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Leaving home or headed home?
I, um... I came here to... to bury a friend.
Yeah, I don't... I don't really know where I belong anymore.
Give the schedule a look-see
and take all the time you need, okay?
Yeah. Thank you.
John Winchester.
Sir, can I help you?
This is for you.
Where did you get this?
Who are...
One ticket for Lawrence, Kansas.
Okay.
We're not supposed to meddle with things, agent.
You always said if I was gonna be stupid,
I might as well be smart about it.
Yeah, that does sound about like me.
We're not even supposed to be here.
Come on, the letter was meant for him.
I just, uh, you know, gave it a nudge.
You keep an eye on things here.
I'm gonna get the damn cavalry.
How you gonna do that?
I got no freaking idea.
One last hunt, huh?
One last hunt.
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Mary? What the hell is this?
It's good to see you, too, Dad.
So you're not going to KSU.
Does that mean...
No, I'm still leaving Hunting.
I just don't know if college is what's next for me.
Well, before college came into the picture,
you said you might leave town when you finish hunting.
- Does that mean... - No, it means what I just said.
I don't know what's next for me.
You're back, so that means you clearly found something.
Spill.
I got a lead on the guy the Akrida are afraid of.
There's a Hunter named Joan
who says she spotted him weeks ago.
She knows where he is now.
I'm gonna meet her this afternoon and get the details.
She was on the wire, but I don't know her.
So when do we meet her?
What does John think about this?
You haven't told him yet.
You're not the only one who's been busy
finding ways to take out the Akrida.
And ours comes with the catch.
The catch is the crystal only works once, so...
one chance to save the world.
Well, at least we got a shot.
If this works...
Mary's out of the game, isn't she?
What does that mean for the two of you?
Well, whoever this guy is, he is ruggedly handsome.
He's not of this Earth is all that matters, Carlos.
So any weapon not of this Earth can take out the Akrida.
Yes, which means ruggedly handsome over here
can take out the Queen.
Finding him can't come soon enough.
Now that the planets have aligned,
the Akrida can open the portal at any moment.
Great.
Death is imminent.
And what happens if we can't find this guy?
Then that crystal is our only shot.
What is it?
It's missing one rare ingredient.
Eye of the dragon.
Unicorn's horn. Devil's tongue.
Fragment of human soul.
According to lore, if you lose a piece of your soul, then...
The rest fades away.
No, Ada, there has to be another way.
All I have to do...
say one word in Latin...
and it's powered up.
O-okay, Querida, let's not use that word
until we absolutely have to.
Fine.
Fine. We'll wait, but I'm not waiting around here.
Let's go...
let's go find the Queen and see if she's where we left her.
I'm going to stay back and dig into the lore.
If we decide to use that spell,
then there has to be a way
to grow back and restore your soul.
I've got you, Ada.
Joan Hopkins.
Samuel Campbell?
It... it's a pleasure to finally meet you.
I'm not sure if you're aware of this,
but our people hunted together back in the day.
Why is it I've never heard of the Hopkins family before?
My family line ended with me.
A long time ago.
But you're not here to talk history, are you?
You're here to talk about the man with no name.
How did you come across him?
He was digging around in things
- that should have stayed buried. - Like what?
The Akrida.
You see, our mysterious friend isn't from around here.
There's only so much he could do.
His hands were tied.
Credit where it's due...
he did manage to stay ahead of me for a while, but...
I can assure you that he's not going to be a problem anymore.
What do you mean?
Well, there's this portal.
You see... I'm sure you've heard of it.
It's not quite up to code yet,
but I managed to pry it open just enough
to toss a certain someone and his car into it.
No human can survive that gateway, so...
his body will be torn to shreds
for centuries.
Anyway, this, um... this old journal...
it's all that's left of him.
Easy there.
You're not in Lawrence, Kansas, anymore, Toto.
You're in my world now.
You're the Queen.
And here I thought Mary was the smart one in the power couple.
Okay.
I've been following you for a while now.
And thanks to your old pal Kyle
and your cartoonishly thick police files,
I know everything about your sad little lives.
But to level this playing field,
I'm gonna shine some light on little old me.
I am not Akrida.
I was a human once.
And I really was a Hunter, too.
In fact...
Mary...
I was just like you.
You came here for a fight, so if you don't mind,
we could just skip the whole monologuing.
