We see quick flashes of Nathan being tormented, his eyes flicking back and forth, his face covered in blood.

Nathan's in a dark place; he breathes heavily, flicks his lighter on. He is inside a wooden coffin.

Nathan: Help! Help! Help!

He pounds on the wood above his head; dirt rains down on his face. He continues to pound.

FIELD – DAY

In the middle of a grassy field, a simple wooden cross is planted. As we pan back, a hand bursts out of the dirt, followed by another. It's Nathan, and he crawls his way out of the ground, groaning and gasping. He lies on his back, panting. He stands, looks around in the glaring sunlight. Around his crude headstone is a perfect circle of dead trees, laying on the ground as if an unearthly powerful blast had felled them.

COUNTRY ROAD-DAY

Through hazy heat, Nathan walks down an empty road and approaches an abandoned gas station. He pounds on the door.

Nathan: (hoarse) Hello?

GAS STATION-DAY

Nathan rolls up his outer shirt over his right hand, breaks the glass on the door. Inside, he grabs a water bottle from a fridge and gulps at it, gasping. He finds a newspaper and sees the date, which reads:

Thursday, September 18th

Nathan: September.

BATHROOM - DAY

He washes his face in a dingy sink, then looks up and stares at his reflection. He wears a tight black t-shirt. Frowning, he stands, pulls the shirt up to expose his chest.

FLASHBACK

Nathan's chest is ripped apart by the Hellhounds

PRESENT

He pulls snacks and energy bars from the shelves, along with several bottles of water, and stashes them in a plastic bag. Stopping in front of a magazine stand, he grins slowly. On the stand is an Adult Magazine - "Busty Asian Beauties". He picks it up, smirks, flips through it, and stuffs it in the bag too.

He goes to the counter, sets down the bag, and hits a single button on the register, snapping his fingers in satisfaction when it pops open. As he's looting the cash, the TV to his left flicks on, showing only static. He shuts it off; only to have a radio to his right turn on to white noise. Not wasting a moment, he goes to another shelf and grabs a carton of salt, opens it, and begins to pour it along the windowsill

A high-pitched single tone begins, and Nathan clutches his left ear in pain as he continues to pour salt with his right hand. As it continues, he drops the salt and crouches to the floor, groaning in agony. The window above his head shatters as the sound continues, and he drops to the floor. He leaps to his feet to try to escape, and more glass on the ceiling and walls shatters. He looks around cautiously.

PHONE BOOTH

Nathan is dialing a number and hears only an alert tone.

We're sorry. You have reached a number that has been disconnected.

He hangs up the pay phone and inserts another coin, dials another number. It rings once, then is picked up.

H-Hello?

Nathan: Baby, it's me. It's Nat.

He hears crying on the other side of the line

Nathan: Rachel? Baby?

MOTEL ROOM

Rachel is sitting on the floor in the shadow, covering in blood, holding the phone as she cries.

Rachel: Nat.......Oh God.....

The line goes dead and the dial tone sounds

Nathan: Rachel? Rach?

She looks around her. Every window is broken. The curtains is blowing as she sits in the corner of the room, rocking back and forth.

PHONE BOOTH

Nathan holds up the phone and inserts another coin, dialing a number

MOTEL ROOM-MORNING

Sam and Danielle sits up in bed, holding their heads

Danielle: Ugh, you're lucky you get to fucking drink, asshole.

Sam laughs, shaking his head amused.

Danielle slowly stands up getting out of bed, her shirt barely covering a stomach. Danielle is four months pregnant.

She rubs her hand over her stomach with a loving happy smile then looks over to Sam.

Danielle: Hey Handsome?

Sam: Yeah?

Danielle: We really need to start buying up baby things.

Sam: Yeah. Yeah. I'll get right on that.

He gets out of her walking over to her, placing his hand over her stomach, both looks at each other and smiles.

He notices her face falls in worry and cups her face in her hands

Sam: Hey. What's wrong?

Danielle: It's just.........that Prophecy thing Matthias mentioned. The Destroyer of Worlds.

Sam: There's no way in hell am I gonna let our kid be that. I won't. I'll gladly let everything burn for you two.

Danielle leans up on her tip toes and leans her forehead against his.

Danielle: I love you, Sammy

Sam: I love you too.

PHONE BOOTH

Nathan is holding a phone up to his ear. It rings once then is picked up

Yeah?

Nathan: Dean? It's me

Dean: Who's me?

Natan: Nathan. Your brother.

Dean hangs up the phone. Nathan rolls his eyes and hangs up the phone then picks it up and dials again.

Rose: Who the hell is this?

Nathan: Rosie? Rosie, listen to me, this isn't----

Rose: Call here again and I'll fucking kill ya.

A dial tone is heard again.

Nathan hangs up the phone in anger and turns. He sees a old beat up white car parked. His eyes lights up. He hotwires the car and pulls away from the gas station

BOBBY'S HOUSE-DAY

Dean and Rose are sitting at the counter, cleaning their guns. There's pounding on the door. Nathan is on the doorstep looking winded. Rick opens the door looking at him suspiciously

Nathan: Surprise

Dean and Rose walks up behind Rick and all three looks at him in confusion

Rose: I.....I don't.

Rick: W-what......

Nathan: Yeah, me neither.

He steps inside the house

Nathan: Here I am.

