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(THEN) - Castiel requests Dean's amulet, which apparently shines brightly when in God's presence. Castiel intends to find God to help them out of the apocalypse mess. Since the amulet was given to him by Sam when they were kids, Dean reluctantly hands it over, warning the angel, "DON'T lose it!" (NOW) - In a hotel room littered with beer cans, Dean wakes up to find the gun he keeps under his pillow gone. Two men wearing masks are holding guns on him and Sam. Dean recognizes them as Roy and Walt ... read more (THEN) - Castiel requests Dean's amulet, which apparently shines brightly when in God's presence. Castiel intends to find God to help them out of the apocalypse mess. Since the amulet was given to him by Sam when they were kids, Dean reluctantly hands it over, warning the angel, "DON'T lose it!" (NOW) - In a hotel room littered with beer cans, Dean wakes up to find the gun he keeps under his pillow gone. Two men wearing masks are holding guns on him and Sam. Dean recognizes them as Roy and Walt and notes they seem a tad upset. One of the men asks Sam if he can just flip the switch on the apocalypse and walk away. "I told you that," says Sam. "We ain't the only hunters after you," the other man assures him, dry-shooting the gun twice. Sam flinches twice. "See you in the next life, Sam," he adds. "I can explain," says Sam hastily, but the man shrugs and fires, hitting Sam twice in the chest. Dean moves to go to his unmoving brother, but the other man orders him, "Stay the hell down." Dean stares at Sam, lying dead, blood everywhere. Roy and Walt argue about killing Dean; Sam deserved it, besides, "You want to spend the rest of your life knowing Dean Winchester's on your ass, because I don't--shoot 'im." "Go ahead, Roy, do it," urges Dean, "but I'm gonna warn you, when I come back, I'm gonna be pissed. COME ON!" Roy flinches. "Let's get this show on the road!" adds Dean. "Come on already," says Walt, and fires two shots into Dean. read less

As "Knockin' on Heaven's Door" plays, Dean, sleeping in the Impala on a dark road, awakens to the sound of thunder. He can see his own breath in front of him. He climbs from the car to see young Sam taking fireworks from the trunk of the car. "Come on, let's go!" urges Sam, running to a field, "got your lighter?" Dean reaches into his pocket and pulls out a lighter he hasn't seen in years. "Fire 'em up!" says Sammy, handing Dean a Roman candle and taking one for himself. They light them and hold... read more As "Knockin' on Heaven's Door" plays, Dean, sleeping in the Impala on a dark road, awakens to the sound of thunder. He can see his own breath in front of him. He climbs from the car to see young Sam taking fireworks from the trunk of the car. "Come on, let's go!" urges Sam, running to a field, "got your lighter?" Dean reaches into his pocket and pulls out a lighter he hasn't seen in years. "Fire 'em up!" says Sammy, handing Dean a Roman candle and taking one for himself. They light them and hold them, beautiful colors shooting into the sky. Dean, smiling with wonder, remembers this, July 4, 1996. "Dad would never let us do anything like this," says Sammy, "thanks, Dean." He hugs his big brother, and Dean, puzzled, returns it. Sam lights another, yells "Fire in the hole!", and runs away, dancing in slow mo as the song plays, fireworks light the sky and Dean grins with joy at the memory. The popping sound of the fireworks turns into the sound of bullets, however, and Dean finds himself alone in the field, calling, "Sam?" Dean hears Castiel speaking to him through the Impala's radio--Dean knows, deep down, this isn't a dream--he and Sam have been shot dead. Dean actually sees it happening, sees himself dead--again. "Condolences," says Cas, informing a surprised Dean that he's in heaven. Hesitantly, Dean asks where Sam is. Cas wants to know what Dean sees. A road, I'm in my car, replies Dean. Follow the road, you'll find Sam, says Cas, and the radio goes off, staticky. Dean races away, and over a foggy ridge of greenery, we see what looks like earth. He arrives at an ordinary-looking yellow house. Inside, Sam, wearing a white shirt and blue striped tie, sits at a Thanksgiving table, where a girl's father is giving him a slice of turkey, asking him about having just started at McKinley High. Daughter Stephanie, a cutie with braces, can't stop talking about Sam, says Dad. Stephanie gives Sam's thigh a squeeze, making him jump in his seat. Dean, standing behind Grandpa at the table, mocks, "Wow. . .just wow!" Sam asks, "What are you doing in my dream?" Stephanie's father asks an empty chair what Sam's father does for a living. "You don't say," says Dad. Sam now stands beside Dean. Sam can't believe he's in heaven--"You, I get, but me?