind?
You'd be nothing but blood and bone.
[Dean] Then, we don't kick him out. We keep him in.
[grunts]
[Dean] It's just you.
[banging]
[screaming]
Michael's all locked up.
Seems that way.
Do you remember visiting my reading room?
The shelves and shelves of notebooks describing the ways you might die?
They all end the same way now. Except one.
- What am I supposed to do with this? - That's up to you.
[eerie sound]
Never been caught by a human before.
You some kind of hunter?
No. No, I knew a couple.
Picked up some tricks.
And a few other things.
Well, if you're not a hunter, let's make a deal.
[Nick] Mmm-mmm.
No deals.
[hisses]
What do you want?
Abraxas.
The last demon I killed said you and Abraxas made quite the team,
until he was captured by a hunter.
You left your pal in the lurch but you know who got him.
If I was there,
the hunter who caught him, who almost got me,
why would I protect them?
Hell, I can even tell you where to find him.
So, no need for any of this.
I don't know. Where's the fun in that?
[sniffs] Hibbing!
She's in Hibbing, Minnesota.
[screaming]
[pensive dramatic music playing]
[Dean] Hey.
Hey. How you feeling?
What you reading?
I'm going back through the Book of Jubilees.
You know, the way they classify angels is...
It's really interesting.
Find anything on Michael?
Not yet, but I [stammering] just started.
We'll find a way.
Man, I appreciate it, you know, you...
Trying.
Well, yeah. Of course. I mean, always.
You wanna hop in? Help out? I've got plenty to go through.
Actually, I thought I'd go for a drive, you know?
Just me and Baby. Long stretch of road.
And figured I'd make it a twofer.
Go see Mom at Donna's cabin.
Yeah. Yeah, that sounds great.
Be good to see 'em.
Just let me, find a stopping point, get packed up.
Uh... Actually I was...
[inhales]
I was kind of hoping for some one-on-one time with Mom,
if that's cool.
Yeah.
Sure, yeah. Whatever you need.
Okay.
Take care, Sammy.
[slow cello music playing]
[Mary] Yeah, he called last night.
He said it was just a supply run, but I'll take any excuse for a visit.
Cabin's a little quiet lately.
Quiet?
Yeah. Bobby took off for a few days.
It's fine.
Just after everything that happened with his son,
we needed a little space.
Yeah.
Sam?
Sorry, I'm just... I'm worried, you know?
Ever since we locked Michael up, Dean's been acting strange.
And he just packed up and left, and...
And what?
He hugged me.
That's sweet.
Mom, we don't hug.
I mean, we do, but only if it's literally the end of the world, you know?
Sam, he'll be here soon. I'll look after him.
I'll get to the bottom of this.
Yeah, all right. Maybe it's what you said, you know?
Maybe he just needs some space, like Bobby.
Yeah, and until we know for sure we have to respect that.
Yeah, you're right. I... [stammering]
Yeah. Talk soon.
[disconnects phone]
[suspenseful music playing]
[Dean] Mmm.
Oh, my God!
What, you thought I was joking?
Best burger in Minnesota.
Best burger ever!
Glad it satisfied.
So good.
So, Dean...
Have you seen Jody lately, hmm? The girls?
Oh, yeah. You know.
I split my time as much as I can.
Help Jody with her training.
Last month we took down a vetala nest.
Alex, Little Miss "I don't want to hunt,"
she killed two all by herself.
Get out of town. Good for her.
Huh.
Anyhoo.
And what about you? How's sheriffing going?
I know it was a little tough last time. What with...
- Doug. Yeah. - Yeah.
Mmm-hmm.
Yeah, you know, the split was rough.
Doug's working private security now, up in Duluth.
Okay.
Any more questions?
Huh?
Just wondering if you've run out of ways to ask me how I'm doing
so as to avoid me repaying the favor?
I know you were just possessed, again.
Sam.
He had us all out looking for you.
And I know you got an archangel hitching a ride up there in your noggin.
Also Sam.
What's he got, a freakin' newsletter?
I'm just saying, all that, it can't be easy, you know?
[church bells chiming]
Well...
I'll make it through, okay?
It's all we can do, right?
Right.
Couldn't come through town without seeing my D-Train,
so thanks for meeting me.