Behind his back, Dean takes out a silver knife as Nathan approaches, Dean lunges forward and slashes at him. Nathan grabs his arm and twists it around. Rick breaks the grip and backhands him across the face.

Nathan: Hey! Hey! It's me! It's me!

Dean: Dean's sexy ass!

Rose: Like hell!

Nathan shoves a chair between them, holding his hands up

Nathan: Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Your name is Dean Winchester. You're my brother and our dad raised us as hunters when our mom got killed by a yellow eyed demon. I know what happened with Rhonda Shirley and the satin laced panties.

Rick and Rose glances at each other not knowing what to do. Dean's face falls in confusion and shock.

Nathan: Your names are Rose and Rick Snow. Guys, it's me. It's Nathan.

He looks at his brother pleadingly

Nathan: Come on, Dean-O.

Dean lowers the knife and slowly steps forward placing her hand on Nathan's shoulder then slashes again but Nathan subdues him and takes the knife away

Nathan: NOT A SHAPESHIFTER!!

Dean: THEN YOU'RE A REVENANT!!!

He shoves Nathan away, taking the knife back and holds it up in front of him.

Nathan: Alright. If I was either, could I do this – with a silver knife?

He rolls up his left sleeve, and, grimacing, slices his arm above the elbow with the knife. A line of blood appears.

Rose: Nat?

Rick: Nat?

Dean: What.....

Nathan: That's what I've been trying to tell you

Dean breaks, grabbing him in for a tight hug. Nathan returns the hug. Dean closes his eyes and grips onto his brother tightly

Nathan: Come on, you can't have missed me that much.

Dean: Shut up

He pulls away from the hug. Nathan chuckles as Rose walks up and hugs him tightly, he hugs her back before she pulls away

Rick and Nathan embraces each other tightly.

Rick: You came back?

Nathan: Yeah.

Rose: How the hell did you get out?

Nathan: I don't know. I woke up in a pine box.

Rick splashes water on his face. Nathan pauses, spats and Dean and Rose gives him a look

Dean: Dude!

Rick: Sorry. Can't be too careful

Nathan sighs as Rose throws him a towel before they hear the sound of a car door opening.

Bobby: Hello?

Nathan smiles as the others exchanges worried glances.

Dean: Shit. Bobby.

Nathan looks confused

Nathan: Dude, I'm pretty sure he's gonna react the same way.

Rose: Oh fuck

Rick: Yeah

Rick walks around the corner stopping Bobby and blocks him from seeing Nathan. Bobby looks confused

Rick: Something's about to happen when you walk in the kitchen, it's gonna look bad but we've done all the tests and everything's hunky dory. It's him

Bobby: Him who?

Rick: See for yourself

Bobby looks confused then heads past him towards the kitchen.

Bobby walks into the kitchen and stops dead in his tracks seeing Nathan Winchester

Bobby: What the hell?!!

He pulls out his gun aiming it at Nathan

Dean: Woah, woah, woah, woah! It's really him. I know it sounds insane but it's really him.

Rose nods her head as Rick walks back into the kitchen

Rick: Like I said, it's really him

Rose: We tested silver, holy water, nothing. It's Nat.

Bobby lowers his gun and stares in shock, walking towards Nathan

Bobby: Nat?

Nathan: One and only.

Bobby hugs him tightly, patting his back

Bobby: It's good to see you, boy.

Nathan: You too, Bobby.

LATER

The hunters are sitting around the table. Bobby looks confused

Bobby: But... that don't make a lick of sense.

Nathan: Yeah. Yeah, you're preachin' to the choir.

Rick: Nat. Your chest was ribbons, your insides were slop. And you've been buried four months. Even if you could slip out of hell and back into your meat suit -

Nathan: I know, I should look like a Thriller video reject.

Dean: What do you remember?

Nathan: Not much. I remember I was a Hellhound's chew toy, and then... lights out. Then I come to six feet under, that was it.

He looks around the table sadly

Nathan: Rach.......

Bobby looks away hiding the pain and sadness in his eyes.

Nathan: Is.....is she.....

Dean: When.....when Lilith said that she sent her away, she......she meant it.

Nathan looks shocked, eyes beginning to tear up

Rick: We've looked everywhere. I called in every favor I'm owed and nothing.

Nathan: I spoke......I talked to her on the phone

Dean: Nat, you just dug yourself out of the ground. You could have been......seeing or hearing things. She's gone.

Rose places her hand on Nathan's shoulder

Rose: I'm so sorry

Nathan nods his head, clearing his throat

Nathan: I, uh......Sam's number isn't working. They're uh, they're not......

Rick: He's alive. As far as we know

Nathan: What do you mean as far as you know?

Dean: We.....we haven't talked to him or Dani in months.

Nathan: You're kidding, you just let them go off by herself?

Dean: He was dead set on it and Dani wasn't gonna let him go alone so she went with him

Nathan sighs, closing his eyes and nods his head

Nathan: Well at least he's got her with him.

He looks down at Rose's hand seeing a wedding ring on her finger. He looks up and does a double take between her and Dean.

Nathan: DUDE!!! YOU'RE------DUDE!!

Dean and Rose exchanges a amused look with each other, laughs

Dean: Yeah. Yeah. I got hitched.

Rose: A month ago.

