The Monster at the End of This Book

Dean is reclining on the bed, flipping through a book and frowning Sarah is in the bathroom she hasn't been feeling well for sometime and she's worried and Sam is seated by the window with his laptop, Dean says "This is freakin' insane. How's this guy know all this stuff?" Sam says "You got me." Dean says "Everything is in here. I mean everything from the racist truck to --- to me having sex I'm full-frontal in here, dude. he gets up and crosses to Sam "How come we haven't heard of them before?" Sam says "They're pretty obscure. I mean, almost zero circulation. Uh, started in '05. The publisher put out a couple dozen before going bankrupt. And, uh, the last one – "No Rest For The Wicked" – he turns the laptop towards Dean, displaying a web site listing the books "Ends with you going to hell."

Sarah comes out of the bathroom feeling much better, Dean says "I reiterate. Freaking insane. browsing the site "Check it out. There's actually fans. There's not many of them, but still. Did you read this?" Sam says "Yeah." Dean says "Although for fans, they sure do complain a lot. Listen to this – Simpatico says "the demon story line is trite, clichéd, and overall craptastic." Yeah, well, screw you, Simpatico. We lived it." Sarah says "Yeah. Well, keep on reading. It gets better." Dean says "There are "Sam girls" and "Dean girls" and – what's a "slash fan"?" Sarah says "As in... Sam-slash-Dean. Together." Dean says "Like, together together?" Sam says "Yeah." Dean says "They do know we're brothers, right?" Sarah says "Doesn't seem to matter." Dean says "Oh, come on. That... That's just sick. he shuts the laptop in disgust "We got to find this Carver Edlund." Sam says "Yeah, that might not be so easy." Sarah asks "Why not?" Sam says "No tax records, no known address. Looks like "Carver Edlund" is a pen name." Dean says "Somebody's gotta know who he is."

Inside Publisher's house Daytime, Sarah, Sam and Dean are meeting with the publisher of the "Supernatural" series: a young, attractive woman in a long sweater. She is eager but appears both a little nervous and somewhat skeptical of their intentions Sam says "So you published the "Supernatural" books?" Publisher says "Yep. Yeah. Gosh. These books... You know, they never really got the attention they deserved. All anybody wants to read anymore is that romance crap. You know – "Doctor Sexy, M.D."? scoffs "Please." Sam says "Right. Well, we're hoping that our article can... shine a light on an underappreciated series." Publisher says "Yeah, yeah, because, you know, if we got a little bit of good press then m-maybe we could start publishing again." Dean says "No, no, no, no. God, no. I mean, why – why would you want to do that? You know, it's, uh, such a complete series, what with Dean going to hell and all."

Publisher getting very emotional "Oh, my god! That was one of my favorite ones, because Dean was so... strong... and sad and brave. And Sam... I mean, the best parts are when they'd cry. You know, like in – In "Heart," when Sam had to kill Madison, the first woman since Jessica he really loved. And in "Home," when Dean had to call John and ask him for help and when Sarah and Dean get engaged, Dean says "Real men?" Publisher says "I mean, no offense. How often do you cry like that, hmm?" Dean says "Well, right now, I'm crying on the inside."

Publisher says "Is that supposed to be funny?" Dean says "Lady, this whole thing is funny." Publisher says "How do I know you three are legit, hmm?" Sarah says "Oh, trust me. We, uh... we're legit." Publisher says "Well, I don't want any smart-ass article making fun of my boys." Sam says "No! No, no, no. Never." Stammering, Dean says "We – We are actually, um... big fans." Publisher says "Hmm. You've read the books?" Dean says "Cover to cover." Sam says "Um-hmm." Publisher says "What's the year and model of the car?" Dean says "It's a 1967 Chevy Impala." Publisher says "What's May 2nd?" Sam says "That's my – Uh... that's Sam's birthday." Dean says "January 24th is Dean's." Publisher asks "Sam's score on the LSAT?" Sarah says "One... Looking at Dean at a loss "Seventy-four?"

