Now, Neighbor, MI - National Scholastic Society winner Kevin Tran plays his cello in his room.

South Chicago, IL - Sam and Dean and their newly acquired suitcase find a new hiding place.

As his beautiful music fills his prize-filled bedroom, Kevin receives a message on his computer notifying him that his cello practice is complete. He answers his ringing phone and tells the girl on the other end that Princeton just sent him an acceptance. Breathe, Kevin, the girl on th... read more Now, Neighbor, MI - National Scholastic Society winner Kevin Tran plays his cello in his room.

South Chicago, IL - Sam and Dean and their newly acquired suitcase find a new hiding place.

As his beautiful music fills his prize-filled bedroom, Kevin receives a message on his computer notifying him that his cello practice is complete. He answers his ringing phone and tells the girl on the other end that Princeton just sent him an acceptance. Breathe, Kevin, the girl on the other end urges him, are you studying? I'm talking to you, he says rapidly, I'll start a probability in statistics in 14 minutes. I hate probability, she says. Tomorrow is my last chance to get a perfect math score, he says. Your SAT's are great, she chides him. Everyone's are, he says, I have to do perfect. Who knows, the essays are at least as important, she says. A blank page labeled COLLEGE ADMISSION ESSAY seems to terrify him. I've got absolutely nothing to say, he says.I know, she says, I read one by a kid who got into Cornell, he didn't have arms or legs or anything--he had to type the whole thing with his mouth--it was beautiful. I am so screwed, frets Kevin. One day, college isn't going to matter anymore, she soothes him. You're out of your mind, he tells her.

Sam unwraps the weird Leviathan brick and places it on the table. A lot of fuss over a caveman Lego, remarks Dean. Whatever Dick wants is bricked up inside there, says Sam. Both brothers don protective eye-wear. Dean takes a hammer and bangs it. They hear thunder and look at each other.

Kevin takes a libation break as the storm hits.

Dean hits the block again. More thunder. That sound like somebody saying 'No, wait, stop!' to you? asks Dean. Yeah, Sam agrees. This doesn't stop Dean; who continues to hammer away at the block.

Kevin looks around nervously as the storm picks up intensity.

Dean hammers. A lightning bolt strikes Kevin, lifting him from the ground, making him cry out.

Dean lifts from the rubble a weird black stone.

Kevin falls to the floor, his eyes glowing with fire, twitching.

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Castiel lies in a hospital bed; Meg, feet up on the bed, is so busy reading a celeb mag and listening to her headphones, doesn't even realize he's sitting up at first. He turns his head and looks at her.

Two men are working over some plans for a new place that uses a blade assembly. One receives a phone call and remarks that it's strange that someone would choose to be named Dick. "Yes?" he answers menacingly.

Kevin's ringing phone picks up next to his unconscious bod... read more Castiel lies in a hospital bed; Meg, feet up on the bed, is so busy reading a celeb mag and listening to her headphones, doesn't even realize he's sitting up at first. He turns his head and looks at her.

Two men are working over some plans for a new place that uses a blade assembly. One receives a phone call and remarks that it's strange that someone would choose to be named Dick. "Yes?" he answers menacingly.

Kevin's ringing phone picks up next to his unconscious body. It's his mom, who knows he's at school about to take the test. Kevin sits up in horror--the test!! He's running around getting ready when his eyes suddenly flash.

Dean awakens to find Sam listening to a news report about the freak lightning display of the previous evening. The meteorological guy is complaining this isn't the way weather behaves. When the pan of water Dean is using moves, he assumes it's Bobby and calls to him. The EMF reader is weakly showing signs, but Sam says the whole incident with Roman seems to have drained Bobby's batteries. Dean asks if they started the storm heard round the world. Every woman in the last month of her pregnancy went into labor, reports Sam. Picking up the stone, Dean says this one goes out to all the ladies--so, heavyweight signs, omens, what do we got? Sam assumes it's writing--I've never seen anything like it--and it doesn't match anything in any book or online. Why the archeological digs, wonders Dean. No clue, admits Sam--we do know he'll be tearing new ones until he gets it back--they need to put it somewhere safe until they find out what they've got. Rufus/ cabin, then? says Dean--this time, I'll do the shopping, then. Meg calls, referring to Sam as Bullwinkle--our boy's awake, she says. When!? yells Dean into the phone. Last night about 8, she says. And you waited till now to tell us? demands Dean, miffed. I've been busy, with Cas, she says, just a bit different than when he dozed off. How? asks Dean. Hey, Seacrest, not a nurse, she says, just playing one on TV--want answers, start driving. Great, says Sam sarcastically--so, Indiana. Right o'clock last night, realizes Dean. Yeah, says Sam, same time we opened up that thing--and he looks at the stone.