Nathan shakes his head and laughs, smiling

Nathan: That's kick ass news and I really need some kick ass news.

Dean: Look, we tried looking for them but they just took off. Wouldn't return our calls. I tried to find them but Sam didn't want to be found. These last few months haven't been easy for us. Him or me. Or any of us.

Rick: We had to bury you

Nathan: Why did you bury me anyway?

Bobby lets out a sigh as the hunters exchanges a look

Bobby: I wanted you salted and burned. Usual drill but ......Sam and Dean wouldn't have it.

Nathan lets out a laugh, looking at his brother

Nathan: Well thank you for that one

Dean: You're welcome.

Rick folds his arms across his chest

Rick: Thought you'd need a body when we got you back home somehow.

Nathan: I said not to

Rose: Oh fuck off, Nat!

They all look at Rose, eyebrows raised.

Rose: What? I'm not gonna sit on my ass while you're rotting in hell.

Nathan stands up from the table and begins to pace.

Rose: We were willing to do whatever it took to get you home

Nathan: You got me home. But whatever you did, it's bad mojo.

Rick: We didn't do.....

Dean: What makes you so sure?

Nathan: You should have seen the grave site. It was like a nuke went off. And then there was this... this force, this presence, I don't know, but it, it blew past me at a fill-up joint. And then this.

He strips his jacket, pulls up his sleeve to reveal the brand.)

Bobby: What the hell?

Rose: What the hell is that?

She holds his arm examining it. Dean walks closer towards them

Nathan: It was like a demon just yanked me out or rode me out. Matthias?

Bobby: Haven't seen or heard from him since that night. Octavia too.

Dean: But why?

Nathan: To hold up their end of the bargain.

Rose: You think Sam made a deal.

Nathan: It's what I would have done.

LATER

Dean paces the room as he talks on the phone

Dean: Yeah, hi, I have a cell phone account with you guys, and uh, I lost my phone. I was wondering if you could turn the GPS on for me. Yeah. Name's Wedge Antilles. Social is 2-4-7-4. Thank you.

He hangs up the phone and crosses to a laptop on the table.

Bobby: How'd you know he'd use that name?

Dean and Nathan exchanges a look

Nathan: You kiddin' me? What don't we know about that kid?

The laptop is open to a web browser; Rose types in the address for ARC MOBILE.

Nathan: (picking up one of the many empty liquor bottles scattered around) Hey? What's the deal with the liquor store? What, are your parents out of town or something?

Rick: Like I said. Last few months ain't been all that easy.

Nathan: Right

The laptop beeps; the display shows a city map with a blue arrow pointing to a star. The locator reads:

Phone Location:

263 Adams Road

Pontiac, Illinois.

Dean: They're in Pontiac, Illinois.

Rose: Right near where you were planted.

Nathan: Right where I popped up. Hell of a coincidence, don't you think?

ASTORIA MOTEL-NIGHT

Rose, Dean, Nathan, Rick, and Bobby walks down a dingy hallway and knocks on the door. The door is opened by Danielle, holding her hand over her stomach

Danielle: Uh, um.......Hi

Rick: You are in so much trouble, missy. Hold on, uh.....

He looks down at her stomach seeing she's pregnant and his eyes widens. Dean, Rose, Bobby, and Nathan all looks down at her stomach then back up to her, eyes wide in shock

Bobby: What the shit?

Rose: W-what? You're-----you're---

Dean: You're pregnant?

Rick: YOU'RE PREGNANT?!!

Sam: Hey, is.....

Sam stops dead in his tracks seeing Nathan. He shallows, shocked, his eyes flicking between everyone else. Nathan smiles

Nathan: Hiya, twin.

He steps into the room getting closer to Sam who pulls out a knife and lunges at him. Danielle screams. Nathan blocks Sam's attack as Dean and Rick pulls Sam back, gripping her shoulders

Dean: Sam, wait!

Sam: Who are you?

Nathan: Like you didn't fucking do this!

Danielle: Do what?

Rick: Sam, wait! It's him!

Dean: It's really him!

Sam stares at him as the struggle slowly leaves his body.

Sam: What....

Nathan slowly approaches, staring at his twin

Nathan: I know. I look sexy and amazing, right?

Sam, who looks on the verge of tears as he steps forward and pulls Nathan into a desperate hug. They embrace for several seconds, heavy with emotion as Dean, Rick, Rose, Danielle, and Bobby looks on with tears in their eyes. Sam pushes Nathan back to arm's length.

Dean: Okay, now onto more important things......

He turns and points his finger at Danielle

Dean: Since when the hell are you pregnant?

Rick: And why the hell didn't you tell us?

Sam and Danielle glances at each other; Sam walks over to her, throwing his arm around her shoulder

Nathan is smiling happily

Nathan: I'M GONNA BE AN UNCLE!!!

LATER

Sam and Danielle sits down on the couch. Nathan and Dean standing above them, arms folded.

Nathan: What did it cost? To bring me back? Was it just your soul or something worse?

Sam: I didn't make a deal

Dean: Don't lie to us!

Sam: I didn't do it.

Nathan: Rachel..........I know Dean didn't do it and Rick or Rosie aren't stupid enough so yeah. That's exactly what we think

Sam: I didn't

Dean: I said don't lie to us!

Sam: I'm not lying!

Nathan: BULLSHIT!!

