{13.23} 𝙻𝚎𝚝 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚁𝚘𝚕𝚕 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 1

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"That's trouble." Mary Says

"Ginger trouble-the worst kind. Anyways..without an archangel, it's not like we can go back home. And I'm not sure I'd want to. I..I like it here." Bobby Says

"Glad you do." Mary Says

Bobby looks down as if embarrassed and notices something on the path.

"Is that..." Bobby Says

"Blood." Mary Says

They follow the blood further until they get to a large blood-streaked rock. On the other side of the rock, is Maggie is lying on the ground, blood along one side of her head

"Maggie." Mary Says

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THE BUNKER

Sam and Dean are walking down a hallway in the bunker from the kitchen.

"Kid did great." Dean Says

"Yeah, no kidding." Sam Says

"I mean, he keeps this up, and..." Dean Says

"And what?" Sam Asks

"I don't know." They stop walking, he turns to Sam.
"Hey, you remember...remember when you asked if we could stop it? All the evil in the world?" Dean Says

"Yeah." Sam Says

"If we could...really change things? Well, maybe with Jack, we can." Dean Says

"Maybe you're right. But then what will we do?" Sam Says

"Mm. Yeah..This." He holds a beer he has been carrying and Sam looks down at his "A whole lot of this. But on a beach somewhere, you know? Can you imagine?" Dean Says

"Uh.." Sam Says

"All of us you, me, Lena, Cass, and Corinna toes in the sand, couple of them little umbrella drinks. Us three wearing matching Hawaiian shirts, obviously." Dean Says

"You talking about retiring?, You?" Sam Says

"If I knew the world was safe? Hell, yeah. You know marry Lena, have more kids probably two more.
And you know why? 'Cause we freaking earned it, man." Dean Says

"I'll drink to that." Sam Says, holding up his beer.

"Yeah. Hell, yeah." Dean Says

Sam's phone rings and he reaches inside his pocket, he picks it up and the screen reads Corinna.

"Oh I gotta take this." Sam Says

"Corinna." Dean Says

"Yeah, later." Sam Says

Sam continues down the hallway as he answers the phone while Dean turns to another hallway and approaches his bedroom door.

He stops as if to listen to something and then continues down the hall, away from his bedroom door. He enters Jack's room, where Jack is
sleeping and talking in his sleep.

"Stop! No!" Jack Says

"Jack?" He touches Jack's shoulder to wake him.
"Hey." Dean Says

Jack jumps up, anxious and disoriented. Dean holds out his hand towards Jack to calm him.

"Hey, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Easy. You're just having a bad dream." Dean Says

"Sorry." Jack Says, breathing heavily.

"It's okay. You don't have to apologize. I have 'em, too. All the time." Dean Says

"You do?" Jack Says

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