Getting rid of the Mark unleashed a force on this world that could destroy it.
This is The Darkness, right? It's got to be.
So, what, she shows up and everybody goes 28 Days Later?
They were like rabid dogs, they didn't stop
Maybe it was the smoke.
Anybody who was outside, they were exposed.
- That wasn't human. - Why not? I killed Death.
I'm pretty much open for anything.
- They bleed on you? - They did.
- It might be transmittable. - I'll go.
And you save my baby girl.
Her name is Amara.
Look, we can just wait for them to die.
We can't save Cass if we're stuck in some hospital.
I can't help myself.
He's still alive.
Brothers. Save me from doing worse.
All right, let's gear up.
Saving people means all of the people.
- What are you thinking? - Get Jenna and the baby somewhere safe.
Without a shot?
Hey!
Hey, you good?
Yeah, I'm gonna run Jenna up to her grandmother's.
What about you? You okay?
- Like it or not, I'm gonna find a cure. - Yeah, I know you are.
H-A-T-E.
It was with this left hand that old brother Cain struck the blow
that laid his brother low.
L-O-V-E.
You see these fingers? They're arched.
These fingers have veins that run straight to the soul of man.
The right hand, friends, the hand of love.
Now watch and I'll show you the story of life.
These fingers, dear hearts, is always a-warrin' and a-tuggin ',
one against the other.
Now watch 'em.
Old brother left hand, left hand hates a-fightin'.
- Can you talk? - And it looks like love's a goner.
- Or are you too far gone? - But wait a minute.
- What? - Wait a minute.
Hot dog! Love's a-winnin'.
Yes, siree. It's love that's won.
And old left-hand hate is down for the count.
Good answer.
- Nice neighborhood. - Yeah, I pretty much grew up here.
Learned to ride my bike down the road.
Had my first kiss in that blue house over there.
Lost my virginity up there.
- I'll bet blue house was pissed. - She was.
- Do you mind? - Yeah.
Hey, beautiful.
Anyway, that's why I asked you to bring us here.
After everything that happened, it just feels safe.
Well, good. Safe is good.
- You're so great with her. - Well, what can I say? Chicks dig me.
- Well, look, I should... - Right. Sure.
You're gonna be okay. Both of you.
I know. What about you? And Sam? Are you gonna be okay?
Well, for us the bar's pretty low.
See ya.
Dean? Thank you. For everything.
- Jenna. - Hi, Grandma.
After you called, they did a big report on the news.
That weatherman I don't like, with the big teeth,
he said some kind of freak storm hit Superior.
Yeah, it was crazy.
Well, don't you worry.
If that thing rolls our way, I've got a generator,
and enough canned green beans to last 'til Judgment Day.
Good to know.
And this must be Amara.
Oh. What a little angel.
Yep. She's a miracle.
And her folks?
It's a long story.
Well, then it can wait till after your nap.
- My what? - When's the last time you slept?
Because, and I mean this in the nicest possible way,
you look like poop on parade.
Now, I made up the guest bedroom,
and I got your father's old crib out for the baby.
So, I will put her down.
Yes, I will. While you go upstairs and have a rest, all right?
Honestly, a nap sounds awesome right now.
Well, then, you just go right upstairs, missy.
Thank you.
Who's the little angel?
No, you have to go to sleep.
Who's a beautiful angel? You are.
Beautiful. Here we go.
Here we go.
Night, night, doodlebug.
What's your name?
Bite me.
Okay, Bite Me.
How long have you been infected?
Could ask you the same thing.
We smell our own.
- Answer the question. - Why?
You wanna know how much time you got left?
I wanna know everything.
Mmm-hmm.
What's in it for me?
- Well, if I can find a cure... - "If."
I want something real.
Something I can hold in my hands.
Like what?
Your pudding.
I was infected last night. You?
This morning.
- Wait, a second, then why... - Am I further along?
Don't know.
This thing, it ain't math.
I seen some people change fast, some change slow.
But in the end,
we all end up the same.
We 90 psycho.
Then we go boom.
Well, that's not...
I'm gonna fix this.
Liar!
You and me,
we're dead.
We're just taking our sweet time about it.
So, if you were smart,
you'd put a bullet in me.
Then eat one yourself.
Come on, Cass.
Hmm.
- Dean. - As in Winchester?
Probably. Do the honors.
Good morning, handsome.
Efram? Jonah?
What's happening?
We have questions for you, Castiel.
Why am I...
- I asked for help. - And I asked for a vessel
that didn't have psoriasis. Crap happens.
- No. - No what?
No, you don't understand. I'm cursed.
You should run.
Did you hear that? Sounded like raccoons.
