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They call me Gabriel.

Thought you were dead.

(BOTH GRUNT)

SAM: We saw him die.

GABRIEL: Please. You can't take the trick out of the trickster.

SAM: Trickster's like a Hugh Hefner type, right?

- (LAUGHING) - SAM: Wine, women, song?

Maybe he doesn't want the party to end.

I mean, maybe he hates this angels and demons stuff as much as we do.

Let me guess.

You two muttonheads broke the world

and you want me to sweep up your mess.

DEAN: Yes, why don't you sack up and help us take down Lucifer?

I can't kill my brother.

Can't or won't?

Guard this with your life.

(OVER LAPTOP) If you're watching this, I'm dead.

Without me, you got zero shot at killing Lucifer.

But you can trap him.

SAM: I know you think it's safer inside.

I broke you!

SAM: No more torture, no more pain. I've been there.

I can feel him.

Sammy's long gone.

Wait, Gabriel. The world needs you.

Please. Help us.

CASTIEL: It's a demon incursion led by Asmodeus

SAM: And Gabriel killed him.

DEAN: Where is he?

CASTIEL: We asked Gabriel to help us, and he said no.

(YELLS) Son of a bitch!

Every time!

(SIRENS WAILING IN THE DISTANCE)

(DOG BARKING)

(SIGHS)

(KAZOO PLAYING)

GABRIEL: Fenrir Odinsbane!

(CONTINUES PLAYING)

Gabriel.

I assume you're not here to apologize.

You think?

- (GROWLS) - I vowed to do this honorably.

No gimmicks.

No tricks.

Just mano-a-mano.

(GROWLS)

(ROARS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

- Ha! - (ROARS)

(WHISTLES) Here, boy.

- (FENRIR GROWLING) - (GRUNTING)

(GABRIEL GROANING)

Never known an archangel to bleed.

- (PANTING) You got me. - (GROWLS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(GABRIEL GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

(FENRIR GRUNTS)

(PANTING)

(SIREN BLARING IN THE DISTANCE)

- (SAM GRUNTS) - DEAN: Yeah, no, we just got in.

Mmm-hmm. What're you doing? Don't unpack.

Dude, we could be here for days.

No, no, hey, hell, no.

No, not you. That's... Well, just call once you get to Amarillo, all right?

All right, look, Rowena's spell said that Gabriel would be here.

Well, yeah, here or in Texas.

Yeah, she tracked his essence, which, gross, to both places,

so Cass is gonna hit up the Lone Star State in a few hours,

- and we will check this place out. - Okay.

And that could take some time.

Which we don't have.

Look, I know you know that we've been following leads for the past two weeks.

We have nothing to show for it.

Meanwhile, Mom, Jack, they could be hurt or worse.

And we're stuck here in this stupid motel room doing...

(BED VIBRATING)

(STOPS VIBRATING)

Bonus.

Looking for some runaway, dumbass archangel who doesn't wanna be found.

(KNOCK AT DOOR)

Hey, fellows. (PANTING)

Looking for me?

(GROANS)

Balthazar's army attacked, but we were ready.

And then I... I killed him.

- And Bobby? - Well, he'll be back in a few days

with the people that we saved.

- How many? - Thirty, at least.

- (THUNDER RUMBLING) - You're not happy?

This is the third battle in a row that we've won.

Jack, I know. I...

We're running out of space and supplies.

And now, with all those new people, I...

I just don't know how we're gonna take care of everybody.

(RUSTLING)

Sorry,

didn't mean to startle you. (SIGHS)

What is it, Jakob?

Just got word from our eyes outside Michael's fortress.

- And? - JAKOB: They're saying the angels,

they're leaving.

Why would they leave?

(GABRIEL SNIFFLES AND GRUNTS)

SAM: All right, this is gonna hurt a little.

A little? (GRUNTS)

How'd you know we were here?

Come on.

I felt your witch's tracking spell the second she laid it on me.

Tasted like haggis.

So now you are in trouble?

What gave you that idea?

Well, you show up on our doorstep, bleeding like a stuck pig.

This?

Eh... You know, you roll into town for a little R and R,

stumble into the wrong poker game,

take a guy's money, his wife.

Things get messy.

You trying to tell us you came here for R and R?

Yeah, this isn't exactly the Riviera.

I know, right? Huh.

Yeah, so, anyway, um,

I don't suppose you guys have any more of my grace laying around, right?

'Cause, uh, the tank's a little low.

What, did you drain it killing Asmodeus?

And ditching you.

It'll recharge, eventually, but, uh, until then...

