Supernatural

She's uh...

Meg.

She's a demon, Sam.

Remember me? I sure remember you, Clarence.

I learned that from the pizza man.

She's running. Which means you're running from Crowley.

My name is Naomi. We rescued you.

They're controlling us, Castiel!

Kill him! This is a direct order!

What did I just do?

You tell the winchesters that Samandriel had been...

Compromised.

You acted in... Self-defense.

Cass, you okay?

There's another tablet? So, another Word of God.

The Angel Tablet, Castiel.

Crowley knows.

God built a series of tests.

When you've done all three, you can slam the Gates of Hell.

Sam, I didn't pass a test.

But I did. And I'm doing the rest of them.

Cass, you got your ears on?

You keep a lookout for my little brother, okay?

No, Cass. No!

No, Cass, don't. Please.

No hesitation.

Quick. Brutal.

Everything's back in order.

Finally.

You're ready.

What the hell is this?

Spear of Destiny?

What is this -- God's toothpick?

You know, would it have killed these asshats

to label these boxes

in something other than hieroglyphics?

It's ridiculous.

Hey. You listening to me?

Yeah.

It's, uh... Fascinating stuff.

You should probably, uh,

write it all down in your journal

for the archives, you know?

Yeah, thanks. You're a lot of help.

Hey, Doc Holliday, you all right over there?

Uh, yeah.

Um... I'm fine.

Just, uh, wrong pipe.

Well, hello.

These Men of Letters weren't so boring after all.

Konnichiwa.

Hey, check this out.

What is wrong with you?

What's wrong with me?

You kidding me? This is a first edition, dude.

You know what this would go for on eBay?

No. Why? Do you?

No.

Maybe.

Shut up.

You find anything?

I did, yeah --

uh, dead bodies showing up all over the Midwest last week.

Benton, Indiana; Downers Grove, Illinois;

uh, Novi, Michigan;

and then again last night in Lincoln Springs, Missouri.

And how is this us?

Because each of the victims had severe burns

around their eyes, hands, and feet,

puncture wounds through the backs of their hands,

eyes and internal organs liquefied.

That sounds like us.

Yeah.

Also, no link between any of the victims.

Uh, one was a real-estate agent.

Another was a local historian.

Woman killed last night was a teacher.

So, chupacabra.

What do we got? Power tools gone rogue?

Wait -- are we talking

a-a "Maximum Overdrive" situation here?

I don't know.

Worth a shot, though.

I'll grab my gear. We should probably leave in five.

Mm-hmm.

'Less, of course, you need some more time with Miss October.

What?

Oh.

Yeah. Yeah, make it 10.

Sam: We just have a few routine follow-up questions

about your wife, sir.

Did she have any enemies?

Ann?

Honestly, I can't think of a soul who'd want to hurt her,

even after everything that happened.

Everything that happened?

About a week ago, something changed in Ann.

She was out of sorts, not herself at all.

Out of sorts how?

It'd be better if I show you.

She stopped sleeping.

She stopped eating.

She went out in the middle of the night,

going God knows where.

I tried to talk to her, but, uh...

She would just mutter to herself.

About what?

Something... about an orchard?

Finally, I just followed her one night,

and she went to the playground.

Over here -- the elementary school.

And she started digging.

She would leave with these little bags full of dirt.

Hung them here.

All these bags represent holes that she dug in the ground.

Were these holes, uh -- I don't know -- 6 feet deep?

No.

She dug for hours.

She never broke a sweat.

Straight down 10, maybe 15 feet.

Did you notice anything else?

I didn't say anything to the cops

'cause I didn't want them to think I was crazy.

After Ann came home,

I came down here to confront her,

and she was on the phone.

Any idea who she was talking to?

No.

But I know what I saw.

And it wasn't my Annie.

After I called her out, her eyes...

they turned black.

Now, I-I know I must have imagined it.

I know I did. But I-I left.

I went to the bar, probably had too much to drink,

and by the time I came back...

...my Annie was, uh...

I should have stayed.

I should have protected her.

I'm moving into my sister's place today.

I can't be here anymore.

Sure.

Well, um, thank you very much for your time.

We're both very sorry for your loss.

So, somebody's killing demons. Well, that is awesome.

I feel like we should send a card or flowers.

What kind of flower says "thanks for killing demons"?

Yeah, but who's killing demons? And why?

And, by the way, since when does a demon possess someone,

then go all "Beautiful Mind"

and -- and start digging in the dirt?

Does any of this seem right to you?

I like the part about killing demons. That sounds right.

Sure.

Of course.

Well, thank you very much for all your help.

I really appreciate the time.

All right. Bye.

So, real-estate guy's wife said he was acting weird.

Uh, historian's hubby said the same --

just got all obsessive and then weird.

No one saw any black eyes,

but still, where there's smoke, you know...

I wonder what they're all looking for.

Well, Wendy Rice here was the last person

to speak with Ann, so let's see if she can tell us.

Special Agent lynne.

This is my partner, Special Agent Tandy.

We'd like to ask you a few questions about Ann Morton.

Oh.

Uh, uh, uh, of course. Please come in.

I had never met her

before she called the other night.

Now, why was she calling you?

She was looking to find an original map of the city.

Did she say what for?

Well, she -- she didn't, but she did mention

an -- an old orchard that had gone missing.

Missing?

This -- this town was wiped from the earth

by one of the river's 100-year floods.

It was -- it was rebuilt.

But all the original records were -- were lost.

I'm -- I'm a PhD candidate.

And this -- this is my research.

I, uh...

My dissertation is -- is on the history of this town

and, uh, its connection to the Underground Railroad

and -- and -- and whatnot.

I've been working to re-create a map for years

as part of my research,

and this -- this is the old Jakubiak orchard there.

I found out yesterday it's where Downey meets Bond Street.

Now, did Ann say why she was looking

for the site of an old orchard?