Dean, what was that about? All those shots after the shifter was dead.
Sure it wasn't something to do with the mark?
- None of that. - Look, I gotta be honest...
I was a little anxious, I wanted to make sure it was done right.
- Why am I even explaining this to you'? - Dean, I...
How did you do it?
Magic. - We're here for the witch.
- Rowena. - Always nice to be recognized.
- We got her. - Time for the coup de grace.
Something the matter, my dear? Mother.
My name is Jimmy Novak. I'm from Pontiac, Illinois.
I have a family, Amelia and Claire.
Bless this food and ourselves to thy loving service. Amen.
- Hi, Daddy. - You're possessing some poor bastard?
Castiel, you promised me my family would be okay.
What of the humans whose lives we sacrifice?
Maybe it's time to put them first.
Get your hands off me, perv.
I'll sue your ass.
- What was it this time? Shoplifting.
The guy ain't looking to press charges, but I figured you'd want her back.
That's 48 hours in isolation.
Oh, scary.
Who is this girl?
One of our frequent flyers.
Claire Novak.
Novak, you got a visitor.
- Really? - Your father's here to see you.
- Daddy. - I am not your father.
Hello, Claire.
It's been a long time.
Can we have a moment?
I'll be outside.
I'm not your father.
Right.
"I'm not your father."
Those were the first words you ever said to me. Remember?
I remember everything.
So do I, Castiel.
My dad...
...is he still in there?
No.
The human soul can only occupy a body while it retains a certain structural integrity...
...and this vessel was ripped apart on a subatomic level by an archangel.
- Well, then how are you...? - I was reassembled.
Your father is in heaven.
Well, ya? for him.
Anyway, good talk. You can get the hell out of my life now.
- Claire. - What?
Huh?
What?
You took everything from me. What do you want now?
Nothing. I just...
I came here to help you.
Why?
Because I've hurt you so much.
Where is your mother?
About a few months after you...
...she took off.
Dropped me off at my grandma's and went to go find herself.
I guess she's still looking.
And... And you're in child prison?
It's a group home.
After my gran died, I didn't have anyone...
...so I bounced around different foster families, places like this.
Living the dream, you know?
Look, Claire, I'm sorry...
...and I can never replace what I took from you.
But if there is anything you need. Anything at all.
Get me out of here.
How?
Do you own a tie?
Stop it.
There.
Now you look like a dad.
No, no.
So, Mr. Novak...
...I understand you want custody of your daughter.
Yes. That's, uh... That's, ahem...
That's right.
Why?
Excuse me?
It's a simple question.
You vanish for years.
No contact, not even a Christmas card.
Why come back now?
I didn't, uh...
- I was traveling. - For work.
Work. Yes.
Long trip.
And what is it that you do exactly?
I, um...
I fight certain deadly threats to humanity.
- He's an exterminator. - I'm an exterminator.
Uh-huh.
You know, I think I might have bedbugs.
- Any tips? - Of course.
You should sleep tight and not let them bite.
I'll try that.
It doesn't matter.
He's my dad...
...and he wants to sign me out, so I'm out.
That's the law, Sandy.
Claire, wait for me in the hallway.
- You can't... - Now.
I don't do well with liars.
- But... - Save it.
I'm denying your application for custody.
I'm not trying to be the bad guy here. I'm not.
But until Claire turns 18, she is my responsibility.
I know you're trying to do what you think is best.
I know you wanna be her friend.
- I do. - And that's our problem, Mr. Novak.
Claire's troubled. The last few years have not been easy for her.
And she doesn't need a friend. She needs a father.
Easy now.
What are you laughing at?
Hey, hang on.
You gotta see this, it's a classic.
- I'm glad you're feeling better. - Better than ever.
Oh, hello, beautiful.
Oh, yeah. Mm.
You want some alone time with that thing?
Mm. No, wait.
- You sure? - Yeah, yep. Watch this.
Oh, don't be impa...
No. Stop. Stop!
It's you. What's going on?
Getting you out of here.
Is he...?
Sleeping-
Sit.
Stay.
Good dog.
Wait.
My son.
I need to talk to him.
It's been weeks.
Tell him I'm sorry.
Tell him...
Yeah?
