My name is Abaddon.
Who is a knight of hell.
I am your king.
About that...
You lied to me... Again.
I didn't have a choice.
So, what?
Being possessed by some psycho angel?
I know who you really are. Gadreel.
I will join you as second in command.
Here's the first name on your to-do list.
No!
I save Sam, I leave here a free man.
Take control, Sam! Cast him out!
He saved your life.
The thought of somebody else being hurt 'cause of me...
I can't live with that.
Kevin's blood is on my hands.
I'll find Gadreel, and I will end that son of a bitch.
But I'll do it alone.
Go. I'm not gonna stop you.
He's coming!
Stand your ground, no matter what happens.
The knight must be protected.
Aah!
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So... is that boudoir smile for me?
At least buy me a drink first.
I said the next time I see you ...
Dead. Yes, rings a bell,
but let's not dwell on the past, shall we?
This bar is a bust.
That waitress is trouble with a capital VD,
and your prey, Gadreel, has left the building.
So, it's time to move on to more pressing matters,
like destroying Abaddon.
Yeah, good luck with that.
The Knights of Hell aren't exactly the dying kind.
But there is something that can kill a knight.
The weapon that the archangels used to execute them ...
the First Blade.
Never heard of it.
Can I kill you now?
I've been chasing that blade for decades.
The closest I got to it was when one of my droogs ... Smitty ...
got wind of a protégé demon of Abaddon's
who claimed knowledge of the blade.
Sadly, before Smitty could nab the guy,
a hunter by the name of John Winchester
nabbed the protege.
I'm here to see if there's anything
in the John Winchester memorial library
that might lead us to the first blade ... to killing Abaddon.
You want to hunt? With me?
I do love a good buddy comedy.
Oh, yeah. Here it is.
Yeah, he picked up a protégé who had bones with Abaddon,
but that's about all it says in here.
What do those numbers in the margins mean?
None of your business.
You're gonna play hard to get?
We have time for a montage?
It's a code ... one of my dad's storage lockers.
He may have put something about the case there.
And what does the "T" next to the numbers mean?
Not a clue.
Fine.
Let's go find daddy's man cave, then, shall we?
And how do I know this isnt a trap?
You... don't.
That's what makes it fun.
Mm.
Hey.
Tastes like... molecules.
What?
What are you talking about?
When I was human, you know, I had to eat constantly.
It was kind of annoying.
Yeah, a lot of human things are pretty annoying.
But... I enjoyed the taste of food ...
particularly peanut butter with grape jelly, not jam.
Jam I found unsettling.
So, what?
Now you can't taste PB and J?
No, I-I taste every molecule.
Not the sum of its parts, huh?
It's overwhelming.
It's disgusting.
I miss you, PB and J.
We need to continue your healing.
We're almost done.
What?
Nothing.
You're a terrible liar.
That is not true.
I once deceived and betrayed both you and your brother.
Okay, that's not the point.
Cass, what's wrong?
I noticed something.
It's, uh... It's resonating inside you.
What?
Something angelic.
Okay, uh, what the hell does that mean?
Maybe we should call Dean.
No.
He wanted to go, and he's gone.
We'll handle this.
Is all this really necessary?
I mean, I've been inside your brother.
We're practically family.
Listen to me.
We are the furthest thing from family.
You got that, dickbag?
Oh, yeah.
Now, you want to hunt? Let's hunt.
I'll be right here.
So, what do you call this decor, anyway?
Rustic obsessive? Paranoid deco?
Here we go.
Looks like my dad was working with another hunter
when he nabbed Abaddon's pet.
I guess the "T" didn't stand for terrible father.
It stood for ...
Tara.
Doesn't ring a bell.
All right, looks like they interrogated the demon.
Then they exorcised him.
But not before he mentioned the First Blade.
I love it when I'm right.
Yeah, well, the rest of the file's empty, genius.
What?
Didn't they teach note-taking at hunters Hogwarts?
Let's go see if Tara's still kicking.
I've found, well, something.
It's a detail about when angels leave their vessels...