--Maybe you haven't noticed, but I've. . .done a few things. . .?" "You thought you were doin' the right thing," Dean reminds him. It's not the road to heaven that's paved with good intentions, says Sam. "If this is the Sky Mall, it sucks," complains Dean, "where's the triplets and the latex, ya know, a guy has needs?" (Good to hear Dean's got his sexyback!) Sam says that when you bite dust, your life flashes before your eyes--this house is one of my memories. Dean, too--the Fourth of July when they burned down that field. Maybe that's what heaven is, suggests Sam, a place where you re-live your greatest hits. So playin' footsie with brace-face in there is a trophy moment for you? asks Dean. I was 11 years old, says Sam, this was my first real Thanksgiving. We had Thanksgiving every year, objects Dean. We had a bucket of extra-crispy and Dad passed out on the couch, retorts Sam. The entire rooms starts to shake as if an earthquake is going through it, lights flash off, and a very bright light passes by. What was that? asks Sam. Dean doesn't know, but, fiddling with the stereo system, says they're taking the escalator back downstairs. He bangs on the radio--"Cas!" Sam asks what he's doing--it looks like he's lost his mind. Cas used this phone home radio thing before. This time, Castiel appears on the TV set, black and white face and voice. When Dean mentions the white beam of light, Cas tells them not to go into it. "Thanks, Carol Ann," says Dean. It's Zachariah, says Cas, he's looking for you--you can't say yes to Michael and Lucifer if you're dead, so Zachariah must return you to your bodies. "Problem solved!" exults Sam. "You don't understand," says Cas, "you're behind the wall--this is a rare opportunity--you can find an angel named Joshua." Dean complains that they're ass-full of angels--you find him. No go--Cas can't return to heaven--Joshua talks to God--maybe, just maybe we should find out what God has been saying???--follow the two-lane asphalt road, says Cas, it will lead you to The Garden, you will find Joshua there, and he will take us to God--The Garden, please, hurry! Dean says, "I think we hit the Yellow Bricks, find this Joshua cat." Sam's surprised to hear this. Dean says, "We are royally boned, so prayer?--last hope of a desperate man." They exit the house, but all the find is woods, no road. They enter a closet and find a little motor car and a track, which Dean puts down and plays with for a moment. They are transported to Dean's room back in Lawrence, where Sam teases him about his shirt, which has a brown teddy beer that reads, "I wuv hugs." Shut up, says Dean. Mary enters, asking Dean if he's hungry. Sam stares at her beautiful face, hungry just to look at the mother he never knew. read less

Mary pours a glass of milk and asks Dean if he wants the crusts cut off his PB&J sandwich. Dean likes that. "Mom?" murmurs Sam from the sidelines. "This isn't your memory, sorry," says Dean. Sam urges him to go, keep looking for the road, but Dean asks for a few more of these precious moments as Mary drops her hand to his shoulder, rubs his head. The phone rings, it's John. It's apparent Mary and her husband are having a disagreement; she says, "I have two young boys at home." Dean remembers--it... read more Mary pours a glass of milk and asks Dean if he wants the crusts cut off his PB&J sandwich. Dean likes that. "Mom?" murmurs Sam from the sidelines. "This isn't your memory, sorry," says Dean. Sam urges him to go, keep looking for the road, but Dean asks for a few more of these precious moments as Mary drops her hand to his shoulder, rubs his head. The phone rings, it's John. It's apparent Mary and her husband are having a disagreement; she says, "I have two young boys at home." Dean remembers--it was serious enough that John moved out for a few days. "Dad always said they had the perfect marriage," says Sam. "It wasn't perfect until after she died," says Dean. (Very interesting, huh?) "Fine, then don't," says Mary, "there's nothing more to talk about." She hangs up. "What happens next?" asks Sam. Dean rises from the chair and hugs his mother. "It's OK, Mom," he says, "Dad still loves you. I love you, too. I'll never leave you." Mary cups Dean's face. "You," she says, "are my little angel--how about some pie?" She goes over to cut a slice for him. Noting that Sam is shaking his head, Dean asks, "What?" "I never realized how long you've been cleaning up Dad's messes," says Sam sadly. (This would have taken place when Dean was four or younger!) "Whatever, let's keep movin'," says Dean. Sam searches through some drawers and finds a postcard from Route 66, American's Favorite Highway. They're transported to a shabby hotel room. "No way," says Sam excitedly as a lab mix dog he calls Bones runs up to greet him. "Bones?" asks Dean. "Bones was my dog!" says Sam. Dean remembers--Flagstaff. "This is a good memory for you?" asks Dean accusingly