Kevin is recklessly driving an SUV down the road, eyes glowing, when his phone rings, nearly causing him to have an accident. Kevin?--where were you today, you missed the test! exclaims his friend--and Student Council, and quartet! I had to take my mom's car, I think I had a seizure or something he stammers. His eyes glow. I've been chosen, he adds weirdly, it's my birthright. Oh my God, all the pressure you've been under, she laments, this isn't one of those over-issue teen meltdowns, is it? I'm supposed to keep going, he says robotically, I'm not allowed to stop. What do you mean, not allowed? she demands, but he doesn't respond. Is someone with you? she asks--they didn't make you take your mother's car, did they?--KEVIN? He heads west on Junction 30. read less

Castiel stands at the window, staring out. Dean is telling Sam he isn't fired up to seeing what's left of Cas. Do you think he remembers it all? asks Sam. That and whatever hell baggage he lifted off your plate, says Dean, it's not gonna be pretty. The brothers are stopped by an orderly who says it's way past visiting hours, but Meg comes out and vouches for them. They follow her into Cas' room.

Hey, Cas, says Dean. Hello, Dean, says Cas, wearing his ratty trench coat over his hospi... read more Castiel stands at the window, staring out. Dean is telling Sam he isn't fired up to seeing what's left of Cas. Do you think he remembers it all? asks Sam. That and whatever hell baggage he lifted off your plate, says Dean, it's not gonna be pretty. The brothers are stopped by an orderly who says it's way past visiting hours, but Meg comes out and vouches for them. They follow her into Cas' room.

Hey, Cas, says Dean. Hello, Dean, says Cas, wearing his ratty trench coat over his hospital gown--Sam. Hey, Castiel, says Sam, smiling. Look at you, walkin and ealkin, says Dean, that's great, right? Cas sticks out his forefinger. Pull my finger, he says. What? asks Dean, perplexed. My finger, pull it, says Cas. Dean does so; the light blows above them out. Cas laughs. Meg replaces the bulb in the nightstand lamp. Hold on, Cas, cautions Dean, let me catch up here. You're saying you remember who and what you are, says Sam. Yes, of course, says Cas, outside today, in the garden, I followed a honeybee--I SAW the route of flowers--it's all right there, the whole plan, there's nothing to add! He's been like the naked guy at the rave ever since he woke up, reports Meg, totally useless. Look at her, says Cas, my caretaker, all of that thorny pain, so beautiful. We've been over this, says Meg, I don't like poetry, put up or shut up. You said you woke up last night? asks Sam. I heard a ping, says Cas, it pierced me, well, you wouldn't have heard it unless you were an angel at the time. It's also when we opened this, says Sam, showing Cas the stone. Of course, says the angel, now I understand, you were the ones--I guess that makes sense--if someone was going to free the word from the vault of the earth, it would end up being you two--oh, I love you guys--and he proves it by hugging them together. You said something about the word, says Sam, do you know what's written there. Did you know a cat's penis is barbed along the shaft? asks Cas--I know for a fact females were NOT consulted about that. The brothers exchange glances of exasperation. Cas, please, says Dean, we're losing ground out there, we need your help--you don't see that? This is the handwriting of Meditron, says Cas, examining the stone. Are you saying a Transformer wrote that? asks Sam, incredulous. No, that's Megatron, says Dean quietly. What? asks Sam. The Transformer is Megatron, says Dean. Metatron, corrects Cas, he's an angel, he's the scribe of God, he took down dictation when Creation was being formed. That's the word of God? asks Sam. One of them, yes, says Cas. What's it say, then? asks Sam. Tree, says Cas--horse, fidder, crab--it wasn't meant for angels. Okay, says Meg, this all sounds bad, what are you two jackasses doing with the word of God?--lemmee see that thing. Back off, Meg, orders Dean. Come on, it's my ass, too, she says. Back off, warns Dean. Damn it, enough with this demons are second class citizens crap, she insists. Don't like conflict, says Cas, and disappears, leaving the stone in pieces on the floor. What the hell was that? cries Dean. You heard him, says Meg, he doesn't like conflict--he's down in the day room now, I guarantee it. I'll go handle Cas, says Dean, Sam, will you please pick up the word of God. Sam agrees. As Sam places the broken pieces into his bag, Meg asks, What are you guys caught up in now?--I deserve to know, Sam. He doesn't reply. Okay, fine, she says, I'll hit the road, then, let me just go get my angel. Sam chases after her, leaving the stone on the floor in the bag the room. Meg, what are you talkin about? he asks--stop! We both call, who do you think Cas'll come to? she asks--I'm guessing ME-you heard him, thorny beauty, blah blah--I'm the saint who stayed with him, he owes me, his words. What about what he owes us? demands Sam. I'll work on him, maybe he'll start crushing on you two two, hot stuff, she says sarcastically. What are you gonna do with a broken angel? asks Sam--don't be stupid. I'll take my power where I can get it, she says, I've got myself to look out for. Hearing a beeping sound, they race back to Cas' room. What the hell? says Sam--the stone is gone!

