REXFORD, IDAHO

Inside the cabin a woman's voice is heard, over a phone; a sweaty, disheveled man, Joe, pacing around inside the cabin, listening to her on speakerphone.

"Sir? Sir, can you hear me? Please – please just say something...Are you still there? Keep talking, and I can help you through this. Please, sir, if you can hear me, stay on the phone. It may feel hopeless right now, but, but you called the hotline for a reason.
There's some part of you that still wants to live – some part that knows suici–"

Joe hangs up the phone. He opens a drawer in a dresser, sighs heavily, and pulls out a gun. He points the gun to his forehead, and gasps heavily, then looks at a picture of a woman and a child and sobs again. He lowers the gun slowly, and drops it back in the drawer. Suddenly he hears a sound behind him, and whirls around and a man appears.

"Who are you? Did the lady from the hotline send you?" Joe Asks

"No." He's wearing a small cross earring in his left ear "You did."

The intruder puts his hand toward Joe's head. View from outside the cabin; A reddish/white light shines and Joe screams and liquid splashes onto the window.

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GAS N SIP

There's hands pouring coffee, closing change drawer.
Hands wiping front of freeze machine. Two men's voices are heard chatting. Castiel walking from behind a counter, wearing a bright blue staff vest, and carrying a cup of coffee – he's working in a convenience store.

Castiel closely watches the two men, chatting at the coffee-stand. One man is stirring his coffee. He watches and stirs his coffee. The man licks his stir stick. Castiel licks his own stir stick and the two men continue to have a conversation.

"I know, and that play in the second quarter?"

"I mean, what team is he playing for?"

"Not ours." The man aims and tosses his stir stick into the garbage. The other guy and Castiel both watch.

"High-five!" The men high-five

Castiel turns around to a garbage can near him. He aims, leans forward slightly, and tosses his own stir stick into the garbage. He gives a small smile of triumph when he makes it then a delivery man walks in.

"Morning, Steve" Bill Says briskly to Castiel

"Bill. High—" He holds up his hand for a high-five as the delivery man walks past, ignoring it. "five."Castiel closes his hand and lowers it

The delivery guy drops a load of newspapers on the counter and turns around, leaving and nodding at Castiel on his way out. He walks over to the stack of newspapers and begins unbinding them.

"Sorry I'm late." Castiel looks up. "I had to ... drop the baby off at daycare—then hit every red light on the way here but guess I shouldn't have worried.
Place looks great. Coffee urns?" Nora Says

"Uh, full." Castiel Says

"Dairy case?" Nora Says

"Stocked." Castiel Says

"Okay, Steve, last question –" Castiel looks up attentively "– where have you been all my life?"
Castiel remains speechless "You're not like the other sales associates." Nora Says

"Really." Castiel Says

"Yeah There's... something different about you." Nora Says

"I can assure you, there's – there's not." Castiel Says

"I know these things. You're ... hmm ... special." Nora Says

She walks past Castiel into a back room. He turns to watch her, wistfully, or maybe thoughtfully.
Castiel turns back to the pile of newspapers, and picks up the top copy of the Rexford Post newspaper, reading the paper's headline: "LOCAL MAN PRESUMED DEAD", sub headed, "Fourth unexplained disappearance in weeks". The accompanying photo is of Joe, the suicidal man-cum-supernatural murder victim.

BUNKER MAIN ROOM

Pictures of a sheaf of drawings in red and black, with words and cryptic symbols and numbers, someone is picking them up and looking through them.

"That's your "big ... news", is that you, that you translated the tablet into ... doodles?" Sam Says

"It's cuneiform." Sam, Dean and Corinna looks at him."I-I hit a wall translating the tablet into English. But I found an ancient codex, uh, linking the Angel script to proto-Elamite cuneiform, and I was able to translate the tablet and the footnotes into Elamite, which ... is ..." Kevin Says

"So...Doodles." Corinna Says

"It's extinct." Kevin Says

"Well, can you read it?" Sam Asks

"No one can. Scholars have tried for centuries." Kevin Says

"So it's a dead end?" Dean slaps the papers down on the table in disgust. Sam puts his pile of papers on the table too.

"N-not quite. Now, most proto-Elamite is abstract, but I was able to decipher one phrase from Metatron's footnotes. "Falling angels." Kevin Says

"Okay, so, the footnotes refer to Metatron's spell?" Corinna Asks

"Maybe." Kevin Says

"Okay." He Walks to a bookshelf. "Well, maybe if we can decipher the footnotes, then we can reverse the spell and..." Sam Says pulling off four books

"Punt those winged dicks back to heaven." Dean slaps the table, ready for action. "Where do we start?"