as Sam takes cold pizza from a box and feeds some to Bones. I was on my own for two weeks, recalls Sam, I lived off Funyuns and Mr. Pib. "You ran away on my watch," says Dean, "I looked EVERYWHERE for you, I thought you were dead--and when Dad came home. . ." Sam apologizes: "I never thought about it like that." "Forget it, let's roll," says Dean, angry and hurt. Sadly, Sam gives Bones a little more pizza, one last pat, says "Bonesy, Stay," and leaves. Outside, there's a Matrix move, and neither brother can recall the memory--at first. Then, Dean says, "This is the night you ditched us for Stanford, isn't it? This is your idea of heaven? Wow. This is like one of the worst nights of my life." "I can't control this stuff," says Sam defensively. "Seriously?" says Dean--"This is a happy memory for you?" "I dunno," says Sam, "I was on my own, I finally got away from Dad." "He wasn't the only one you got away from," says Dean. "I'm sorry," says Sam. "I know, you didn't think about it like that," fills in Dean--"c'mon, your heaven is somebody else's Thanksgiving--it's bailing on your family--what do you want me to say?" "Man," says Sam, "I never got the crusts cut off my PB&J, I just don't look at family the way you do." "I'M your family!" says Dean--"we're supposed to be a team--supposed to be you and me against the world!" "Dean, it IS!" says Sam. "Is it?" asks Dean, unconvinced. Bright white light focuses on them, and they run off, but Zachariah catches up. "Wow. . .running from angels, on foot, in heaven," he chortles. "With out-of-the-box thinking like that, I'm surprised you boys haven't stopped the apocalypse already!" He snaps his fingers, turning the landscape from night to day. "Guys, what's the problem? I just want to send you back to earth, that's all." Sam and Dean hiding behind a fallen tree, turn to see Zack's back is to them. "That is, after I tear you a cosmos of new ones! You're on my turf now, boys! And by the time I'm through with you, you're going to be BEGGING to say yes!" Sam and Dean take off--directly into Zack's path. "You can run but you can't RUN," he says. They run anyway, into a man with a blue mask and yellow cape who draws symbols on a door with chalk. They follow him inside. . .Harvelle's Roadhouse! He takes off his mask--it's Ash! "Buenos dias, bitches!" he says, clapping his hands to make the lights turn on. "Welcome to my blue heaven." Sam smiles. Dean does too, but not as big. read less

Dean says the Roadhouse even smells the same. Blood and beer nuts, says Ash, handing them each a beer--no hangovers in heaven. They want to know how a dirt-bag like him (his words) ended up in heaven. He was saved, says Ash, sucking his beer from a hole pierced in the side of the can, crushing it and belching. There are a million heavens, says Ash, so it will take the angel boys a while to catch up to them. Heaven is a butt-load of places all crammed together, like Disneyland--without all the an... read more Dean says the Roadhouse even smells the same. Blood and beer nuts, says Ash, handing them each a beer--no hangovers in heaven. They want to know how a dirt-bag like him (his words) ended up in heaven. He was saved, says Ash, sucking his beer from a hole pierced in the side of the can, crushing it and belching. There are a million heavens, says Ash, so it will take the angel boys a while to catch up to them. Heaven is a butt-load of places all crammed together, like Disneyland--without all the anti-Semitism. They got Winchesterland, he got Ashland, or Harvelle's. At the center is the Magic Kingdom--The Garden. Everybody gets their own slice of paradise. A few special folks share, like soulmates. Most people can't leave their private Idahos, but Ash can--Johnny Cash, Andre the Giant, Einstein, who can mix a White Russian, the writer of the Kama Sutra (that boy's heaven--sweaty, confusing). "All this from a guy who used to sleep on a pool table," notes Dean. "Now that I'm dead, I'm livin'," says Ash, "a whole lot more." Sam asks how he found them. Ash rigged up his own holy rollin' police scanner! He brings a computer out from under the bar with the screeching sound of angels, talking in Noki. He heard they were up, so he had to come find them--again. "This ain't the first time you've been here--you boys die more than anyone I've ever met." "Really," says Dean. "Yeah, you don't remember," says Ash, "angels, must have Windexed your brains." Sam asks if he's found anybody else--Ellen and Jo? Their deaths are news to Ash. Reluctantly, Sam says it happened a few months ago--"Sorry." Saddened, Ash asks, "They went down fightin'?" "To the end," says Sam. "A lotta good it did," says Dean. (Shut up, Dean!) "What about our folks?" asks Dean. Although he's been looking out for both Winchester parents, so far, nada--but he knows someone who wants to jaw with them. He goes back