Tron has taken it, and is racing wildly across the campus with the duffel containing the stone in his arms, Sam in close pursuit. Meg knocks him down. Not a demon or a chomper, she says, what the hell are you? Kevin Tran, he gasps, I'm in Advanced Placement, please don't kill me! I'm not gonna kill you, promises Sam, pulling the stone from the kid's arms. The stone won't budge. I'm sorry, the boy says, I don't know why, but I can't let go of it.

You realize you just broke God's word, Dean reminds Cas, who says nothing. It's Sam's thing, isn't it, says Dean, you taking on his cage-mark scars--I'm guessing that's what broke your back, right? It took everything to get me here, says Cas with a huge smile. What are you talkin' about? asks Dean. Dean, says Cas gently, I know you want different answers. No, I want you to button up your coat and help us take down the Leviathans, says Dean--do you remember what you did? Cas holds up the board game SORRY!, shakes it once so it's arranged on the table before them, and asks Dean, "Do you want to go first?"

Kevin sits on the bed in Cas' room, flanked by Meg and Sam. You really stepped in it, didn't you, kid? says Meg. All I know is, this is for me, the student insists, I'm supposed to keep it. Good luck, says Meg. But you don't know what it is, says Sam. Kevin shakes his head. Open it, says Sam. Kevin complies, putting together the broken pieces of stone. They reassemble themselves with an audible click and a flash of light.

Playing SORRY! with Cas, Dean picks up a card and reads it. We weren't sure which monkeys were going to make it, explains Cas; No offense, but I was backing the Neanderthals because their poetry was just amazing; it's in perfect tune with the spheres, but in the end it was you, the Homosapiens--you guys ate the apple, invented pants. Where can I find this Meditron, is he still alive? asks Dean. Sorry, I think you have to go back to start, says Cas. This is important, says Dean. Cas points to the board, telling Dean to pick a card. He does, and sends another of his pieces back to start. I think Meditron could stop a lot of bad, you understand that? asks Dean. We live in a sorry universe, says Cas, showing Dean a card for emphasis, it's engineered to create conflict, I mean, why should I prosper from your misfortune?--but these are the rules--I didn't make 'em. You made some of 'em, Dean reminds him. Why id you try to become God when you cut that hole into that wall? demands Dean angrily. Dean, says Cas, it's your move. Dean shoves the board onto the floor. Forget the damn game! shouts Dean--then, more gently, forget the game, Cas. I'm sorry, says the angel. No, says Dean regretfully, you're PLAYING SORRY!