There's the John I know.
I want to get something
through that hot, little, adorable head of yours.
I'm not here to fight.
Point of fact, I want nothing more than for us all...
to walk out of here together as one.
And I did want to get you all out of that clubhouse
long enough for me to move in there.
The truth is, I could have killed you a long time ago,
but I don't want one more Hunter to needlessly die.
- What are you saying? - I'm saying...
join me, Mary...
Or die.
Think about it.
Copy that. Thanks, Dad.
He checked the sewer entrance. It's guarded as well.
Blocking the front and back of the clubhouse?
Perfect.
He's going to look for the portal,
which leaves us digging through my family's history.
If Joan was telling the truth,
there has to be something about her in this mess.
Uh, we got problems.
We went to check on the Queen in her lair,
- and she is gone. - We know.
She's taken over the clubhouse.
No way. Lata's in there.
Lata.
I love fun.
And I love games,
but I don't really have time for this, Lata.
I'm not here to fight.
Look who's been holding back this whole time.
You broke your pacifist streak, Lata.
Look what Hunting's done to you.
Who the hell are you?
Joan Hopkins, born June 11, 1673.
I'm sorry... was that a 16 before the 73?
The Hopkins family were hunting
- even before the Campbells. - So what happened to her?
According to this, she wanted out of Hunting,
so she turned on her own kind.
I lost my parents, my brother...
all my family to the cause.
And then...
I lost my William.
And no matter how hard I fought,
there was always another monster,
another death...
another apocalypse.
So you decided if you couldn't beat the monsters,
- you'd join them. - No.
What I decided was that the monsters
weren't the problem, kid.
Mankind is the problem.
They always need saving.
And Hunters are the ones who end up paying the price with our lives.
And then what do these rescued humans do
with their precious second chance at life?
They waste it...
kill each other, beat each other down,
destroy our planet.
Monsters have it right.
Humans
are nothing more than food.
Is that you talking?
Or is it the monster essence that's powering you?
"The monster essence drove her mad.
She became so obsessed with making sure
that Hunters were protected,
and she believed the only way to do that
was to wipe out everyone who needed saving".
- My God. - "With no way to kill her,
Hunters teamed up with the Men of Letters
and banished her from our world".
And that's all that's in here.
So how do the Akrida fit into all this?
And I could go on and on about...
how those magical little bugs
came into and changed my life.
But I think...
I think it'd be better if I just showed you.
It's okay. It's okay.
It's okay.
Say good night, Lata.
All right, Lata is trapped with the Queen.
We have to help her.
Yeah, but Joan is bunkered down, and we're outnumbered.
Not to mention that spell could cost you your soul.
The Queen is about to sing her swan song.
We can't rewind this tape here.
Wait.
What if we could rewind the tape?
Metaphysically speaking, if you know what I mean.
On behalf of everyone, I think I can assure you
when I say that we do not know what you mean.
Okay, look... look, just bear with me one second.
Now, was this idea inspired by a drug-induced trip
I took a few years ago? Yes.
Are we judging me for that right now?
If it can keep Ada's soul intact, absolutely not.
Thank you.
Now, when we used the Ostium,
it pushed the Akrida out of this world, right?
Right. We used the rock from the Akrida's world
to send them back to where they belong.
Okay, so the rock acted as directions for the Ostium...
no, a one-way ticket out of here.
So what if there's a one-way ticket back here?
I mean, the mystery man we're looking for
is clearly not from this Earth, which means neither...
Is this.
The journal is personal.
It's clearly connected.
Okay, but how do we reverse the polarity of the Ostium?
Find my dad's lore on the Ostium and bring it to Millie's.
Let's go to the clubhouse and see if we can help Lata.
How's it going in there?
- So much knowledge... - Yeah.
So much anger.
She's putting up a fight.
If you can hear me, Lata,
this is the last thing holding me back.
The Men of Letters cast a spell
preventing the Akrida portal opening.
It's time for that spell to burn.
I don't understand. There were dozens of them out there.
What the hell happened?
- Do you think Lata... - Joan was right!
- She knew you'd come for Lata. - Let her go.
Oh, but she's so much more fun
than the Omega Man or that cop.
- Hey, no, no, no! - Ah, ah, ah.
You've seen this movie before, John.
