My family hunts. It's what we do.
Let's begin.
Toni Bevell, men of letters, London chapter house.
If you answer my questions, you'll walk right out that door.
I've been tortured by the devil himself.
What can you do to me?
The Winchesters are no better
than the monsters they fail to control.
They need to be eliminated.
Aren't we supposed to be on the same team?
Get away from my boys.
Mom? Yeah.
No argument. Lady Bevell went too far.
I deeply apologize.
We wanna work with you. My number.
If mom wants to hunt, I say we hunt.
I've heard of people coming back from the dead before.
But to actually do it?
I just have a lot of blanks to fill in.
I have to go.
It's always nice to see
a Winchester who can't get what he wants.
Billie. She's a reaper.
See, I'm a big believer in what dies...
Sam!
Stays dead. No!
Stop it! Dean.
If any of you change your minds, you know my name.
We've got to put Lucifer back in the cage.
I think I know the identity of Lucifer's newest vessel...
Jefferson Rooney,
president of these United States.
I just know you'd make an amazing father.
A nephilim has come into being.
- It's the offspring of an angel and a human. - Lucifer.
So you're gonna pop Lucifer out of the president with that?
I hope so. Otherwise, we're all dead.
You're under arrest for the attempted assassination
of the president of the United States.
It's not like we're in
the "live till you're 90, die in your sleep" business.
This only ends one way.
Castiel?
Mary. Where are you?
I-I, uh...
Lawrence, Kansas.
Cass, what's wrong?
Uh, uh...
Well, I-I need you to meet me at the bunker.
Six hours ago, Sam and Dean Winchester
tried to kill the president of the United States.
Huh. Do we know why?
They haven't said a word since we picked 'em up.
Quiet types, okay. What do we know about 'em?
A lot. Brothers.
Born in Lawrence, Kansas, to Mary Winchester, deceased,
and John Winchester, also deceased.
FBI started investigating them back in 2007.
For what? Assault, murder,
multiple counts of desecrating a corpse.
The same corpse?
No. Different corpses.
They made the FBI's most wanted in 2011,
then died in a shootout with police in Ankeny, Iowa.
At least that's what their file said, but apparently not.
Apparently. What about the girl?
Kelly Kline. And she's a presidential aide,
but no one's seen her since that day.
We don't know where she went or if she's still alive.
How many people know about this?
We're keeping it quiet.
Just you, me, the agents who made the arrest, and POTUS.
But the last thing he remembers...
Was saying his nightly prayers three days before it happened.
Drugged? Lab's running a tox screen now,
but yeah, probably.
And by "probably," you mean "maybe."
And by "maybe," you mean "I don't know."
So next time, just say you don't know.
Look, you're here
because you're some big shot anti-terrorism guy.
But you want my opinion?
We should take those two psychos out back.
I cap one, you take the other, we grab an early lunch.
Yeah? They got it comin'.
Yeah, but what if they're not working alone?
I mean, what if these boys have ties to... Oh, I don't know,
white nationalists, Muslim brotherhood?
Really?
I'm just sayin'.
They might be the tip of some nasty-ass iceberg.
That... that's what you think? Probably.
Maybe.
I don't know.
Let's find out.
Hi, Dean.
How you doin'?
Can I get you coffee? Water?
Or you hungry?
I got a chocolate bar here somewhere.
Don't tell my wife.
So... You've had a day.
Wanna tell me about it?
Like, for example,
why you went after the leader of the free world?
Well, let me guess. You don't like cops.
Hell, I get it.
We can be real jackasses.
But you're gonna talk to me, son.
You just are.
Now that's not a threat.
I don't believe in torture. Doesn't work.
Oh, I've seen folks waterboarded, cut on.
And they talk. Ooh, they do.
But they never tell you what you need.
You know what does work, though? Every time?
Nothing.
See, when I leave,
that door closes,
and it stays closed,
and you stay in the dark.
Now maybe that doesn't sound so bad.