Whatever we didn't use on you, we used it to open up a rift.

Cool.

Super-dupes. Okay. Well, uh, in that case, gentlemen,

I must bid you a fond adieu... (GRUNTS LOUDLY)

Yeah, no.

Maybe after a little siesta.

Whoa! (SIGHS)

Oh, crap.

Died as he lived... (SCOFFS)

- Side-by-side with the bottle. - (BOTTLE SHATTERS)

So little respect for our brother.

Well, at least he got a few licks in before the shivving.

This is archangel blood.

Better call father.

(THUNDER CRACKING)

It's all empty.

You sure?

There are a few angels guarding the perimeter,

but inside, they're gone.

MARY: What is going on?

JACK: Maybe...

Maybe he's scared.

I've been fighting Michael the better part of eight years,

there is nothing he is scared of.

He's scared of me.

I'm winning.

- Jack... - I think we should go,

see if Michael left anything behind.

Something that can tell us where he's gone,

- what he's planning. - It could be a trap.

It's all right.

I'll keep you safe.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

SAM: Until his grace levels come back up, I... (STUTTERS)

I don't get it.

Yeah, well, right now, don't care.

He's here, and we're gonna keep him here.

(MUMBLES INDISTINCTLY) Where am I?

Oh, right.

You. (GRUNTS)

- Oh. - Gabriel, look,

we don't really know what's going on here.

We need your help.

Uh... (CHUCKLES) Yeah, not a big joiner.

So you have better things to do than save the world?

Exactly.

(GRUNTING) Look, this has been great, a real thrill,

but, uh, I just came here for the silver stuff,

and since you two are all fresh out,

it's time for me to say, sayonara.

(SIGHS) Raspberries.

We're here for the angel.

What the hell are you guys? The hell are these guys?

Oh, just a couple of Norse demigods.

Demigods?

- (GUNSHOT) - (ALL GRUNTING)

Gabriel, a little help in here!

- Sammy! - (CHOKING)

- (GASPING) - (BODY SQUELCHES)

- (SAM PANTING) - Hi, handsome.

You ready to die?

(GABRIEL GROANING)

You okay?

Yeah, yeah, I'll go after him in a sec. I just... Need a minute.

Wrong. (PANTING)

You're not going anywhere.

(GABRIEL SIGHS)

(THUNDER CRACKING)

MAN: Clear over here.

All clear.

Jakob, take the others. Check the warding.

God, I really hate this place.

Look.

Well, those are Michael's armies.

Why are they all over there?

(SIGHS) I don't know.

Look who we found in the dungeon.

(PANTING) The prophet.

- Kevin Tran. - (PANTING)

He's a traitor!

I'm a... I'm a prophet of the Lord. I was serving God.

You serve Michael!

Prophet here turned his back on his own kind.

I didn't have a choice! I...

No. You don't understand. I... I...

I never used to believe in anything.

Well, except science.

Quantum mechanical unpredictability, but then the end of the world happened,

and everyone around me, my friends, and my...

My mom, they all start to die. But God chose me? What...

What does that even mean?

Michael said he wanted to save the world, not kill it, but he...

He's hurt so many people. (SNIFFLES)

When I couldn't perfect the spell,

Michael, he got mad and threw me in a dungeon,

and I was so scared, but I fixed it,

but I...

I couldn't do it anymore.

- Kevin. - And then he... (SIGHS)

What spell?

What's Michael planning?

There's a place in the south,

where the walls between worlds are thin.

Michael's gonna use a spell

from the angel tablet to open up a rift, and then he's gonna...

He'll invade our world.

GABRIEL: You know, you guys are lucky I'm low on juice,

considering what I did to the last guy who locked me up.

You know what?

We said we'd let you go,

just as soon as you tell us what the hell is going on here.

Yeah... (STUTTERS)

(CLICKS TONGUE) It's not a fun story.

Well, we just broke into a junkyard

and stuffed the body of a demigod into a car crusher.

So I think you owe us some answers.

- Okay, they're not really demigods. - Hmm.

Look, the whole Norse pantheon is its own weird thing.

Think of them more like, uh,

- God-begotten monsters. - Whatever. What did they want with you?

I killed their brother. (SIGHS)

Why?

Remember, when I told you what happened

after I faked my death at the Elysium Motel?

Yeah, of course, you went to, uh, Monte Carlo

- with a bunch of porn stars. - (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

GABRIEL: Yeah.

Well, I left a few parts out.

After Lucifer, quotation marks, "killed me," I needed to lay low.

Luckily, I used to hang with a pretty resourceful crew.