to the kitchen and returns with gorgeous Pamela Barnes, wearing a tight Ramones t-shirt. "Nice to see you boys again," she says, restored eyes sparkling. While Sam and Ash play with the computer, over drinks, Pam smacks Dean upside the head. "That's for getting me killed," she says. "Less than I deserve," says Dean, "if it makes you feel any better, we got Ash killed, too." Ash snaps his fingers. "I'm cool with it!" he shouts. Pam exults that her heaven is one long show at the Meadowlands--Dean was right when he told her at her dramatic death scene that she was going someplace better. Dean believes her, but spending eternity trapped in your own little universe while the angels run the show is lonely--that's not Nirvana, that's the Matrix. "Attic's still better than the basement," opines Pam. This place feels real, but it's Memorex, says Dean, real is DOWN THERE. Close enough, says Pam, I'm happy, at peace. "You tryin' to sell me a timeshare; what's with the pitch?" asks Dean. "I know that Michael wants to take you out for a test drive," she says, "if it happens, worst case?" "A lot of people die," says Dean. "They come here!" she says--"Is that really so bad?" She looks into his belligerent face and says, "Look, maybe you don't have to fight it so hard, that's all I'm tryin' to say." "Found a short-cut to The Garden," says Sam. "Oh, yeah!" agrees Ash. Ash draws more chalk symbols, warning the brothers that Zack is going to be watching every road to The Garden. Pam hugs Sam. "Watch your ass," she says. She gives Dean two very passionate kisses. He goes for it, but seems a but dazed. "Yup, just how I imagined," she sighs. (OK, this was all wrong for me, because it was always Sam's ass she was admiring and if she was going to kiss either of the brothers, I was sure Sam would have been her first choice. She didn't even call him Grumpy!) "I don't mean to be a downer or anything," says Ash, "but I'm sure I'll see you again soon." Dean exchanges a look with a grinning Pam and says, "Keep a sixer on ice for us." Ash says "Yeah," and opens the door. The brothers find themselves back at home. Mary asks Dean what he's doing up. "I love you, but you're not real," says Dean, "we don't have time. . . "Did you have a nightmare?" she asks. Mary offers to tell him HER nightmare: "The night I burned." Blood begins to soak her white nightgown around the abdomen. "Let's get out of here," says Dean. "Don't you walk away from me," orders Mary, "I never loved you; you were my burden--I was shackled to you--look what it got me." Her eyes turn yellow. read less

"Dean," says Sam uneasily. All windows and doors of the house are bricked closed. Mary's eyes return to normal as she faces her two sons and says, conversationally, "The worst was the smell," she says, "the pain--what can you say about your skin bubbling off? But the smell was so. . .you know, for a second I thought I left a pot roast burning in the oven?. . .but, it was my meat." Dean backs away, searching for an exit. "And then finally," she continues, "I was dead. One silver lining--at least,... read more "Dean," says Sam uneasily. All windows and doors of the house are bricked closed. Mary's eyes return to normal as she faces her two sons and says, conversationally, "The worst was the smell," she says, "the pain--what can you say about your skin bubbling off? But the smell was so. . .you know, for a second I thought I left a pot roast burning in the oven?. . .but, it was my meat." Dean backs away, searching for an exit. "And then finally," she continues, "I was dead. One silver lining--at least, I was away from you. Everybody leaves you, Dean--Mommy, Daddy, even Sam. Ever ask yourself why? Maybe it's not them. Maybe it's you." She giggles. Zack enters. Easy now, kitten," he says. "You did this," accuses Sam. "I'm just getting started," says Zack, "did you really think you could sneak past me into Mission Control?" "S.O.B!" says Sam, only to find himself and Dean being held by angel minions. Zach admits he's grown very fond of their mother--or at least the blessed memory of her. He kisses Mary's neck; Dean closes his eyes, unable to watch. He plans to spend a lot of quality time with Mary; he's discovered she's quite the MILF. "Gloat all you want, you dick," says Dean, "you're still bald." "In heaven, I have six wings and four faces," brags Zack, "one of which is a lion." He trails two fingers down Mary's bare arm. "You see this because you're. . .limited. Mary smiles at him. He snaps his fingers and she disappears. "Let's brass-tack this, shall we?" says Zack. "Are you gonna ball-gag us until we say yes?" asks Dean--"I've heard that, too." While the other angel holds him, Zack punches Dean hard, announcing he's cleared his schedule and plans to do a lot more than that. "I was on the fast track once, Employee of the Month forever, I'd walk these