Kevin is able to read what's on the stone! What's Leviathan? he asks Sam. It hurts a little, like looking through somebody else's glasses, but it's about Leviathan, how they came to be, God locked them away, like in jail, because they're so. . .he gazes up at Sam. They're real, aren't they? he asks.They are and they're here, admits Sam--does it say anything about how to kill them?=='cause that's kinda been a problem. I dunno, says Kevin, looking at the stone, it's hard to focus on it. Something's up, says Meg, as the lights on the room begin to flicker. Seeing her eyes go black, Kevin cries out and backs away from her. A blond woman appears, calls Meg "Demon" and sends her into the wall with one movement of her hand. Kevin sits on the bed, breathing heavily, terrified.

Cas, picking up the game pieces from the floor, senses something. What? asks Dean. Sam--he's talking to angels, says Cas.

A demon whore and a Winchester, says the blond--again--step away from the prophet! Me? asks Kevin. Soulkeeper of the word on earth, we are here to take you, says the blond, who has a man accompanying er. What do you mean, 'take'? asks Kevin nervously. Kill the demon and her lover, the blond orders. That's not how it works, begins Meg, as the man approaches her, hand outstretched. Meg tosses a fireball at him, stopping him. Where did you get that? demands the blond. It's clear something/someone else is in the room with them, and a smiling Castiel appears. Hi, he says. You're alive, the man says happily. You, says the blond accusingly. Hello, Hester, says Cas. You smoked thousands in heaven, gave a big, scary speech and then you were gone, she accuses--what the hell was that? Rude, for one thing, admits Cas. Where have you been? the man asks. Anais, Hester, I know you want something, says Cas--answers, I wish--there are still many things I can teach you--I can offer--perspective--here, pull my finger. Hester looks at him like he's crazy. Cas says, Meg will get another light and I will blow it out again, this time it'll be funny, we'll all look back and laugh. (LOL! angel parlor tricks!) You're insane, says Hester, shaking her head. Hey, heads up, sunshine, says Dean, banishing the angels from the room with the famous sigil written in his own blood. All angels blown back to their own corners, says Dean, we got three, four hours, tops. Meg is brandishing an angel-killing knife. Meg, where did you get that? demands Sam. A lot of angels died this year, she blathers, but she's interrupted by Kevin, who screams, twice, "WHAT'S HAPPENING??" What is that? asks Dean. Kevin Tran, introduces Sam, he's in Advanced Placement. (LMAO!) Kevin miserably tries to catch his breath, pressed against the back of the bed.

They have filled Kevin in--the Leviathan monsters are real, angels are real, but, per Dean, junkless. So, Kevin, says Dean, you can read the chicken scratch on the God rock, huh?--it's back in one piece, I see, and you're saying there's some sort of higher punch Dick recipe in there somewhere? It's some kind of in case of emergency note, says Kevin--what do they mean by prophet? Oh, no, really? asks Dean. Yeah, that's what the angels said, reports Sam. I don't wanna be a prophet, says Kevin. No, you don't at all, agrees Dean. We'd better start running and hiding, advises Meg, or do you want to tangle with those wing-nuts twice? Sorry, did you say WE? asks Dean. I'm on the angels' radar now, she reminds him, you think I don't need a little safety in numbers? We'll go to Rufus' cabin, kid'll do his book report there, says Dean.

