( GOOD GOD Y'ALL )

HOSPITAL
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      Bobby, wearing a bathrobe and ball cap, sits in a wheelchair and stares out the window. Sam watches him from the doorway. Dean arrives with a manila envelope in hand. "It's been like three days now?" Dean says and Sam sighs. "We got to cheer him up. Maybe I'll give him a backrub."

       "Dean." Sam says.

       "Well, what, then?" Dean asks.

      "Look...we might have to wrap our heads around the idea that Bobby might not just bounce back this time." Sam looks at the envelope, which says "X-RAY". "What's in the envelope?"

      "Went to radiology." Dean opens the envelope and pulls out the contents. "Got some glamour shots." Dean hands Sam the contents of the envelope, a chest X-ray with strange writing on the ribs. "Let's just say the Doctors are baffled."

      Sam examines the writing, which is in Enochian. "Holy crap." He says.

      "Yeah, well, Cas carved you one, too." Dean says

      Sam's phone rings. He answers. "Hello? ...Castiel?" He asks.

      "Speak of the devil."

      "Ah, St. Martin's Hospital. Why? What are you-Cas?" Sam hangs up.

       A Woman in scrubs and a Man in a white lab coat rush past with a piece of equipment on a cart. "Dr. Cohen to the ER, stat. Dr. Cohen to the ER, stat." The PA says. Castiel walks past them and other passersby and stops at Dean and Sam.

      "Cell phone, Cas? Really? Since when do angels need to reach out and touch someone?" Dean asks.

       "You're hidden from angels now-all angels. I won't be able to simply-" Cas starts.

      "Enough foreplay." Bobby says as Dean, Sam, and Castiel look over at him. "Get over here and lay your damn hands on." No one moves. Bobby looks over his shoulder. "Get healing. Now."

      "I can't." Castiel says.

      Bobby turns his chair to face Castiel. "Say again?" He asks. Castiel walks up to Bobby.

      "I'm cut off from heaven and much of heaven's power. Certain things I can do. Certain things I can't."

      "You're telling me you lost your mojo just in time to get me stuck in this trap the rest of my life?" Bobby asks.

      "I'm sorry." Castiel says.

      "Shove it up your ass." Bobby turns back to the window.

      Dean turns to Sam. "At least he's talking now." He says.

      "I heard that." Bobby says.

      Castiel comes back to Dean and Sam. "I don't have much time. We need to talk." He says.

      "Okay." Dean says.

      "Your plan to kill Lucifer." Castiel says.

      "Yeah. You want to help?"

      "No. It's foolish. It can't be done." Cas says.

       "Oh. Thanks for the support." Dean says.

      "But I believe I have the solution. There is someone besides Michael strong enough to take on Lucifer. Strong enough to stop the apocalypse." Cas says.

      "Who's that?" Sam asks.

      "The one who resurrected me and put you on that airplane. The one who began everything. God." Cas says as Sam and Dean look skeptical. "I'm gonna find God."

       Dean closes the hospital room door and turns back to Castiel. "God?" He asks.

      "Yes." Cas says.

      "God." Dean repeats.

      "Yes! He isn't in heaven. He has to be somewhere."

      "Try New Mexico. I hear he's on a tortilla." Dean says.

      Castiel looks utterly confused. "No, he's not on any flatbread." He says.

      "Listen, Chuckles, even if there is a God, he is either dead-and that's the generous theory-" Dean starts.

     "He is out there, Dean." Cas says.

      "-or he's up and kicking and doesn't give a rat's ass about any of us." Dean says and Castiel glares. "I mean, look around you, man. The world is in the toilet. We are literally at the end of days here, and he's off somewhere drinking booze out of a coconut. All right?"

      "Enough. This is not a theological issue. It's strategic." Castiel says. "With God's help, we can win."

      "It's a pipe dream, Cas." Dean says.

      Castiel advances on Dean. "I killed two angels this week. My brothers. I'm hunted. I rebelled. And I did it, all of it, for you, and you failed. You and your brother destroyed the world and I lost everything, for nothing. So keep your opinions to yourself." He says.

      "You didn't drop in just to tear us a new hole. What is it you want?" Bobby asks.

      "I did come for something. An amulet." Cas says.

      "An amulet? What kind?" Asks Bobby.

      "Very rare. Very powerful." Cas says. "It burns hot in God's presence. It'll help me find him."

      "A God EMF?" Sam asks and Castiel nods.

      "Well, I don't know what you're talking about. I got nothing like that." Bobby asks.

      "I know. You don't." Castiel looks at Dean, then drops his gaze to Dean's amulet, and back up.