Oh, yeah.
Come here.
[Donna sighs]
Oh.
You betcha.
I'll see you, Donna.
[pensive cello music playing]
[gunshot]
[gunshots continue]
[gunshot]
Hey, Mom.
You're here.
Yeah, I thought I'd stick around for a couple of days,
if that's cool.
Of course.
Bobby's gone.
We have a big couch and a pullout.
Perfect.
Awesome. You know, if you wanted to make it a full reunion,
we could call Sam over.
Yeah, you know, I was thinking that I'd actually
be a little greedy with my Mom time, if that's cool.
I just thought, if you're staying a few nights...
I don't want Sam here.
Everything all right?
Yeah. No. You know what? I just... I'm hangry, okay?
Long drive, haven't eaten, and I'm starving, actually.
Well, the delivery options are a little limited this far out...
And we both know I'm not much of a cook.
Well, there's one thing you can cook, better than anybody on the planet.
Winchester Surprise?
Yeah.
I can't believe you remember that.
I can't believe I ever fed that to you and John.
It was so greasy, like, heart attack on a plate.
Uh, delicious heart attack on a plate, okay?
And I would like mine with extra cheese.
- All right, then. - Yes!
- Oh, and... - Pie!
- [door closes] - [engine starts]
[dramatic music playing]
Well, Donna certainly has a type.
[Michael screaming]
[Michael] Let me out!
[banging]
All right.
["No Time" by The Guess Who playing]
Hey, need a hand?
- Hey, Joe. Thanks. - Yeah.
- That's new. - What?
You buying food.
I just mean, usually, you only pick up whiskey, pumpkins, and crossword puzzles.
Well, crosswords do get better with whiskey.
[Joe chuckles]
And I got family in town.
- Oh, nice. - Yeah.
- Well, enjoy. - Thanks.
See you later.
Hey, man. Excuse me.
- Hey, can I help you? - Yeah, yeah, I think you can.
I'm looking for a friend of mine, Mary Winchester.
Sorry, I don't know her.
Well, she told me to meet her here in Hibbing.
So if you could just point me in the right direction,
we're all good, you know?
Thanks for nothing, pal.
[dialing cell phone]
[eerie music playing]
[clicks tongue, sighs]
Damn it.
Oh, come on, man.
[police siren]
[indistinct chatter on police radio]
[door opens]
[door closes]
Hiya.
Evening, Officer.
- [thudding] - You can't... I didn't do anything.
Oh, sure, you did.
You see, I ran the plates,
and this van here belongs to an 80-year-old lady in Missoula.
Yeah. My grammy, she lets me borrow it.
No, Grammy reported it stolen two weeks ago.
And word has it you're looking for a friend of mine.
Mary Winchester.
I talked to the kid about renting a place for fishing.
Oh.
[scoffs]
You catch a lot of fish
with that Arkansas toothpick you got there on the passenger seat?
So, what's your name?
I'm done here.
What's that?
First name, Eat. Last name, Me.
Okay.
[Donna clears throat]
You see this? Mobile fingerprint scanner.
Cost the force a pretty penny, but I figured it'd come in handy.
- [Nick grunting] - [scanner beeping]
You won't give it to me straight, but this will.
Uff da, you're a long way from Delaware, Nick.
[dramatic music playing]
[grunting]
[both grunting]
Okay, sicko, that's enough.
[exclaiming]
[owl hooting]
- Hey. - Hey. What are you doing out there?
Oh, I, uh... Here.
You know, I was just taking a look around.
Come on inside, I got a surprise for you.
What's all this?
I wanted to make sure everything was ready for you.
Hey, and I thought I'd give you a hand, you know?
Two terrible cooks teaming up. What could possibly go wrong?
What?
Nothing.
Listen, Mom, I think I should come up.
There's some stuff missing from the bunker, and...
Sam, I don't know what's going on, but something is going on.
Just give me some time. Let me talk to him, okay?
Okay, yeah. Yeah. All right, Mom.
[cell phone disconnects]
He comes back. He's standing there, he's soaking wet,
and he's pulling bologna and sliced cheese out of his pants.
[chuckles]
So, being the big brother, I'm the cook.
I take all that bologna, all that sliced cheese,
and I put it onto a hot plate.