Sam: It wasn't me!

Dean: Then who else could it be? Matthias?

Danielle shakes her head

Danielle: No, it's not him. We haven't a peep out of him since that night.

Sam: I tried everything. That's the truth. I tried opening the Devil's Gate. Hell, I tried to bargain, guys, but no demon would deal, all right? You were rotting in Hell for months. For months, and I couldn't stop it. So I'm sorry it wasn't me, all right? Nat, I'm sorry.

Nathan: It's okay, Sammy. You don't have to apologize, I believe you.

Bobby: Don't get me wrong, I'm gladdened that Sam's soul remains intact, but it does raise a sticky question.

Rick: If he didn't pull him out then what the hell did?

NIGHT

Dean, Nathan, Bobby, Rick, and Rose are sitting on the couch. Danielle is sitting in a chair. Sam passes out bottles of beer then hand Danielle a bottle of water.

Nathan: So what were you doing around here if you weren't digging me out of my grave?

Sam: Well, once I figured out I couldn't save you, I started hunting down Lilith, trying to get some payback.

Dean: All by yourself? With a pregnant girl? Who do you think you are, Dad?

Sam: I'm sorry, guys. I was pretty fucked up. We should've called

Rick: Yeah no shit. How about a call that you knocked up your girlfriend?

Danielle: Yeah........we really couldn't take that risk of Lilith's goons finding us so we got new phones.

Nathan picks up what he'd seen; a pink flowered bra, he holds it up, eyebrows raised

Nathan: Oh yeah. I feel your pain

Danielle: Could you please let my bra go, damn it?

Nathan: Why don't you make me, blondie?

Danielle closes her eyes then opens them back up showing them glowing yellow. Everyone's eyes widens in shock and confused

Nathan: Okkie dokkie

He tosses the bra back down on the bed.

Sam: Anyways, uh, we were checking these demons out of Tennessee, and out of nowhere they took a hard left, booked up here.

Dean: When?

Sam: Yesterday morning.

Nathan: When I busted out.

Bobby: You think these demons are here 'cause of you?

Rose: But why?

Nathan: Well, I don't know – some badass demon drags me out and now this? It's gotta be connected somehow.

Sam: How you feelin', anyway?

Nathan: I'm a little hungry.

Sam: No, I mean, do you feel like yourself? Anything strange, or different?

Nathan: Or demonic? Guys, how many times do I have to prove I'm me?

Bobby: Yeah. Well, listen. No demon's letting you loose out of the goodness of their hearts.

Rick: They've gotta have something nasty planned.

Nathan: Well, I feel fine.

Danielle: Okay, look, we don't know what they're planning. We got a pile of questions and no shovel. We need help.

Bobby: know a psychic. A few hours from here. Something this big, maybe she's heard the other side talking.

Dean: Hell yeah, it's worth a shot.

Bobby: I'll be right back

He walks away, leaving the room

Sam: Hey, wait. You probably want this back.

He reaches into his collar and pulls out a cord. It is NATHAN'S AMULET. He places it in Nathan's hand. Nathan looks at it, touched.

Nathan: Thanks.

Sam: Yeah, don't mention it.

Nathan puts the AMULET on)

Dean: Hey, what was it like?

Nathan: What, Hell? I don't know, I, I must have blacked it out. I don't remember a damn thing.

Danielle: Well, thank God for that.

Nathan: Yeah.

BATHROOM

Nathan flicks on the light and stares at himself in the mirror. He runs a hand over his chin and leans forward on the sink.

FLASHBACK

Closeup of Nathan's bloody, terrified face, with screams and eerie sounds.

PRESENT

Nathan pulls back from the mirror, blinking in confusion.

PARKING LOT

Bobby leads them down a set of steps

Bobby: She's about four hours down the Interstate. Try to keep up.

He gets in his car.

Dean: So you wanna drive?

He pulls the keys out of his pocket and tosses them to Nathan who catches them easily. He chuckles

Nathan: I almost forgot!

He runs his hand along the car lovingly

Nathan: Hey sweet girl. Did you miss me?

Sam and Rose rolls their eyes, exchanging a look with each other

Rick: Are we sure he's Sam's twin?

Nathan gets in the driver's seat as Sam gets in the shotgun. Dean, Rick, Rose, and Danielle in the back.

Nathan notices a I Pod plugged into the stereo. He and Dean sends Sam a dirty look. Sam smiles

Dean: What the fuck is that?

Sam: That's an IPod Jack.

Nathan rolls his eyes, glaring

Sam: It's......uh, um......it's Dani's

Danielle: Wow. Feeling the love, babe.

Dean: When you stole my car, I expected you to take care of her, not douche it up

Sam and Danielle exchanges a amused look

Sam: I thought it was my car too.

Nathan sneers as he turns the key.

Vision" by Jason Manns begins to play. Dean and Nathan rolls their eyes and glares at Sam again, looking pained.

Dean: Really?

Danielle and Sam shrugs innocently. Nathan rips the iPod out of the jack and tosses it in the back seat.

Rick: HEY!! WATCH IT!!!

ROAD-NIGHT

The Impala is parked on the side of the road with the hunters are having a talk.

Nathan: There's still one thing that's bothering me.

Sam: Yeah?

Nathan: Yeah, the night that I bit it. Or... got bit.