Found me a real top-shelf hideaway.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

I'm calling. I'm calling, all right?

Oh. (SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

- (LAUGHS) - Come on!

Gentlemen.

- No! What? - (FENRIR EXCLAIMING)

- Oh, no! - Come on.

DEAN: I thought this story had porn stars.

GABRIEL: Ah. Good catch! My bad.

(ALL EXCLAIMING)

- (INDISTINCT CHATTER) - (WOMAN MOANING)

(CHUCKLES)

I'm calling, all right?

- (LAUGHS) - Come on!

- (WOMAN GASPS) - Gentlemen.

(ALL CHEERING)

How does he do it?

Come on.

GABRIEL: I had it made,

all the booze I could drink,

all the, uh, entertainment I could handle.

SAM: Okay.

Why don't we just skip to the end?

(SIGHS)

GABRIEL: So this is how it ended.

(GASPS)

GABRIEL: By the time I came to, they had sold me to Asmodeus.

SAM: Why would they do that? GABRIEL: Hello?

Lucifer?

In case you don't remember, there was an apocalypse brewing at the time.

We remember.

Well, Vegas odds had my bro pulling off a big win.

Yeah? And whose fault was that?

Hmm.

Fenrir, Sleipnir, and Narfi were just trying to cover their keisters.

They needed to get rid of me

before Lucifer figured out where they had me hidden.

But selling me to that Kentucky fried b-hole?

For them? That was all profit.

So you want revenge?

Well, obviously.

Roasting Asmodeus was, uh, satisfying, for a hot minute.

But you know one thing better than killing him?

Slaughtering them all.

(SCOFFS) But since you're low on grace,

you had to do it the old-fashioned way.

With wood.

Don't let anybody ever tell you, you're just a pretty face.

All right. Anyway,

if there are only, uh, three gods or monsters or whatever,

how come there are four swords?

GABRIEL: Oh, that top one?

That is for the man with the plan,

the architect of my torture,

and my own personal public enemy numero uno.

Their papa,

Loki.

JAKOB: Jack is right. Leaving his plans like this, it's too sloppy.

MAN: Or he doesn't care. JAKOB: Doesn't care?

He knows we can't stop him.

He's probably making his move as we speak...

No, I can go.

Right now. If I can surprise him, I can kill him.

- Jack, no. - No, we can't let him cross over.

- I know, but... - We know where he is.

Do we? Michael could've left this map as bait.

Bobby's only a day out.

We should wait.

KEVIN: Mary's right.

Michael, he

never does anything without a reason.

I say we let the archangel go.

Let Michael be some other world's problem, for a change.

How can you even say that?

That's seven billion innocent people.

(SCOFFS) Jack, listen to me.

This is Michael we're talking about.

He's killed everyone that's ever stood against him.

We have to think this through.

I'm asking for a day.

Please.

Hold on.

I thought Loki was you.

It's trippy, I know.

Look, remember when I told you I went into witness protection?

Well, who do you think put me there?

Loki?

You and Loki are friends?

Oh, well,

we were. Uh...

A few thousand epochs ago, I was out for a hike in the Fjords,

came across Loki bound in a cave, snake dripping venom into his eye.

Ugh.

Apparently, he'd had some spat with his pops. Anyhoo, I freed him.

Saved his life.

Then my real brothers started going at it.

I wanted out.

Loki owed me one.

So he helped me ditch Gabriel and become him.

So then you took on this whole

trickster vibe?

What did Loki do while you were impersonating him?

Oh, well, he had his own family drama to worry about.

It was in his best interests to go off the grid for a while.

But you saw him in Monte Carlo?

Well, I needed some place to hide.

He'd already helped me the once.

(SCOFFS)

You know, none of this would've happened if you'd just

stuck around and helped us fight Lucifer.

Hey, I did help you.

Casa Erotica?

- You call that help? - I call that art.

But, yes,

without me, you two chuckleheads

never would've known how to throw Lucifer back in the cage.

But instead of giving us a hand,

you ran, and you just did it again when you ditched us in the bunker.

- All right, Dean... - I have more important things to do

than to join your little band of merry men.

Okay, what you're doing, this, this is not important.

Every day, Asmodeus tortured me.

Every day!

He fed off my grace for years.

He used me. He debased me. Until I was...

What I went through,

you don't forgive.

Everyone who had a hand in it

will die.

Get me?

Yeah. We do.

DEAN: Okay. You went through it.

We get it, all right?

But killing Loki, not gonna change any of that.

It's not. In fact, probably not even gonna make you feel better.

(SIGHS) Well, agree to disagree, Deano.

We all have our demons.

