ST. ANNE'S CATHEDRAL GARDEN

Two Priest, one young, one old, are walking through the garden together.

"Monsignor Cassidy will join us for dinner on Saturday. And mass, of course. He can be a pain, so let's have everybody on their toes." He Says

They stop as they round a corner and are confronted by two Angels in grey suits.

"Gentlemen. We're looking for a man we believe you may know. His name is Castiel." She Says

ST. ANNE'S SHELTER FOR MEN LOCKER ROOM

Various men are wandering about, chatting, getting changed etc. Castiel stands up from the basin and looks at himself in the mirror. He is wearing regular clothes as opposed to his usual trench coat. He picks up a tube and squirts a glob of toothpaste directly into his mouth as a Man approaches.

"Hey, Clarence. How much longer you gonna be with us?" He Asks

Castiel Chewing on the toothpaste "I'll be moving on tonight after work. It's time." The Man nods and hangs up his towel "Can I ask you something?"

"Sure." He Says

Castiel walks into one of the bathroom stalls.

"Do you ever tire of urinating? I'll never get used to it."

ST. ANNE'S CATHEDRAL GARDEN

Various men from the shelter are helping with the gardening – mowing the lawn, raking leaves etc. Castiel is picking up trash but stops when he notices something on a rock. He touches it – blood.

Finding some more blood on a nearby gate, w follows the trail through to the back part of the garden where the blood trail ends at a large smear on a statue. He looks up to find the two priest from before, skewered through the chest on fence spikes with their eyes burned out.

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BUNKER

Dean is pouring himself coffee. He looks like he's just woken up and is wearing a bathrobe. He strolls from the kitchen to the main room, then to the library.

"Sam! You here?" Dean Says

Right on cue, Sam enters through the front door carrying a takeout container.

"Hey! Morning." Sam Says

Dean checks his watch."You've been outside already?"

"Yeah. Woke up, went for a run – beautiful sunrise. Anyways, cleaned up, went and got breakfast, grabbed you real bacon and eggs, extra grease, not even gonna argue." Sam Says

He puts the container on the table and they both sit down.

"Mm, perfect. Wait. You went running?" Dean Asks

"What? Why do you look so worried?" Sam Asks

"Let's see. There's Cas, who I told to haul ass here. That was days ago. He's still out there, Corrina's MIA, Elena who's body is being possessed by some demonic bitch and Um, there's you." Dean Says

"Me? I feel great." Sam Says

"I'm sure you do, but, Sam, you went through the trials. Okay, that put a big strain on you. I just think it's better if you took it easy, you know, and didn't act like you were-" Dean Says Then Ezekiel takes over.

"Possessed by an angel. And he does feel better. A work in progress, of course, but I am slowly healing him." Ezekiel Says

"That's great. Um, but, Sam—" Dean Says

"I have news. I've picked up chatter among the angels. Not all are wandering around in confusion." Ezekiel Says

"Yeah, some of 'em are after Cas." Dean Says

"There is a faction that is rapidly organizing and finding human vessels to contain them." Ezekiel Says

"Led by Naomi?" Dean Asks

"I have not heard that name, no. But it is this faction's leadership who want Castiel found. You see, Dean, I can be useful." Ezekiel Says

"So can my brother. So, why don't you go check your e-mail, and if I need your help, I'll let you know." Dean Says

"Dean." Ezekiel Says

"I said I'll let you know." Dean Says, Ezekiel switches back to Sam.

"I mean, you know, Cas is human now. It's gonna take him a lot longer to travel." Sam Says

"I'm gonna get whiplash." Dean Says

"What?" Sam Says

"Nothing. Um, all right, so, I was thinking that if the angels are organizing, then that makes them a lot more dangerous than we thought." Dean Says

"Why do you think they're organizing?" Sam Asks

Dean pauses, trying to quickly think of a way to cover his slip up. "It makes sense. My point is, is that the more of them that are after Cas, the worse it is, so... we gotta find him"

PHARMACY

The Pharmacist is standing at the front desk, watching a video on his smart phone. The video is titled "Goin' For Glory Hour" and is hosted by Reverend Buddy Boyle.

PARK

Another Man is watching the same video and nodding in agreement with it.

"Folks, like I've been telling you, we're in that most sacred of times. A legion of angels reaches out for us. Can you feel their divine presence? And if you do, there's nothing to fear. Heck no! If the angels come a-knocking, you just let 'em on in and fill yourself up with their Grace. This is the Reverend Buddy Boyle in the "Goin' for Glory Hour" wishing you a most blessed day. Amen." Buddy Says

CHURCH

Buddy is preaching live from his church.

