(Dean): I know what it's like to see monsters.
Time to slice and dice.
- And I know that when they're gone... - (screaming)
They never really go away.
Me and my brother,
we're the guys that stop the monsters.
(grunting)
(groans)
(Dean): We're the guys that scare them.
(Sam): Dean?
(growls)
(yelling) We had a deal!
Thanks for the suit.
(exclaims)
(grunts)
Do you propose we wage a war on the humans?
(Dean): There are ways to enhance your talents.
Silver bullets aren't working.
Sammy.
(Rowena): When Jack's grace was taken from him, his being fell into chaos.
The cells are gobbling each other up.
Jack?
(Jack): Before my life is over, I want to live it.
And when it's all over, die.
He's gone.
(Castiel): Maybe we should start thinking about next steps.
Wake and a bonfire, hunter style.
(Sam): Michael wants the spear because he knows it can hurt him.
(screaming)
- Where is it? - You're no different than him.
I am nothing like him.
Get in the damn car!
(Castiel): You're the Empty.
(grunts)
- I'm taking him. - Take me.
Deal.
When you finally give yourself permission to be happy,
that's when I'll come.
(gasps)
(breathing heavily)
("Rockin' Around the Christmas Tree" playing)
♪ Rockin' around the Christmas tree ♪
♪ At the Christmas party hop ♪
♪ Mistletoe hung where you can see ♪
♪ Every couple tries to stop ♪
♪ Rockin' around the Christmas tree ♪
♪ Let the Christmas spirit ring ♪
♪ Later we'll have some pumpkin pie ♪
♪ And we'll do some caroling ♪
♪ You will get a sentimental feeling ♪
- (woman screaming) - (glass shattering)
♪ When you hear... ♪
- (woman continues screaming) - (squishing)
(man): Oh, my God! No! Please, no!
♪ Rockin' around the Christmas tree ♪
♪ Have a happy holiday ♪
♪ Everyone dancing merrily ♪
♪ In the new old-fashioned way ♪
(straining)
(bones cracking)
(loud thudding)
(squishing)
That was the last of 'em. Didn't feed either.
Like you said, about tomorrow? Keeping my "appetite up."
Michael?
Why here? This building, this floor?
Cleaning it out, killing everyone.
I like the view.
Melanie.
These are the latest volunteers?
Yes, sir, the last ones. Two wolves.
This one's a bit scrawny. And a bit familiar.
I recognize you, Garth.
We've met? 'Cause I think I'd remember that.
I've spent some time in Dean Winchester's head, his memories.
- You were his friend. - Still am.
Makes one of us.
But I've got a family now.
And there's a war coming, your war.
And whether I like it or not, for my family, for my little girl,
I gotta be on the winning side.
And we're prepared, otherwise?
We are. Tomorrow night,
Kansas City won't know what hit it.
Don't tell Sam.
Jack, it's the middle of the night.
Yeah, I know. I couldn't wait till breakfast.
Sam says this stuff will rot your teeth, but... I like it.
Jack, if you can't sleep, that's understandable, given recent events.
You mean dying and coming back to life.
Yeah, we've all been through it.
It's something of a rite of passage around here.
That's not...
I've been thinkin' about Heaven...
My mother.
Do you think she's safe?
Yeah, of course.
But how could the Empty get in?
And I thought Heaven was supposed to be perfect.
No. It's not. Nothing's perfect, Jack.
But I know Naomi, and she's complicated, but
there is nothing that she won't do to protect the souls that are in her charge.
Try not to worry. Okay?
- Okay. - Okay.
Cass... the deal you made,
why can't Sam and Dean know?
They can.
I just don't... I don't want them to.
They don't need that burden. You don't need that burden.
Of course, I do. You did that for me.
You know, the Empty said that it wouldn't come for me
until I had finally given myself permission to be happy.
But with everything we have going on, with Michael still out there,
I don't see that happening anytime soon.