He chuckles at his own wit)

Nathan: How'd you make it out? I thought Lilith was going to kill you.

Danielle: She tried.

Sam: But she couldn't

Nathan looks confused.

Nathan: What do you mean she couldn't?

Sam: She fired this, like, burning light at me, and... didn't leave a scratch. Like I was immune or something.

Nathan: Immune?

Sam: Yeah. I don't know who was more surprised, her or me. She left pretty fast after that.

Nathan: How did you guys survive?

Rick: I don't know

Dean: Where's Ruby?

Sam: Pretty sure Matthias killed her.

Nathan nods his head

Sam: So.......she's dead. For now

Nathan: Good. Cause I was gonna find her ass and kill her myself.

Sam shallows a nervous gulp.

Nathan: You've been using freaky ESP crap?

Sam and Dean exchanges a look

Sam: No.

Dean: You sure about that?

Nathan: Because you know what happens to me when you do, right? I really hated those headaches I got.

Sam: Nothing, Nat. Look, you didn't want me to go down that road, so I didn't go down that road. It was practically your dying wish.

Rose: Good. Let's keep it that way

Rick pats Sam on the shoulder

Rick: Because you're gonna a Da-Da, Sammy.

Dean: Wait a minute.......Dean just thought of something.

Danielle: What and you're still doing that?

Dean: Yes Dean is

Everyone rolls their eyes

Dean: Considering Blondie's carrying Sammy Jr.......is he or she gonna.......

He clears his throat as Sam and Danielle exchanges a worried look. Danielle places her hand on her stomach

Danielle: Uh, considering what I am.........

Nathan: I'm getting a headache.

Rick: Same here. This is confusing.

Sam looks away clearly uneasy.

PAMELA'S HOUSE

They knock on the door. Pamela opens it. She is in her thirties, strong and beautiful with a ready smile.

Pamela: Bobby!

She grabs him into a hug, lifting him briefly off the ground.

The hunters shares a look

Bobby: You're a sight for sore eyes.

Pamela: I'm sorry about your daughter. She was a lovely girl

Nathan looks down with a sad look.

Pamela steps back and looks the hunters up and down appraisingly.

Pamela: Hold on.......Ellen's daughter? And Chris Snow's kids?

Danielle: Pamela

Rose: Pamela

Pamela: Wow, your voice got deep. I like it and you got handsome

Rick: You're just as beautiful as I remember.

He sends her a flirty smirk. Rose rolls her eyes.

Pamela: Oh my you can't be little Rosie

Rose: Hey Pam.

Pamela pulls her into a tight hug then pulls away and cups her cheeks

Pamela: How's Jo? Your mom?

Danielle: They're good. In Florida now.

Pamela looks the Winchester boys up and down

Pamela: So, these the boys?

Bobby: Nathan, Sam, Dean. This is Pamela Barnes, best damn psychic in the state.

Nathan: Hey

Sam: Hi

Dean: Sup.

Pamela: Mmm--mmm---mmm

She walks towards Nathan

Pamela: Nathan Winchester. Out of the fire and back in the frying pan, huh? Makes you a rare individual.

Nathan: If you say so

Pamela: Come on in

INSIDE

Pamela ushers them inside. Sam is the last one in, closing the door behind him.

Bobby: So, you hear anything?

Pamela: Well, I Ouija'd my way through a dozen spirits. No one seems to know who broke your boy out, or why.

Danielle: So what's next?

Pamela: A séance, I think. See if we can see who did the deed.

Bobby: You're not gonna... summon the damn thing here.

Pamela: No. I just want to get a sneak peek at it. Like a crystal ball without the crystal.

Nathan: I'm game.

SEANCE ROOM – DAY

Pamela spreads a black tablecloth covered in symbols over a small table. Sam, Dean, Danielle, and Rose look at it warily; Rick cocks his head as Pamela squats in front of a cabinet, revealing a scrawled tattoo across her lower back that reads:

Jesse Forever

Rick: Who's Jesse?

Pamela: Well he wasn't forever

Rick: His loss.

Pamela stands with several pillar candles in her hands, stops in front of Rick with a smirk.

Pamela: Might be your gain.

As she passes, Rick turns to Nathan and lowers his voice

Rick: Dude, I am so in

Nathan laughs, folding his arms

Nathan: Dude, she is gonna eat you alive.

Rick: Oh, I'm counting on it. Bring it

Pamela walks past, grinning at Nathan with a wink

Pamela: Oh you're invited too, honeycheeks

Nathan smirks as she walks away before turning to Rick, raising his eyebrows.

Rick: You are NOT invited.

Dean and Rose exchanges a look, having watched the two.

LATER

Pamela, Bobby, Rose, Danielle, Rick, Nathan, Sam, and Dean are sitting around a small table which now has six lighted candles in the center.

Pamela: Right. Take each other's hands.

They all take each others' hands.

Pamela: And I need to touch something our mystery monster touched.

She slides her hand along Nathan's inner thigh. He jumps.

Nathan: Whoa. Well, he didn't touch me there.

Pamela: My mistake.

Natha looks around, nervous, then takes off his outer shirt, pulls up his left t-shirt sleeve to reveal the brand. Sam stare at it shocked and looks at Dean

Pamela lays her hand on the BRAND.

Pamela: Okay.