They make a stop at a mini-mart along the way to pick up stuff to eat. Kevin is sleeping. There's a news report on the TV inside about Kevin, about his kidnapping and claim that he had been chosen, etc. Outside, Meg, reading a magazine, spots two demons. Oh, crap, she says. Sam reports to Dean, who is pumping gas, that they have a new wrinkle--Kevin's gone missing, and it's gone Federal. Great, so now we're kidnappers, says Dean. Not if we shut up about it, says Meg--why, who did we kidnap? Sam and Dean just look at each other, stunned by her lack of intelligence here. They're back on the road, it's dark, and Kevin awakens with a start. When asked what's the matter, he replies, "Just my life. . .future, girlfriend and Mom's car." Meg gets a call from Cas. Where is he? asks Dean anxiously. Shut up! orders Meg--no, Cas, you talk. He's in a place called Perth, surrounded by unhappy dogs, she says--he's in a dog track in Perth. She tells him the dogs are unhappy because the rabbit's fake, then tells him they're on highway 94 north of St. Cloud MN, just passing mile marker 79. Cas immediately appears between Meg and Kevin in the back seat, causing the latter to shriek in shock. Kevin, this is Castiel, introduces Meg. You're one of the angels? asks Kevin. Cas touches Kevin's nose with his finger. Boop, he says. Meg, are you hurt? asks Cas, who explains that the two angels they met were from his old garrison; it looks like Hester's taken over--we were assigned to watch the earth--often it was boring--the wars are very boring, the sex--anyway, I was their captain--isn't that strange? Why are they pissed at us now? asks Sam. Those facing odds were absolutely miserable, says Cas, I can only think an oval. Don't make me pull this car over, says Dean angrily, why are angels after us? Why are you angry? asks Cas, hurt. Just stay on target, says Dean, more gently. There's no reason for anger, says Cas, they're only following protocol--if the word of God is revealed a keeper will awaken, like this hot potato right here--and he tweaks Kevin's nose repeatedly. Please stop that, says Kevin, smacking Cas' hand away. Anyway, says Cas, garrison code dictates you take the keeper to the desert to learn the word away from men. What kind of sense does that make? asks Dean--he has to tell us so we can use it. It's not in his shiny red apples, says Cas. I can't live in the desert, protests Kevin, I'm applying to Princeton! Screw the garrison, we need the tablet to end Dick Roman's soylent us crap, says Dean. If you want the word, you're going to have to duck Hester and her soldiers, says Cas. You're in our corner, right, Cas? asks Sam. I don't fight anymore, says Cas, I watch the bees. Dean and Sam exchange looks of exasperation: Cas, king of the non sequitirs!

Rufus' cabin - Let's leave off all angel proofing sigils be expelled too, says Cas. As long as we're invisible to your angel buddies, it works for me, says Sam, painting something on the wall. I'm sure you're pretty hungry, so as soon as we get settled, we'll get some dinner going, says Dean. This looks like a sex torture dungeon, opines Kevin--is this a sex torture dungeon? Waving a scythe as he says it, Dean says, no, this is not a sex torture dungeon--get over here, sit down and read.

Sam sits down. Cas, smiffing the inside of a ceramic deer bank remarks, you seem troubled--of course, that's a primary aspect of your personality, so I sometimes ignore it. Okay, says Sam, right now I'm just wondering about you. You're worried about the burden I lifted from you, says Cas. I thought I was done for, says Sam--do you see Lucifer? I did at first, says Cas, but that was a projection of yours, sort of an aftertaste, now I more see everything. Meg listens, drinking booze. It's funny, continues Cas, I thought I was done for, too, the weight of all those mistakes, all those lives and souls lost, I couldn't take it, either, I was lost until I took on your pain--strange to think that that helped, but-- I know you never did anything but try to help, says Sam, I realize that, Cas, and I'm grateful--we're all grateful--and we're going to help you get better, okay. no matter what it takes. What do you mean, better? asks Cas. Sam gulps and looks at him.

While writing down what he reads from the stone, Kevin experiences tremors and has to stop. This is all too much--what's happened to my life? the boy says--I'm just a kid from Michigan, I didn't want to be a wordkeeper!--I'm not prepared for the fact of the supernatural! Dean places a paper bag over his face to help stop the hyperventilating, pats him on the back, urges him to breathe, take it easy. I get the impression this isn't the first time he's had to do this to Kevin. I dunno, man, what can I say, Dean says, you've been chosen, and it sucks, believe me--no use asking why me, because the angels, they don't care--maybe they just don't have the equipment to care--it seems like when they try, it just breaks them apart. Bag tossed away, Kevin says, I just want to be the first Asian-American president of the United States. Do your homework, Dean deadpans. Kevin smiles wanly and returns to work.

