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We're playing
a big game here.

God, he's been a busy boy...
Extinguishing galaxies.

Wiping the slate clean.

I told you, Dean.
This is your destiny.

You are the messengers
of God's destruction.

You gave me
what I needed most.

I want to do
the same for you.

Mom?

I have
the next step.

About Billie's plan, uh,

she hasn't been real specific
on the details.

Yeah, when you...
When you go up against Chuck,

uh, you're gonna what,
bob and weave?

Or do you go straight in
for the full smite?

Something like that.

If we just
take Chuck off the board,

that still leaves her.
Amara.

That throws things
out of balance,

and if things
are out of balance,

then the world pretty much...

Ends.
Right.

But if Jack
kills her...

Then there's no God,
there's no Darkness.

Nothing out of balance.

World saved.

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She's making it weird.

- She's still one of God's...
- Creatures?

Yeah, one of his weird,
creepy-ass creatures.

Just maybe she should
eat outside?

Away from,
like, people.

Right?

So do something about it,
Conner.

Yeah. Got it.

Where you going,
brother?

We have house rules about
being clean to eat here.

Yes, we have rules,

but we also have spirit,
too, right?

Yes.
We have spirit, Pastor.

Lead with compassion
on this one.

Hey, Conner! Conner!

Down here!
I need your help!

Conner!

Ah.

Hey, Conner.

Hey, you got anything?

Uh, this thing in Missouri.

Not too far.

Felt like a case,
but I don't think it is.

How about you?

Yeah, check this out.

Last night, power goes out
in Atlantic City.

So?

So local crews can't find
anything wrong.

There was no storms,
nothing wrong with the grid.

Still... darkness.

And you think...?

Well, this weekend,
the, uh, what was it,

the Camelot Palace Casino,

they're putting up the biggest
keno jackpot ever.

How's that important?

Chuck said
Amara loves keno.

I thought
he was kidding.

He's not that funny.

You think Amara just popped up
in New Jersey

and caused a blackout?

She's a player.

It's weak.

Well, right now,
weak is all we have, okay,

'cause nobody's
found anything,

and without Amara,
we're screwed.

So Atlantic City?

All-you-can-eat
prime rib.

And possibly one
all-powerful cosmic being.

Come on, man.
Sounds like a road trip to me.

Cass.

Hey, right on time.

Well, I should
go with you.

Cass,
it's probably nothing.

Uh, so I'm, what,
supposed to just sit here?

Well, somebody's got to
keep an eye on Jack

in case Billie shows up
for his, uh, thing.

Right, while you
track down one of

the most powerful beings
in existence

and lie to her face.

Exactly.

Dean, Amara's dangerous.
You can't just charge in.

We're not, okay?

Plus, you know, she and I
used to have a thing, so...

Sam,
what's this case about?

I wouldn't worry
about it.

I-It's, uh, not
our kind of thing.

You sure it's...
It's nothing spooky?

I mean,
a kid got killed.

It's tragic, obviously,

but the local cops
can handle it.

Great.
But you know what?

Why don't you and Cass go
run it down just to be sure?

- Really?
- What?

Yeah, you said you didn't
want to sit around here

after the whole
Mrs. Butters thing.

Mrs. What?

Just get out there,
you know, stay busy.

With a murder
investigation?

Yeah.

Sam?

Dean's not wrong.

And, look, this case, uh,
maybe you can help.

Alright, well, you guys go
"Highway to Heaven" that bitch.

I'll get my suit.

Can we wear
matching ties?

Yeah.

Blue's a good color
on you.

Great, you found it.

Which one did I talk to
on the phone?

Agent Swift.

And this is, uh...

Agent Lovato. FBI.

In the field long,
Lovato?

You look greener
than Baby Yoda.

He's a very smart,
very, uh, pale young man.

I just graduated
from CSI.

Uh-huh.

Well, we're standing in
what I call the trap zone.

The victim was first
attacked here.

Did anybody find any tiny bags
with chicken bones inside?