"And we're clear." She Says

"Beautiful, buddy. One of your best." He Says

"Oh, well, that is high praise, sir, seeing as how you're an emissary of the man upstairs himself. Thank you, Bart." Buddy Says

The Man is revealed to be another be-suited angel.

"It's Bartholomew. And I have to say, God has personally assured me that he is highly pleased with your work. He prepareth a special reward for helping him populate a true heaven on earth." He Says

"Well, between you and me, it's practically reward enough being one of the few humans of all time to get orders from an actual angel. But if he prepareth I am honored." Buddy Says

"Terrific." Bartholomew Says

The Secretary, a young girl, enters. "Sir? I'm ready."

"Oh?" Bartholomew Says

"Let me be a vessel for the divine. I give myself over to you." She Says

"Oh. Hallelujah!" Buddy Says

"Yes. Well... if you're certain." Bartholomew Says

She nods excitedly and Bartholomew raises his hands and two streams of brilliant white light enter through the windows. They converge and enter the Secretary through her mouth.

Buddy smiles for a moment before a crunch is heard. The Secetary starts breathing heavily as she begins to bleed from every place and her face starts to melt. She finally screams and literally explodes, blood splattering around the room.

"Bart! What the hell?" Buddy Says

"Buddy... the simple truth is, not all who are willing are designed to contain heaven's Grace. We have to expect a casualty now and then. It's a small price to pay when you think about it." Bartholomew Says

"Like the lamb of the sacrifice." Buddy Says

"Sure." Bartholomew Says

BUNKER LIBRARY

Dean is poring over a map of Colorado and the surrounding states, There are radius circles drawn at intervals around Colorado and Sam is on his laptop.

"All right, so this is where Cas called from on Tuesday – Longmont, Colorado. Each circle is how far he might have gotten in one, two, and three days out." Dean Says

"Okay. Here we go. The same day he called from Longmont, weird murder, same town. Cops said it was like the girl was blasted from the inside out." Sam Says

"Angel kill. They might have just missed Cas. Unless they got him." Dean Says

Sam opens another news article on his laptop.

"You got an Emory Park, Iowa?" Sam Asks

"Emory Park, Emory Park. I just saw that. Yeah, a couple days outside of Longmont." Dean Says

"Okay, because two priests were murdered there Thursday. Eyes blown out, evidence of torture. They were impaled on posts." Sam Says

"Torture?" Dean Says

"Yeah." Sam Says

"Angels are looking for info. Man, if they get to him before we do..." Dean Says

"Yeah." Sam Says

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HOMELESS CAMPING GROUND

A group of homeless people are taking shelter for the night. Castiel is eating a tin of beans with another Homeless Man.

"Thank you. I was so hungry. Very kind of you to share." Castiel Says

"It's okay." He Says

"You know, I'm finding that often people with the least to give are the most generous. Anyway... I've got to plan better. I ran out of food very quickly today." Castiel Says

"You're new at this, aren't you?" He Asks

"Food... sleep, or passing gas, it's all very strange. And it's occurred to me that one day I'm gonna die." He and the Homeless Man just look at each other curiously. "Well... I better try falling asleep. It's quite a process, isn't it?" Castiel Says

"Try counting sheep." He Says

"Thanks once again." Castiel Says

Castiel gets up and walks away to an abandoned bus. He steps in and finds a seat, using his jacket as a pillow and his overshirt as a blanket.

"What sheep?" Castiel Says

HOMELESS CAMP

Castiel has fallen asleep on the bus and The Pharmacist from before is standing outside, watching him. Castiel wakes up and looks outside but the Pharmacist is suddenly gone. He is obviously possessed by an angel.

Castiel, wielding his angel blade, cautiously gets up and goes to the open door of the bus. There is nobody outside. He turns to go back to his seat only to be face to face with the Pharmacist. He slices Castiel across the shoulder and he gasps in pain.

"You're human?!" He Says

Castiel swiftly turns and stabs the Pharmacist in the stomach. A bright white light shines from the Pharmacist's eyes and mouth before he finally collapses. Castiel gasps again, his shoulder now bleeding profusely.

ST. ANNE'S CATHEDRAL GARDEN

Dean is in his FBI suit and is talking to the Man from the shelter that was speaking to Castiel previously.

"Yeah. Yeah, I think I know this guy you're talking about. Sounds like Clarence." He Says

"Clarence?" Dean Says

"The church – it runs a shelter in town, and we work here. We earn our keep. Clarence spent a couple nights, and then had to move on." He Says

"And he left the day the bodies were found?" Dean Asks

"Matter of fact. Oh, man, those poor guys were a mess. They must have suffered bad but at least now they're with the angels." He Says

"I sure as hell hope not." The Man face falls "Clarence happen to mention where he was headed?" Dean Asks

"No. He just said he always had to keep going." He Says

IMPALA

Sam is in his suit too, and typing on his laptop, Dean gets back into the car.

