Surprise!
- Where are you going? - To see the child that eats souls.
In order to create the world,
God had to give up his only kin.
The Darkness.
I was the beginning, and I will be the end.
We're bonded.
She's the sister of God.
- God... - She picked you.
You have to understand this about The Darkness, she's relentless.
It's the only reason I came off the sidelines.
Where on Earth are we gonna find an answer on how to stop her?
The Hand of God.
Only Lucifer can beat Amara.
Can you really beat her?
- I can. - Then yes.
That's not Cass!
Amara, no!
Check on him.
Hey.
Chuck?
Can you hear me?
Dean.
Cass? Hey, is that you?
Hey, can you hear me? Hey.
Oh!
Lucifer is gone.
Amara ripped him from my body.
To where?
I don't know.
Come on.
Are you, uh...
How do you feel?
Oh...
You know when you're driving and a bug hits your windshield?
I'm the bug.
- So what Amara said, about you... - Dying.
Yeah, whatever she did to me, I can feel my spark, my light, fading.
- But when it's gone... - Okay, well, tell us how to fix you.
You can't.
I mean, I suppose she could. Maybe. But...
That's never gonna happen.
So that was a gun in your pocket.
Well...
That was a complete and utter dog's breakfast, wasn't it?
I didn't know dogs had breakfast.
Cass is back.
Just curious, has anyone bothered to look outside?
What is it?
- It looks like the sun is... - Dying.
Why would Amara do that?
The sun is the source of all life on Earth.
Without it, everything just...
Just wastes away.
Let's get the hell out of here.
You.
Still got a few tricks up my sleeve. I'm not dead.
- Oh, whoa! Okay. I got you. - I should probably sit down.
Yeah, come on.
- Okay. - What do we do now?
Really?
Really.
What?
We hit Amara with everything we got,
and she walked it off, so...
- So, it's last call? - That's right.
Look, man.
If you got something for me to punch, shoot, or kill,
let me know, and I'll do it. I'll do it till I die.
But how are we supposed to fix the frigging sun?
Thank you, Reggie.
Hello, hello?
Ah, milady, let me.
Anna, we've had this talk. It's not "milady," it's Toni.
Of course, milady.
- Where's the boss? - Down for his nap.
- Tea's laid out in the study. - Ah, thank God.
Astronomers at the Royal Observatory may have the answer.
Dr. Nigel Pinfield explains.
We have registered a 6% drop in the sun's energy output.
And yes, it happened quite suddenly.
But people need to understand.
Our sun goes through periods of high activity and low activity.
While this is somewhat unusual,
there's certainly nothing to worry about.
If only.
Hello.
No. I'm alone.
What?
Really?
The bloody sun's cracked.
Mmm-hmm.
With what's happening, are you sure this is the wisest use of our resources?
No. No, I understand.
Yes, sir.
On my way.
Ah!
You know what? This isn't gonna be enough. I better make a run.
No reason to die sober, huh? You want to?
No.
Charles, I'll put the kettle on.
My mum always said, there's nothing a nice wee cup of tea can't fix.
I'll be right back.
I'll stay here. Find our plan B.
Okay. Cass, come on.
Teapot?
She's using you.
It's what she does.
Find someone with power,
cozies up,
digs her claws in.
Yeah, well, I'm not helping anyone right now.
Obviously.
She's been nice.
For now.
Now's kind of all we got.
Whatever.
I'm not calling you "Dad."
You don't want to say goodbye?
It's easier this way.
Tell him I'll be home as soon as I can.
How bad is it?
All the way.
Right.
Packed you a little something.
Just if all your mumbo jumbo doesn't work.
Now Fergus was bright, walked before his first birthday.
But he hated pants. Hated them.
He'd run around the village, his wee banger just flapping in the breeze.
Adam and Eve were the same way.
Kids.
I'm so glad the world is ending.
Samantha.
- What are we doing? - Nothing.
Exactly. Amara's out there eating the freaking sun, and we're doing nothing.
