[The Rapture]
EXT. PIER
Dean was fishing at the end of a pier and Castiel appeared and said, "We need to talk."
"I'm dreaming, aren't I?" Dean realized.
"It's not safe here. Some place more private."
"More private? We're inside my head."
"Exactly. Someone could be listening."
"Cas, what's wrong?"
"Meet me here." He handed Dean a piece of paper. "Go now."
Dean looked up and Castiel was gone from the pier.
INT. MOTEL ROOM
Dean woke up with a gasp.
INT. WAREHOUSE - SAME NIGHT
Dean, Sam and Francesca walked through the warehouse, flashlights on.
"Well, what did he say, Dean?" Sam asked. "What was so important?"
"If I knew, would we be here?" Dean shot back.
The hunters ascended a set of stairs.
Dean continued. "What the hell?"
"It looks like a bomb went off," Sam noted.
"There was a fight here," Francesca realized.
"Between who?"
Dean's flashlight beam landed on a symbol painted in blood on the wall. "Check it out. Look familiar?"
"Yeah, it does," Sam and Francesca replied.
"And used something like that to wish the angels back to the cornfield."
"So, what?" Sam asked. "Cas was fighting angels?"
"I don't know."
Francesca found the angel in the rubble and she and Dean called, "Sam. Cas? Cas. Hey, Cas?"
Jimmy Novak looked around. "What's...? What's...? What's going on?"
Dean glanced at him. "Just take it easy. Take it easy."
"Oh," Jimmy realized. "No."
"Cas, you okay?" Sam asked.
"Ugh," Jimmy said. "Castiel. I'm not Castiel. It's me."
"Who's 'me'?"
"Jimmy. My name's Jimmy."
Dean frowned. "Where the hell is Castiel?"
"He's gone."
MOTEL ROOM
Jimmy sat at a table and devoured a hamburger while Dean, Sam and Francesca watched.
"Mmm," Jimmy hummed.
"You mind slowing down?" Dean said. "You're gonna give me angina."
"I'm hungry."
"When's the last time you ate?" Francesca questioned.
"I don't know. Months."
Jimmy took another bite of his hamburger and continued eating ravenously. "Mmm. Mmm. Mmm!"
"What the hell happened back there?" Sam asked. "It looked like angel battle royale."
"All I remember is a flash of light and I, uh... I woke up and I was just, your know, like, me again."
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