"All right well , he's definitely been here. Good news is he's getting cagey. He's using a fake name – Clarence." Dean Says

"That's what Meg used to call him. Of course, he doesn't get that's the name of a pretty famous angel." Sam Says

"What?" Dean Says

"It's A Wonderful Life." Dean shakes his head.
"Dude, seriously?" Sam Says

"What'd you come up with?" Dean Asks

"Another angel kill, outside a town called Lafayette about a day's travel east of here." Sam Says

"What is that, Indiana?" Dean Asks

"Yeah body was found in a homeless camp Insides barbecued, the whole nine." Sam Says

"Homeless guy?" Dean Says

"No, a pharmacist from Dayton." Sam Says

"Huh." Dean Says

Meanwhile Castiel is walking amongst the bustling people. He reaches a hot dog stand and stops, looking longingly over the food. He looks to the money he has in his hand – he probably has no more than $20 in small notes and loose change. He glances up at the shop next to him – a tattoo parlor. It seems like he is struggling to make a decision.

He finally decides to enter the tattoo parlor. He hands the tattoo artist his money, then pulls up his shirt and points out a section of his abdomen. The tattoo artist nods and indicates for Castiel to take a seat.

CHURCH

"Reverend Boyle's influence is astonishing." She Says

"I'll never understand these people." Bartholomew Says

"Our fallen brothers and sisters are finding vessels faster than we'd even hoped." She Says

"They better. And then they need to help us find Castiel. You know, the one you let slip through your fingers?" Bartholomew Says

"Our Dayton operative is tracking him." She Says

"Good, because frankly, you're hanging by a thread."
A Male Angel knocks on the door. "What?" Bartholomew Says

"Our operative did manage to find Castiel, but Castiel was somehow able to kill him." He Says

"What?!" Bartholomew Says

"He's a madman, sir, and very dangerous." She Says

"No. I'm very dangerous. Now you will find this madman, and you will destroy him. Do you understand?" Bartholomew Says

"That may not be possible, sir." He Says

"I'm getting a little tired of you." Bartholomew Says

"Castiel has vanished. We're unable to track him. He must have found a way to ward himself against us." He Says

Castiel is once again wandering through the noise and the people. He is trying to take everything in – he glances from a hot dog stand to a woman's breasts to a supermarket. The whole place is noisy and crowded and confusing. He is overwhelmed.

CITY STREET

He enters and walks down the aisle. He chooses a pew about halfway down and sits. He looks around at the various angel decorations but his attention is drawn to the only other occupant – a woman in one of the front-most pews, praying out loud. Castiel observes her curiously.

"Please, Lord. Mike is such a good man. Please send your angels to heal him. Thank you for hearing me. Amen." She Says

She makes the sign of the cross across her chest and gets up to leave. She stops when Castiel speaks to her.

"Mike is your husband?" Castiel Asks As She nods.

"He's very sick." She Says

"Yes. Humans – so fragile. I never – never realized how fragile until recently." Castiel Says

"I guess that's why we pray. When you get dealt such a bad hand sometimes, you need something stronger than yourself." She Says

"That's a wonderful idea, but..." Castiel sighs and turns away, looking at an angel in one of the stained glass windows.

"What?" She Says

"What if you were to find out that no one is listening? That God had pretty much left, that Heaven had gone out of business? What would you do?" Castiel Says

"But that's not possible." She Says

"I think it's completely possible." Castiel Says

"You're missing the point. It's not possible because I have my faith." She Says

"But when I tell you the truth-" Castiel Says

"Your truth, not mine. Your lack of faith doesn't cancel what I believe. That's not how it works. You know... I think you might feel better if you tried it my way. Someone is listening." She Says Then She leaves.

CHURCH

Bartholomew is speaking with a tough-looking man.

"The issue is, he somehow managed to ward himself against us. Our ability to track him has been jammed, which brings us to you." Bartholomew Says

"My kind, we always get what we're looking for, chief." Reaper Says

"Yes, reapers. But some of you have taken your skill set to a whole new level..." Bartholomew Says

"That's the rumor." Reaper Says

"...and are willing to freelance. For a price. That's the rumor." Bartholomew Says

"Jump start me. How do I start looking for this... Castiel?" Reaper Asks

"I got one word for you. Winchester." Bartholomew Says