Everyone closes their eyes as Pamela begins to chant

Pamela: I invoke, conjure, and command you, appear unto me before this circle. I invoke, conjure, and command you, appear unto me before this circle. I invoke, conjure, and command you, appear unto me before this circle.

A television flicks on to static; she continues)

Pamela: I invoke, conjure, and command... Castiel? No. Sorry, Castiel, I don't scare easy.

Dean: Castiel?

Pamela: Its name. It's whispering to me, warning me to turn back.

White noise and static continues, and the table begins to shake)

Pamela: I conjure and command you, show me your face. I conjure and command you, show me your face. I conjure and command you, show me your face. I conjure and command you, show me your face.

Rose: (as the white noise and rattling become more violent) Maybe we should stop.

Pamela: I almost got it. I command you, show me your face! Show me your face now!

Suddenly the candles flare up several feet in the air and Pamela begins to scream. Her eyes fly open and are filled with a white-hot flame. She collapses; the rattling, white noise, and flames die out.

Bobby: (catching her and lowering her to the floor) Call 9-1-1!

Danielle scrambles out of her chair and into the next room.

Rick crouches over Pamela and Bobby. She is conscious, but bleeding and burned. Her eyelids fly open to reveal black, empty sockets. She sobs.

Pamela: I can't see! I can't see! Oh god!

In the next room we can hear Danielle calling for an ambulance.

DINER

Nathan is sitting at a table giving his order to a waitress. Dean and Rose are sitting one side of the booth while Rick and Danielle are sitting on the other side of the booth

Sam enters talking on his phone

Sam: You bet

He sits down beside Danielle

Dean: What'd Bobby say?

Sam: Pam's stable. And out of I.C.U.

Rick: And blind, because of us.

Rose: And we still have no clue who we're dealing with.

Nathan: That's not entirely true.

Sam: No?

Nathan: We got a name. Castiel, or whatever. With the right mumbo-jumbo we could summon him, bring him right to us.

Dean: You're crazy.

Rick: Absolutely not.

Nathan: We'll work him over. I mean, after what he did?

Rose: Pam took a peek at him and her eyes burned out of her skull, and you want to have a face to face?

Nathan: You got a better idea?

Sam: Yeah, as a matter of fact I do. I followed some demons to town, right?

Nathan: Okay.

Sam: So, we go find them. Someone's gotta know something about something.

The WAITRESS reappears with two plates of pie. She sets them on the table.

Danielle: Thanks.

The WAITRESS then plops down in a chair at the end of the table. Nathan looks at her, smirking.

Nathan: You angling for a tip?

WAITRESS: I'm sorry. Thought you were looking for us.

Her eyes go demon-black for a moment; a UNIFORMED MAN by the counter and a COOK behind the counter also show the demon-black; the UNIFORMED MAN goes to the door, locks it, and stands in front of it.

Her eyes goes black then back to normal

WAITRESS: Nathan. To hell and back. Aren't you a lucky duck?

Nathan: That's me.

WAITRESS: So you get to just stroll out of the pit, huh? Tell me. What makes you so special?

Nathan: I like to think it's because of my perky nipples. I don't know. Wasn't my doing, I don't know who pulled me out.

Demon: Right. You don't.

Dean: We think it may have been----

Demon: Oh Matthias wouldn't think twice about showing his face. He's a traitor and you just brought his daughter and grandchild right to us.

Sam and Rick glares at her

Sam: Don't even look at her

Demon: Lying's a sin, you know?

Nathan: I'm not lying. But I'd like to find out, so if you wouldn't mind enlightening me, Flo...

Demon: Mind your tone with me, boy. I'll drag you back to hell myself.

Sam, who has been staring daggers at her through this exchange, shifts as if to attack. Dean holds a hand up and Sam stops, settles back into his seat.

Nathan: No, you won't.

Demon: No?

Nathan: No. Because if you were you would have done it already. Fact is, you don't know who cut me loose. And you're just as spooked as we are. And you're looking for answers. Well, maybe it was some turbo-charged spirit. Or, uh, Godzilla. Or some big bad boss demon. I'm guessing at your pay grade that they don't tell you squat. Because whoever it was, they want me out. And they're a lot stronger than you. So go ahead. Send me back. But don't come crawling to me when they show up on your front doorstep with some Vaseline and a fire hose.

Demon: I'm going to reach down your throat and rip out your lungs.

Nathan leans forward, a challenge in his eyes. He throws a right hook at her, which she takes. He throws another. She still does nothing but glare at them, looking more and more nervous.

Nathan: That's what I thought. Let's go, guys

They stand, and the demon sits there, fuming. Rose pulls a roll of cash out of her pocket and carefully peels off a ten dollar bill. She holds it up and drops it on the table like an insult.

Rose: For the pie.

OUTSIDE

Rick, Danielle, Sam, Dean, Nathan, and Rose walks out of the diner. Sam has his arm around his girlfriend.

Danielle: Holy crap, that was close.

Sam looks concerned

Sam: We're not just going to leave them in there, are we, guys?

Dean: Well yeah, there's three of them, probably more, and we've only got one knife between us.

Sam: I've been killing a lot more demons than that lately.

Nathan: Not anymore – the smarter twin's back in town.

Sam: Guys we've got to take 'em. They are dangerous.

