Supernatural - Thirteenth Season

No!

Goodbye, Cass.

Father.

Jack is a nephilim.

He's half-human and half-angel.

Lucifer's son.

So apparently, he can take an angel blade in the heart

and keep on tickin'.

The lore says, "A nephilim becomes more powerful

than the angel who sired it."

A wraith. It slurpees your brain, sucks you dry.

A wraith will show its true form in a mirror.

Howdy, boys.

You're hurting my friends!

Jack saved us. Proves nothing.

Even if he hasn't gone Big Bad yet, he will.

You don't know that. Yeah, I do.

'Cause when have things ever gone right for us?

If you're right?

If I'm right, and it comes to killing you,

I'll be the one to do it.

Hello?

Sorry. I was just closing up.

But...

Come in.

Seems like something's on your mind.

Yeah.

A lot, actually.

So... what can I help you with?

Shouldn't you know already?

Sign out front says you're psychic.

I'm a psychic counselor, not a mind reader.

I read energies, auras.

Can you read mine?

Close your eyes.

Can't let you run away.

Especially now that I know.

What? No. No! Please, no.

Shh.

No.

You're the real deal.

Oh, please. No. Please, don't.

Shut up.

Please, you don't have to.

Please.

Pl--

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Who is it?

Uh, it's me. Uh, Sam.

Hey.

Just checking in.

You haven't come out since we set you up.

That's fine. I mean, it's -- it's all --

it's all been pretty insane, I'm sure.

But, um...

Anyway, I-I brought you something.

Please, have a seat.

Um, before you were born, your mom left you a message.

And I know you have a bunch of questions.

Hopefully, this is a start.

Right. Yeah, here. I'll, uh...

There you go.

Just push this button right here.

Whenever you're ready.

Thank you.

Hi, Jack. It's, uh...

I'm your mom.

Uh, I guess I should tell you,

um, I always wanted to be a mom.

I played with dolls.

I was that kind of girl.

And daydream about my baby.

Hello? Sam Winchester?

It's good to hear your voice.

Missouri.

Wow, it's been, uh...

I know. A long time.

Sorry to be a stranger.

That's all right. How are ya?

Honestly?

I could use some help.

Jack, don't let anyone tell you who you're supposed to be,

because who you're supposed to be isn't fate.

It isn't me. It isn't your father.

You are who you choose to be.

And I know you're gonna be okay.

You are gonna be amazing.

You have an angel watching over you.

Yeah. Yeah.

No, I-I hear ya.

Yeah, thank you, Jody. Yeah.

What's up?

You'll never believe this.

I got a call from Missouri Moseley.

Wow. What's it been? Like, a decade?

More.

- How is she? - Not great.

She said she got out of the life for a while,

but something happened, and she needed help with a case,

so I-I put Jody on it.

Why would you do that?

Because we need to stay here.

We need to help Jack learn how to control his powers.

Jody can handle this.

Yeah, maybe she can.

Or maybe she ends up dead because you wanted

to skip out on her to babysit the Antichrist.

Dean, we need him.

No, don't.

Mom -- Don't. You --

If you wanna stay here and Mr. Miyagi this kid,

knock yourself out.

I didn't sign up for that, so I'm gonna go to work.

I appreciate the favor. Thank you very much.

Talked to him. Everything's okay.

So the victim, Dede, was a friend of yours?

My protégé. She was like a daughter to me.

The closest to kin I had in my life these days.

Always did love that car.

Dean Winchester.

Missouri. Jody.

Not sure which one to hug first.

Hey.

Oh, honey.

I'm sorry for your losses.

Well, leave it to a psychic

to cut right through the small talk, huh?

Come here. Hey.

How ya doin'?

Dandy.

What'd the Sheriff have to say?

Victim was found

with a hole at the base of her skull

and her brains...

Sorry.

You thinkin' what I'm thinkin'?

Wraith.

No forced entry.

Excuse me, dears.

Missouri reads objects. It's kind of her thing.

He pretended to be a customer,

said he needed help.

Dede always was a soft touch.

He is a wraith.

But he's picked up a taste

for our kind.

He feeds on psychics?

Yes, he does.

Oh.

Missouri? Oh.

Missouri, you okay?

Oh.

James!

Train me?

To what?

I've seen what you can do, Jack.

You're powerful, but you have to learn to control it,

you know, to focus.

So I don't hurt anyone anymore.

Exactly.

See this pencil?

I want you to move it.

With your mind.

That's it?

That's it.

Hello?

James? Baby? Mom?

I know I'm not supposed to call, but this is important.

Let me guess. You had a vision.

Yes. You have to believe me.

James, something bad is coming.

It's coming for you and Pa--

I want you to go to Buckhead, Georgia.

This is the address.

My son, James, he lives there

with my granddaughter, Patience.

This wraith, he'll be coming for them.

That's what I saw.

All right, well, let's go.

No, I'm...It...

I just complicate things.

James won't have anything to do with me.

Why not?

He has his reasons.

I'll just stay behind, say my farewells to Dede.

I don't like that at all. You don't have to like it.

You just have to do it.

You save my family.

You hear me, Dean Winchester?

Yes, ma'am.

Good.

And thank you.

I can't.

Nothing.

I'm useless.

All right, all right.

Jack, when you did use your powers,

what was it like?

I don't...

It was like...