Anyone smell
any sulfur?

Or feel cold?

I don't... uh, look,
none of that.

But there was a message.

The kid, Conner, someone wrote
the word "liar" on his body.

Sort of carved it in.

I see.

Whoever did this
worked him over good.

Cut off each finger
one by one.

Shoved it
down his throat.

And we found this.

Marvelous Marvin
the Talking Teddy.

I have one.

Uh, for my stepson.
Ronald.

Right.

Well, the toy,
it's got a speaker in it,

and we found another one
in a fake rock over there.

How strange.

Gets stranger.

We caught this off of

one of the security cameras
across the street.

Is that a mask?

Think someone's seen
too many bad slasher flicks.

This is all
very horrific.

Almost demonic.

Well,
if this is a demon,

I know how
to get answers.

What are you doing?

I'm looking up Conner
online.

Like Sam always says,

when in doubt,
try social media.

Oh, yeah.

I did that once.

There we so many cat photos,
it was just...

There were
too many cats.

Someone
should be here.

It says I need a parent or
guardian's permission to join.

You have
my permission.

Ah.

I have his permission.

Sorry, lads. Shop's closed.

No more deals.

We don't want
to make a deal.

Do tell.

So how can Zack
be of service?

Why is he talking
like that?

I don't know.

Because
Zack has style.

Who killed that boy
in the alley downtown?

Was it a demon?
Was it you?

No, and...

Wait, are...

Are angels solving
people crimes now?

Like "Highway to Heaven"
but with murder or something?

Because I-I would
watch that show.

Right.

If you didn't do it,
do you know who did?

No.
I admire their work,

but it's got nothing
to do with us.

Just some wacko.

Humans, am I right?

So no one made a deal?

N-No one's making deals.
Like, at all.

Uh, Rowena has a hard

"people will end up where
they belong" philosophy.

It can be nice,
less quotas.

But, like, look at me,

uh, a crossroads demon
who can't bring in a deal?

Like, what?
Uh, what even am I?

You're a deviant soul
corrupted by Hell.

Well, yeah, yes,
but I-I mean more in,

like,
a work-life-balance sense.

Okay. We should go.

No, wait, wait.

Um,
I-I-I-I could help.

Do you need a driver,
or...?

Come on.
I'm bored out of my mind.

No, guys, guys.

Sam was right.

It's not a monster.

Well,
he was half right.

Sometimes humans can be
the worst kind of monsters.

Yeah, but it's kind of
not our thing.

Guess we should just
go back to the bunker

and do nothing while we wait
for Sam and Dean.

No.

No,
we're gonna stay.

We can help.

Valerie!

Valerie, over here!

Valerie.

So Rowena's got Hell
on lockdown, huh?

Yeah,
it would appear so.

Well, about time
somebody took charge.

Hey, how's Jack?

Focused.

Well, that's good.

We were with
the police earlier.

Another woman
has gone missing.

Apparently, she and Conner were
from the same church group.

Sounds like a real lead.

Okay, well, hey,
uh, just, you know,

be careful with those
hallelujah types.

I mean,
most play it straight,

but there's some that think that
every Fed is Deep State.

If I were you,
I would divide and conquer.

Have Jack drink the Kool-Aid
and sign up.

You go in flashing a badge,
you know?

Okay, I understand.

How's the search
for Amara?

Well, it's dandy.

We'll talk to you later.

Hey,
you sure about this?

Hey, man, like I said...

We don't find her,
casino buffet.

Pretty good
consolation prize.

That's not what I meant.

We've been on the road
for almost two days,

and I get not wanting
to talk about it, I do,

but, you know,
what we're planning on doing,

killing Amara.

Well, we're not
pulling the trigger.

Sure, but we still
have to find her.

And then if we find her,
we have to lie to her.

We got to set her up
for her own death.

Hey, man,
Billie called us.

"Messengers of
God's Destruction," okay?

Did you think that was, what,
gonna be easy? Bloodless?