That was not a raccoon.
Jenna, don't!
Jenna, No!
- The Devil's in that girl. - What?
- I'm calling Father Wyatt. - Grandma, no.
Well, who are we gonna call?
Ghostbusters.
Jenna, hey. Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down. What's wrong?
I mean, it sounds like something out of The Exorcist.
- That's what I said. - So, you're thinking demon?
Or the kid got infected by something, you know.
Who knows what was in that giant, crazy fart.
Wow.
Vivid. Thanks.
- Look, man, I know you're flying solo... - No, I'm fine, Dean.
Look, don't worry about me and just...
Just help Jenna. And if you need anything then call me.
Will do. How you doing? How's Zombieland?
It's good. It's great.
Where's Metatron?
I don't know.
- Where's Metatron, Castiel? - Mercy, brother, please.
"Brother"?
What are you?
I'm an angel of the Lord.
That so?
'Cause near as I can tell, when you have to choose between Heaven
- and the Winchesters... - You choose them.
Every time.
So, see, you're not my brother.
And if I had it my way,
I'd take this blade,
stick it in your heart...
...and call that a damn good day.
Then do it.
Fun's just getting started.
Hey, Sam.
How do you know my name?
- Who are you? - Mmm.
Think you mean "what."
Here's a hint, you and your brother, been real good for business lately.
- You're a reaper. - Circle gets the square.
What's your name?
You flirting with me, kid?
Because, no offense, but you ain't my type.
And I'm not looking to get friendly with the man who helped gut my boss.
I'm sorry about Death.
So am I.
But people are still dying, so...
Work to do. Souls to collect.
Messages to deliver.
What kind of messages?
It's over.
What's over?
You and Dean.
Dying and coming back, again and again.
The old Death thought it was funny, but now,
there's one hard, fast rule in this universe.
What lives, dies.
So, the next time you or your brother bite it, well,
you're not going to Heaven.
Or Hell.
One of us, and, Lord, I hope it's me,
we're gonna make a mistake, and toss you out into the Empty.
And nothing comes back from that.
I know you're dying.
I can feel it.
You're unclean, in the biblical sense.
So, I'll be seeing you again, Sam.
Seeing you real soon.
Name's Billie, by the way.
Again, Metatron. Where is he?
I don't know.
- But you broke him out of Heaven? - Yes.
- And took his grace? - Yes.
And you expect us to believe he, what, just gave you the slip?
No powers? No wings?
Metatron tricked me.
- So, you're just stupid. - Or he's lying.
- Or that. - One way to find out.
What should we cut off first?
Eenie, meenie,
miney,
or mo?
That's enough!
Hannah?
- What are you doing? - Getting answers.
No. This isn't how we do things.
Get out.
Out!
Thank you.
Don't thank me yet.
Something's happened, Castiel. Something horrible.
So,
I know it's been a long time,
but Dean and I, we've been through a lot of bad.
But this is different.
This is my fault and I don't know how to fix it.
And if I have to die, I've made my peace with that, but,
please, Dean deserves better.
Dean deserves a life.
There are people out there, good people,
who are going to suffer because of me.
And I am not asking you to clean up my mess.
Hell, I don't even know if you're out there,
but if you are,
and if you can hear me,
I, um...
We need your help, God.
We need to know there's hope.
We need a sign.
What does that mean?
Hey.
Where's the kid?
We got another problem.
Figures.
I tried to stop her,
but my grandma's real Catholic, and after the crazy,
she called her priest who sent over an exorcist.
- Really? - Yeah.
Hello, my son.
- Crowley? - Father Crowley.
- Do you know each other? - Oh, yes.
Dean was a rather scrumptious young altar boy.
Can I talk to you outside? Father.
Of course. After I finish my tea.
No.
This is safer.
I wasn't lying about Metatron.
I know.
But right now I'm more worried about you.
Can you heal me?
I can't.
I'm sorry. This... It's powerful magic.
Really? Father Crowley? Really?
I'm sorry, Agent Pathetic-Has-Been-Rockstar,
did I offend your delicate sensibilities?
Where have you been?
Your brother, and that idiot angel, do you know what they have been doing?
- I've heard. - Everything?
Enough. What are you doing here?
Same as you. I'm working a case.
I feel the spell just cutting deeper and deeper.
And I'm trying to fight it. I'm trying, but...
Does it have anything to do with the disturbance in Superior, Nebraska?
You know about that?
Alarms have been sounding in Heaven, Castiel.
Alarms that haven't gone off in ever.
We don't even know what they mean.
Those alarms are for The Darkness.
The Darkness is a story.
No, it's not. It's real.