This life may be a lot of things, but it's rarely happy.
I'm sorry.
Hey. At least we have Crunch Cookie Crunch.
Yeah. We do.
Did you take the decoder ring out of the box?
Maybe.
The secret password is "cookietacular." Shh.
(Garth): Sam, that's not all.
They want me to "make the change." Become one of 'em.
When?
I don't know. Soon, I think.
Guess that's what she meant by "volunteer."
Well, did they say how it works?
Yeah. We're supposed to drink blood mixed with Michael's grace.
Garth, you can't do that.
We don't know what that stuff does, you know.
Look, Sam, I knew this was a risky one.
Besides I'll just pull the old fake-swallow
and spit-it-out-later cough syrup trick.
- What? - Used to work on my mom.
- Garth. - Well, most of the time.
This isn't your mom, Garth. This is an archangel.
- (man) Hey, dude. Where'd you go? - Gotta go.
No, Garth...
Garth.
Hey, buddy, they're ready for us.
Balls.
Garth, huh? He'll be okay. He's fooled Michael this far, right?
Dean, I pulled him out of retirement for an undercover mission.
If something happens to him, it's on me.
Okay. Hey, look.
Naomi gave us Michael's location, okay. We got a spy on the inside...
for a change, we're a step ahead.
And given everything we've pulled off lately, I like our odds.
It's Ketch.
Valko's compound was a breeze, as it turned out...
jammed the security system from the outside,
sedated the guard dogs. Rottweilers, naturally.
- Ketch. - Hey. You have it?
Sam. Dean. What? No "hellos, " "how-are-yous"?
- No time. - The egg, Ketch.
And as I was just telling Jack,
I did in fact manage to expropriate the egg from
a certain Hungarian rare weapons collector.
Yeah, Arpad Valko. We got the messages. But so?
Unfortunately, once I got back to Budapest,
where I was intending to take the red-eye back
to the good ol' US of A, he unleashed a swarm of mercenaries upon me.
I was cornered, and so I was forced to, I'm afraid,
drop the egg like...
Well, to mix a metaphor, like a hot potato.
- Oh. - You "dropped" it?
Never you mind, boys. I put it somewhere safe.
In fact, it should be arriving in Lebanon, Kansas, the day after tomorrow
between, mmm... 2:00 and 6:00 pm.
You put the only weapon we have against Michael in the mail?
Ah! Not just any mail, I paid extra.
Certified Priority Express.
He paid extra.
Look, I improvised.
It's not as if I have access to the top-shelf clandestine courier networks
I did during my British Men of Letters days.
And, really, so whose fault is that?
Mmm?
Okay. Ketch, we're not mad. We appreciate the effort...
Do we?
It's just that big Michael stuff is going down soon.
We kind of needed the egg now. (chuckles nervously)
Oh. Well, umm...
Sorry, chaps.
(light piano music playing)
Yeah.
(exhales)
(puckers lips)
Buddy of mine. He "made the change."
Says he's immune to silver now. Pretty cool, right?
The only thing that can take him down is the Full Ichabod.
Oh.
Says he's never felt so great.
Called archangel grace,
the ultimate power-up, a real Chug Jug.
Dude, Fortnite.
Oh, yeah. (chuckles)
(door opens)
(slow eerie music playing)
Drink up.
(exhales)
You have nothing to fear.
Only about one in seven volunteers explode when they drink it.
(chuckles)
Russian roulette odds. I like it.
Well, sláinte.
All gone?
All gone.
She's been seen
taking shelter at an abandoned recycling facility outside Omaha.
What would you like me to do?
You feel that buddy?
(man): My pulse is up a bit and I'm a bit sweaty.
Send a team. Kill her, and destroy the spear.
I want it off the board before tomorrow night.
(Michael): I can feel them drawing closer.
Yeah, bro.
Each and every monster I've turned.
Taking their positions throughout the city.
Waiting for my order.
(man): Oh, boy. I take it back, dude, this is strong.