- And you have a better idea? - Yes, anything.
That's my better idea because anything is better than this.
Sam.
I get it.
Even if we could lock Amara away, it wouldn't do any good now.
I'm dying.
And when I'm gone,
the cosmic balance between light and dark...
It's over.
All right.
Then if we can't cage her, we have to kill her.
Bingo.
How you doing? You good?
I mean, you know, the whole Lucifer thing.
I was just so stupid.
No, no, no. It wasn't stupid. You were right.
You were right to let Lucifer ride shotgun.
Me and Sam wouldn't have done that.
- Well, it didn't work. - No, but it was our best shot.
And you stepped up.
I was just trying to help.
Well, and you do help, Cass, you know.
You know, sometimes, me and Sam, we got so much going on
that we forget about everyone else.
Well, you do live exciting lives.
Yeah, that's one word for it.
But you're always there, you know.
You're the best friend we've ever had.
You're our brother, Cass. I want you to know that.
Thank you.
Yo.
All right, we're on our way.
Sam's got something.
Wait, so now you wanna kill The Darkness?
You're cool with this? Because, you know, last time...
Look, Chuck's dying.
Uh...
- No offense, God. - Yeah, no. I'm dying.
So we don't really have a choice.
I mean, look. You've got darkness and light.
You take one side away...
That upsets the scales, the whole balance of the universe.
Exactly. But you take both away, and now both sides of the scale are empty.
- So... - Of course. It's balanced.
Right. Yes, okay. Uh...
And look, hey, I'm game.
But how exactly are we gonna do this?
I mean, Lucifer hit her with a Hand of God and, well, we saw how that turned out.
Yeah.
She does seem impossible to destroy.
Right.
Is she, Chuck?
Well...
I mean, well, I...
- Chuck. - Charles.
All right. Fine.
The Darkness might, might have a weakness.
Light.
He tells us now?
What? I just wanted to trap her, I didn't wanna murder her.
Okay, but now that we're trying to end her, how much light are we talking about?
I don't know.
Ten thousand suns.
Set to supernova.
Well, you're God.
So, just God them up.
Look at me. I'm not in the best shape right now.
Okay, that's all right. We just need other ideas. Um...
Rowena. What about the Book of the Damned?
- This is beyond... - Okay. Crowley?
- Oh, I got nothing. - Well, what about souls?
They fuel your demon deals. Souls are living batteries, they're full of energy.
They're full of light. Each one is as powerful as 100 suns?
He's not wrong.
Okay, so if we got this kind of juice, then what?
You get me enough souls...
- I can build a bomb. - Would that do the trick?
Uh...
- Maybe. - All right. Plan B.
- Okay, how many souls we talking here? - The more the better.
Even if you could get that kind of firepower...
You really think it would work?
I can ask the angels.
- Heaven is full of souls. - Okay. What else we got?
Ghosts.
I mean, they're just souls with baggage, right?
Yeah, but we would need a whole lot of them.
Waverly Hills.
Waverly Hills Sanatorium. Of course.
Thousands died there.
- Ton of ghosts. - This is desperate. And stupid.
Well, desperate and stupid's pretty much all we got right now, so...
Fine.
I'll go raid Hell. See what's left.
All right.
Let's get to work.
You really think this is gonna work?
- Well, Rowena said it would. - Oh! Yeah.
"It's a Book of the Damned spell, boyos.
"You take this wee crystal, it will suck up all the blimey ghosts.
"Just say the magic word."
The place really lives up to the hype.
Yes, it does.
Let's give the magic word a shot because we're six.
All right, let's bust some ghosts.
Where the heck are they?
You got me.
Get your Casper asses out here.
You know what?
Why don't you finish up, I'll go piss them off.
Yeah.
Okay, I think it worked.
A-ha!
Say the magic word.
Dean, hurry.
Haggis!
Go magic word. Huh.
Yeah.
The angels are... Heaven won't help.
They know that this is the end, right? Of everything?
- Yes. - And they don't care?