Mnh-mnh.

We knew there was
gonna be a catch.

Least this time
it's not you or me.

Thank you, Mitch.

That was
a moving testimony.

We all feel Conner's absence
in our heart right now,

and we hope
to see him again

when God calls us to him
on the last day.

We dedicate today's charity
service to his memory.

Hello.

Where can I find
the Kool-Aid?

What?

I'm sorry.
I mean, I want to join.

To help.

My name's Jack.

Okay.

Fill this out.

Is that the pastor?

What's going on?

It was a prayer dedication
for...

One of our members
just passed away.

Were you close?

Come find me when you're done
with the form.

Hey.

That way.

...bigger picture.

Even in the darkest hour,

our light is waiting
to guide us.

Can I pray for you?

Father God,
watch over your child.

Bless him with your grace,
your love, and your guidance.

Amen.

Thank you, Pastor.

You look like
you have a question.

You the pastor?

I'm Agent Swift.

I have some disturbing news
about an employee of yours.

If this is
about Conner...

No, it's not.

Valerie Jones never made it home
last night.

New guy's hot.

What?
I have eyes.

I'm all done
with the paperwork.

Now what?

You can work with me.

People come here
from all walks of life.

Make sure you look them in
the eyes, give them a smile.

Then hand them a bagged lunch
and a water.

Thank you. Next.

We used to give out Bibles,
but we stopped.

Oh.

What I said earlier,
about Conner...

Excuse me.

I'm... I'm sorry.

I didn't want
to upset you.

I'm no good at this.

You're okay.

It's just, uh,
you were right.

Conner and I, we...

dated, years ago...

sort of.

More like we watched
a lot of old movies together.

We were kids.

He was always
there for me.

I lost someone, too.

My mother.

Yeah?

I, uh...

My mom died
three years ago.

Now it's just me
and Pastor Joe.

The... The pastor
is your father?

He's a better preacher
than he is a dad, but, yeah.

Well, I have more dads
than most,

and I always just feel like
I'm letting all of them down.

I've been there.

You're sweet, Jack.

Put your trust in God,
not people.

I don't believe
in coincidences.

Maybe
we're being targeted.

Who would target
this church?

We don't
call it that here.

People have a lot of baggage
with that word.

We're a faith-based
community.

I see.
Um, has anyone else

from this faith-based community
gone missing?

No, not missing, but people
come and go all the time.

Like who?

I don't know.
Um, Brother Rudy, for instance.

He handled most of
our A.V. and tech.

We recently parted ways.

Was there
some kind of conflict?

Uh, no.

He just wanted to worship
somewhere else.

Okay, well, I'm gonna need to
get his contact information.

Dad, do you have a sec?

In a minute.
I'm with someone.

Yeah, but...
In a minute.

You have kids?

I, uh...

It's complicated.

It always is.

Anyway, whatever I can do
to help, let me know.

Okay.

You really care about
these people, don't you?

It's kind of
part of the job.

My wife, she grew up
in this church and loved it.

They were a bit more hardcore
back then.

Chalked everything that happened
up to God's will.

Never seemed to
realize that...

God just doesn't care.

I was gonna say that we all have
to take care of each other.

Right.

Anyway, I sold the building,
moved us here,

started to
preach a gospel of

love and service
to our neighbors.

Now, as long as people are
willing to help

as much as they can,

all faiths and backgrounds
are welcome.

What do you mean by,
um, backgrounds?

Conner didn't have to live
in fear of who he was.

A gay man who believed
in a tolerant God.

Well, I imagine not everyone
was happy with the change.

Not by a mile.

But it doesn't matter.

A saint is a sinner
who keeps trying.

Not going in
for a snack?

Saving room.

I got four hours
till all-you-can-eat.

I have a process.

Ooh, can your process last
for six hours?

Lane closures... I-76.

Damn it!

Pork rinds?

Pork rinds.

I think we can do
better than that.

Hello, Dean.

Miss me?