I think.
It's, uh, Enochian, which can be a bit flowery.
"And the departed shall remain,
and the remains shall be the departed".
Okay, so, when an angel leaves a vessel,
they leave behind a piece of themselves.
Like, uh... Like an angelic fingerprint.
Whatever you want to call it,
this piece of the departed contains Grace.
Wait, you're saying there's angelic Grace inside of me?
Yes.
But it's fading each time I heal you.
Okay. Is that good or bad?
Well it's harmless.
But the Grace itself... might be helpful.
According to this,
we may be able to use the Grace that remains inside you
to track Gadreel... If we can extract it.
How would we do that?
Well... painfully.
The Men of Letters believed that you could perform
a tracking spell with extracted Grace,
but they were never able to test the theory.
Well, they didn't have a guinea pig, but we do.
You have a guinea pig?
Where?
Me, Cass. I'm the guinea pig.
Oh.
Any idea where that is?
Tara?
That's what the sign says.
Can I help you?
Yeah. Hope so.
John Winchester ring a bell?
I'm his son.
You Sam or Dean? Dean.
Well, didn't you grow up pretty.
Still in the family business?
Yeah, born and raised.
Listen, bunch of years back, you worked a job with my dad.
Well, me and my, uh, associate h...
Ever since '92, I get a painful little tickle
in what's left of my knee whenever a demon is around.
Hunters. So trusting.
I'll go grab a latte while you get this sorted.
Devil's trap under the knock-off Persian, jackass.
Tara listen, my, uh, associate ...
Friends ... besties, actually.
Not helping. Not caring.
Look, I'm the King of Hell. He's a Winchester.
There's a reason why we're working together.
Yeah. It's called possession.
See? I'm good.
Okay?
Yes, you're right.
He is a jackass, but he's helping me on this.
Helping you with what?
You and my old man found a demon
who knew something about the First Blade.
We need to find that blade.
Well, hell.
You are as handsome as John.
And as dumb, too, if you're looking for that old relic.
We're hunting a Knight of Hell.
Why? They're all dead.
One came back ... Abaddon.
The demon said the archangels used a weapon
that could kill the Knights of Hell.
We'd never heard of anything like the Knights of Hell
or a First Blade.
Your dad thought he was lying, trying to save himself.
We took him out,
and we had a lovely weekend together.
Then we went our separate ways.
But I could never let the blade go.
Something like that could really give a hunter an edge, you know?
I looked all over the world ... destroyed my knee and my life.
And all I found?
A location spell for the blade
That I could never finish.
Couldn't find one ingredient ...
essence of Kraken.
Kraken?
I got a warehouse full of Kraken essence in Belize.
Break the trap,
I can be there and back before you say, "presto".
Presto. I can help. Dean?
He wants Abaddon as dead as I do.
If your daddy could see you now.
You know, even if that blade is real,
it ain't worth being bosom buddies with the King of Hell.
Abaddon? Way worse.
I'll deal with Crowley after.
Trust me.
You sound just like your dad...
when he said he'd call me.
Shall we?
Missouri. Figures.
Would you care to join us?
Him? Anytime.
You? Never.
Thank you.
Good luck, Dean.
You're gonna need it.
Wait.
What?
I'm feeling something.
Oh, cramps?
I feel something dark.
What, darker than you?
Oh, no.
We need to leave here now.
What, are you allergic to bees?
That's not a beekeeper.
That's the father of murder.
Sorry. Who?
It's Cain.
As in Cain and Abel?
Dean.
We need to be a world away from here ... from him.
You're not going anywhere.
Crowley.
First BladeWhy don't you just zap out of here?
I'd never leave my domestic partner in crime.
Yeah, like your heart grew three sizes.
You can't zap out of here, can you?
Cain's doing something to me.
Well, it's not your day for getaways, is it?
All right, so, tell me about this Cain.
Well, after Cain killed Abel, he became a demon.
What do you mean "became a demon"?
I mean he became the deadliest demon
to walk the face of the earth.
Killed thousands.