Nothing.
It's just... You could eat a vegetable.
Ketchup's a vegetable.
You've changed.
The Castiel I met...
...he was crappy.
Like, super stuck-up and a dick...
...and you just wanted to punch him in his stupid angel face.
I don't think I was that bad.
You totally were.
And now, you're just...
I don't know. Nicer.
And kind of a doof, no offense.
Yes, well, um...
...before, I was very self-assured.
I was convinced I was on this righteous path.
Now I realize there's no righteous path.
It's just people trying to do their best in a world...
...where it's far too easy to do your worst.
Wow. Deep.
Yeah, for a doof.
Thank you.
So where do we go next?
Look...
...I appreciate the meal...
...and, you know, the felony, but you don't need to babysit me.
- I can take care of myself. - What do you mean?
I mean, you felt guilty...
...so you busted me out.
So thanks, but we're good.
Even step hen.
No, we committed a crime and you might need me again.
So I think we should stick together.
Okay.
You wanna get some stuff for the road, huh?
I have to pee.
Okay.
- Sorry. - My bad.
It's for a teenage girl.
She's urinating.
My wallet's gone.
Hey, hey, hey-
Hey, can you help-l? Damn.
Help. Please.
- Claire. - Oh, thank you.
- Go, go, go. - Wait.
Hey. Claire.
This is why you called us? This is your emergency?
- Yes. - No.
Cass...
An emergency is a dead body, okay?
Or a wigged out angel...
...or the Apocalypse, take three.
Some chick bolting on you is not an emergency. That's...
- That's every Friday night for Sam. - Dude.
- Well... - This isn't just "some chick."
I'm responsible for her.
Since when? You met her once, how many years ago?
Look, Cass, even if we do find Claire, then what?
She rolled you and then she ran, okay? It's clear that she doesn't wanna play house.
I understand.
But I need to know that Claire is safe.
And I need your help.
All right.
- Why don't we ask around at the group home? - You know what?
We're gonna stick here in case she circles back. You go ahead.
Thank you.
Is ketchup a vegetable?
Hell, yes.
All right, so spill. What's with the family reunion?
I don't know.
Just been thinking about people.
I've...
I've helped some but I've hurt some.
So you're having a mid-life crisis.
Well, I'm extremely old. I think I'm entitled.
Cass, listen to me.
Some stuff you just gotta let go.
Okay? The people you letdown...
...the ones you can't save...
...you gotta forget about them for your own good.
- That what you do? - That's the opposite of what I do.
But I ain't exactly a role model.
That's not true.
Yeah.
How are you, Dean?
Fine.
I'm great.
No, you're not.
Yeah, well, I lost the black eyes, so that's a plus.
But I still have this.
Is the Mark of Cain still affecting you?
Dean?
Cass, I need you to promise me something.
Of course.
If I do go dark side, you gotta take me out.
What do you mean?
Knife me, smite me, throw me into the freaking sun, whatever.
And don't let Sam get in the way, because he'll try.
I can't go down that road again, man.
I can't be that thing again.
That won't work.
I didn't ask you, Braveheart.
Freedom.
So, what are we in for?
Small talk, darling. Just passing the time.
I'm here because I shouldn't be here.
Is that a riddle?
Crowley only allows certain demons to come Earth-side.
I wasn't on the list, so I had to get myself smuggled up.
- And what did that cost? - A favor.
- Big? - Bloody.
Now, I figure the king lets me stew for a while...
...then he starts asking how I Houdini'd hell.
And he ain't gonna ask nice.
What about you?
What's your sin?
I was a horrible mother.
She was a horrible mother.
I mean, did I tell you the time that she almost traded me for three pigs?
Three! I was an attractive child, I could juggle.
I was worth five pigs at least.
My ma used to burn me with cigarettes.
Nobody cares, Gerald.
Don't get me started about the name.
Fergus.
Sounds like a venereal disease, and not the fun kind.
Look, boss...
...if you hate this batty so much...
...why not end her?
I have my reasons.
Oh, I killed my old lady...
...because of the cigarettes.
I have no problem doing yours.
Claire's a good kid, detective. She's smart...
...and underneath it all, she has a big heart.