You headed
somewhere fun?

Well, we were headed to you,
actually.

How'd you find us?

I smelled you
from two states over.

You have a very
distinctive musk.

Thank you.

And I got wind of your friend
Castiel's angelic APB.

I knew you were
looking for me.

Yeah.

We wanted to talk.

First, lunch.

Pierogies?

You're hungry,
I'm hungry.

I like new,
Earthly experiences,

and I have never had
a Pennsylvania pierogi.

Jesus.

Allah. Yahweh. Buddha.

Krishna. Gaeia.
The Four Winds.

God, you go by
so many names.

But it doesn't matter
what we call you.

It matters how we live.

Come be among us as we provide
for those less fortunate.

And please help us in welcoming
our newest friend, Jack.

- Welcome.
- Welcome.

Hello.

It's custom here

that someone give testimony
during prayer.

Jack, as the newest
member of Patchwork,

I invite you to
share your journey.

I...

Um...

Um, I'll do it.

Please.

My name is, um...
Well, my name's not important.

I do know
what blind faith is.

I used to just follow orders
without question,

and I did some
pretty terrible things.

I would never look
beyond the plan.

And then, of course,
when it all came crashing down,

I found myself lost.

I didn't know what
my purpose was anymore.

And then one day, something
changed, something amazing.

I...

I guess I found a family,

and I became a father.

And in that,

I rediscovered my faith.

I rediscovered who I am.

Temperatures dropping
considerably tonight

in Columbia as a cold front
moves in...

I hope I didn't put you
on the spot earlier.

How'd you do it,

bring all these
people together

with so many different ideas
about religion?

It's not about
what they believe.

It's about what they do.

I tell them to leave the rest
at the door.

You make it sound
so easy.

I always say
people are God's hands,

each of us a finger
for him to use.

To lift each other up.

...the capital of our great
state of Missouri,

they're getting hammered
by a snowstorm.

What is that?

Who could've done this?

I don't know.

I do.

We want to
take your brother down,

and we need your help.

What makes you think
I'd do that?

Because you've got beef
with him...

Past and present.

Amara,
I saw into Chuck's mind.

His memories.

He asked you for help.

Refusing to help him isn't
the same as betraying him.

You know what he's been up to
the past couple of months?

Snuffing out universes,
one after the other.

I know.
I can feel it.

He's very nearly done
with the others.

And you don't care?

It doesn't matter.

There's nothing
you two can do.

There is.

See, our pal Jack,
he's a nephilim,

and he's getting stronger
every day.

And soon he'll be strong enough
to overpower Chuck.

Now, we have a way
to trap him,

but we can't do it
without you.

No.

No?

No.
I won't betray him like that.

Why? I mean, I get
he's your brother, but...

Ugh, apologies, Dean,
but you don't get anything.

You see me
sitting across from you.

You see a woman.

You see Chuck as
a squirrelly weirdo.

But you can't imagine
what we really are.

We came into existence
together.

We are the same.

The former Death, he told us
you were the firstborn.

Or he told you
what you needed to hear.

Chuck and I, we're twins.

Creation and destruction,

light and dark,
balance.

And when we split apart,
all this was created.

The Big Bang?

Eh.

When you split?
So when...

When he threw you
in a cage.

When he betrayed you.

When he trapped you
for an eternity.

You can't play on that,
not with me.

Maybe I'm a fool,

but I believe caging me
hurt him deeply.

And I know for me to do that
to him would be an agony.

I'm sorry.

I can't help you.

Ah!

Brother Rudy left the
congregation, the pastor said.

It was amicable, but...

Maybe that was
a bad lie.

Yeah. Maybe.

And he was good with computers,
so...

He's been dead
a long time.

You know,
maybe it's for the better.

What's going on?
What are you doing?

Wait here.
I'm gonna ask her something.

Why?

I told you, Dean,
he's my...

No, no. No.

Why did you
bring her back?

You said that you wanted
to show me something,

that you wanted to, uh...
To teach me something.