- No. - Yeah.
[sighs]
It stunk up that room so bad.
Dad comes home and he... [laughs] He's so mad.
He picks up everything, chucks it in the trash.
Probably reminded him of you, and...
Anyway, it did not taste right. Didn't taste like this.
[sighs]
Sometimes I forget just how much I missed while I was gone.
And how much the two of you just...
But you're here now, right?
And even though the last couple years have been a little rough,
just knowing that you're around, that you're alive...
Mom, that's meant everything to me, and everything to Sam.
And how great is this?
Mmm?
You and me, sitting here, eating the real thing,
not some bologna version of Winchester Surprise.
You know, we're not fighting any monsters. There's...
There's no clouds on the horizon.
Dean?
Mmm-hmm?
Whatever you're going through, you can talk to me.
Everybody keeps asking how I am.
And how I am is "I don't wanna talk about it."
Please.
[Dean snoring]
[dramatic music playing]
No.
No, no, no.
[phone ringing]
What?
Oh, God.
Hey.
[phone ringing]
Hey, Donna, it's Dean. What's up?
He got the drop on me. Dean, he's going after your mom.
He, who?
Some guy named Nick.
Hey! Whoa! Easy!
Dean, what's going on here?
It's Mom. She's gone.
The demons, they know where you are. They keep track of you, you and your kids.
They're sort of scared of you. So wherever you are, they're not.
So that's how I got to Hibbing, I didn't have an address.
Luckily, that perky sheriff lady, what's her name?
Debra? Debbie? Something. Whatever.
She had... She had some emails in her cell phone
talking about you and your family cabin.
So, voila, here I am.
I know that's a lot to take in, but... You know.
And if you feel like screaming,
you can go ahead, 'cause we're pretty remote.
Nick, what are you doing?
Tonya Baker.
Yeah, you knew her. You saved her life.
Yeah, her whole Girl Scout troop was murdered.
She was the only survivor, thanks to you.
These two demons were about to finish her off,
and then you came in, and you chased one away,
but you faced off against the other one, a demon named Abraxas.
I remember. So?
So, Abraxas murdered my family.
The same way he killed those girls. Bloody, brutal, slow.
I'm sorry, Nick.
But you could've just asked me. This is...
Crazy?
What would you have told me?
That I killed him. Abraxas is dead.
So you would've lied to me.
See, his friend got away, but she saw everything.
You didn't kill Abraxas, you trapped him in a box.
How'd you do it?
Tell me.
Okay, you're right, I trapped him.
We fought, and he was winning.
So I put him in an Enochian puzzle box. He's contained.
Do you have him?
No.
But I can take you to him.
[pensive music playing]
I got his tags. I put my guys on it, they're running 'em. I'm sorry.
It's not your fault, Donna.
It's mine.
Nick said, when he left, he was just gonna go home.
I didn't know he was...
Killing people?
[man on police radio] Sheriff?
Yeah, go for Hanscum.
We got that van you were looking for.
Traffic cam just caught it pulling in to a storage facility
outside Grand Rapids.
Copy that. I got it from here.
- How far's Grand Rapids? - Thirty, forty minutes.
Be there in 20.
[dramatic music playing]
All right, where is it?
Okay, if you do this, we're done. You walk. Okay?
Over there.
You first.
Clever.
All right, where is it?
In the lockers.
Too bad I forgot the keys.
[Nick grunts]
Which one?
All right, fine.
[dramatic music playing]
Bingo.
Open it. Me and Braxy have to have a talk.
Well, that's not gonna happen.
I'm sorry?
To talk, a demon needs a host.
Can't be you. Can't be me.
Didn't really think this through, did you, Nick?
So I'll improvise.
[thunder rumbling]
Say it. I can see you want to. Might as well go ahead and say it.
All right. Nick is not a project. He's not a frickin' puppy.
He was Lucifer's vessel for years.
I know that, Dean. I thought...
You thought he'd, what, walk it off? Come on, man. You're not that dumb.
It's not about being dumb, Dean, it's called compassion.
Look, what happened to Nick could've happened to me.
It almost happened to me.
You change one little thing in our past, and that was me.
Lucifer wearing me to the prom.
Besides, since when do we give up on people?
Since when do we just cut people loose?