Publisher asks "Dean's favorite song?" Dean says "It's a tie. Between Zep's "Ramble On" and "Traveling Riverside Blues." Publisher asks "Okay. Okay. What do you want to know?" Sarah asks "What's Carver Edlund's real name?" Publisher says "Oh, no. I – No. Sorry, I can't do that." Sam says "We just want to talk to him. You know, get the "Supernatural" story in his own words." Publisher says "He's very private. It's like Salinger." Sam says "Please. Like I said – we are, um... he unbuttons his shirt, cringing a little, to reveal his demon-protection "... big... big fans." Publisher says "Awesome. You know what? I got one, too." Dean says "Whoa. You are a fan." Publisher says "Okay. she scribbles something on a pad of paper "His name's Chuck Shurley and he's a genius, so don't piss him off."

Inside Chuck's House Daytime, A printer, which is spitting out several pages, Chuck comes into view wearing boxers, an undershirt, and a bathrobe, and stuffing the end of a slice of pizza in his mouth. He sits at the desk, pulls the pages from the printer, and clears his throat Chuck reading "Sarah, Sam and Dean and Dean approached the run-down..." sighs, makes a correction on the page ""...approached the ramshackle house with trepidation." Outside Chuck's House, Dean, Sarah and Sam get out of the Impala ""Did they really want to learn the secrets that lay beyond that door?" Sarah, Sam and Dean stop in front of the door, share a look, and shrug "Sarah, Sam and Dean "Sam and Dean traded soulful looks."

Back inside Chuck's House, "Then, with determination, Dean pushed the doorbell with forceful... determination." The doorbell rings. He looks up, nervous, then goes to answer it Dean asks "You Chuck Shurley?" Sam says "The Chuck Shurley who wrote the "Supernatural" books?" Chuck says "Maybe, Why?" Dean says "I'm Dean, This is Sam and this is Sarah. The Dean, Sam and Sarah you've been writing about." Chuck closes the door. Dean rings the bell again and Chuck opens the door "Look, uh... I appreciate your enthusiasm. Really, I do. It's, uh, it's always nice to hear from the fans. But, uh, for your own good, I strongly suggest you get a life." he tries to shut the door, but Dean puts out a hand to stop it."

Dean says "See, here's the thing we have a life. You've been using it to write your books." He shoves the door open and enters, forcing Chuck to back up into the house "Now, wait a minute. Now, this isn't funny." Dean says "Damn straight, it's not funny." Sam asks "Look, we just want to know how you're doing it." Chuck says "I'm not doing anything." Sarah asks "Are you a hunter?" Chuck says "What? No. I'm a writer." Dean then asks "Then how do you know so much about demons? He advances on Chuck , who falls onto the couch "And Tulpas, and changelings?" Chuck says "Is this some kind of Misery thing? Ah, it is, isn't it? It's a "Misery" thing!" Dean says "No, it's not a "Misery" thing. Believe me, we are not fans!" Chuck asks "Well, then, what do you want?!" Sarah says "I'm Sarah, this is Dean and this is Sam." Chuck says "Sarah, Sam and Dean are fictional characters. I made them up! They're not real!"

Dean opens the trunk of the Impala, displaying the arsenal and Chuck asks "Are those real guns?" Dean says "Yup. This is real rock salt, these are real fake IDs." Chuck says "Well, I got to hand it to you guys. You really are my number one fans." Still very nervous, That's, that's awesome. So, I-I think I've got some posters in the house." Dean says "Chuck, stop." Chuck says "Please. Wait. Please, don't hurt me." Sarah asks "How much do you know? Do you know about the angels? Or Lilith breaking the seals?" Chuck says "Wait a minute. How do you know about that?" Dean asks "The question is how do you." Chuck says "Because I wrote it?" Sam asks "You kept writing?" Chuck says "Yeah, even after the publisher went bankrupt, but those books never came out. Okay, wait a minute. This is some kind of joke, right? Did that – Did Phil put you up to this?"

Dean says "Well, nice to meet you. I'm Dean Winchester, and this is my brother, Sam and my fiancee who's apparently pregnant." Chuck says "The last names were never in the books. I never told anybody about that. I never even wrote that down." Inside Chuck's house, Chuck pours himself a large whisky and gulps it down, then sets the glass on the kitchen sink. He turns around, sees the three of them and groans "Oh! Oh, you're still there." Dean says "Yep." Chuck says "You're not a hallucination." Dean says "Nope." Chuck says "Well, there's only one explanation. Obviously I'm a god." Sam says "You're not a god." Chuck asks "How else do you explain it? I write things and then they come to life. Yeah, no, I'm definitely a god. A cruel, cruel, capricious god. The things I put you through – The physical beatings alone." Dean says "Yeah, we're still in one piece." Chuck says "I killed your father. I burned your mother alive and then you had to go through the whole horrific deal again with Jessica."