"Research." Sam tosses one book in front of each of the other two. Dean's expression is less than thrilled. "We comb through the library, see if we can find anything else on Elamite." Sam Says

"Reading...Yay." Corinna Says As Sam pats her shoulder

Dean picks up a book "Zimmerman's Encyclopedia of Extinct Languages ... Volume One: Adai to Atakapa. How many volumes are there?"

"24." Dean and Corinna share a look "Don't worry, we've found them all." Kevin looks back down at his own book

"Awesome." He looks pleadingly over at Sam, who chuffs and looks down at his book, His phone rings.
"There is a God..Hello?" Dean Says

"I may have a case for you." Castiel is cleaning the slurpee machine while he talks "Four missing in Rexford, Idaho." Dean stands up, walking away from the table "Presumed dead, but no bodies have been released to loved ones. And, there were reports of a strange substance at the scenes."

"Oh, well, hello to you too, Cas. How are you?" Dean Asks

"I ... am busy." Castiel Says

"All right. So, how do you want to do this? You want to meet up at the latest scene? You want me to pick you up? What?" Dean Asks

Castiel's efforts with the Slushy machine are not going well. A flood of liquid blue slushy mix spills out over the machine and onto the floor. Dean hears the trickling sound and looks puzzled.

"Um ... I've got my hands full over here. I just – um..." Castiel Says

"Cas? Hello?" Dean Says

Castiel is trying to hold onto multiple things at the same time "Thought you would want to know about the case." He takes the phone and puts it in his pocket

"Hey, you sure everything's – "He hears the click and looks at the phone. "Okay.." Dean Says

Kevin and Corinna are looking at a book on a counter, Dean is walking into the room from downstairs, with Sam following him. Dean has an overnight bag slung over his shoulder.

"So, he said nothing about where he is or – or what he's been doing?" Sam Says

"Whoa Wait What's going on?" Corinna Asks

"It's Cas he called Dean about a case." Sam Says

"Wait your leaving?" Corinna Says

"Guys This is Cas In case you forgot, he's not exactly Chatty Cathy." Dean Says

"And you're not even gonna see him when you're in Idaho?" Sam Says

"Well, like I said, as long as he's catnip for angels, he's keeping his distance." Dean Says then turns to continue walking, now leaving the room

"So then, what's the point, Dean?" Kevin Asks

"Yeah I mean, it's barely even a case." Sam Says

Dean looks from the balcony, talking down to them

"That's why I'm just gonna go have a little look-see, and ... we're not gonna waste a whole lot of manpower on a big pile of nada." Dean Says

"Or In other words, a perfect excuse to bail out on research." Corinna crossing her arms over her chest

"You got me." Dean Says

Corinna quirks her eyebrow at him then Dean turns and walks out, Sam and Kevin sighs.

GAS N SIP

Castiel is on a ladder, changing a fluorescent tube bulb. Then Nora enters carrying a plastic bag.

"Hey, Steve? I found this in the supply closet."She holds up a plastic bag with ... toothpaste ? in it "Do you know whose it is?" Nora Asks

"Um..." He Climbs down from the ladder "That's mine. Thanks." Castiel Says

"I also found a rolled-up sleeping bag behind the tool locker." Nora Says

"Yes, I wanted to be thorough with inventory, so I worked late last week, and taking a nap here was easier than going back home to my bed. Which I-I have, of course – a bed...and a home." Castiel Says

"Wow, Steve. You're so... responsible." She walks away, and he turns to go back to the ladder. Then she pauses and turns back toward him. "I've been afraid to ask. I-I don't want to take advantage of you as my employee, and I certainly don't want to jeopardize our working relationship. But as a working single mom, it's hard enough to get a date, let alone meet a really great guy." Castiel looks a little puzzled about where all this is going "And ... tomorrow's my night off, and I know you're off, too, and ... I was just wondering if there's any chance you're... free tomorrow night?" Nora Says

"Um...Yes?..Yes." Castiel Says Then Nora gives him a kiss on the cheek.

"You're the best!" Nora Says Then She walks off happily

Castiel looks around, confused, and turns back to the ladder, with a look of pleased anticipation on his face

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JOE'S CABIN

Dean's reflection in the car, He's suited up, talking to local law enforcement Sheriff, outside Joe's cabin.

"So, uh, four missing?" Dean Asks

"Four dead. Just got confirmation." Sheriff Says

Dean ducks under yellow tape, followed by the Sheriff. "And, uh, any common threads you can think of?"

"Well, Joe in there had the suicide hotline on speed dial. The gal before him was a shut-in. Had enough antidepressants in her medicine cabinet to stock a pharmacy. The first victims – a married couple out of Sugar City. Pretty much a walking billboard for no-fault divorce." Sheriff Says

"Were they all basket cases?" Dean Asks

"If you asked me to make a list of this county's saddest sacks, these four would've been right on top." Sheriff Says

"All right, so, four unhappy people, one of them definitely suicidal. But you've ruled out suicide?" Dean Says Then The Sheriff hands blue gloves to him

"You're gonna want to put these on." Sheriff Says

Inside the cabin, which is awash with pink spray paint; someone in a hazmat white plastic body condom is kneeling, scraping evidence. The door opens and Dean and the Sheriff walk in. Dean who is wearing white gloves grimaces at the odor. He turns around and looks at the room, which is covered with pink.