(Melanie): And your order...
What will it be?
- Well? - It's not far.
It's being held at a hub facility in Joplin, Missouri.
Apparently, it would've made it to Lebanon if it weren't closed for the holiday.
Well, if they're closed...
- Means we can get it. - How?
We break in.
(cell phone vibrating)
Garth. Hey.
(Garth): Hey, Sam. Michael's sending some guys after someone.
They're headed to an old recycling plant north of Omaha.
Uh, says he wants them to get her weapon,
a spear?
That mean anything to you?
Uh... Yeah. I have an idea.
But what about you? How are you? Were you able to fake 'em out?
Yeah, all good. But...
But what?
There's more. I heard Michael's plan.
The whole damn town?
(Sam): It's gonna be a bloodbath.
All of Michael's monsters activating at once.
Attacking, turning everyone in Kansas City.
It's his army.
And all on a night when nobody's guard's up.
All nogged up, waiting for Santa... Merry frikkin' Christmas.
Yeah, well, Garth said Michael was gonna give the signal at midnight.
So, if we can get to him before he does...
Then we can stop this.
And with the spear still in play, that could hurt Michael.
Given as much trouble as he's gone through to find it, it might do worse.
Could be a shot at actually killing the son of a bitch.
And we may be able to trap him.
I mean, Bobby's been working on those angel cuffs.
They might be able to hold him.
Yeah. And getting the egg? I mean, we have got Rowena's spell.
We can put Michael back in the Cage, it's literally a trip to the post office.
Okay, well, getting the spear is literally a trip
to "The Carter Lake Recycling Facilities."
I say we get both.
Me and Cass, we'll go deal with Michael's monsters and get the spear.
You and Jack, you do your mail run and get the egg.
We'll meet back at Hitomi Plaza, with both weapons,
and we'll hit him from both sides.
(eerie music playing)
(tires screeching)
(engine spluttering to a halt)
You seem good lately. Happy even.
We have a broken tape deck.
We drove this whole way without music and you did not complain once.
You know, I guess I'm just fired up.
I mean, look. We got Jack back.
When was the last time we had a big, no-strings-attached win like that?
But now we have Michael.
I know.
And, Dean, we're taking a big risk going after the spear like this.
I know we are. Listen to me.
Michael conned me. Kept me trapped and drowning inside my own body.
Now, when you and Sam were possessed by Lucifer, I thought I understood.
But I didn't. Not really.
So, yeah. If we get a chance to trap him, I'll take that.
But I won't be truly happy until he is dead. And I kill him.
And now I have a chance to do that.
So, yeah, I'm good. Let's go.
(slow instrumental music playing)
All right. That should take care of the security system.
May I?
Uh... Sure.
I used to be able to do this just by touching the handle.
Who taught you how to pick a lock?
I did. And the Internet.
I just wanted to stay useful.
Nice work.
(slow eerie music playing)
I don't think she's here.
Well, she was. The food's still warm.
So, either she took a hike or she's hiding.
Dean, where are Michael's forces?
We're going off their intel and they had a head start.
And a shorter drive.
Do you think they already got her?
There's no signs of a struggle.
The Dark Kaia I know, she wouldn't have gone out without a fight.
It's lighter than I expected.
Yeah. It'll do the job.
"Happy Holidays."
(grunting)
Sam!
Jack!
- Jack! - I wouldn't.
Hey, Sam.
Michael.
Happy Holidays.
How'd you find us?
What are you gonna do, Sam? Hmm?
You're gonna kill me anyways.
(grunts)
(Sam coughs)
No. No. No, no, no, no.
(cell phone vibrating)
(Dean): Still no answer?
(phone ringing, disconnects)
No. I...
- (exhales) - (cell phone ringing)
Sam?
It's Garth. (clears throat) Hey, Garth.
Hey, Dean. I tried to call Sam, but...
No answer. Yeah. Us too.
