( WANTING )

OLD FACTORY BUILDING
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      The same shot of the Impala driving up between the building shows, as we saw in the teaser. The car stops while we still hear the music blaring.

      Dean looks over at Sam who is asleep. He picks up his flashlight and shines it on Sam's face. Sam wakes with a start. "Where are we?" Sam asks.

      "Well, we're not in Kansas anymore." Dean smiles at Sam. When there's no reaction the smile dies. "Illinois."

      "And you think something's in there?" Sam asks.

      "I know it is."

      Later, we're back in the room with the glass wall to our right. Dean and Sam comes walking in, flashlight in hand. "See? There's nothing here, Dean." Sam says.

      Dean starts walking down the hallway, same way as last time when he got attacked. Sam closely follows behind. "Look, Elena's gotta be worried sick about you, Dean. Come on, let- Let's just go."

      "Shh!" Dean yells.

      We hear sounds and Sam finally starts to take it serious. "What the hell is that?" Sam asks.

      "Stay behind me and keep your mouth shut." Dean says.

BIG ROOM
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      Dean and Sam approach and while the camera moves backwards we see bodies hanging from the ceiling appearing before them. It's the Same bodies Dean saw in his closet earlier.

      We see a drained blood bag hanging next to one of the bodies. "What the hell?" Sam asks. Dean looks further to the right, and we see the woman Dean has been seeing all through the episode, hanging like the bodies.

      They approach her and we see another blood bag next to her, filled with blood. Her eyes are open and she looks pretty dead.

      We flash a few times to her in front of the campus building earlier. "It's her." Dean says. Sam looks at the bag and at her writs that are tied, just like the others. She begins to make sounds.

      "Dean, what's going on?" Sam asks.

      Dean grabs him. "Shh!" We see what Dean saw: the Djinn is coming out. When it comes out from behind a wall and walks up behind the woman, the guys are gone.

      "Where's my dad? I wonder how..." The woman asks and looks at the Djinn. "Don't." She moves her feet away from the Djinn while we see that Dean and Sam has hidden. She's crying. "Where's my dad."

      The Djinn touches her face. "Sleep." We see some blue flares go over her cheek as he strokes her. His eyes glow bright blue. "Sleep."

      Her head falls forward, eyes still open and her feet relaxes, falling forward again. The Djinn rests his face against her arms, touching her right arm and breathing heavily, eyes closed.

      He then goes for the blood bag, pulls out one straw and puts it to his mouth, drinking her blood. Sam sees this and coughs in disgust.

       The Djinn turns around right away, eyes flash blue and he begins to move towards their hiding place. When he gets there, the guys are gone.

       The Djinn walks up some creaky steps and we see Sam and Dean standing below them, looking up, following his steps. When a door closes in the background Sam begins to breath loudly.

       "This is real? You're not crazy?" Sam asks.

       "She didn't know where she was. She thought she was with her father." Dean says.

       Later, Dean and Sam walk up to the woman again. "What if that's what the Djinn does? It doesn't grant you a wish, it just makes you think it has." Dean says.

       "Look man. That thing could come back, alright?" Sam says.

       Dean walks past Sam in the opposite direction of the woman. He looks up at a light bulb and it starts to flicker in brighter light. We begin to get flashes of Dean, hanging like the woman. Dean gets a little trouble breathing, probably shock for starting to realize what's going on.

       "Dean, please." Sam says.

       Dean breathes heavily. "What if I'm like her? What if I'm tied up here someplace? What if all this is in my head?" He walks up to the woman. "I mean it could, you know, maybe it gives us some kind of supernatural acid, and then just feeds on us slow."

      "No. Dean, that doesn't make sense. OK?" Sam says.

      "What if that's why she keeps appearing to me? She's not a spirit. It's - it's like more and more like I'm catching flashes of reality. You know, like I'm in here somewhere. I'm - I'm catatonic, and I'm taking all this stuff in but I, but I can't snap out of it." Dean says.

      "Yeah, OK, look. Yeah, yeah, yeah, you're right. I was wrong. You're not crazy but we – we – we need to get out of here. Fast." Sam starts to pull Dean with him.

      Dean pulls his arm loose from Sam. Sam looks at him and throws his arms out like 'what?'. "I don't think you're real." Dean says.

       Sam, now agitated, sucks in a breath. "Dude, you feel that?" He's grabbing Dean by the arms. "You feel this? I'm real. This is not an acid trip. I'm real, and that thing is gonna come down here and kill us for real. No please."

      "There's one way to be sure." Dean pulls out the silver knife.

      Sam backs off. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. What are you doing?" He asks.

      "It's an old wives' tale. If you're about to die in a dream, you wake up." Dean says.

      "No, no, no, no, no, no, no. That's crazy. Alright?"

       Dean stares at him with a determined look. "Maybe." He says.

      Sam starts walking towards Dean. "You're gonna kill yourself-" Sam says and Dean holds out the knife and his other hand to stop him. "OK."

       "Or I'm gonna wake up. One or the other." Dean says.

       "OK. This isn't a dream, alright. I'm here, with you, now. And you're about to kill yourself, Dean." Sam says.

      "No, I'm pretty sure. Like, 90% sure. But I'm sure enough." Dean turns the knife on himself, takes both his hands to the handle, ready to thrust it into himself.