But after a month, a year,
you spend enough time staring at these walls,
just you and all that nothing,
you'll get so crazy to talk, to see someone real,
you'll tell me exactly what I need.
You'll tell me with a smile.
It'll just take some time.
Of course, the thing is,
after what you did,
no one's in a hurry to get you that phone call.
So you and me,
we've got all the time in the world.
This is Mick Davies,
filing status update bravo three.
As instructed, I've been attempting to make inroads
with the American hunters.
But unfortunately, there's been a few setbacks.
Let me paint you a picture
of a world without monsters or demons
or any of those little buggers that go bump in the night.
Of a world where no one has to die because of the supernatural.
Of a new world, a better world.
Now if you work with us, you'll have support,
in every sense of the word.
You need lore?
Our libraries are the biggest and the best.
You want money? We have money.
You need weapons?
We have gear you can't even imagine.
Now what I'm saying, Wally,
is that you need people like us, and we need hunters like you.
Now all we ask in return is that when we call,
you go where you're told and you do what you're told.
For the greater good.
Let me see your hands.
Come on, let me see your hands.
Yeah, all right.
Soft.
Hmm. Thank you.
You ever hunt anything?
I'm more tactical. Long-term strategy.
Right.
Listen, uh, Mike...
Mick. Whatever.
I don't know you,
and I ain't looking to take any orders from anyone.
Especially some...
Limey paper pusher.
I'm not quite sure you understand, mate. No, I think I do.
So no offense,
but you can take your offer...
And you can...
Shove it up your ass.
I'm sure it won't be too painful,
what with those soft hands of yours, right?
That's, uh, that's for the burger.
In short, the American hunters have proven...
Difficult.
As for the Winchesters...
You left them.
No, I...
Dean told me to go. The woman...
The one you lost?
I didn't. I... I thought that she...
Stop making excuses!
Why... If they needed help, why didn't they call me?
You were out.
How do we let this happen, Castiel?
Chow time!
Mm.
Chow time!
Mmm.
Can't help you.
Come on, Crowley. The police took them.
You have people in the government.
You have spies. I do?
But whatever's happened to moose and squirrel,
apparently, it's above their pay grade.
Do you even care that they're gone?
No.
Do you know how many all-powerful beings
have tried to kill them?
Roughly, yes. As do I.
I was bloody one of them.
Sam and Dean? They're like herpes.
Just when you think they're gone... Hello!
The boys are back,
leaving a trail of bodies in their wake.
So wherever they are,
whoever has Sam and Dean,
well...
In the immortal words of Lawrence Tureaud...
"I pity the fool."
Dean?
Oh. No.
He's...
Mary? Yeah.
This is Alicia. Uh, Asa's kid.
Oh. Look, I... me and my brother,
we're working this case in Louisiana.
We thought it was some Southern fried werewolf thing,
but it's not one thing.
It's a pack.
There's, like, a billion of them down here,
and... We need help.
Where are you?
Thanks for meeting me.
I just wanted to say... I'm sorry.
I was angry, and...
Sam and Dean, that's not your fault.
No, you were right.
I should never have left them. I...
Have you heard anything?
All my law enforcement contacts are retired or... Dead.
I'm trying, but...
You?
I keep telling myself they're fine.
They've only been gone... 6 weeks, 2 days, and 10 hours.
We'll find them, Castiel.
We will.
Until then, we just...
We're doin' our best.
Are we?
Did you hear about the murders in Lancaster, Missouri?
No.
The women with their throats ripped out,
the blood drained?
Vampires.
I saw it on the news and I thought,
that's the sort of thing Sam and Dean would investigate.
They would roll into town,
save the day, kill the monsters.
But with them gone...
I tried to work the case. I tried.
But... I don't know what I did wrong.
I... I asked questions,
but maybe they were the wrong people
or the wrong questions,
and I just... I never found it.
Never found the monster. Never even got close.
And three more women died before I left town.
Before I ran away.
So we go back.