The best at being the worst.
And then he just...
Disappeared.
Everyone thought he was dead or, at least, hoped he was.
Do either of you keep bees?
It's very relaxing.
They're such noble creatures.
And the honey?
Well, I keep it right on the comb.
There you are.
They're dying, you know.
Without bees, mankind will cease to exist.
So, what are the King of Hell
and a Winchester doing at my house?
You know who we are?
I'm retired. I'm not dead.
What I don't know is why you're looking for me ...
more importantly, how you found me.
Ah, that's, uh, a funny story, really.
Bit of a misunderstanding. We really should ...
Shh.
Oh, you gotta teach me how to do that.
Why are you here, Dean?
We're looking for the weapon the archangels used
to kill the Knights of Hell.
The First Blade.
We need it to kill a Knight of Hell ... Abaddon.
Look, I get it. You're retired.
We're not here to get between you and the demonic AARP,
but it's bad out there,
and I'm just looking to even the odds.
One last time ... how did you find me?
We didn't.
The location spell was for the blade.
One-time deal.
Anyone else know you're here?
No.
Excuse me, ma'am.
Wonder if you might have seen
some of my friends pass through here.
Big guy, kind of funny ears.
Well, it's been a pleasure having company,
but once a century is enough for me.
You can let yourselves out.
Hey, listen, pal.
We're not leaving here without the Blade.
You have quite a reputation, Dean.
I see the part about you being brave rings true.
Well, what can I say? I'm an all-in kind of guy.
Abaddon is the last Knight of Hell,
and if you're out of the game, what the hell do you care if she dies?
If your friend here could talk,
he would tell you that I trained the Knights of Hell.
I built that entire demonic order with my own hands ...
Abaddon included.
Well, that is information
I could have used five minutes ago!
Well, here's something your friend doesn't know,
that no one knows, in fact ... outside of Abaddon.
It wasn't the archangels that slaughtered the knights.
It was me.
Why did you turn on your own?
Once again, I admire your bravery.
But if you'll excuse me, I have errands to run in town.
Goodbye, Dean Winchester.
Never return.
Well, that was lovely.
Can we leave the country now?
But you said the First Blade was our only shot
at killing Abaddon.
This is the closest you've been to it.
We're not leaving.
Will you listen to reason for once?
Hey.
He said he was going into town.
Awesome.
We wait till he's gone, come back,
bust in, take what's ours.
Got it?
Sam, may I ask you a question?
You just did.
Can I ask you another question?
Well, technically, you ... yeah, go ahead. What's up?
Sam, the trials.
You chose not to go through with them for a reason, didn't you?
You chose to live rather than to sacrifice yourself.
You and Dean... You chose each other.
Yeah, I did. We did.
And then... Dean made a choice for me.
What Dean did ... it doesn't matter what Dean did.
Look, I could have put a stop to all this, Cass.
I could have closed the gates of hell. Oh, Sam.
Dean's gone, okay?
This is on me now, and if I can find Gadreel...
I can fix this.
Now... being a human means settling your debts.
Let's start balancing the books.
This is by far the dumbest idea you've ever had.
Yeah, well, it's early.
Oh, there's nothing here. Shame. Let's go.
Hey, sack up and start looking, okay?
We don't have that much time.
You'll never believe what the Winchester and Crowley found.
Send back-up.
Send... Everybody.
First Blade
Now comes the part that will actually hurt.
I'm gonna begin the extraction.
Is it working?
Yeah.
But?
I-I need to push the needle in deeper.
We need more Grace in order to cast the spell.
Okay. Do it.
Sam, if I get too close to ...
Damn it, Cass! Just do it.
What the hell was that?
Your body is regressing to the state it was in before Gadreel.
Do we have enough Grace for the summoning spell?
Sam. Do we or not, Cass?
No.
Then keep going.
Nothing.
Not even porn.
Think I figured out why he went off the reservation
so many years ago.
Lovely. Little plain. Who is she?
Cain had a similar ring on.
Father of murder got hitched.