Mine are here. In this town.

Okay.

But

you're low on grace.

And Loki knows you're coming.

Sam...

What?

Not like I care about killing gods, okay?

But this whole revenge kick? It's a waste of time.

- Uh, what if it's not? - You've seen it,

Sam, with me, with Dad.

Revenge only ends one way.

- Ugly. - Well, maybe it doesn't have to.

Okay, I think I know what this is.

Okay, what is this?

You, you're so hopped up on this Kill Bill fantasy of his...

No, no, no. This has nothing to do with me.

If you had a shot at Lucifer, you wouldn't take it?

Of course, I would.

But this is about Gabriel.

He needs our help.

Gabriel, you agree to help us.

We'll agree to help you.

(SMACKS LIPS)

Mmm. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(THUNDER CRACKING)

(GABRIEL SIGHS)

All right, Uma, what's the plan?

Well, Sleipnir's a lot of things, but mainly, he is a coward.

I will bet all the personal lubricant in the SFV,

that after we killed Narfi,

he ran straight back to papa's skirts.

So he and Loki will be together.

That's great. How do we find them?

Oh, they're about a five-minute drive from here.

- Penthouse of the Ophidian Hotel. - Seriously?

You've known this the whole time?

Sure.

That's what Loki does.

He rolls into a dump town,

finds the seediest motel,

and uses his mojo to give it his patented Cinderella treatment.

Loki has his fun. Then he moves on.

I've been tracking him since Amarillo.

And you didn't go after him. Why?

'Cause that's, uh...

For the most satisfying retributive experience,

everyone knows you don't take on the big bad from the jump.

You work up to him.

Like so.

What am I looking at?

(STUTTERS) You've never seen a kill-list before?

Wow. Hmm.

Okay. There's Fenrir,

Narfi, Sleipnir, and then last but not least,

Loki.

I'm killing all of his sons in order,

and then, when he's got nothing left, I take him out.

This is so stupid.

Really? Is it?

'Cause let me tell you something.

Seven years is a long-ass time

for me to plan my own personal brand of vengeance,

so if you guys aren't gonna get onboard...

No, no, no. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

We're onboard.

- Right, Dean? - Huh.

I'm sorry. What was that?

(SIGHS) Sure.

Peachy!

So here's what we're gonna do.

We go in. We kill Sleipnir.

And then we surprise big daddy in the penthouse.

Easy-peasy like a breezy.

I know I said I'd wait, but...

You're going after Michael?

- I have to. - You can't.

You don't think I can win.

I think we don't know how strong Michael is.

And he doesn't know how strong I am.

(SIGHS)

I know you've been winning all these fights,

and you wanna take him on so bad.

I was just like you.

With hunting.

But I learned the hard way

that thinking you can win all the time,

running in blind into every fight,

that's how you make mistakes.

And the people here, they...

I'm doing it for them, all right?

You can't help them if you're dead.

And I can't lose another boy.

(THUNDER CRACKING)

You won't.

I'll come back.

For all of you.

I promise.

No.

Kevin?

You can't go.

(GUN CLICKING)

(SHUDDERING) Michael,

he told me to wait for Bobby,

for all of you to be together, but I can't.

He wanted you to see.

Whatever Michael said,

- he was lying. - No!

Michael says

that when I get to Heaven,

when he lets me into Heaven, I'll get to see my mom again.

I've been to Heaven.

And what's there, it's just memories.

- Nothing's real! - I don't care!

(STUTTERS)

You don't understand. I... (SHUDDERING)

You don't know the things that I've done.

I just want this to be over.

Your spell won't kill me.

Michael doesn't wanna kill you.

He wants to break you.

He said for me to tell you that,

even if you win,

you still lose.

I'm sorry.

Don't!

KEVIN: I'm sorry!

(ELEVATOR DINGING)

- (INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING) - (SAM SIGHS)

One last thing, just so we're clear.

Take out the bodyguards, take out the bystanders, whatever.

But when it comes to Sleipnir and Loki,

I'm the one who delivers the coup de grâce.

I want my beautiful face to be the last thing that they see.

Okay, no. You know what? No more plans, no more rules.

You want Loki dead on the ground? That's what you're gonna get.

Get them!

(MEN GRUNTING)

- (BULLETS CLATTER) - (SNAPS FINGER)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

Please!

- Dean? - (SLEIPNIR WHIMPERS)

(MOCKINGLY) Mmm.

(CHOKES)

(GABRIEL SIGHS)

Dean! He left!

GABRIEL: Ah!

Big bros, right? Always think they know best.

The penthouse. He went after Loki!