You and me.
No.
No, I'd only get in your way.
Chow time!
Yo, eat up.
Crap.
What happened?
I was doing my rounds and I did CPR,
but he was gone.
Get that other cell open. Now!
He's dead.
I don't get it.
They both died on the same day?
That's not...
How's that even possible?
You tell us.
Great plan.
For the last two months, we've done nothing
but sit around with our junk in our hands
because you wanted to wait them out.
That really worked.
Yeah, nice job. Well, I'm just gonna...
Yeah.
You wanted them dead. They're dead.
I wanted them punished.
I wanted to look Dean Winchester in the eye and...
Wanted him to feel it.
Well, that...
That is totally mentally normal.
Go to hell.
Castiel, it's me.
I'm just calling to...
You don't have to worry about that thing in Missouri.
I'm handling it.
You good?
Yeah, I've been better.
I've been worse. Looks like it worked.
So far.
Shh, shh, shh, shh.
Shh. H-how...
Where are we? I-I don't know.
Answer him. Seriously,
they blindfold me every day before they bring me to work.
I...
This place, it's not supposed to exist.
Clear.
This is my voice-mail.
Hey, should we take it? Make your voice a mail.
No, it's probably got lowjack.
This is my voice-mail.
Come on, Cass. Got a map.
What? Cass.
Dean?
Hey, buddy. Long time.
What...
What happened? Where... where are you?
You wouldn't believe me, and I have no clue. Uh...
Got something.
All right, looks like that's elk mountain,
which makes that longs peak.
Okay, looks like we're in Colorado.
In rocky mountain national park.
Uh, if we head north, we should hit state route 34.
Eventually. Did you get that?
Yes. All right, meet us there.
Wait. Where?
Just drive along the road, and you'll see us. And, Cass...
The sooner the better. We're kinda on the clock here.
Wait, what does that...
You didn't tell him? No.
They'll track the phone. Right.
Castiel?
Slow... Slow down. What?
Oh, god.
The hell?
Hey.
There you go. This isn't...
I took his pulse. They were dead.
Look, I got no idea what went down here.
Maybe they got to one of the guards.
Maybe this is some slow your heartbeat kung fu crap.
What I do know... The Winchesters are out there.
And this time, we're doing it my way.
All right!
We got two runners with about a 45-minute head start.
These are killers.
So you get eyes, you pull the trigger.
Let's move out.
You got here quickly.
Yep.
What do you think we're walking into?
I don't know.
We may want backup.
Crowley and Rowena?
The king of hell and his mother, the witch?
Hope we can do better than that.
I may have an idea. Good.
Seat belt on.
I drive fast.
Long time since you've been in the field, huh?
I mean, if you need to head back...
I'm fine.
All right, so we got what? An hour till dark?
Which puts us at six hours till midnight?
That sounds about right.
Dean, we gotta talk about this.
Okay, we will. All right?
Later.
This is your idea?
The people that almost killed my boys,
they're gonna be our backup?
Suddenly, the demon and his mommy don't look so bad.
They helped us with Lucifer.
Lucifer? The Lucifer?
Yes. Wait, so you're telling me
what happened in Indianapolis was
you took on the bleedin' devil himself?
Yes.
Did you win? Yes.
Bravo.
But Sam and Dean were taken.
We think we can get them back, but we need...
Help. So we'll help.
Really? Just like that?
Mrs. Winchester... Mary...
I came to this country to do one thing... make friends.
But you American hunters, you're...
You're a different breed than our sort.
You're surly, suspicious.
You don't play well with others. Well, that is accurate.
You don't trust people you don't know,
even when they come bearing gifts.
Now I can't help that, but I can help you.
And if word were to get out that we did our part
to save Sam and Dean Winchester,
well, that's just good business, innit?
And who knows.
When all this is over, we might even be friends.
We think Sam and Dean were being held somewhere
in the rocky mountain national forest.
Site 94?
It's a government facility, off-books.
Shadow ops.