He's back. Come on.
Go.
That belongs to me.
Sorry.
Gorgeous, by the way.
I don't suppose they're with you.
No.
I guess we can't wait any longer.
Your friend Tara was very helpful!
Got downright chatty...
After I peeled all her skin off.
We don't want any trouble, Cain.
Just want the so-called King and the Winchester.
I got a new master to impress,
and I'm betting bagging those two will do just that.
"Master"?
Abaddon.
This lot all need to die.
I count ... too many.
The whammy you put on the doors that keeps us in.
Will it keep them out?
For now.
I'm gonna barricade the entrances.
Get ready for a fight.
Well, good luck with that.
What?
You exposed my home. You exposed me.
Well, boo-hoo.
Brave, but impulsive.
You truly have lived up to your reputation.
I can't say you've lived up to yours.
What can I say? I'm retired.
If you survive, you're welcome to join me
for the last meal I will eat in this house
before I disappear again.
It's the least I can do.
Sam? Sam?
Keep going.
Why?
We ... we ... we have to find Gadreel.
No.
Why must the Winchesters run toward death?
No, don't. Don't.
Don't stop.
Sam, when I was human, I died,
and that showed me that life is precious,
and it must be protected at all costs, even a life as...
as pig-headed as a Winchester's.
My life's not worth any more than anyone else's ...
not yours or Dean's...
or Kevin's.
Please.
Please, help me do one thing right.
Keep going.
All right, I got this. You take the front.
So, this is your play?
Corn?
What am I not getting here?
I mean, it's not like you're a coward.
Since when does the great Dean Winchester ask for help?
Well, that doesn't sound like the man I've read about
on demon bathroom walls.
Maybe you've lost a step.
Let's find out.
Oh, don't mind me.
Enjoy yourself.
Doing great.
Really?
Isn't it past your bedtime?
You're good.
But I'm Crowley.
What? Was that some kind of a test?
I felt connected to you right from the beginning.
Kindred spirits, if you will.
You and I are very much alike. Right.
Yeah, except I didn't kill my brother.
You saved yours.
Why?
Because you never give up on family ... ever.
Where's your brother now, then?
I don't know what kind of game you're playing here,
and I don't really care.
Just give me the damn blade.
Sorry, Dean.
I have nothing to hand over.
What?
I no longer have the blade.
It's gone.
Hold on.
This may pinch.
Cass, what the hell?
Cass.
What the hell was that?
I've healed your wounds completely.
And the Grace?
Well, whatever Grace was inside you is gone now.
What's left of Gadreel is in here.
We'll just have to try the spell with what we have.
Damn it.
Sam, I want Gadreel to pay as much as you do.
But nothing is worth losing you.
You know, being human,
it didn't just change my view of food.
It changed my view of you.
I mean, I can relate now to how you feel.
What are you talking about?
The only person who has screwed things up
more consistently than you...
is me.
And now I know what that guilt feels like.
And I know what it...
I know what it means to feel sorry, Sam.
I am sorry.
I know.
You know, old me ...
I would've have just kept going.
I would've jammed that needle in deeper until you died
because the ends always justified the means.
But what I went though ...
Well, that PB and J taught me that angels can change, so...
who knows?
Maybe winchesters can, too.
First Blade'Gone"?
What do you mean, "gone"?
How?
The spell brought us here to you, so it has to be here.
Your spell brought you to the source of the Blade's power.
Me.
Really? Now?
It's the bloody mark of Cain.
From Lucifer himself.
The mark and the blade work together.
Without the mark, the blade is useless.
It's just an old bone.
A bone?
The jawbone of an animal.
The jawbone you used to kill Abel
because he was God's favorite.
Abel wasn't talking to God.
He was talking to Lucifer.
Lucifer was gonna make my brother into his pet.
I couldn't bear to watch him be corrupted,
so I offered a deal ...
Abel's soul in heaven for my soul in hell.
Lucifer accepted...
As long as I was the one who sent Abel to heaven.
So, I killed him.
Became a soldier of Hell ...
a knight.