Meg meets the two demons she saw at the gas station stop, and she says she has the angel, Castiel, to turn over to them! Roscoe thinks Castiel is dead. Right, 'cause you're in that loop, she says. Where is he, then? asks Roscoe. First I want to know how many of you jerks I have to cut in, says Meg. Think we're stupid? asks Roscoe, we didn't tell anybody! I love demons, says Meg, and knifes Roscoe's friend. She gets into a fistfight with Roscoe, but ultimately knifes him to death, too, and heads down the road, leaving both bodies in her wake. She finds herself stopped by a Devil's Trap. The lights come on. Sam, Dean and Cas are awaiting for her. Didn't expect to see you back, says Sam. Not without the King's Army, says Dean, holding out his hand--knife. She gives it to him. Typical, she says, I save our bacon, and you're sitting here waiting by a Devil's Trap--seriously, I just killed two of Croley's men, I could have gone the other way on that. It's true, incidentally, says Cas, there's other demons' blood on that blade. Look. says Meg, I'm simpler than you think--I figured out one thing about this world, just one, pretty much--you find a cause and you serve it, give yourself over and it orders your life--Lucifer and Yellow Eyes, their mission was it for me. So what, says Dean, we should trust you because you wanted to free Satan from hell? I'm talking cause, douchebag, she says, as in reason to get up in the morning, obviously, these things shift over time, we learn and we grow--now for me currently, the cause is bringing down the king, and I know I need help to do it. Crowley ain't the problem this year, says Dean. When are you gonna get it, Crowley's ALWAYS the problem, says Meg, he's just waiting for the moment to strike--I know what I'm supposed to do, and it isn't screw Sam and Dean or lose the only angel who'll go to bat for me. The three men look at each other, waiting to find out exactly WHAT her raison d'etre is. Sam, who has been listening intently to Meg's passionate entreaty, steps forward and opens the Devil's Trap so Meg can come in. This is good, says Cas, harmony, communication--now our only problem is Hester. What? asks Meg. Here we're hidden from the garrison, points out Cas, when you killed a demon, you put out a pretty clear beacon. She stands next to Cas. We need better angel-proofing, now, she says. At that moment, the door blows away, and the two bad angels are with them. YOU TOOK THE PROPHET FROM US? rants Hester to Cas. I'm sorry? says Cas, not sure it's the right thing to say. You have fallen in every way imaginable, she accuses him. Please, Castiel, we have to follow the code, begs the other angel, help us follow our work. He can't help you, he can't help anybody, says Dean. We don't need his help, or his permission, says Hester angrily--the keeper goes to the desert tonight! Kevin, terrified, the stone gripped in his arms, is being held in the strong grip of the male angel. Back off, Dean orders, we're actually trying to clean up one of your angel's messes--you know that! He's right, says Cas, an angel brought the Leviathan back into this world and they begged him not to do it. Just give us some time, okay, says Dean, we will take care of your prophet. Why should we give you anything? sneers Hester at Dean--after everything you have taken from us?--the very touch of you corrupts!--when Castiel first laid a hand on you in hell, he was lost!--for that, you are going to pay. She steps forward to harm Dean, but Cas intervenes and says, please, they're the ones we were put here to protect. No, Castiel, she says, and smacks him across the face, sending him to the floor. When Sam and Dean try to help Cas, the male angel stops them. Hester whales on Cas, punching him with each no: no more madness, no more promises, no more new gods. She hits him over and over, and Sam and Dean flinch with every one of her blows. She holds up an angel-killing knife, about to kill Cas, but the male angel stops her. No, please, there's so few of us left! he pleads. She hits her fellow angel with the back end of the knife, felling him. "You wanted free will, now I'M making the choices!" cries Hester, and is about to thrust the knife into Cas in a killing blow when SHE is killed--by Meg, who has thrust an angel-killing knife into her back. Cas, kneeling, blood running in a flood from his nose, looks up at her. "What?--someone had to," she says.

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These are strange times, Anais tells Cas. I think they've always been, the latter says. I wish you'd come with us, Anais says. I'm not part of the garrison anymore, sorry, says Cas.

Kevin hands his notebook to Sam, who thanks him and says not all people could have handled this. You doin' all right there, Chosen One? teases Dean. Yeah, says Kevin, smiling. Get ready, Kevin Tran, says Anais. It appears a coterie of angels are about to take him and the stone somewhere. "Bring the Keepe... read more These are strange times, Anais tells Cas. I think they've always been, the latter says. I wish you'd come with us, Anais says. I'm not part of the garrison anymore, sorry, says Cas.