One of those places that officially doesn't exist.
Then how do you know about it?
We gather information. It's our job.
They told us to meet them off state route 34.
Well, that's a long stretch of road. Where, exactly?
I'm not sure.
I'll our techs to put a satellite over the area.
You can do that?
And so much more.
Do you have any idea what sort of trouble we're walking into?
No.
Oh, good.
I do like a surprise.
They're on us. Yeah.
Damn it.
Norton, come in.
This is Norton. I'm on the ri...
Norton? Norton?
This is Sanchez. Do you copy?
Norton has gone night-night.
Winchester.
This the man in charge? That's right.
Well, let me tell you how this is gonna go.
You're gonna call your boys
and you're gonna turn around, and nobody's gonna get hurt.
No, no. Here's how this is gonna go.
I take my highly trained soldiers,
track your ass down, and you get hurt.
A lot.
You can't run forever.
You're trapped out here.
Well, what we have here is a failure to communicate.
'Cause we're not trapped out here with you.
You're trapped out here with us.
That'll work.
Go!
You'll live.
Hey.
Aah!
I told you. You're trapped.
Camp. Shoot him!
Don't.
Hand me the gun.
You want the truth?
The president was possessed by the devil.
We saved his life.
That's the truth.
Now you can take that and do what you want with it.
But if you come after us,
you know what'll happen.
Who are you?
We're the guys that save that world.
Sam! Dean!
Cass. Cass.
Mom.
Hey, buddy.
Oh.
Mom, how did y'all even find us?
They helped.
Hello, lads.
They have a thermal imaging satellite that saw you.
From space.
Well, we don't have one.
Just borrowed it for a bit.
Friends in all the right places.
Well, I guess this is where we're supposed to say thank you.
No need. Happy to be of service.
Again.
Okay, then.
We should get.
The people we left, they'll call for backup any second.
Uh, you left survivors?
They were soldiers, just doing what they were told.
Still... A bit unprofessional.
We'll handle it.
Let's get.
So wait, you're hunting?
A little bit.
Yeah, I knew you couldn't stay away.
It's time.
What's happening?
Yeah, Dean.
'Sup?
Billie?
The reaper?
I don't understand.
Mom... That place...
There's only one way we were getting out of there,
and that wasn't breathing.
So I made a call.
Billie.
Dean talked with her, and then Billie came to see me.
And we made a deal.
We'd get to die and come back one more time,
but in exchange...
Come midnight, a Winchester goes bye-bye.
Like, permanently.
And that is something I've been looking forward to
for a long time.
Why would you... We were already dead.
Being locked in that cell with nothing...
I've been to hell.
This was worse.
At least this way, one of us gets to keep fighting.
You don't have to do this.
Yeah, they do.
We made a pact.
Bound in blood.
You break that,
there's consequences on a cosmic scale.
So who's it gonna be?
Me.
Mom. No.
Mom. No. No.
You said come midnight, a Winchester dies?
I'm a Winchester.
Works for me.
Mom! Don't!
I love you.
Aah! Uhh!
Cass, what have you done?
What had to be done.
You know this world,
this sad, doomed little world,
it needs you.
It needs every last Winchester it can get,
and I will not let you die.
I won't let any of you die.
And I won't let you sacrifice yourselves.
You mean too much to me,
to everything.
Yeah, you made a deal.
You made a stupid deal, and I broke it.
You're welcome.
And just like that, the Winchesters are back,
for better or worse.
True, they did leave loose ends, but...
That's what Mr. ketch is for.
Every person who knew about
Sam and Dean's little adventure in assassination
has been dealt with.
As far as the world's concerned,
it never even happened.
The last thing we need is for the United States government
sniffing about, asking questions.
And as for making inroads with the American hunters,
well, good news.
Let me paint you a picture
of a world without monsters or demons
or any of those little buggers that go bump in the night.
Of a world where no one has to die because of the supernatural.
Of a new world, a better world.
I'm listening.