Supernatural

Amara. I'm thinking Jack kills her.

Then there's no God, there's no Darkness.

World saved.

It's time to clear the board.

It's time to start unwinding whole worlds.

We want to take your brother down...

We need your help... Our pal Jack,

he'll be strong enough to trap Chuck.

I'll think about it.

Yo, Feathers.

We're on the same side. Against Chuck.

I'm on Death's side.

When her plan works,

I finally get to go back to sleep.

Hello, Dean.

I gave Jack the last step

of his transformation.

Do we have a problem?

There's something you and Sam, you need to know.

Chuck's done with all the other worlds,

and he'll be here any day,

and when he does, Jack's gonna die.

How can you keep me in the dark

about something so huge?!

'Cause I know you couldn't handle it!

No! This is how we end Chuck!

Just stop!

Welcome home, brother.

- Nothing? You sure? - Yes.

I'd sequestered myself in the archives

of the Basilica of Guadeloupe,

chasing down a rumor of a spell so powerful

it could, quote, "wound God Himself."

But it turns out it was just that... a rumor.

I just...

I don't know what else to do.

That's alright. We'll find a way.

Just get home.

That Cass?

So that's how it's gonna be?

You give me the silent treatment?

I'm not sure what you want me to say.

That you get it.

Like, I said, killing Amara, Jack dying...

That's the only way.

"The only way."

"Our one shot," "our last chance."

You ever get tired of saying stuff like that?

We don't have to like it, alright,

but you and me, we gotta get it done.

Sam, Dean.

We should talk.

My brother has returned.

That means it's time.

Did he contact you?

He's made himself known.

How do you intend to cage him?

When God caged me, he had four archangels.

Do you have four archangels?

Nope. We got one Jack.

I wish we'd gotten to know one another.

That's my fault.

Maybe when all of this is over, we can?

He's been juicing himself up, getting stronger.

But I need to complete a final ritual.

What do you need me to do?

Just want to let you know, you are saving our asses here.

You're saving the whole world's ass.

I haven't saved anything yet.

But when the time comes, we can count on you, right?

Like I told you when we first met,

"You and I will always help each other."

You're angry with me.

No, I'm not angry. I...

You're disappointed?

Jack, look...

I wish you'd have been up front with us.

But sacrificing your life

for a cause

takes a lot of courage.

I still think it's wrong, though.

Alright, we're all set.

Jack, why don't you go get your stuff.

I'm thinking we leave now, we'll make Santa Fe

by tomorrow morning.

Yeah, um, I'm not coming.

What? You and Jack got this covered.

Chuck is back. You wanna take a knee?

That's not what I'm doing.

Wh...

You don't even have any leads.

What do you have, Dean? Honestly?!

What, Billie's sending you to Santa Fe to... to meet up with

her mystery guest that's gonna perform the "final ritual,"

or whatever that is, and turn Jack into a suicide bomb?

Sam, you and me, we have to do this, it's in the book!

Chuck's "Death Book," right?

Come on, man! Blindly following orders?!

Lying to Amara, sending her to her death?

Does any of this feel right to you?!

It doesn't matter how we feel!

You know what?

Stay. Stay.

But somebody's gotta be the grownup here.

Yeah, well, someone has to keep fighting for Jack.

He knows what he signed up for!

Last I checked, we don't give up on family.

Jack's not family.

I know how you feel about the kid, okay.

I care for him, too. I do.

But he's not like you.

He's not like Cass.

He's just not.

I'm...

I'm ready.

Well, then, let's hit the road.

Sam.

Stayed behind to find another way?

I would've done the same.

Hey, sis.

You check out my light show the other night?

It's pretty rad? You've been ending worlds.

And now you've come for this one?

Saved the best for last.

And then what?

You know, I've been asking myself that question

a lot lately... What happens after the end?

And I have an idea,

but I need your help.

No. Absolutely not.

Come on! You know the rules.

I can create, I can destroy, but I can't do a hard reset...

Reboot everything... Without you.

Not happening.

The Winchesters have gotten to you?

Figures... you and Dean have that whole weird... thing.

That wasn't you? Writing?

Not that part.

Gross.

Well, I'm not on Dean's side.

And I'm not on yours.

Someone needs to defend this world.

Please! You don't care about any of this.

I do... and so should you.

Walk with me.

Okay, I'm walking. We're walking.

You never slow down, do you?

Take a breath...

Revel in this wonderful thing you created.

Right... and this is where you drop some sappy crap about

how "perfect" my first tree was or whatever.

Wasn't it, though... perfect?

Yeah, it was pretty sweet.

It was a fern.

I was obsessed with fractals.

Now you want to annihilate it?

All of it.

No.

You don't understand.

I think I do.

You want to evaporate every kernel of existence

because the Winchesters won't do what you say.

It's not about that.

It's about everywhere I look, I'm reminded of my failures.

Like, why did I go with carbon-based life?

Why not silicon?

Or yttrium?

Zeroing out... starting fresh.

That's what I need.

None of this was a failure... Not a tree, not a human...

Humans! Humans are the worst.

Lame, disappointing.

They ruin everything they touch.

And they're just so boring!

I'm over them.

What about your first children?

Heaven? Really?

Look, I appreciate the effort, but none of this

really lights my wick anymore.

So...

Remind me, how does your wick

feel about fans?

- Is that really...?! - It is!

- It's him. - This is amazing!

- He's so handsome. - He's everything.

My God! I mean...

My you!

Could... Could you sign this for me?

Sure.

You are the way

and the truth and the light.

Cool. Make it out to Talli.

Actually, um, Crystal.

Talli's a nickname.

Actually, could you make it... Okay!

Don't worry... they're not gone,

they're just... away.

Oof, I guess "Don't meet your idols"

goes both ways, am I right?

So, meeting those mouth-breathers