Rick: They're scared shitless. Scared of whatever had the juice to yank Nat out.

Nathan: We're dealing with a bad mofo here. One job at a time.

MOTEL ROOM

Nathan is sleeping at the table over a large book, drooling on his arm. Dean and Rose are cuddled up on the couch. Sam has snuck out making sure to check on Danielle before leaving.

ROAD

Sam drives away in the Impala

MOTEL

As Nathan dozes, the television flicks on to the now-familiar static, and the radio starts whining as well. It wakes everyone. Dean quickly grabs a shotgun.

The painfully high-pitched noise begins again and everyone grabs their ears. A mirror on the ceiling shatters and rains broken glass down on him. Nathan crumples to the ground, clutching both ears as all the glass in the room shatters explosively. He screams.

Rick bursts into the room as more glass shatters.

Rick: GUYS!!!

ROAD

Rick is driving a stolen car with Nathan in the shotgun. Dean, Danielle, and Rose in the back. Nathan wipes blood from his face

Nathan: How you guys doing?

Rose: Aside from the church bells ringing in my fucking head, I'm golden

Danielle: And I'm four months pregnant, meaning I have to pee every five damn minutes, I'm fucking peachy.

Dean: I just went tickled in my underwear.

Nathan pulls out his phone and dials a number

DINER-NIGHT

Sam is in the IMPALA, staking out the diner full of demons. His cell phone rings; he answers it.

Sam: Hey.

Nathan: What are you doing?

Sam: Couldn't sleep, went to get a burger.

Nathan: In the car?

Sam: Force of habit, sorry. What are you doing up?

Nathan: Your baby mama had a craving for cheesecake so we're going to go get some cake.

Sam sighs, nodding his head.

Sam: Well, save some for me, huh?

Nathan: Done. Catch you later

He hangs up as Dean glares at his brother

Dean: Why the hell didn't you tell him?

Nathan: Because he just tried to stop us

Danielle: From what?

Nathan: Summoning this asshole. It's time we face this thing head on

Rick: You can't be serious!

Nathan: As a heart attack. It's high noon, baby.

Rose: We don't know what the hell this thing is. It could be a demon for all we know

Nathan: That's why we've got to be ready for anything.

He pulls out the demon killing knife

Nathan: We've got the big time magic knife, you've got an arsenal in the trunk.

Danielle: This idea sucks.

Nathan: Well one; I don't give a flying fuck what you think and two, bite me, blondie

Danielle: Choke on my nuts, asshat.

Nathan: What other choice do we have?

Dean: I choose life. Yes, I choose life.

Nathan: Whatever this thing wants, whatever this is, it's after me. That much we know, right? I've got no place to hide. I can either get caught with my pants down again, or we can make our stand.

Rick: Nat, we could use Sam on this.

Nathan: Nah, he's better off where he is.

DINER

Sam sneaks into the darkened diner and slips his lock-picking tools into his shirt pocket. A song is playing on the jukebox.

He sneaks in quietly, sees the COOK from earlier face-down on the floor, his hands bloody. Sam crouches and turns the man over; he is dead, his eyes burned out and drying blood caked on his cheeks. He stands.

A figure tackles him from behind – it is the DEMON WAITRESS. They trade blows for a few moments until Sam shoves her away. She too has empty, burned out eye sockets and blood trickling down her face. She looks both terrifying and terrified.

Sam: Your eyes.

Demon: I can still smell your soul a mile away.

Sam: It was here. You saw it.

Demon: (sobbing) I saw it.

Sam: What was it?

Demon: It's the end. We're dead. We're all dead.

Sam: What did you see?

Demon: Go to hell.

Sam: Funny. I was going to say the same thing to you.

He steps back, plants his feet, and shuts his eyes in concentration. He extends his right hand towards the demon. She heaves and begins to vomit black smoke into her hand; in seconds, the WAITRESS has collapsed to the floor as the Demon is sucked down into the Pit. Sam opens his eyes and crosses to the woman on the floor. He checks her pulse, sighs in disappointment.

Sam: Damn it.

The kitchen door opens and a woman comes out. He looks up, apparently not surprised to see her.

Ruby: Getting pretty slick there, Sam. Better all the time.

Sam stands and they share a smoldering look. He looks down at the corpse at his feet, his face falling.

Sam: What the hell is going on around here, Ruby?

Ruby: I wish I knew.

Sam: We were thinking some high level demon pulled Nat out.

Ruby: No way. Sam, human souls don't just walk out of Hell and back into their bodies easy. The sky bleeds, the ground quakes. It's cosmic. No demon can swing that. Not Lilith, not anybody.

Sam: Matthias? Could he have----

Ruby shakes her head

Ruby: Not even him and I'm still on his kill list, Sam. From what I hear, he knows what pulled Nat out but he's not telling anyone.

Sam: Then what can?

Ruby: Nothing I've ever seen before

Sam: About Dani.......my kid.....

Ruby: It's true, Sam. Your kid is the Destroyer of Worlds.

Sam's eyes widens in horror at hearing this, tears begins forming in his eyes as a lone one slowly rolls down his cheek

Sam: N-no.

WAREHOUSE-NIGHT

Rose draws a symbol with white spray paint on the cement floor. As he stands, we see that the entire floor, walls, and ceiling of the empty rectangular warehouse are covered in similar images.