No, it's not that. It's...
They know God is dying, and they don't think we can win this.
Souls or no souls. They're sealing Heaven, and they're, quote, "Dying with dignity."
- Well, that's awesome. - All right, Crowley, what about you?
- Well, I had all the souls we need. - What do you mean "had"?
While I was indisposed, a few of my pals decided to raid my stash.
Well, what we have, it's not enough.
Well, that could be nothing but good news.
Nice digs.
Billie?
Who's Billie?
Reaper. Wants us dead. Tons of fun.
Hey.
Wait a second. How did...
What are you doing here?
I saw you boys at Waverly Hills, and call me a curious kitten,
but with, you know, the credits about to roll, gotta ask.
- Why you boys busting ghosts? - What do you care?
Dead folks. Kind of my thing.
So, spill.
We're collecting souls to build a bomb.
To blow The Darkness to Hell.
Okay.
"Okay"? What does that mean, "Okay"?
Means, the way things are going,
I'm about an hour away from reaping God himself.
So you're here to help us?
Little tip.
You want souls,
call a reaper.
Hiya.
Hello.
Oh, I like your dress.
It's pretty fancy for the park, but at least you made an effort.
Do you wanna feed them?
I shouldn't.
I've been feeding these birds going on 20 years now.
They're practically family.
And I know that makes me sound like a crazy old bat, but...
Heck.
My husband died a couple of years ago,
and my son keeps slipping me these brochures for retirement communities,
AKA where they send old folks to die, but not to make a fuss about it.
So you hate him.
Well, a little bit.
Sometimes.
But you know family.
Even when you hate them, you still love them.
Well, this is exciting.
- How many souls are in there? - Couple hundred thousand.
I raided the Veil.
Like I said. Dead folks, kind of my thing.
- We good? - Very.
Super.
See you around.
Yeah. You will.
Just hope it's not today.
Crowley.
So what now?
Well, now we have the bomb, so we just gotta find Amara.
I can track her.
She's not warded anymore.
Why would she be? She won.
Okay. so?
We need somebody to get close to her. Someone with a personal connection.
Well, what are we waiting for?
How do I smuggle this thing?
- We could always shove it up your... - Hey.
I mean, you could.
You won't carry the bomb.
You'll be the bomb.
I'm gonna take what's in there
and put it in here.
Once you get close to her,
you press your fingers together, like so.
Boom.
Okay.
Dean, are you okay?
How do you feel?
Like my insides just got flame broiled.
Is that normal?
Sweetie, we're so far past normal.
You've got about an hour, maybe a wee bit more,
then you're literally a walking, ticking time bomb.
Thank you.
Welcome to the States. Where we headed?
Lebanon, Kansas.
Dean, you know you don't have to do this.
Of course I do.
I just have to get close.
And I can do that, okay?
I can do that.
You know, if this works, um...
That bomb goes off.
I know.
- You cool with this? - No.
Even after everything she's done, Amara's still my sister.
She's my family.
I can't... I don't want to see her dead. But...
Yeah?
I understand.
Dean.
Cass. Okay, okay. All right.
- I could go with you. - No, no, no.
No, I gotta do this alone.
Listen, if... When this works, Sam...
He's gonna be a mess.
So look out for him, okay? Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid.
Of course.
Thank you for everything.
Okay, look, I want a big funeral, all right? I'm talking epic.
Okay? Open bar, choir.
Sabbath cover band and Gary Busey reading the eulogy.
Done.
And for my ashes, I like it here.
Yeah.
You know, as far as eternal resting places go.
Come on, you know the drill.
No chick flick moments, come on.
Yeah, you love chick flicks.
Yeah, you're right. I do. Come here.
Okay, let's do this.
He's not wrong.
One little apocalypse, and they shut up shop.
Quitters.
Your round, Moose.
Dean.
How did you find me?
Does it matter?
I'm here to give you what you want.
Me.
That's a change.
Well, I can’t just stand by and watch the world, my friends,
and my family die.