You know, there used to be a boy here, Dustin Tate.
He was older, but Claire really took him under her wing.
Is he around?
He works at the Wiener Hut.
We tried to place Claire, but she always ran away.
Sometimes for a couple of days, one time for six months.
Wow, where did she hide out?
Wish I knew.
Hey, Claire.
Hey.
- Is, uh, Randy here? - Oh, look who's back.
It's been, what, three days?
I know, I got busted.
But I come bearing gifts.
There's like 200 bucks in there.
James Novak.
Any relation?
No. He's just a guy.
Well, I appreciate the elbow grease, but, uh, we're still short.
How much?
Too much.
- When's Salinger coming to collect? - Tonight.
It's my fault, I shouldn't have borrowed so much money.
But the holidays are coming and I like to spoil my kids.
- Maybe he'll give us more time. - He's a loan shark.
They're not so big on second chances.
I kind of thought you were gonna steal enough...
...to pay down the debt like we talked about, but...
I tried.
Not hard enough.
Come on.
One last family meal.
There's gotta be something we could do.
What?
It's nothing. It's crazy.
I'd do it if I was still under 18.
Tell me.
Dustin Tate?
- No, man. - Oh, really?
Yes, you are.
And you're gonna tell me where Claire Novak is.
Now.
I'd do what he says.
Quick in, quick out.
Watch out for the cameras.
Be careful.
Wait until you're alone, then you hit that register jockey hard.
You put the fear of God in him, understand?
Good.
And you come back to me, you hear?
You and Dustin, you're the only family I got.
Excuse us.
- Claire, wait. - Screw you.
Hey, Miley Cyrus, settle.
Eat me, Hasselhoff.
Claire, hold on a second. Look.
- My name... - Sam. And you're Dean.
We've met, remember?
Claire, you were going to rob that convenience store?
So?
"So?"
So it's...
it's wrong.
You wanna talk to me about wrong?
You killed my dad. Is that wrong enough for you?
- No, I didn't. - Really?
Because without you, he'd still be here.
And my mom would still be around.
- Claire, I... - Don't.
That won't hurt me.
- Fine. - Whoa, hey. Come on.
- Hold on a second. - Why? Like you don't have it coming?
You stood there while this monster took my dad.
I used to pray to you, Castiel.
Every night. I would beg you to bring him home safe.
I know.
You know.
My father was a good man.
What messed up world does he have to die and you get to live?
- I'm sorry. - No.
You feel guilty. There's a difference.
So what? Now you run back to Randy, the guy you steal for?
- How do you know about that? - Dustin.
Claire...
...that man is using you.
He was there for me...
...when things got bad, and they got real damn bad.
He was there when no one else was.
He's my family.
And you're just...
You can go to hell.
Boss will see you now.
Mother.
- Fergus. - Crowley.
Fergus.
So you haven't changed.
But you certainly have.
King of hell, bravo.
- I always knew you were meant for big things. - Really?
As I remember, you said I would die in a gutter, covered in my own sick.
I was motivating you to do better.
Aim higher.
And clearly, it worked.
How did you die?
The point is...
...you hated me.
Oh, please.
You said you'd be back in a flash, and then you disappeared.
- I was 8 years old, 8! I didn't even have a father. - Oh, now you're being dramatic.
Of course, you had a father. You were just conceived during a winter solstice orgy...
...and it's not like I was taking names.
What do you want me to say?
I had a disagreement with the locals...
...and when they set their hounds on me, I had to leave...
And never come back for hundreds of years?
Well, I'm here now.
We have a second chance.
We can be a real family again, Fergus.
Crowley.
And I have a family.
Who, the demons?
Any one of them would stab you in the back, if they thought they could get away with it.
- And you wouldn't. - No, because we're family, we're blood.
You can trust me.
And I can help you.
I understand you're angry.
I understand that you...
...hate me.
And if you want to keep me locked away...
...then so be it.
But know...
...that I'll always be your mother...
...and I'll always love you.
Give me a shot of...
Three whiskeys.
Cass.
Don't beat yourself up, man. Claire was...
Right.
She was right.
Who am I to tell her how to live her life?
Well, somebody needs to. it's not like we're talking about Mother Teresa.