Yeah. Listen, Michael left a few minutes ago.
I overheard him say he was going to "back up" his forces.
You mean the "forces" that are supposed to be here at Omaha?
Because they are definitely not.
What? Dean, I swear, Michael said...
It's okay. Just...
Call us if you hear anything, okay.
Got it.
Garth. Let's talk.
- So what? Was this a setup? - I don't know.
Well, what do we do? Do we go to Hitomi Plaza?
Do we go to Joplin, Missouri?
Dean.
- Why are you here? - Hey.
What do you want?
Cass, Cass, no.
You know what we want.
You think you can take this from me? You've tried before.
Look, we didn't come to fight you for it.
We came to ask.
You should know by now I won't give it up.
Well, then you should just kill me.
There are people that I care about, my family.
And they're in danger. Michael, the one who tortured me,
and the one who tortured you, he's gonna hurt them and kill them.
And then worse. Thousands will die.
And the only thing in this world that will stop him is this spear in your hands.
So, if you're not gonna give it to me, kill me.
What will you do for me?
What do you want?
I wanna go back.
To the Bad Place?
I call it home.
But you came to this world for a reason.
I came here to escape a life of running from monsters.
But here it's no different. Not for me.
Michael's monsters haven't stopped hunting me.
At least, over there, I understood things.
The world, my place in it.
The magic I used to get here, magic from my home, it doesn't work here.
To get back, I need help.
We'll do what we can.
The boy. The special boy.
The one that used Kaia to open up the door?
He can do it again for me?
Yes, he can. And he will.
If...
How do I know you're telling the truth?
You don't.
Just like we don't know you are telling the truth.
But we do know that you are hiding something.
Like Dean said, you came here for a reason.
But if you're so desperate to return,
you're so driven that you would consider giving up your spear,
well, that means you have a new reason.
Something you're not telling us.
You have people you feel bound to protect, to save.
So do I.
If you don't bring this back to me, I will find you and kill you.
How will we track you down?
You've done it before. Do it again.
(cell phone ringing)
Cass, hey.
Sam?
It's Michael. He knew where we were.
He got the drop on us and destroyed the egg and...
Dean, he's got Jack.
Sam?
Hey. It's Michael. He knew where we were.
He got the drop on us and destroyed the egg and...
Dean, he's got Jack.
How did you escape?
I didn't. He knocked me out and...
I don't know why he didn't kill me.
So what, is he playing us?
I don't know. And Garth's not answering my phone calls.
Best guess is Jack's in Kansas City.
And that it's still game time for Michael there. I...
I'm gonna head there now.
Okay, hey. We got the spear.
- So, we'll meet you there. - Great.
- And, Sam... - Yeah?
Don't you go in there alone.
I know. Drive fast.
(phone disconnects)
(engine starts)
(Jack grunts)
Why am I here?
Why didn't you just kill me?
In your present, powerless condition?
Why would I bother?
Are you familiar with Kansas City?
The people, the terrain?
Back in my world, I enlisted a garrison to invade it.
We leveled it, death from above.
But there was human resistance.
Things got messy.
Trying something different this time. An insurgency from within.
My monster army, turning every last man, woman and child.
A wave of transformation.
Vampires or werewolves, it won't matter which.
Everyone they turn will be mine. No muss, no fuss.
Why would you think I'd wanna hear any of this?
I hate you.
Oh. But, Jack, we're family.
You know, in fact, we're the only kin each other has left in this world.
My uncle's in the Cage. And you, you're not family.
Well, not literally, no. Our connection?
Our relation is more a matter of scale...
Of power. Haven't you learned yet?
In this reality, monsters, humans, even angels,
they are insects, atoms, compared to us.
But you, you're just a child, a mere infant.
For you, the past two years, the entirety of your existence,
feel like eons.
You don't even know what time is.
But you will. Real time, the time that makes mountains,
that wipes out species.
You'll see it all... with me.
No.
