51. In the Beginning

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INT. MOTEL ROOM

Dean and Penelope were asleep. Conor had chosen to stay at Bobby's, still adjusting to being back. Sam paused and looked at them before leaving the room.

EXT. MOTEL

A car pulled up. Sam got in the passenger's side.

Ruby, who was driving, asked, "Ready?"

"Definitely," Sam replied.

INT. MOTEL ROOM

Dean was dreaming. His face was terrified and he screamed. He and Penelope woke to find Castiel sitting on his bed.

"Hello, Dean," Castiel greeted. "What were you dreaming about? Hello, Penelope. What were you dreaming about?"

Dean frowned. "What, do you get your freak on by watching other people sleep? What do you want?"

"Listen to me. You have to stop it."

"Stop what?" Dean and Penelope asked.

Castiel put two fingers to Dean's forehead and two to Penelope's.

EXT. STREET

Dean was sleeping on a bench.

An officer tapped one of the bench legs. "Move it buddy -- you can't sleep here."

"Okay... sleep... where?" Dean asked.

"Anywhere but here."

Dean tried to make a call on his cell, but got no signal. "Perfect."

He got up and entered Jay Bird's Diner.

Penelope was asleep on another bench and was awoken by a tapping. "Ma'am, you can't sleep here."

She huffed. "Then where?"

"Anywhere but here."

She pulled out her phone and tried to call a number, but had no signal. "Great. Where's a good place to get some coffee?"

The officer pointed to a diner and Penelope entered Jay Bird's Diner.

She noticed Dean and asked quietly, "What the hell is going on here?"

"Beats me. You okay?"

"Yeah. Are you?"

"Yeah. Just super confused."

"You're not the only one."

Dean and Penelope sat at the diner's counter, Dean next to a young man.

"Hey, where the hell are we?" Dean asked.

"Jay Bird's Diner," the young man replied.

"Yeah, thanks. I mean, uh... city and state."

"Lawrence, Kansas."

"Lawrence," Dean repeated.

"Hey, are you okay, buddy?"

"Yeah, tough night," Dean said.

"Hey, uh, two coffees here, Reg," the young man said.

"Okay, coming right up," Reg replied.

Reg nodded. "Sure thing, miss."

Dean pulled his cell from his coat pocket. "Can you tell me where I can get reception on this thing?"

The young man looked at the phone. "The USS Enterprise?"

Dean and Saoirse looked at Reg as he brought the coffees over. Reg was dressed in 1970s hippie gear.

"Thanks... nice threads," Dean commented. "You know Sonny and Cher broke up, right?"

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