Sam says "Chuck." Chuck says "All for what? All for the sake of literary symmetry. I toyed with your lives, your emotions, for... entertainment." Dean says "You didn't toy with us, Chuck, okay? You didn't create us." Chuck says "Did you really have to live through the bugs?" Dean says "Yeah." Chuck says "What about the ghost ship?" Dean says "Yes, that too." Chuck says "I am so sorry. I mean, horror is one thing, but to be forced to live bad writing... if I would have known it was real, I would have done another pass." Sarah says "Chuck, you're not a god!" Sam says "We think you're probably just psychic." Chuck says "No. If I were psychic, you think I'd be writing? Writing is hard."

Sam says "It seems that somehow, you're just... focused on our lives." Dean says "Yeah, like laser-focused. Are you working on anything right now?" Chuck realizing something "Holy crap." Sarah says "What?" Chuck says "The, uh, latest book? It's, uh, it's kind of weird." Sam says ""Weird" how?" Chuck says "It's very Vonnegut." Dean intently "Slaughterhouse-Five Vonnegut or Cat's Cradle Vonnegut?" Sam and Sarah both surprised and Sam says "What?" Dean defensively "What?" Chuck says "It's, uh, Kilgore Trout Vonnegut. I wrote myself into it. I wrote myself, at my house... confronted by my characters."

Inside a Laundromat nighttime, Sam is doing laundry as Dean and Sarah sits nearby, reading Chuck's latest manuscript." Dean says "I'm sitting in a laundromat, reading about myself sitting in a laundromat reading about myself. My head hurts." Sam says "There's got to be something this guy's not telling us." Sam turns to toss his darks into the machine, Dean continues talking ""Sam tossed his gigantic darks into the machine. He was starting to have doubts about Chuck, about whether he was telling the whole truth." Sam says "Stop it." Sarah says ""'Stop it,' Sam said." Guess what you do next. Sam turns away, scowling "Sam turned his back on Dean and Sarah, his face brooding and pensive." I mean, I don't know how he's doing it, but this guy is doing it. I can't see your face, but those are definitely your "brooding and pensive" shoulders." Sam sighs, exasperated. Dean looks down at the manuscript and says "You just thought I was a dick." Sam turns around looking impressed "The guy's good."

Inside Chuck's House nighttime, Chuck is dozing at his desk, having another intense dream. We see flashes of Sam in a motel room with a beautiful young blonde woman, She sits and pats the bed Sam approaches slowly, looking entranced and her eyes turn . She draws Sam to her on the bed. Chuck wakes up, panicked.

Inside Chuck's House Daytime, Sarah, Sam and Dean are back, and Chuck paces nervously, as if building up the courage to speak. He holds more pages in his hands and Sam says "So... You wrote another chapter?" Chuck says "This was all so much easier before you were real." Dean says "We can take it; just spit it out." Chuck says "You especially are not gonna like this." Dean says "I didn't like hell." Chuck says "It's Lilith, She's coming for Sam." Sarah asks "Coming to kill him?" Sam asks "When?" Chuck says "Tonight." Dean says "She's just gonna show up? Here?" Chuck sits, puts his glasses on "Uh... let's see, uh, reading the manuscript ""Lilith patted the bed seductively. Unable to deny his desire, Sam succumbed, and they sank into the throes of fiery demonic passion." Sam laughs "You're kidding me, right?" Dean says "You think this is funny?"

Sam asks "Neither of you don't? I mean, come on. "Fiery demonic passion"?" Chuck says "It's just a first draft." Sarah says "Wait, wait, wait, wait. Lilith is a little girl." Chuck says "No, uh, this time she's a "comely dental hygienist from Bloomington, Indiana."" Dean says "Great Perfect,So what happens after the... "fiery demonic" whatever" Chuck says "I don't know, it hasn't come to me yet." Sam says "Sarah, Dean look, there's nothing to worry about. Lilith and me? In bed?" Dean glaring at Sam but speaking to Chuck "How does this whole psychic thing of yours work?" Chuck asks "You mean my process?" Dean says "Yes, your "process."" Chuck says "Well, it usually starts with a headache. A really bad headache. Aspirin is useless, so... I drink. Until I fall asleep. The first time it happened, I thought it was just a crazy dream." Sarah asks "The first time you dreamt about us?"