Dean is sitting at a table setting up equipment.

Rick: Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. We are so stupid

Nathan: Dude, you've said that a million times already

Rick: And I'll keep saying it. We're so stupid and so fucked.

Dean: That's a hell of an art project you've got going there.

Rose glares at her husband

Rose: Traps and talismans from every faith on the globe.

Danielle: How you doin?

Dean: Stakes, iron, silver, salt, knife. I mean, we're pretty much set to catch and kill anything I've ever heard of.

Rick: This is still a bad idea.

Nathan: Yeah, Ric, I heard you the first ten times. What do you say we ring the dinner bell?

Rose nods reluctantly. She goes over to another desk, takes a pinch of some powder from a bowl, and sprinkles it into a larger bowl, which begins to smoke. She chants in Latin.

DINER

Ruby and Sam M are seated across from each other at a small table.

Ruby: So. Million dollar question, are you going to tell your brothers about what we're doing?

Sam: Yeah, I just gotta figure out the right way to say it.

Ruby: Does Dani know?

Sam: N-no but I'll tell her when the time is right. I'm doing this so I can raise my kid with her. I want to give my girls a normal life. I need time.

Ruby: Sam, they're going to find out and if it's not from you, they're gonna be pissed and Nat already wants to kill me.

Sam: They're going to be pissed anyway. I mean, Dean's so hardheaded about this ESP crap and Nat.......oh God......he's gonna.....

Ruby nods her head

Ruby: Most likely and when that happens, they'll find out so you need to tell them. I'll take a step back for a while

Sam: Ruby, you.....

Ruby: I'm not exactly in your brothers fanclub. Hell, your girl's dad wants to rip me to pieces and eat my heart. They're your brothers and I'm not going to come between you

Sam: I don't know if I'm doing is that. Hell, I don't even know if I trust you

Ruby: But deep down, you know you do trust me, Sammy. Remember, you're doing this for your kid.

Sam: I want to keep going. I don't want to raise my kid in this life. I want a normal apple life with the love of my life.

WAREHOUSE

Rick, Dean, and Nathan are sitting opposite from Danielle on the tables, swinging their legs and looking bored

Rick: You sure you did this right?

Rose gives him a look. Dean raises his arms up

Dean: Sorry. Touchy. Touchy.

Rose: Do you want to see me naked again?

Dean: I'll shut up.

Nathan and Danielle smiles in amusement and Rick rolls his eyes

As if on cue, a loud rattling shakes the roof. Dean, Nathan, and Rick arm themselves with shotguns and take positions at the far end of the warehouse.

Dean: Wishful thinking, but maybe it's just the wind.

The door bursts open and a handsome man in a business suit and trenchcoat stalks in Castiel

The light bulbs above his head shatter in a shower of sparks as he passes them. As he approaches. The boys open fire, but the shots do not even slow him down.

Nathan takes the Knife as Castiel gets close.

Nathan: Who are you?

Castiel: I'm the one who gripped you tight and raised you from perdition.

Nathan: Yeah. Thanks for that.

He rears back and plunges the Knife into Castiel's chest and hits heart without any effects. Castiel looks down, unconcerned, and pulls it out, drops it to the floor.

Behind him, Rick attacks; without looking, Castiel grabs Rick's weapon and uses it to swing him around. Castiel touches Rick on the forehead with fingertips and Rick crumples to the ground.

Rose: Ric!

Danielle: Ric!

They walk towards them but Castiel holds up his hand.

Castiel: We need to talk, Nathan. Alone.

He snaps his fingers and Danielle, Rose, and Dean drops to the floor knocked out. Nathan stares in shock shallowing hard.

Nathan kneels over Danielle, checking her pulse then glares at Castiel

Castiel: She is fine. They all are.

Nathan: You do know she-----

Castiel: Pregnant? Yes. Danielle Harvelle is carrying the Destroyer of Worlds inside her. A powerful being.

Nathan: Who are you?

Castiel: Castiel

Nathan: Yeah, I figured that much, I mean what are you?

Castiel: I'm an Angel of the Lord.

Nathan: Get the hell out of here. There's no such thing.

Castiel: This is your problem, Nathan. You have no faith.

Lightning flashes, and on Castiel's back great shadowy wings appear, stretching off into the distance. The light goes out and the image disappears.

Nathan: Some angel you are. You burned out that poor woman's eyes.

Castiel: I warned her not to spy on my true form. It can be... overwhelming to humans, and so can my real voice. But you already knew that.

Nathan: You mean the gas station and the motel. That was you talking? (Castiel nods.) Buddy, next time, lower the volume.

Castiel: That was my mistake. Certain people, special people, can perceive my true visage. I thought you would be one of them. I was wrong.

Nathan: And what visage are you in now, huh? What, holy tax accountant?

Castiel: This? This is... a vessel.

Nathan: You're possessing some poor bastard?

Castiel: He's a devout man, he actually prayed for this.

Nathan: Well, I'm not buying what you're selling, so who are you really?

Castiel: (frowning) I told you.

Nathan: Right. And why would an angel rescue me from Hell?

Castiel: Good things do happen, Nathan

Nathan: Not in my experience.

Castiel: What's the matter? You don't think you deserve to be saved?

Nathan: Why'd you do it?

Castiel: Because God commanded it. Because we have work for you.