Kevin hands his notebook to Sam, who thanks him and says not all people could have handled this. You doin' all right there, Chosen One? teases Dean. Yeah, says Kevin, smiling. Get ready, Kevin Tran, says Anais. It appears a coterie of angels are about to take him and the stone somewhere. "Bring the Keeper to his home," orders Anais, "we can watch over him there." There's the sound of angels' wings and only Sam, Dean and Cas remain. I couldn't find Meg anywhere, reports Dean. Yes, well, she enjoys laying low, says Cas, smiling. Leviathan cannot be slain but by a bone of a righteous mortal washed in the three bloods of the fallen, reads Sam aloud from Kevin's notebook--says we need to start with the blood of a fallen angel. You know me, says Cas, holding out a vial of his blood, always happy to bleed for the Winchesters. What are you gonna do, Cas? asks Dean. I dunno, says a smiling Cas, isn't that amazing? He flies away. Let's get to work, says Dean, slapping Sam on the back.

We're doing everything we can, Mrs. Tran, a man assures Kevin's frantic mother. He said he'd had a seizure, she says, what if they hit him?--what if he has a brain injury? You need to trust us, okay? the man assures her, it won't help to wear yourself out with worry. There's the sound of wings flapping; Kevin appears in the room, flanked by the two angels. Kevin's mother hugs him effusively. Who are you? she asks the two men with him. It's okay, Mom, Kevin assures her, they brought me back--they're keeping me safe. The man who'd been with Kevin's mother says, I don't believe that's true--rock beats scissor. He plunged his hand into the chest of one; black goo issues from his mouth. Leviathans beats angels. He kills the other angel, too, as Kevin and his mother watch in horror. Hello, Kevin, he greets, but this is our old Leviathan friend, Edgar!

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Oh, no, Kevin is now a prisoner of the Leviathans, his angel guardians dead and gone. Dean and Sam have hopefully learned how to permanently kill these creatures, but it doesn't sound like it's going to be easy, and Meg and Cas, their only allies, have both disappeared for the time being. Bobby will want to help, of course, but as a ghost, his ability to do so is catch as catch can, and his anger issues just may be more hindrance than help.

I liked this episode, but give it about an 8 on my like-o-meter. Kevin was an interesting addition to the humans who learn they have special powers, and I loved the way Dean dealt with him. He understood what it was like to be chosen against your will, since he and Sam have first-hand knowledge of been-there, done that. It sucks. He was able to calm him down using the paper bag for hyperventilating and just plain, simple talking. I do hope Dean lives long enough to become a father for real. He's be great.

What can I say about crazy Cas? I loved him. He was funny, sad, a flower child who talked barbed male cat penises (that's so when they withdraw after sex, the sperm will be pelted all over the female's vaginal cavity, making conception more likely, by the way). He was gentle, mournful, SORRY!, regretful, helpful, childlike, and Misha Collins brought home the role brilliantly.

Rachel Miner was much better this episode than the last time we saw her, too. Her impassioned speech about dedicating herself to one cause very moving. I still can't figure out why she left the cabin to go kill those demons, especially since it ended up bringing the angels down upon them all, but she got rid of the murderous Hester, so the end justified the means, I guess. I was scared that she had turned on the brothers and Cas, at first, but glad that she hadn't. I'm still not sure whose side she's on and hope Sam and Dean never completely turn their backs on her.

Once again, we have a quest to get rid of the Big Bad. Like having to collect the four rings to put Lucifer back in his cage, we now have to collect something to get rid of the Leviathans. Just once, it would be nice if all the brothers had to do was shoot the Big Bad with an ordinary bullet to get rid of it. That would take away all the fun, right?

Two eps to go. Should be very exciting as everything coalesces--the Winchesters, the Leviathans (Roman), Castiel, Crowley (I'm sure he'll be back), Meg, Kevin, the angels.

I can't wait! And for those who haven't heard, we got an eighth season! read less

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