Chuck says "It flowed. It just, it kept flowing. It still does. I-I can't stop it, really." Sam says "You can't seriously believe –" Dean says "Humor me." He stands up, Chuck holds up the manuscript for him "Look, why don't we, we just... he takes the manuscript "Take a look at these and see what's what. To Chuck "You –." Chuck says "...knew you were gonna ask for that. Yeah." In the Impala, Dean is driving, Sarah in the backseat still wondering about the pregnancy, Sam sits beside him reading the latest chapter "Dean, come on. reading ""The minivan accident wasn't that bad, but Dean was still seeing stars. He scratched absently at the pink flower Band-Aids on his face."" Dean says "So?" Sam says "So, I've seen you gushing blood. You'd use duct tape and bar rags before you'd put on a pink flower Band-Aid." Dean asks "What's your point?" Sam says "My point is this – all of this – is totally implausible, it's nuts." Sarah still quiet Dean says "He's been right about everything so far. You think he's just gonna ground out at first now?" Sam scoffs continues reading "Huh. "Dean slid behind the wheel of his beloved Impala and drove off, the plastic tarp on the rear window flapping like the wings of a crow."" Dean asks "A tarp?" Sam says "Yeah. On the rear window and you drive it like that." Dean says "Well, he might be wrong about the details, but doesn't mean he's wrong about the end result."

Sam asks "So we're just gonna run?" Dude, we are a long way from ready for a face-to-face death match with Lilith." They come to a roadblock and come to a stop. A deputy leans over to talk to Dean and he asks "What seems to be the problem?" Deputy says "Bridge is out ahead." Dean says "We're just trying to get out of town." Deputy says "Yeah, afraid not." Dean says "Is there a detour?" Deputy says "Nope." Dean asks "There's not a side road that takes us to the highway?" Deputy says "To get to the highway, you have to cross that river. To cross the river, you have to take that bridge." Dean asks "How deep's the river?" Deputy says "Sorry. Afraid you boys and girl are gonna have to spend the night in town."

Inside a Diner nighttime, Dean is now reading the manuscript as Sam and Sarah both looks over a menu, Dean says "Hey, this could be a good thing. I mean, if this is what puts us on the path to Lilith, then all we got to do is get off the path." Sarah asks "How do you mean?" Dean says "It's a blueprint of what not to do. I mean, if the pages say that we go left –" Sam says "Then we go right." Dean says "Exactly. We get off-book. We never make it to the end. It's opposite day. It says that we, uh, we get into a fight. So, no fighting. No research for you..." Sarah says "No bacon cheeseburger for you." Dean looks slightly put out "Yeah, no problem. I'll just order something else. the waitress approaches "Hi, uh, what's good?" The waitress says "Well, if you like burgers, Oprah's girlfriend said we have the best bacon cheeseburgers in the country." Both Sarah and Sam laughs, Sarah says "I'll just have the cobb salad, please." Sam says "Make that two cobb salads please." Dean says "I'll have the... veggie tofu burger. Thanks."

She takes their menus and leaves, Sam says "This whole thing's ridiculous." Dean says "Lilith is ridiculous?" Sam says "The idea of me hooking up with her is." Sarah says "Right. 'Cause something like that can never happen." Sam starts to scowl, then controls himself "Sarah and Dean for the first time, we have warning that Lilith is close." Dean says "So?" Sam says "So... we've got the jump on her. If we know when she's coming, we know where she's �� this is an opportunity." Dean says "Are you – trying very hard not to get angry "It frustrates me when you say such reckless things." Sam says "Well, it frustrates me when you'd rather hide that fight." Waitress says "Two cobb salads and the tofu veggie burger for you." Dean says "Thank You The waitress leaves; Dean leans in close "It's not hiding. It's being smart. It's picking your battles. This is a battle that we are not ready to fight. He takes a huge bite of his burger and his eyes widen in surprise "Oh, my god. This is delicious. Tofu is amazing!" Waitress approaching, flustered "I am so sorry. I gave you the bacon cheeseburger by mistake." she takes his plate away and Sam scowls.