And Lucifer ordered you to make more.
My knights and I, we did horrible things ...
for centuries.
Bringers of chaos and darkness.
Then you met Colette.
She knew who I was... and what I was.
She loved me unconditionally.
She forgave me.
She only asked for one thing.
To stop.
When the knights found out, they took retribution.
They took Colette, so I picked the First Blade back up,
and it felt so good to have it in my hands again,
and I slaughtered the Knights of Hell.
Not all of them.
No.
Colette.
My love.
What have you done to my wife?
Answer me, Abaddon!
We can make this right, can't we, Cain?
Come back to us.
Come back to me.
I'm done.
With the Knights or with me?
I'm done! Then so is she.
No. Stop it!
We could have been forever, but you chose her.
Well, if I can't have you, then neither can she.
Enjoying the view? I know I am.
Best seat in the house.
No, Colette!
Colette, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry.
I will find Abaddon, and I will kill her.
No, there's been enough killing.
Promise me.
You're better than all of this.
So I buried her, and I walked away.
We, I'm sorry ... truly.
But I have to stop Abaddon.
So, where is the Blade?
No.
Hey! Listen, you son of a bitch.
You may be done killing, but I'm not.
You never give up on anything, do you?
Never.
Well, I do.
Cain?
Well, I'll stay as long as I can.
Aren't you a peach?
I've tried.
I've tried, Colette, to see myself as you did.
But I know who I am ...
Seen what I am.
I know you watch over me still.
But I need you to look away now.
What the hell, man?
You in or out? I'm getting head spins.
I can give you the mark, Dean, if it's what you truly want.
What are you talking about?
The mark can be transferred to someone who's worthy.
You mean a killer like you?
Yes.
Can I use it to kill that bitch? Yes.
But you have to know
with the mark comes a great burden.
Some would call it a great cost.
Yeah, well, spare me the warning label.
You had me at "kill the bitch".
Good luck, Dean.
You're gonna to need it.
Yeah, I get that a lot. Let's dance.
Aah!
Dean? I'm fine.
All right, where the hell did you stash the damn Blade?
Nothing can destroy the Blade,
so I threw it to the bottom of the deepest ocean.
It's the only way I could keep my promise to Colette.
You find the blade, kill Abaddon,
but make me a promise first.
When I call you ... and I will call ...
you come find me and use the Blade on me.
Why?
For what I'm about to do.
They're all trapped in there.
With him.
First BladeWas that, uh...
Was that it?
I'm afraid there wasn't enough Grace.
We'll have to find Gadreel another way. I'm sorry, Sam.
It's all right, Cass.
You, uh...
You were right.
You were right about everything.
Now's the part where you hug back.
Oh.
Right.
Uh, sorry. Ah, there you go.
As far as I'm concerned,
Metatron is the key to fixing everything that's wrong.
I'm gonna find him.
You know, Sam,
we could use all the help we could get
to find Gadreel and Metatron.
We got this.
He was right, you know.
You are worthy.
Oh, great. Now you're gonna get all touchy-feely, too?
Your problem, mate,
is that nobody hates you more than you do.
Believe me, I've tried.
So, how do we find this Blade?
You can't search the bottom of the ocean, but I can.
So, I'll find it and bring it to its new owner.
I saw you, Crowley.
Back at Cain's.
You dusted that undercard demon,
and then you just sat back and watched the main event.
You knew.
You knew about the mark. You knew about Abaddon and Cain.
You knew all of it.
And you played me.
Why?
He would never have given me the Blade.
Who can say no to you?
I needed you to play along.
You knew we were being followed,
and you didn't say anything.
Well, Cain would want we were to see his prize fighter
up close.
You plus demons equals fight night.
Tara died.
Thanks to you.
Omelets. Broken eggs. Et cetera.
After I kill Abaddon, you're next!
You don't mean that.
We're having too much fun.
Listen up.
Even with the Blade,
we're gonna need all the help we can get against Abaddon.
Go find the Blade.
It's always something with you boys, isn't it?
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