The Queen thought a second attempt at her offer
might come better from a friend.
Join her.
Be by her side as she rids this and every world of humanity.
How many Campbells and Winchesters have to die?
And for what?
History?
Legacy? Look around you.
This isn't a clubhouse. It's a tomb.
The Men of Letters...
they thought they were ridding the world of Joan,
so they cast her out to another planet,
and in doing so, they sent her to us...
and she gave us salvation.
What are you talking about?
The Akrida were made by an angry god.
Anything ever bested him, he had us as a fail-safe.
We were designed to wipe out all life in every universe.
But the Queen...
she gave us meaning.
We are freeing every world from the tyranny of mankind.
Okay.
My part is done.
What is it going to be?
Hey.
Are you okay?
I'm okay.
Lata.
Lata, wake up. Come on!
Easy, easy. Easy.
Easy.
Ada, I'm so sorry.
Find the other way.
I have good news and bad news in that department.
I feel like we could use the good news.
I know how to hurt the Queen.
And the bad news?
The Queen has all of her strength back.
She'll have the portal completely opened by tonight.
Well, we know where the portal is at least.
Your dad called... he found a bunch of Akrida
down by what's left of the warehouses on Prairie.
Please tell me you guys found something
about how to use the Ostium.
Well, whatever you feed it creates a portal connected to that object.
So we fed it the rock,
and it was able to shoot the Akrida back to their world.
So, if we feed it the journal
and trace the sigils in reverse,
the Ostium can bring here whatever was tied to the journal...
the Mystery Man, if he's even alive.
According to the lore we dug through,
you can only reverse the polarity at midnight.
So we need to buy ourselves some time.
By fighting an immortal entity.
We can't kill her, but she is vulnerable.
Consuming monster essence gave the Queen monster powers,
but it also gave her monster weakness.
I cut her with a silver blade.
Won't be enough to kill her, but...
It'll be enough to piss her off
until the clock strikes 12:00.
Okay, you two still need to recover, so stay here,
wait until the time is right, and bring back our Mystery Man.
Okay, let's hit the road.
Mary, can I talk to you for a second, please?
Yeah?
Okay, look, I know that you're gonna fight me on this, but I just...
Just listen, please.
- Look, you have to stay behind. - What? No!
We all know you're the best Hunter that we have,
just like we all know that whoever goes out there and faces Joan...
Is probably not coming back.
We'll go out there, okay?
And we'll buy you guys some time.
And when you find the Mystery Man,
someone's gonna have to lead him into battle,
and that someone has to be you.
I know what you're thinking...
that I'm running towards danger, but I'm not.
For the first time...
I'm running towards hope.
So, if we do this...
if we win...
if we save the world...
Then you're free.
Listen, before you go, I have to tell you something.
Tell me when you see me again.
Hello, boys.
I'm guessing you're not here to surrender, are you?
Samuel, I can save your little girl.
So she can be your slave?
No, thanks.
Carlos, you want to talk some sense into these two idiots?
I mean, there's no amount of ghouls
that you can kill that will fill that hole in your heart.
Oh, I'm so sorry. Are you still talking?
You don't need my sales pitch, though, do you, honey?
You're already a monster, John.
- Hunters don't kneel. - That's right.
They just die.
It's time.
What? What's going on? Why is nothing happening?
It did.
The journal pulled out something it was connected to,
but our Mystery Man isn't here, which means he must be...
Dead.
- What now? - We go for a drive.
- This car. - It's not of this Earth.
Detroit steel makes a hell of a weapon.
If the car takes out the Queen, the rest of the Akrida are dead.
Let's go run this son of a bitch into the ground.
Before I kill you, John,
I want to give you some much-needed peace.
When the Men of Letters stopped my last invasion,
I said enough is enough.
Unlike Hunters, they never played fair,
so I thought, why should I?
After your dad's boys' club beat me,
I used all my remaining power,
every ounce of it.
What did you do?
I wiped out the Men of Letters, John...
including your father.
Are we sure this is going to work?
No.
Everybody get out now.
Mary.
Keep an eye on him, will you?
Mary.
Hey.
John.
- You okay? - Yeah.
How did you guys survive?
She kept Mary safe...
me too.
Of course, there's not a lot that can tear me apart.
I'm already dead.