Year by year, century by century, and as your power returns and grows,
we'll only become more alike.
Oh, I know. Your loyalty.
To Castiel, the Winchesters, the rest of humanity,
it will fade.
And so will the minor differences.
Angel armies versus monster armies, this Kansas City or that Kansas City.
One world from another...
they'll fade, too.
Sam, Dean and Castiel.
They'll come for me.
- You have your coordinates? - Uh, yes, sir.
The cathedral on Oak Street. Embed myself in the Christmas mass,
wait for Michael's signal.
All right.
("Jingle Bells" instrumental music playing)
You can go now.
(grunting)
(thuds)
- Jack. - Sam?
Hey. Where's Michael?
- I don't know. - Come on. Let's go.
W-w-w-wait.
(shushing)
(footsteps approaching)
- Garth? - Hey.
- You're okay. - Yeah.
(exhales)
Great. Let's get out of here.
All right. Dean and Cass are almost here.
They got the spear. As soon as they get here, we'll regroup, go upstairs...
- Kick Michael's ass. - Yeah, man.
(Garth exclaiming)
(Garth gagging)
Garth?
(gagging)
(growls)
Jack!
Oh, Sam. He's in my head. He won't stop.
He won't let me stop.
(growling)
- Garth? - I'm sorry.
(growls)
Hey, don't do this. You don't have to do this.
(snarling)
(both grunts)
You can fight this. You can fight this, Garth.
(exclaims)
(growling)
(snarling)
Sorry, Garth. Sorry.
(thuds)
(exhales)
(Dean): Sleep tight, buddy.
Thanks for waiting for us.
Didn't have a choice.
He drank Michael's grace. Why didn't he tell me?
I don't know.
When Garth turned, I think it gave Michael a window.
I think he was spying on us through him.
I think that's how Michael knew where we'd be,
how he got the jump on us.
All right, well, Garth's on ice now.
You know, maybe if we kill Michael, it'll cure him.
Well, I called the other hunters, they're on their way.
Take care of the city. In case we don't win up there.
I wouldn't bet against us. You know.
I got it. It's cool. It's good.
How're we looking over there?
Good as new.
Jack.
He's up there waiting for us.
You know, Michael's monsters are all over this city.
If he feared us in the least, he would've sent some our way.
Yeah. Well, he could've killed me. Back at the shipping facility.
I think he wanted us to come here.
And we have to remember, Michael will sense my approach.
So, zero element of surprise.
Walking right into a trap.
Which is set by a full-power archangel.
Impossible odds.
Feels like home.
Let's do it.
(orchestral music playing)
Come on, fellas.
You're gonna miss the show.
(exhales)
Mmm.
There he is.
Castiel?
You do realize I can feel you in here?
There's really no need to be...
(grunts)
- Coy. - Michael.
(both grunting)
(thuds)
Tell me something, Cass, why'd you come alone?
Advance scout? Strongest player first?
(grunting)
Not that strong. But, hey, if they wanna miss all the festivities,
well, then that's their loss.
But I've got a schedule to keep.
(grunts)
(straining)
(grunting)
You got it.
I sure did.
(gagging)
I'm so glad you could make it tonight. I know you hate me, Dean.
But don't forget, you let me in.
And now, you get to see it.
Everything your mistake will make possible.
All the bloodshed, all the death, all on you.
Dean!
(Michael exclaims)
(grunts)
Trust me. That's gonna leave a scar.
Kill him!
Dean?
No.
Yeah.
When I gave up Dean, you didn't think to question it?
To ask why?
Dean was resisting me.
He was too attached to you.
To all of you.
He wouldn't stop squirming.
To get out, to get back. So, I left.
But not without leaving the door open,
just a crack.
Why wait?
To break him. To crush and disappoint him so completely that
this time, he'll be nice and quiet for a change.
Buried. And he is.
He's gone.
And now, I have a whole army out there.
Waiting.
Ready for my command. Ready for this.
(snaps fingers)