Outside the Toreador Motel, Daytime Sam, Sarah and Dean drive up to a very sleazy-looking motel and pull into the parking lot "Dude, this place charges by the hour." Dean says "Yeah, well, the book says Lilith finds you at the Red Motel. Hence, the uh, hooker inn. It's opposite day, remember?" Inside the Toreador Motel Day, Dean drops a bag on the bed and starts pulling out items. He takes a few small string-tied bags and places them around the room, Sam asks "What are you doing?" Dean says "Couple of hex bags ought to Lilith-proof the room." Sam asks "So, what? I'm supposed to just hole up here all night?" Dean says "That's exactly what you're gonna do, okay? And no research. I don't care what you do – use the Magic Fingers or watch Casa Erotica on Pay-Per-View." He reaches into Sam's bag and pulls out Sam's laptop, smiling Sam says "Oh, dude, come on." Dean says "Just call it a little insurance." Sam asks "What are you two gonna do?" Sarah says "Well, the pages say that we spend all day riding around in the Impala. So I'm gonna go park her. Behave yourself, would you? No homework. Watch some porn." He smiles, pleased with himself, and leaves. Sam fumes.

As Dean and Sarah drives away from the motel, we pan up to the neon sign out front. The word "Toreador" sputters and several of the lights burn out. The remaining letters spell: RE D, Elsewhere Dean parks the Impala and gets out. He checks the doors, then walks away across the street. Moments later, Sarah and Dean looks back to see two teenagers attempting to break into the car. He runs towards them "Hey!" A van careens towards him; he can't get out of the way in time, and it hits him. He is knocked to the ground, unconscious.

Back at the Motel RE D Sam opens the door to reveal Chuck and he says "You wanted to see me?" Sam says "Yeah." Looking around shiftily, Sam opens the door wider and Chuck enters and he shuts the door behind him "Thanks for coming." Chuck says "Ah, sure." Sam says "Um... I was just wondering how much you know. About me." Chuck asks "What do you mean?" Sam says "Have you seen visions of me when I'm not with Dean and Sarah?" Chuck says "Oh... You want to know if I know about the demon blood." Sam says "You didn't tell Dean and Sarah." Chuck says "I didn't even write it into the books. I was afraid it would make you look unsympathetic." Sam says "Unsympathetic?" Chuck says "Yeah, come on, Sam. I mean, sucking blood? You got to know that's wrong." Sam says "It scares the hell out of me. I mean, I feel it inside of me. I... I wish to god I could stop." Chuck says "But you keep going back." Sam says "What choice have I got? If it helps me kill Lilith and stop the apocalypse –"

Chuck says "I thought that was Dean's job. That's what the angels say, right?" Sam says "Dean's not... he's not Dean lately. Ever since he got out of hell. He needs help."Chuck says "So you got to carry the weight?" Sam says "Well, he's looked out for me my whole life. I can't return the favor?" Chuck says "Well, he's looked out for me my whole life. I can't return the favor?" Chuck says "Yeah, sure you can. I mean, if that's what this is." Sam says "What else would it be?" Chuck says "I don't know. Maybe the demon blood makes you feel stronger? More in control?" Sam says "No. That's not true." Chuck says "I'm sorry, Sam. I know it's a terrible burden – feeling that it all rests on your shoulders." Sam asks "Does it? All rest on my shoulders?" Chuck says "That seems to be where the story's headed." Sam asks "Am I strong enough to stop Lilith tonight?" Chuck says "I don't know. I haven't seen that far yet."

Street Daytime, Dean wakes slowly, still lying in the middle of the road. A woman hovers above him; she has very long dangling earrings shaped like stars and Sarah is right on the other side, The Woman says "Oh my god. Just take it easy, you're gonna be okay." Dean incoherently "Stars." Woman asks "What was that? He blinks and tries to raise his head. "I'm so sorry. I just didn't see you. Are you okay? He sits up "And sorry about... you know. She indicates a young girl standing nearby. "M-My daughter's going through a doctor phase." Dean asks "What are you talking about?" Girl says "You're all better now." We finally see the left side of Dean's face which is covered in pink flowery Band-Aids. He looks across the street and stares in horror: The Impala's back window is shattered and he says "Oh, no..." He approaches the car, fuming. He catches a glimpse of himself in the side window and sees the Band-Aids. Frowning, he slowly peels one off.