The Darkness,
it's been locked away since the dawn of creation.
And now it's free.
Hey. Whatever's wrong, Dean will fix it.
God help us.
I wouldn't count on that.
It's okay.
- Where is it? - I don't know.
Then who would? The Winchesters?
Castiel, if this is true, it's the end. For all of us.
Sam and Dean, where are they?
- I don't know. - Then think harder!
How did you find me?
I have sources in the Catholic Church.
Nuns that owe me a favor. Priests with a taste for...
Okay, all right, yeah, I can imagine.
You really can't.
Anyhow, they hear a demonic possession, they call me.
If it's one of mine, I tell them to ignore it.
If it's, say, a demon gone rogue,
well, that's when Father Crowley comes out to play.
So, you think there's a demon in there?
Not even a little bit.
- I saved you. - No.
I don't think you did.
I think that you told Efram and Jonah to bring me here,
and to hurt me and so you arranged to...
To burst in and save me.
You were hoping that I would be so grateful,
that I would do anything you said.
That I would tell you anything that you wanted to know.
Why, Hannah?
We were friends.
That was before you freed Metatron.
Before...
The other angels, they hate you.
And what about you?
Do you hate me?
Doesn't matter.
We took a vote.
Democracy in action and Hannah's doing the job.
I won't give you Sam and Dean.
Sure you will.
We're gonna hack your brain.
Whatever's in that house, I can taste the power radiating from it.
Oh, Jenna.
You scared me.
That thing.
It's old.
What'd you do? Drop a bowling ball up there?
Deep.
Jenna?
Dark.
Honey, are you all right?
I always wanted to try this.
Jenna? Jenna.
Well, hello, plot twist.
Anything?
- Not yet. - You said you knew how to do this.
I watched Naomi. Once.
Enough.
Look, you don't wanna get your pretty hands dirty, fine.
Walk away. But this is happening. Gimme.
Now hold still, this one might hurt.
I said stop.
You get in my way again...
You touch me again and I
will
end you!
Uh, Efram...
- Castiel... - No!
No.
Sam. Sam. Sam.
You're fine. You're fine. You're fine. You're fine.
You're unclean, in the biblical sense.
Don't!
Don't do this to yourself.
Oh, God.
Wait... Stop! I can't...
Don't do this to yourself. Wait. Stop!
Jen? Jenna?
- Really? - What?
We have no idea what ancient, world-shattering evil we're dealing with,
but go right ahead.
Let 'em know we're coming!
Listen, Velma, this isn't the Scooby Gang, okay?
- So, either shut up, or get out. - Easy, tiger.
Just trying to help.
I'm way more of a Daphne.
We're bound, Dean.
We'll always be bound.
We will always help each other.
The child likes you.
No surprise, really. You're very maternal.
We gotta find Jenna.
Hey.
Thank you.
Let's go save the rest of them.
Drama.
Jenna? What are you doing?
My grandma collected these things.
But I always thought they were so blah.
Don't worry, she won't care. I cut her throat.
Why did you do that?
Because this woman doesn't have a soul.
Fascinating.
What are you talking about? How's that even possible?
Amara's hungry. She's a growing girl.
Jenna.
Listen to me.
Whatever's happened, whatever's going on, we can fix it, okay?
But I don't wanna be fixed.
I like the new me. She's a ball.
Just come with us. Okay?
Enough! Stop!
I was getting bored.
You killed her.
You're welcome.
- Where are you going? - To see the child that eats souls.
You don't get what that thing is.
Enlighten me.
Come on, darling. Don't play coy.
I think Amara's The Darkness.
Interesting.
So, what now? You kill her? You?
- I don't have a choice. - Please.
Even if you could murder a baby, you couldn't murder that baby.
I saw the way you looked at her.
Me, on the other hand, it's not like it'd be my first.
- Was that an offer? - It's a promise.
- Right after I'm done with her. - Stay away from her.
Oh, Dean.
Adorable little Dean.
I want that child. And I get what I want.
You and Sam don't understand.
I'm not your bloody sidekick.
We've had some good times.
So, I'm gonna give you one chance, just one,
to walk out that door.
Or I'm gonna take you apart, atom by atom.
Do you understand?
Bastard!
All right, I still don't understand.
I mean, I thought The Darkness was a woman, not a child.
Same here.
I don't know, maybe whatever I saw wasn't real, maybe it was a vision.
- Vision? - Yeah.
Huh.
- Weird. - Yeah, weird with
a weird cherry on the weird top. We've got to get a maid.
You know, one with a little uniform, and really big...
Help me.
My, haven't you grown into a sweet young thing?
Want some candy, little girl?
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