Well, maybe you need to learn, okay?
'Cause when people are past the point of saving,
maybe you need to learn to walk away.
[sighs heavily]
Nick, don't do this.
Do what?
You let that demon out of there, he could kill us.
I can handle it.
How do you open this thing?
I don't know.
I don't like you.
[grunts]
[both grunting]
I said I can handle it!
[rhythmic rattling]
[thuds]
You know, I think there's only one way to get into this box.
[whirring]
[man exclaims]
[Nick] Come on, baby. Come on, baby.
[dramatic music playing]
[screaming]
Heya, blondie.
Missed you.
Why did you kill my family?
Who's he?
Sorry, you're gonna have to be more specific.
Pike Creek, Delaware.
Aah.
No way. Nick.
What are you doing walking and talking?
Thought the Big Man had you on lock.
Lucifer's dead.
Is he? Cool.
Why did you kill my family?
Kill your family. Yeah, got it.
Tell you what, I'll answer that...
And you kill her.
She locked me in a box and I hold a grudge.
Do her slow and bloody. Then, we'll chat.
Nick.
Nick, no. Nick, hey, don't...
Stop! No...
[gunshot]
Get away from her! Stay back!
- She all right? - She's good.
What's wrong with you? What are you doing?
What I have to.
- No, Nick! - [Mary] No!
Show time.
[all exclaim]
Wanna know why I gutted your family?
Orders. I was following orders.
From who?
Who do you think? Lucifer planned the whole thing.
I don't understand, why my family? Why me?
No particular reason. You were chosen, but you're not special.
We threw a dart at the phone book.
[Dean chanting verses]
Naughty.
[grunts]
So, who dies first?
[grunts]
[screaming]
[breathing heavily]
Nick! Nick, take it easy!
[gunshot]
[grunts]
[door opens]
[Nick grunting]
- You okay? - Yeah, I'm fine.
Donna, hold on.
Yeah, sure.
Why?
I needed the truth, Sam.
I needed revenge for my family. You would've done the same thing.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry I couldn't help you. I'm sorry I didn't know how.
It's not about you, Sam.
It was never about you.
You couldn't fix me, 'cause I don't wanna be fixed.
I was never broken.
Yeah, Nick, you were.
I don't feel sorry for you, Nick.
I feel sorry for the people you hurt, the people you murdered,
the people whose faces will haunt you every night for the rest of your life.
And you can burn.
[Donna] Mind your head.
I saw, Dean.
Donna's shed.
I know what you've been building, planning.
And we're gonna talk about that.
We're all three of us gonna talk about that.
So if you don't tell Sam,
I will.
[Dean] It's a Ma'lak box.
Secured and warded.
Once inside, nothing gets out.
Not even an archangel.
Especially an archangel.
Yeah. I've read about these, but no one's ever...
They're impossible to build.
Yeah, well, not so much.
That's your plan? You wanna be buried alive?
No, buried's not safe enough.
Plan is, pay a little hush money,
charter a boat to take me out to the Pacific.
Splash.
You and Michael trapped together for eternity?
Yeah.
You do realize how insane this is, right?
It's the only sane play I've got.
Michael gets out, that's it for this world.
And he will get out.
How do you know that for sure?
Because I do. Because I can feel him in my head.
That door is giving. I can feel it giving.
But there has to be another way.
There's not, okay? There...
Sam, you've tried, Cass has tried, Jack...
And I love you for trying.
But none of it's gonna work.
- We don't know that. - Yeah, we do.
What?
- Billie. - Billie?
She paid me a little visit.
She said that there's only one way that this ends right.
And this is it.
This right here, this box.
So she gave up the special recipe, and all I had to do was the work.
It's fate.
Since when do we believe in fate?
Now, Sam, since now.
So,
you came out here to see Donna,
to see Mom on some, what, some sick secret farewell tour?
And you were gonna leave, and you weren't even gonna tell me.
Me.
Do you realize how messed up that is?
How unfair that is?
I didn't have a choice!
Sam, you're the last person I could tell,
the last person I could be around,
'cause you're the only one that could have talked me out of it!
And I won't be talked out of it.
I won't.
I'm doing this.
Now, you can either let me do it alone,
or you could help me.
But I'm doing this.
All right.