Road daytime, Dean and Sarah drives along, still fuming. A tarp covers the rear window, flapping like the wings of a crow. Inside Chuck's House, Chuck carrying a bottle in a brown bag and six-pack of cans, unlocks the door to his house and enters. He walks in slowly and does not appear very surprised to find Dean and Sarah sitting in his living room "Dean and Sarah." Dean says "I take it you knew we'd be here." Chuck says "You look terrible." Dean says "That's 'cause I just got hit by a minivan, Chuck." Chuck says "Oh." Dean says "That it? Every damn thing you write about me comes true; that's all you have to say is "oh"?!" Chuck says "Please don't yell at me."

Dean says "Why do we get feeling there's something that you're not telling us?" Chuck says "What wouldn't I be telling you both?" Dean says "How you know what you know, for starters!" Chuck says "I don't know how I know, I just do!" Dean says "That's not good enough." He shoves Chuck against the wall "How the hell are you doing this?!" Castiel appearing out of nowhere, as usual "Dean, let him go! Dean releases Chuck and turns to face Castiel "This man is to be protected." Dean asks "Why?" Castiel answers "He's a Prophet of the Lord."

Chuck says "You... You're Castiel... aren't you?" Castiel says "It's an honor to meet you, Chuck. I... admire your work." Castiel picks up one of the books and starts paging through it Dean says "Whoa, whoa, what? This guy, a prophet? Come on, he's – he's... he's practically a Penthouse Forum writer. To chuck "Did you know about this?" Chuck has stumbled over to his armchair; he cracks open a fresh bottle of whisky and pours himself some "I, uh, I might have dreamt about it." Dean says "And you didn't tell us?!" Chuck says "It was too preposterous. Not to mention arrogant. I mean, writing yourself into the story is one thing, but as a prophet? That's like M.Night level douchiness." He finishes this tirade and desperately gulps down the whisky, Dean more quietly, to Castiel Sarah by their sides "This is the guy who decides our fate?" Castiel says "He isn't deciding anything. He's a mouthpiece – a conduit for the inspired word."

Dean says "The word? The word of god? What, like the new new testament?" Castiel says "One day, these books – they'll be known as the Winchester gospel." Dean and Chuck unison "You got to be kidding me." Castiel says "I am not... kidding you." Chuck says "If you three please excuse me one minute." He stands, still clutching the bottle, and disappears upstairs, Dean says "Him? Really?" Castiel says "You should've seen Luke." Sarah asks "Why'd he get tapped?" Castiel says "I don't know how prophets are chosen. The order comes from high up on the celestial chain of command." Dean asks "How high?" Castiel says "Very." Dean says "Well, whatever. How do we get around this?" Castiel asks "Around what?" Dean says "The Sam-Lilith love connection. How do we stop it from happening?" Castiel says "What the prophet has written can't be unwritten. As he has seen it, so it shall come to pass."

Dean and Sarah drives to the motel, parks, and gets out of the car. They notices that the altered sign now reads as Chuck s manuscript predicted. He shakes his head and goes to the room. Dean say "Come on. We're getting out of here." Sam says "What? Where?" Dean says "Anywhere, okay? Out of this motel, out of this town. I don't care if we got to swim, we are getting out. Sarah and Dean looks around confused "Dude, where are all the hex bags?" Sam says "I burned them." Sarah says "You what?" Sam says "Look, if Lilith is coming, which is a big "if" –" Dean says "No, no, no. It's more than an "if." Chuck is not a psychic. He's a prophet." Sam says "What?" Sarah says "Cas showed up, and apparently Chuck is writing the gospel of us." Sam says "Okay." Dean says "Okay. Let's get the hell out of here." Sam says "No." Dean says "Lilith is gonna slaughter you." Sam says "Maybe she will, maybe she won't." Sarah asks "So what? You think you can take her?"