      "What, this?" Dean asks.

      "May I borrow it?"

      "No." Says Dean.

      "Dean. Give it to me."

      Dean is silent, realizing Castiel is serious, then thinking it over. He takes off the amulet. "All right, I guess." Dean holds it out, then pulls back when Castiel reaches for it. "Don't lose it." Castiel takes it. "Great. Now I feel naked."

      "I'll be in touch." Castiel says and Dean nods, then glances at Sam, then back. Castiel is gone. Sam sighs.

      "When you find God, tell him to send legs!" Yells Bobby.

GAS STATION
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       A gun fires. Rufus is holding the gun. He fires again and hurries backwards to a Young Man lying on the ground. He drags the Young Man to relative safety behind a silver minivan. "Your belt, your belt!" He yells.

      The Young Man pulls his belt off. Rufus takes it and wraps it around the Young Man's thigh above a bleeding injury, a makeshift tourniquet, and pulls it tight. The Young Man yelps. "Hey. Hey! Hold this." Rufus pulls out a phone and presses speed dial.

      Bobby's phone rings. Bobby picks it up. "Hello?" He says.

      "Bobby. Bobby, damn it, can you hear me?" Rufus asks.

      "I can't hear you."

      When Rufus is onscreen, he is clearly audible; when Bobby is onscreen, Rufus's voice is staticky and fades in and out. "Listen. I'm gonna need a little help here. Seems I'm up to my ass in demons. Whole damn town's infested. Hang on, hang on-" He says.

      "Where are you?" Bobby asks.

      "River Pass, Colorado."

      "Colora-Colorado?" Bobby asks.

      "Colorado!"

      "River Pass, Colorado?" Asks Bobby.

      "River Pass!" Rufus yells.

      "Rufus? You there? Ruf-Rufus?"

      "Bobby, it's-" Rufus looks up and spots two Demons coming around the corner of the church, both black-eyed and one carrying an axe. Rufus stands up, ready to fire. Gunshots. The call cuts out. Bobby looks over at Sam and Dean.

RIVER PASS, COLORADO

ROAD
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      The Impala drives up, approaching the camera, which retreats over a bridge. The Impala stops on the bridge just short of the part of the bridge that isn't there. Sam and Dean get out for a closer look. Dean kicks a rock over the edge. It looks difficult enough to get a person across with any margin of safety; getting the car across will be impossible.

      "This is the only road in or out." Dean says.

      Sam pulls out his cell phone and holds it up. "No signal." He says.

      "Rufus was right. Demons got this place locked down."

      "Looks like we're hiking in." Sam says.

      "And the hits just keep on coming." Dean and Sam go around the Impala. Dean opens the trunk.

STREET
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      Sam and Dean walk along the street, carrying guns and bags and scanning the area. The near side of the street has a sporting goods store advertising ammo, rods and reels, and a thirty percent sale for Pioneers Day; the far side is residential. There is no sign of anyone other than Sam and Dean.

      A blue two-door sedan is overturned in the street. Dean notices the sporting goods store, Big Louie's. Dean ducks down to examine the car. Sam approaches the car from the far side, gun ready. Sam shakes his head: the car's empty. They straighten up and move on.

      There's another car in the street, this one tan and the right way up. The driver's door is open, the engine is running, and the radio is playing "Spirit in the Sky". Sam and Dean approach this car, guns ready. It's empty. Sam turns the engine off. Silence falls. Sam sighs.

      A banner hangs over the street, welcoming folks to the seventy-fifth anniversary of River Pass, Colorado's Pioneer Days, with pictures of Grand Marshall Jerry Wanek and Rodeo Queen Lee Lee Laschuk. They pause at a gleaming red classic Mustang. Sam loses interest when he sees it's empty; Dean admires it for a moment and whistles. Something sparks at the gas station.

      The Young Man's blood is still there next to the silver minivan. The driver's door of a silver four-door stands open. There's a baby stroller next to the door and a great deal of blood in front of and leading away from the door. Sam and Dean approach, then scan the area again. There's a large hole in the silver four-door's windshield. They move on. A gun cocks. Dean whips around, leveling his shotgun; Sam turns. Dean lowers the gun.

      "Ellen?" Sam asks.

      "Hello, boys." Ellen says.

      Dean glances back at Sam. Ellen lowers her gun and walks closer. "Ellen, what the heck's going on here?" Dean asks. Ellen splashes Dean in the face with holy water and raises her gun. Dean closes his eyes for a moment, letting Ellen see that the water is neither boiling nor burning him. "We're us." Ellen lowers her gun and walks between Sam and Dean to the church.