      "WAIT!" Sam yells. Suddenly Mary walks up next to Dean, in the Same nightgown as she died in. Behind Sam, Elena appears. "Why'd you have to keep digging?" Sam asks softly. Dean looks back at Mary. We see Jess appearing on his right side. "Why couldn't you have left well enough alone?" Sam asks as Dean looks around. "You were happy." Mary comes up in front of Dean.

      "Put the knife down, honey." Mary says.

      "You're not real." Dean says as tears appear in his eyes. "None of it is."

      "It doesn't matter. It's still better than anything you had." She says.

       "What?"

      "It's everything you want. We're a family again. Let's go home." Mary says.

       Dean shakes his head. "I'll die." His voice breaks. "The Djinn'll...drain the life out of me in a couple of days."

       "But in here, with us. It'll feel like years. Like a lifetime." Mary says and Dean looks over at Sam who half-smiles and nods to him. "I promise." She takes his chin in her hand, he looks down on her. "No more pain." She strokes his cheek. "Or fear. Just love and comfort. And safety. Dean, stay with us." She strokes his other cheek and he leans into her hand, closing his eyes. "Get some rest."

       "You don't have to worry about Sam anymore." Jess says and Dean looks over at her. "You get to watch him live a full life."

      Mary steps away, and Elena walks up to him, taking his face in her hands, kissing him. "We can have a future together. Have our own family. I love you, Dean. Please." She says.

      "I can't." Dean says.

      "But deep down," Elena starts. "It's always been what you wanted. Ever since you first saw me."

      Sam walks up to him "Why is it our job to save everyone? Haven't we done enough?" I'm begging you." He says. "Give me the knife."

       Dean looks at Elena, Sam and Mary with tears in his eyes. Then he backs away looking at the floor. He raises his head, looking at Sam. "I'm sorry." He thrusts the knife into himself, blood immediately comes out of his mouth.

       "Dean! Dean! Dean." Elena walks up to Dean and we see now that the Elena saying "Dean" is the real Elena. Dean is hanging from the ceiling like the other woman, eyes open. A blood bag hangs next to him.

       "Oh God. Come on." She's shaking him. "Hey. Wake up."

     Sam appears next to Elena. "Wake up, damn it!" He says. Dean grunts a little. His eyes begin to focus on Sam. "Hey. Hey."

      "Ahh... Auntie Em. There's no place like home." Dean says.

       "Thank God. Thought I lost you for a second." Sam pulls out the tube in Dean's throat.

      "You almost did."

      "Oh god." Sam breathes heavily. "Let's get you down."

      Sam reaches up and starts to cut through the rope as Dean winces over the pain and grunts a little. We see two bright blue eyes next to Sam in the shadows, and the Djinn comes out.

      Dean sees the Djinn. "Sam!" He yells. Sam turns around, going to the Djinn with the knife. It has Sam for a moment, gets him to drop the knife.

      Elena is still trying to help Dean down. "Go help Sam." He says. Elena looks up at him.

      "I'm not leaving you." She says forcefully. Elena tries to pull himself loose where Sam had started cutting through the rope before.

      The Djinn gets the upper hand on Sam and has him by the throat and moves his hand to his forehead, but Sam has a hold of his wrist, trying to stop him.

       It opens his fist and blue light begins to appear around his hand, like it did when it got Dean. When its hand is almost at Sam's forehead Dean thrusts the knife into the back of the Djinn, turns it and we see the blue light go out of its eyes.

      It closes its eyes, its head rolls down and when Dean pulls out the knife, it falls to the ground dead. Sam breathes heavily from being strangled and Dean doesn't look too good.

      Dean walks up to the girl. We see a tear roll down one cheek. He puts his hand to her neck, feeling for a pulse. "She's still alive." He hands the knife over to Sam. "Sam..."

      Dean pulls out the tube in her neck as Sam cuts her rope. Dean catches her as she goes down. "I gotcha. I gotcha. We're gonna get you out of here, OK? I gotcha." She makes small wheezing sounds. "I got you."

MOTEL ROOM
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      Dean is on the bed. Sam speaks on the phone. "OK, uh, thank you so much for the update. OK, bye." He hangs up. "That was the hospital. Girl's been stabilized. Good chance she's gonna pull through."

     "That's good." Dean says.

      "Yeah. How 'bout you? You alright?" Elena asks sincerely.

      Dean clears throat. "Yeah, I'm alright." He turns to Sam. "Should have seen it, Sam. Our lives. You were such a wozzie."

      Sam smiles. "So we didn't get along then, huh?" He asks.

      "No."

      "Yeah... I thought it was supposed to, to be this perfect fantasy." Sam says.

      "It wasn't. Was just a wish. I wished for mom to live. That mom never died, we never went hunting and you and me just never uh...You know." Sam says.

      "Yeah. Well, I'm glad we do. And I'm glad you dug yourself out, Dean. Most people wouldn't have the strength, would have just stayed." Sam says.

      "Yeah... Lucky me. I gotta tell you though, man. You know, you had Jess. Mom was gonna have grandkids..." Dean starts.

      "Yeah, but... Dean... wasn't real." Elena says.

      "I know. But I wanted to stay. I wanted to stay so bad. I mean, ever since Dad... all I can think about is how much this job's cost us. We've lost so much. We've... sacrificed so much." Dean says.

      "But people are alive because of you. It's worth it, Dean. It is. It's not fair, and... you know, it hurts like hell, but... it's worth it." Elena says.

       "Besides," Sam says. "Some good things have come our way." He says to Elena and they kiss. Dean watches them and something stirs inside him. He couldn't help but look at Elena.

       "Yeah."