Sam says "Only one way to find out, Dean, Sarah and I say bring her on." Dean says "Sam..." Sam says "You think I'll do it, don't you? You think I'll go dark side." Dean says "Yes! Okay? Yes. The way you've been acting lately? The things you've been doing? Sam looks up, startled "Oh, I know. How you ripped Alastair apart like it was nothing, like you were swatting a fly. Cas told me, okay?" Sam asks "What else did he tell you?" Sarah says "Nothing I don't already know. That you've been using your psychic crap, and you've been getting stronger. We just don't know why, and we don't know how." Sam says "It's not what you think." Dean says "Then what is it, Sam? 'Cause we're at a total loss. They grab their bag and heads for the door. He stops and looks back "Are you coming or not?" Sam simply says "No." Dean turns back to the door, pauses again, then drops the bag forcefully on a chair by the door before leaving.

Outside of the Hotel daytime, Dean drops coins into a soda machine, fuming. He takes a step back and looks around "Well, I feel stupid doing this. But... I am fresh out of options. So please. I need some help. I'm praying, okay? Come on. Please." Castiel says "Prayer is a sign of faith. This is a good thing, Dean." Sarah asks "So does that mean you'll help us?" Castiel says "I'm not sure what I can do." Dean says "Drag Sam out of here, now. Before Lilith shows up." Castiel says "It's a prophecy. I can't interfere." Dean says "You have tested me and thrown me every which way and I have never asked for anything. Not a damn thing. But now I'm asking. I need your help. Please." Castiel says "What you're asking, it's... not within my power to do." Dean asks "Why? 'Cause it's "divine prophecy"?" Castiel simply says "Yes."

Sarah says "So, what – We're just supposed to sit around and, and wait for it to happen?" Castiel says "I'm sorry." Dean says "Screw you. You and your mission. Your God. If you don't help me now, then when the time comes and you need me... don't bother knocking." Dean brushes past Castiel and begins to walk away, but he stops at Castiel's voice "Dean. Dean." Dean says "What?" Castiel says "You must understand why I can't intercede. Prophets are very special. They're protected." Dean says "I get that." Castiel says "If anything threatens a prophet, anything at all, an archangel will appear to destroy that threat. Archangels are fierce. They're absolute. They're heaven's most terrifying weapon." Dean asks "And these archangels, they're tied to prophets?" Castiel says "Yes." Sarah says "So if a prophet was in the same room as a demon –" Castiel says "Then the most fearsome wrath of heaven would rain down on that demon. Just so you understand... why I can't help." Dean says "Thanks Cas." Castiel says "Good Luck."

Inside Chuck's House nighttime, Chuck is sprawled on his couch when Dean and Sarah enters, this time, Chuck does look surprised to see them "What are you two doing here? I didn't write this." Dean manhandling him "Come on. I need you to come with us." Chuck says "What? Where?" Sarah says "To the motel where Sam is." Chuck says "That's where Lilith is." Dean says "Yeah, exactly. I need you to stop her." Chuck says "Are you insane? Lilith? I know what she's capable of, Dean. I wrote her." Dean says "All right, listen to me. You have an archangel tethered to you, okay? All you got to do is show up and boom! Lilith gets smoked." Chuck says "But I-I haven't seen that yet. Th-the story –" Sarah says "Chuck, you're the only shot that I've got left." Chuck says "But... I'm just a writer." Dean says "This isn't a story anymore, man. This is real and you're in it! Now, I need you to get off your ass and fight. Come on, Chuck." Chuck says "No friggin' way." Dean says "Okay, well, then, how about this – I've got a gun in my pocket, and if you don't come with me, I'll blow your brains out." Chuck says "I thought you said I was protected by an archangel." Dean says "Well, interesting exercise. Let's see who the quicker draw is."

Back at the Motel Room Nighttime, Sam hears a knock at the door and approaches it slowly he turns the handle carefully, then flings the door open. The doorway is empty he closes the door, turns around and sees: "Hello, Sam." Sam says "I've been waiting for you." Her eyes turn white.

Lilith asks "Where's the knife, Sam?" Sam says "On the nightstand. By the bed." Lilith begins walking toward the bed, then stops. She stoops down and lifts the rug: beneath it is a Devil's Trap. She rolls her eyes and touches the edge of it with a finger; the mark flares and burns away. She stands to face Sam and she says "You're gonna have to try a lot harder than that." Sam says "How 'bout this?" He reaches out a hand and concentrates; a wind rises and blows her hair back, but he has no other effect on her "You're strong. But you're not that strong. Not yet." Sam asks "So why don't you throw me around then?" Lilith says "Because I can't, and you know it. You're immune to my charms. Seems we're at a stalemate." Sam asks "Why are you here?" Lilith says "To Talk." Sam scoffs "Yeah, well, I'm not interested." Lilith says "Hmm... even if I'm offering to stand down? From the seals... the apocalypse... all of it?" Sam says "You expect me to believe that?" Lilith says "Honestly? No. You were always the smart one. But it's the truth. You can end it, Sam. Right here, right now. I'll stop breaking seals, Lucifer keeps rotting in his cage. All you have to do is agree to my terms."