I don't know if
you were following along,

but your little experiment,

it came to
a not-so-happy ending.

My mom is dead.

So what exactly did you
want to show me?

What was the point?

I wanted two things for you,
Dean.

I wanted you to see that
your mother was just a person,

that the myth that
you'd held onto for so long

of a better life,
a life where she lived,

was just that, a myth.

I wanted you to see that
the real, complicated Mary

was better than your childhood
dream because she was real.

That now is always
better than then.

That you could finally
start to accept your life.

Mm.

And the second thing?

I thought having her back
would release you,

put that fire out.

Your anger.

But I guess we both know
I failed at that.

You're damn right.

Look at you.

Just another cosmic dick
rigging the game.

You're just like
your brother.

It was a gift, Dean,
not a trial.

I'm not angry, Amara.

I'm furious

to know that all my life,

I've been nothing but
a hamster in a wheel.

Stuck in a story.

And you know
whose fault that is?

Chuck's.

And it ain't just me.

We're all trapped.

Sam and Cass and Jack
and even you.

And you want to talk about the
people that he's killing right now...

Stop.
Why? He's not stopping.

And you're doing nothing
to stop it.

Think he gives a rat's ass
about you?

Well, now who's living
in a dreamworld?

Can I... trust you?

I would never hurt you.

Then...
I-I'll think about it.

Your dad's
freaking out.

Did he call the police?

No.
The FBI guys told him not to.

But I posted something about it,
and my feed is going bananas.

So many frowny faces.

This is so crazy.

Can you even believe it?

I believe.

You never did.

Easy, easy.

Just hold on.
We've called 911.

She's here.
It's Sylvia... the storage room.

Excuse me.
Excuse me.

You're gonna be okay.

Jack, follow him.

Let me.

Oh, dear God.

Sylvia...

Shut up.
Let me help you.

Like you helped Mom?

Your mother was sick.

She wouldn't even
go to the doctor.

She said,
"Put your trust in God."

And he called her home.

And you made fun of her
for that.

No, I didn't.

You changed everything.

Those people in there,
they don't worship God.

They worship you.

Please don't do this.
Let him go.

I know you're in pain.

I can...
I can feel it.

Just let me help you.

Everyone's trying
to help me.

Who are you?
You're nothing.

You're just
a scared little boy

trying to make your daddies
happy.

What?

Don't hurt her!

Sleep.

Go get the police.

Go!

What are you?

You're an angel?

Well, not
a very good one.

What's going to
happen to her?

I don't know,
but she won't be alone.

Whatever she needs,
whatever it takes,

I'll find a place
where she can get help.

I spent my life taking care of
all these other people.

Should've been
taking care of her.

Hey, Jack,

when Pastor Joe
asked you to speak,

you were struggling.

Was it, um,
something...

Something you were
afraid to say?

You know,
what you're doing,

you're shouldering
a great burden.

You don't have to
do it alone.

Yes... I do.

I've been lying to you.

Lying about what?

I'm gonna die.

When we... When I kill
Chuck and Amara,

I'll die, too.

What?

Billie's spells have been

turning me into
some kind of bomb,

and when I go off,

God and Amara
will cease to exist.

And...

I won't survive.

Don't tell Sam and Dean.

Oh, yeah? Why not?

They won't understand.

But I know...

This is the only way
they'll ever forgive me.

No.

I watched you die once,
and I will not do it again.

It's not your choice.

There you are.

Cass?

Hey, where you going?

Where's Jack?

He's in his room.

We got back.
We didn't want to wake you up.

Nah, I wasn't asleep.

How'd the case go?

Oh, it went.

Uh, we solved it,
saved some people.

Amara?

Yeah.
Yeah, we got her.

I think she's on board.

Good.

Wait. What's happening?
Where are you going?

Going to look for
another way.

I have to.

What the Hell
are you talking about?

Dean,

in case something goes wrong
and I don't make it back,

there's something you and Sam
need to know.

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