- No. No. Loki is mine! - (SAM GRUNTS)

Loki?

So you are Dean Winchester.

And you're the annoying god that we're wasting our time trying to kill.

Hmm.

And did Gabriel tell you why he wants me dead?

I don't care.

Yes, you do. Little bit.

Our treatment of your friend

is payback for a slight of a more personal nature.

The death of my father, Odin.

Oh, that wasn't him. That was Lucifer.

Ah.

But why was my father there in the first place?

To parlay. To deal with Gabriel's brothers.

When we first made terms, I had only one condition.

I would give him my face, teach him to be me, the trickster,

if he agreed to abandon the more volatile affairs of his family.

Forever.

When he hit that hotel, he broke that promise.

And it cost my father his life.

DEAN: The world was coming to an end.

That never mattered to him before.

(SCOFFS) Gabriel had to be punished.

Odin was a salty, disagreeable bastard.

(SIGHS) Truth is, he despised me.

But he was my father.

I'm sure you understand.

- What would you do for your father? - (GRUNTS)

LOKI: Hmm.

Hello, Gabriel.

(DEAN GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(SIGHS)

Oh, so you can hit me, but I can't hit you?

Mess with the real Trickster...

(DEAN GRUNTS)

...get the real tricks.

(BOTH GRUNTING)

No, no, don't! It's Loki magic. He's a hologram!

All right, if we can't kill him, we gotta kill the real Loki.

You don't have my wooden sword?

(SIGHS)

No. Wanted to do this one old school.

Hmm.

With your archangel powers.

This is for my father.

(GABRIEL GRUNTING)

You think you're some poor, innocent victim?

Gabriel, with his deadbeat daddy and his mean older brothers.

- "Who will help me? Who will save me?" - (GABRIEL CONTINUES GRUNTING)

I did. But you, you couldn't keep one promise!

And then you had the audacity

to ask me to help you again?

(BOTH GRUNTING)

You think I deserve to die for your spinelessness,

that my sons deserved to die?

(GRUNTING)

- (LOKI GRUNTS) - (PANTING)

(CHUCKLES)

Of course! Of course!

You would need someone to swoop in and save your pitiful ass.

- Shut up! - Face it, old friend.

You're a joke. You're a failure.

You live for pleasure. You stand for nothing.

And in the end, that's exactly what you'll die for.

(BREATHES DEEPLY)

You first.

(SCREAMS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

(PANTING)

(THUNDER CRACKING)

Listen.

I know you two weren't the, uh, eagerest of beavers

when it came to helping me out back there, so, uh...

I just want to say, thanks.

So, this other-world Michael, how we doing this?

Wait. You're actually gonna help us?

Yeah, no tricks?

A deal is a deal.

And, if I'm being perfectly honest, tricks are for kids.

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Hey.

How you feeling?

- Now that you... - Got my sweet, sweet vengeance on?

Yeah, sure. I guess.

Hmm.

Swell, Sam.

I'm a whole new guy.

That's what I thought. (CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(THUNDER CRACKING)

(SIGHS)

It's my fault.

I said I'd protect them.

We can prepare, and we can fight,

and sometimes,

things happen we'll never see coming.

If I can't keep them safe, then what's the point?

All right, so Cass is helping Gabriel settle in.

Rowena's boning up on the demon tablet.

(SIGHS) So, once Gabe's grace levels are back up,

we should be good to go.

Great.

Yeah.

- (SIGHS) - Yeah.

(SAM SIGHS)

SAM: Hey.

Back at the hotel,

why did you go after Loki without us?

Saw an opening, so I took it.

So you left us?

You guys were handling those goons just fine.

I just figured I'd multitask.

That's not... (SIGHS)

I'm saying this has become a whole thing with you lately.

- A whole thing? - Yeah.

Since when?

Since the last time we opened up a rift.

Since you decided to sideline me

and then head to Apocalypse World with Ketch.

Okay, well, we talked about that.

Did we?

Because I gotta be honest, after everything,

you're treating me like I deserve to be back

at the kid's table or something.

Sam, I'm not gonna apologize for protecting you.

So that's what you think you're doing here?

You remember what happened

the last time we had front-row tickets to the Lucifer/Michael show?

'Cause I do.

You died

and went to Hell.

But, see, this time, the apocalypse isn't looking for us.

We're actually looking for it.

I don't care what happens to me. I never really have.

But I do care about what happens to my brother.

Dean, we're going to that place,

and we're gonna save Jack and Mom.

Together.

And if something happens,

we will deal with it together.

And if we die,

we'll do that together, too.