"This look like suicide to you?" Sheriff Says

"Blood?" Dean Says

"If the tests come back same as the others ... it's everything. Blood, skin, hair, nails. Internal organs. Even clothing fibers. Like these poor souls got run through the world's finest wood-chipper." Sheriff Says

"What about witnesses?" Dean Asks

"Same as the rest Neighbors reported some kind of a pink flash. By the time we got here, all that was left was....this." Sheriff Says

BUNKER MAIN ROOM

Sam and Kevin are reading their books at different tables, Corinna is eating some chips and drinking some iced tea while reading, she feels her stomach and smiles a little and Sam looks over.

"What is it are you okay?" Sam Asks

"Yeah I'm fine it's just, he's kicking like crazy...I guess someone wants real food." Corinna Says

"Oh we're out thanks to you." Sam Says

"Hey don't blame me blame him, he's the one who's hungry all the time." Corinna Says As Sam chuckles

"So since your five months now, have you figured out a name for the baby yet?" Sam Asks

"Hmm I don't know, I always thought if I were to ever get pregnant one day I'll wait till the day I'm in labor to know when." Corinna Says

"So you won't know the baby's name until he comes—" Sam Says

"Right out of my vagina." She and Sam laughs "..Got some suggestions?" Corinna Says

"Oh I don't think you want to hear mines." Sam Says

"Go for it I'm all ears." Corinna Says

"Uh what about Jared." Sam Says

"Jared really?" Corinna Says

"What's wrong with Jared?" Sam Asks

"I didn't say anything." Corinna laughs

"I got one what about Han Solo." Kevin Says

Sam and Corinna looks at Kevin who smiles at his suggestion, She nods her head slowly.

"Han Solo Stark....that would be interesting." Corinna Says

"Very Unique." Sam Says

"Mhmm." Corinna Says

"Hey Corinna I never noticed that watch your wearing, when did you get that?" Sam Asks

Corinna looks at the brown watch on her wrist "Oh it was Denny's, his favorite watch that his dad gave to him when he was a kid. So I figured why not keep it right, something to remember him by...maybe I'll give to the baby when he's older."

"Hmm." His Phone rings "..Excuse me, yeah what's up?" Sam Says As He stands up while on the phone

"Just got back from the cabin, how's the studying going?" Dean Asks

"Yeah, we're almost through the texts over here..we got nothing." Sam Says

Dean is leaning against the Impala, with a coffee cup in hand. "Have you tried Professor Morrison?"

"Yeah, he's unreachable. He took a sabbatical to live amongst the Trobrianders of Papua New Guinea. Needless to say, we're pretty burnt." Sam Says

"Well, there's one guy there who is nothing if not well-rested." Dean Says

"Crowley?" Sam Says

"I'm just saying we're not keeping him chained up for the one-liners." Dean Says

"It's worth a shot, I guess." Sam Says

"Just be careful, all right? Don't fall for any of his "quid pro quo" crap." Dean Says

"Noted. So, what about you? How's Cas' lead panning out?" Sam Asks

"Four victims suddenly exploded. I tried EMF. I've looked for hex bags, sulfur – nada." Dean Says

"Spontaneous combustion? Maybe the Thule?" Sam Says

"No, no, no. I already ruled them out. The bodies were vaporized. They weren't burned." Dean Says

"That sounds like a real case. Dean, I should be there." Sam Says

"Naw, man. That's – That's uh ... not necessary. No, I, uh – I got this one covered." Dean Says

He Pauses, then Dean clicks the phone and hangs up. He stares at the Gas'n'Sip convenience store, and Castiel, visible through the window, bagging a purchase for a customer. Dean thoughtfully taps his cell on the car.

HIGH SCHOOL PARKING LOT

Teenage girl walking across the street from a school, to a school bus, talking on her cell.

"He dumped me, Jace...In the cafeteria. In front of everyone. It's just like ... who does that, you know? Like, why couldn't he just dump me on Facebook like a normal person?..I've been destroyed. Socially and romantically ... totaled. I know. I'm just so embarrassed, Jace. I could just die." She Says

A hand on her shoulder. She turns around to see the same guy with the cross earring who killed the first victim.

"I can help with that." He Says Then lifts a hand, and a pink light and buzzing sound start.

"What?" She Says

His hand approaches her forehead. She screams. A spray of pink hits the side of the bus where she was standing.