I was stuck in the world between worlds,
so I stayed close to that portal,
and as soon as I saw baby come through,
I hopped in and grabbed the wheel.
So who are you?
I'm a Hunter, just like you.
But I'm not from this Earth.
And how did you get here?
When I died, I made it to heaven.
And she was waiting for me.
So I went for a drive,
and then I took a little detour.
Through the multiverse.
S-so what were you looking for?
That's a good question, Carlos.
I was looking for my family.
See, I come from a long line of Hunters.
I guess I was hoping that somewhere out there was a Earth
that had a version where my family had a shot at a happy ending.
When I was driving, I caught wind of the Akrida.
Turns out that they were one of Chuck's last creations.
Who's Chuck?
God.
It's a long story, but, uh...
basically, he's a real dick.
He left the Akrida behind to wipe out all of existence in case he failed.
Well...
he failed.
Eventually the Akrida were going to make their way to my world,
and I got family there, so I couldn't let that happen.
T-the letter, why did you...
I took my little detour. The rules were simple.
Don't mess with anything.
Well...
I gave it a little nudge.
Thought it might need a little help.
Looks like it worked out pretty well.
So now that the Akrida are gone,
you all can choose your own destiny.
You can write your own story.
And you can get back to yours.
It's all right.
It's all right. They're... they're with me.
This is Bobby. That's Jack.
They're family.
Excuse me.
You okay?
I told you I'd figure it out.
Didn't say I wouldn't get us in more trouble.
Look at 'em.
Man, this is all kinds of weird...
seeing Samuel with a full head of hair.
Right?
- Dean. - Yeah.
No, I know.
I know, Jack.
When I restored things,
I wanted mankind to make their own fate.
That meant no interference from on high,
anywhere...
no exceptions.
I couldn't let our world get destroyed.
Sam's still down there, okay? He deserves a good, long life.
Hell, they all do.
So, if you want to cast me out of heaven...
so be it.
If we're taking a vote,
I'd say you give the guy another chance.
There's always another case with you Hunters...
even in death.
Well...
if you're going to meddle in things,
finish what you started.
After this...
it's time to get around to the...
"there'll be peace when you are done"...
part of the song.
Listen, um...
b-before I go...
I want to give you two something.
My dad...
he, uh...
Kept a Hunter's journal, looked just like this.
I lived my whole life by that damn thing.
Well, this is my Hunter's journal.
So if you're gonna stay in this game...
This will help guide you through it.
Thank you.
I know you're thinking about quitting Hunting.
Believe me, I understand.
But you need to do me one favor.
Keep an eye out for a yellow-eyed demon.
And if you even catch a hint of that son of a bitch...
I need you to use this.
Your family...
did you ever find a version
where they had a shot of a happy ending?
I think I did.
You never told us your name.
Hetfield...
James Hetfield.
Now what?
We go home.
It'll take time, but...
You did it.
We did it.
Thank you.
- Be safe out there. - I love you, too, kiddo.
There's something I've been meaning to ask you.
When you went through the portal...
what'd you see?
It was kind of a blur, but...
I saw everything,
every possible version of myself.
Any of them look appealing?
I'm gonna make my own.
That's why you're leaving, right?
Well, everywhere I look here is a reminder of who I was.
And if I'm gonna figure out who I'm going to be...
Look, when I got back, I...
I was lost.
Now I...
I found where I belong.
Being a Hunter?
But I can't be the best version of that
until I face the anger inside of me.
I don't know if it's through meditation
or therapy
or something, but I'm...
I'm going to figure out a way to make sure
it's not in the driver's seat.
Okay, I guess I just...
I don't know. I guess I just wanted you to know that before you left.
It's not forever.
- Do me a favor? - Anything.
No goodbyes.
Found us a new case.
And for once, it's by a beach.
Werewolves don't surf.
Only one way to find out.
I got it.
I thought we agreed...
no goodbyes.
This isn't goodbye.
I don't know where I'm going or what I'm doing
or how long it's gonna be until I figure myself out,
but...
maybe there's something out there for the both of us.
And we can figure it out together during the day,
and you can hunt at night.
I don't know what to say.
Send us a postcard when you do.
Okay, uh, music is definitely in order.
We got Hendrix...
I was reading some of Hetfield's journal,
and he was very specific on this issue.
Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts their cake hole.
All right.
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