Sam asks "Why would you back down? Why now?" Lilith says "Turns out, I don't survive this war. Killed off, right before the good part starts." Sam asks "What do you want?" Lilith says "For it to go back to the way it was. Before I had angels to deal with 24/7. The good old days, when it was all baby blood all the time." Sam asks "And what do you want in return?" Lilith says "Your head on a stick. Dean's and Sarah's too Call it a consolation prize. So what do you say, Sam? Self-sacrifice is the Winchester way, isn't it?" Sam says "You really think I'm stupid enough to fall for this?" Lilith says "I make a deal, I have to follow through. Those are the rules, and you know it. Are you really so arrogant that you would put your life before the lives of six billion innocent people? Maybe it's all that demon blood pumping through your pipes. Man after my own heart."

Sam says "You think I'm like you? I am nothing like you." Lilith says "Then prove it. Going once. She turns and walks to the bed "Going twice." Sam says "Fine." Lilith She turns back "Swell. By the way, a contract with me will take more than a kiss. She sits on the bed "A lot more. Don't worry. The dental hygienist in here? She wants it bad." She pats the bed, Sam approaches; Lilith uns a hand up his leg as her eyes turn white. She takes him by the collar and pulls him down on top of her. When he gets close enough, he grabs the knife and tries to stab her with it. She counters his attack and flips him over, grabbing the knife. Before she can attack, the door bursts open and Dean, Sarah and Chuck enter.

Chuck says "I am the prophet Chuck!" Lilith says "You've got to be joking." She leaves Sam and approaches Chuck Dean says "Oh, this is no joke. The room begins to tremble, and a great white light pours in through the windows. This builds over the following "You see, Chuck here's got an archangel on his shoulder. You've got about 10 seconds before this room is full of wrath and you're a piece of charcoal. You sure you want to tangle with that?" Lilith gives Sam one last look, then pours screaming out of her vessel's mouth.

On the road, Dean is driving, Sarah is asleep in the backseat and Sam is in the passenger's seat. The rear window is still busted, still clumsily covered in a tarp flapping in the wind "So a deal, huh?" Sam says "That's what she said." Dean says "To call the whole thing off – angels, seals, Lucifer rising, the whole nine?" Sam says "That was the gist of it." Dean says "Huh." Sam says "What?" Dean says "You didn't think once about taking it?" Sam says "You kidding me? Dude, you spent all day trying to talk me off the Lilith track." Dean says "I'm just saying..." Sam says "She would have found some way to weasel out of it and all it would have cost us was our lives." Dean says "Yeah, I guess you're right." Sam says "Anyway, that's not the point." Dean asks "What's the point?" Sam says "The point is, she's scared. I could see it. Lilith is running." Dean asks "Running from what?" Sam says "Don't know. But she was telling the truth about one thing." Dean asks "What's that?" Sam says "She's not gonna survive the apocalypse. I'll make sure of that."

Inside Chuck's House nighttime, Chuck is asleep on the couch, having another dream. We don't see what he's seeing. He wakes suddenly, violently zachariah says "Did you see it?" Chuck asks "Who are you?" Zachariah says "I'm Zachariah. You may know me from your work." Chuck asks "What do you want?" Zachariah asks "Did you see it?" Chuck nods "Is it true? Is all of that... really going to happen?" Zachariah says "Have you been wrong so far?" Chuck getting up and heading for a door "I've got to warn Sam, Sarah and Dean." Zachariah says "I wouldn't advise it. People shouldn't know too much about their own destiny. You try... and I'll stop you. Chuck stops then starts going off in another direction "Where are you going?" Chuck says "To go kill myself." Zachariah says "Don't be melodramatic, Chuck. We'd only bring you back to life." Chuck says "What am I supposed to do?" Zachariah says "What you always do. Write."