halls and people would avert their eyes--I HAD RESPECT!!! And then they assigned me you. Now look at me--I can't close a deal on a couple of pathetic flannel-wearing maggots? Everybody's LAUGHING at me--and they're right to do it. So--say yes, don't say yes, I'm still gonna take it out of your asses--it's personal, now, boys, and the last person you want in the history of Creation as your enemy is me--and I'll tell you why--Lucifer may be strong, but I'm petty--I'm gonna be the angel on your shoulder for the rest of Eternity. A quavering voice interrupts: "Excuse me, sir?" "I'm in a meeting," says Zack nastily. "I need to speak to these two," the man says humbly, "it's a bad time, I know, but I'm afraid I have to insist." "You don't get to insist jack squat," says Zack. "You're right, but the boss does," the other man says, "his orders." Dean and Sam exchange hopeful glances. "You're lying," says Zack, nervous. "I wouldn't lie about this," the other man says, "look, fire me if you want, sooner or later, He's gonna come back home, and you know how he is about that whole 'wrath thing'." Zack turns to look at Sam and Dean. He and his minions disappear, leaving the brothers alone in The Garden (represented for them by the Cleveland Botanical Gardens) with--who else?--Joshua, the man who rescued them. God talks to me, explains Joshua. Sam and Dean need to speak to Him--it's important. He's on earth, says Joshua. Joshua has no idea where on earth he is or what he's doing, they don't speak face to face. He speaks to Joshua, he thinks, because he can sympathize, gardener to gardener, and because God gets lonely. Dean's heart is breaking for Him. God has a message for them--back off--He knows what the angels are doing and that the apocalypse has begun--He just doesn't think it's His problem--God saved you already, put you on that plane, brought back Castiel, granted Sam salvation in heaven (after everything he did, too). It's more than He's intervened in a long time. He's finished, magic amulet or not, you won't be able to find Him. "But He can stop it," says Dean, "He can stop all of it." "But
He won't," says Joshua, "why does He allow evil in the first place?--you could drive yourself nuts asking questions like that." "So He's just gonna sit back and watch the world burn?" demands Dean, disbelieving. "I know how important this was to you, Dean, I'm sorry," says Joshua. "Forget it," says Dean bitterly, "just another deadbeat dad with a bunch of excuses, right?--I'm used to that--I'll muddle through." "Except you don't know if you can this time," says Joshua, "you can't kill the devil, and you're losing faith in yourself, your brother and now this--God was your last hope. I just wish I could tell you something different." "How do we know you're tellin' the truth?" asks Sam. "You think that I would lie?" asks Joshua, incensed. "You're not exactly the first angel we've met," says Sam. "I'm rooting for you boys!" cries Joshua. "I wish I could do more to help you! But, I just trim the hedges." "So what now?" asks Dean. "You go home again," says Joshua, "I'm afraid this time won't be like the last--this time, God wants you to remember. . ." He raises his hand and white light fills their vision. (REMEMBER WHAT, EXACTLY?) read less

Sam and Dean both awaken with horrible gasps. Blood still stains their shirts and pillows. "You all right?" asks Sam. "Define all right," suggests Dean. Dejected, Cas says, "Maybe Joshua was lying." Dean and Sam are packing. "I don't think he was, Cas, sorry," says Sam. Cas looks up. "You son-of-a-bitch," he says, "I believed in. . ." Unable to finish, he tosses Dean his amulet, which Dean lets dangle by the leather rope. "I don't need this anymore," he says, "it's worthless." "Cas, wait," says ... read more Sam and Dean both awaken with horrible gasps. Blood still stains their shirts and pillows. "You all right?" asks Sam. "Define all right," suggests Dean. Dejected, Cas says, "Maybe Joshua was lying." Dean and Sam are packing. "I don't think he was, Cas, sorry," says Sam. Cas looks up. "You son-of-a-bitch," he says, "I believed in. . ." Unable to finish, he tosses Dean his amulet, which Dean lets dangle by the leather rope. "I don't need this anymore," he says, "it's worthless." "Cas, wait," says Sam, but all they hear is the sound of angel wings fluttering. "We'll find another way," insists Sam, "we can still stop all this, Dean." "How?" asks Dean, completely wrung out of hope. "I dunno, but we'll find it," vows Sam, "you and me, we'll find it." Dean takes his duffel off the bed. Showing how little faith he has in Sam's belief in their ability to stop this together, he drops the amulet his brother gave him on a long-ago Christmas into the garbage can and leaves. Sam sighs, down, but, I suspect, not out. read less

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