The girl just about knocked over a Gas 'n Sip. She's got issues.
Because of me.
Well, you are wearing her old man's meat suit.
Probably didn't help.
I thought I could make it up to her.
I don't think you can.
I mean, Jimmy was her father and to some people that's...
That's everything, you know?
No.
I don't. I never knew my father.
He was distant, to say the least.
What about you? Did you love your father?
With everything I had.
Yeah.
Yeah, I mean, it wasn't always easy, but yeah.
I mean, look, John Winchester is not gonna win any Number 1 Dad awards...
...but he was there when we needed him.
Hey, tell him about that time in New York.
Oh, yeah.
Yeah. Okay, so, uh...
We were working this haunting in Long Island...
...and me and Sam beg the old man to let us go to the city for once.
He had this thing about New York. Too big, loud, dirty.
- Yeah, and he hated the Yankees. - Big time, yeah.
But somehow we convinced him to let us go...
...so we all go, we all, you know, see all the sights...
...and ride the subway, eat too much pizza, the whole nine.
By about midnight, Sam and Dad are zonked and I figure, screw it.
I'm going to CBGB.
- CBGB is... - I know.
That's where the Ramones and Blondie got their start.
Right. Well, anyways, he was way underage at the time.
Yeah, so I get there, I sneak in, and it is nuts.
I mean, people are drinking and they're smoking, they're snorting whatever.
There's a SOD-pound guy on stage with a mohawk, just screaming...
...and my mind is blown, I don't even know what to do.
Then this girl walks up and she's, "Hey, why don'! you come over and sit down with us?"
- All right. - They get him drunk for the first time.
But not fun drunk. I'm not quite sure whats in that stuff, but the room starts to spin.
And I feel like I'm gonna puke forever.
Right about that time...
...I hear him.
"Dean Winchester."
My old man. I don't know how, but he found me.
And now I'm really freaking out, because he's just standing there, not saying anything.
Everybody else is freaking out too. Nobody's even looking him in the eye.
Finally, one guy with a safety pin through his nose and a "kill everything" tattoo looks up.
And he says, "Sorry, sir."
Yeah. "Sorry, sir." God.
John “Freaking" Winchester.
He saved you.
Yeah, and you know what he got for that?
Me whining about how much he embarrassed me.
Me telling him that I hated him.
But he turned around, looked at me and said, "Son...
...you don't like me, that's fine.
It's not my job to be liked."
"It's my job to raise you right."
And he did.
Do you think Claire is in trouble?
She's hanging out with a guy named Randy.
She's in trouble.
Randy?
Hey.
- Evening, little lady. - Honey?
You have something for me?
No!
Guns blazing, huh? That was your plan?
Trust me, this pile of crap, he ain't worth it.
Put her in the other room.
She's got fight, I like that.
I married the last girl that spit in my face.
Last few months, you've lost a bundle on the ponies.
How much you owe me now?
Five thousand.
So how about I give you a break...
...and you give me the girl?
That's a joke, right?
Claire's like family to me.
Please, I know the con, all right?
You find some kid with daddy issues, then you get her to steal for you.
Cut the proud papa act.
I'll make you a good deal.
Like I said, Claire is family.
So it better be a damn good deal.
Stop.
I know who's been smuggling souls up from hell.
Really?
Pray do tell.
- Him. - What?
It's true, Mister... My Lord.
Gerald, he... We made a deal.
- She's lying. - Why? Why would she lie?
That's enough of that, Gerald.
I'll kill you, bitch.
That's enough, Gerald.
Come on.
I said, that's enough, Gerald.
Thank you.
Coming?
Rowena.
You said that if I lied, you'd get me out of here.
Oh, and I will, darling. I'll be back in a flash.
Hi.
It's Claire, right?
You really are a pretty one, you know that?
- Come here! - Aah!
- Don't. - Back it up.
Where's the girl?
Claire.
Claire. Claire.
Randy?
Get her out of here.
Go. Go.
Go.
Hey, back up. Back up!
Don't be as dumb as you look.
Hey!
You guys don't wanna do this.
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Dean.
Dean. Hey.
Tell me you had to do this.
- I didn't... I didn't mean to. - No.
Tell me it was them or you.