So if becoming a part of you takes me away from that, then I'm in.
You...
And that bomb in your chest?
Do you think I can't taste the power coming off of you? Please.
The problem is, you've never been able to hurt me.
So what makes this time any different?
I don't have a choice.
- What you're doing to the sun. - That's not me.
With my brother getting weaker, the scales are tipping.
Away from light.
- And into darkness. - Into nothing.
When God's gone, the universe, everything will cease to exist.
Including me.
And while law enforcement
is telling people not to panic,
residents are being advised to stay in their homes,
as authorities are baffled by this strange...
Boring.
He looks horrible.
My brother betrayed me.
He locked me away for billions of years.
- He sent you to execute me. - No, no. No.
He zapped me here, yes, but he didn't want this.
This wasn't his idea.
You're family. He doesn't want you dead. He doesn't want any of this.
Hey, Chuck.
How you holding up?
Ah.
Aces.
- Is this what you wanted? - No.
I just wanted to hurt him.
- I wanted to make him pay. - Yeah, that's revenge.
It'll get you out of bed in the morning.
And when you get it, it feels great.
For about five minutes.
I've been there.
Me and Sam,
we have had our fair share of fights. More than our share.
But no matter how bad it got, we always made it right.
Because we're family.
I need him. He needs me.
And when everything goes to crap, that's all you've got. Family.
Now you might be an all-powerful being.
But I think you're human where it counts.
You simply need your brother.
Just stop.
You don't wanna be alone.
Not really.
I mean, hell, maybe that's why you wanted me.
But deep down, you didn't really want me.
Because I'm not him.
Maybe I can kill you. Or maybe I can't.
Maybe if I pull this trigger, we all live happily ever after.
Or maybe we die bloody, or maybe it doesn't matter.
Because maybe there's a different way.
So I'm gonna ask you again.
Put aside the rage, put aside the hate.
And you tell me.
What do you want?
You know, we, um...
We need you to try and hang in there just a little longer.
I know. I'm trying.
I'm gonna go get you some water.
Chuck?
What?
Chuck?
- Why did you bring me here? - Brother, I...
In the beginning,
it was just you and me.
We were family.
I loved you, and I thought...
I knew that you loved me.
I did.
- I do. - But then,
you went and you made all these other things.
I hated them.
I hated you for needing something else. Something that wasn't me.
And then you locked me away.
And all I could think about was making you suffer.
- You had your reasons. - I did.
And I thought revenge would make me happy.
But I was wrong.
What you've made...
It's beautiful.
It took me a long time to see that.
I know that we can't go back to the way things were.
I don't want to.
But I wish...
I wish that we could just be family again.
I do too.
He did it.
Bloody did it.
And Dean?
I think
we're just gonna go away for a while and...
Hey. Yeah. Family meeting. I get it.
But first...
Better?
What about us?
- What about Earth? - Earth will be fine.
It's got you.
And Sam.
Dean, you gave me what I needed most.
I wanna do the same for you.
Sam, I'm so sorry.
If you wanna talk...
I'm here, if you need anything.
Hello, hello.
Cass.
Don't.
Sam Winchester. Toni Bevell.
Men of Letters, London Chapterhouse.
Oh, you won't have heard of me. Us.
We're very traditional, keep out of the way, keep to our studies.
You, um... What?
They sent me to take you in.
- To take me in? - Assuming the world didn't end, and...
Yay.
- Look, lady... - We've been watching you, Sam.
What you've done. The damage you've caused.
Archangels, Leviathans, The Darkness, and now, well...
The old men have decided enough's enough.
I mean, let's face it, Sam.
You're just a jumped-up hunter playing with things you don't understand
and doing more harm than good.
Now, where's Dean?
Dead.
Listen, lady.
I don't know who the hell you are, or what the hell you want...
Stop.
- Put the gun down. - I said stop.
You and I both know you're not gonna pull the trigger.
Come on.
Where the hell am I?
Help.
Help me.
Mom?
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