TEXHOMA, TEXAS - NIGHT - PARKING LOT - B'S SUGAR BAR
One woman supported her drunk and staggering friend as they walked to the only car in the lot.
"All right, we're almost there," Angela said.
"You're so good to me, Angela," Sally replied.
"Mm-hmm."
"What would I do without you? Hmm? What would I do without my best friend?!"
"Okay, Sally, okay, let's... let's just get you home."
"- Or..."
"Okay?"
"...Ryan said there was an after party at his house."
"No, no, no. No more after parties. No more drinking. No more guys."
Sally held a hand up to her mouth. "Uh-oh."
"Sally?"
Sally ran across the lot and was sick in the bushes while Angela got in the car to wait for her.
"Great. Purge your sins. Then we'll get you home."
While Sally was sick, Angela struggled against someone inside her car, and was overpowered. When Sally turned back around a few moments later, Angela and the car were both gone.
"Angela? Angela?!" Sally called.
DIMLY LIT BASEMENT
Angela was tied to a chair and an IV tube ran from her arm to a heavy door with a grated window, behind which something stirred.
"Hello?" Angela asked.
Angela struggled to get free, and whatever was behind the door growled and paced as her blood dripped into its cage. The monster grabbed the bars and growled at her, and Angela screamed.
BUNKER - DEAN AND ALANA'S ROOM
Dean sat in bed searching for something to hunt on his phone, scrolling through positive news stories with nothing out of the ordinary. "Anything? Crop circles? Body without a heart? Anything? Come on, Internet."
Dean stopped scrolling on a story headlined, "My Friend Was Raptured While I Was Drunk," below a photo of Angela, from the cold open. "Oh, hello. Yeah."
BUNKER - KITCHEN
Dean came in to find Sam, Sylvie and Eileen cheerfully preparing a massive breakfast. Alana was drinking coffee and the kids were sitting at their table, impatiently waiting.
"It's never enough food," Sam said.
"Hey," Dean greeted.
"Ho-ho!"
"Hey," Eileen said.
"Look who's alive," Sam commented.
"Yeah, mostly," Dean replied.
"You hungry? We have, uh, eggs, pancakes, bacon."
"That real bacon? 'Cause, you know, you..." Dean looked at Eileen and Sylvie, and they gave him a knowing smile. "Are you three hungover?"
"We might've gotten just a little carried away with the margaritas last night," Eileen admitted.
Alana nodded. "Yeah, you three were pretty loud. Sam, Sylvie, that's especially directed at you."
Dean grinned. "Ho-ho! I knew I liked you."
"Sit. Eat," Eileen instructed.
"No, no. Uh, nah, I can't."
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Love Never Fails
Mystery / Thriller[COMPLETE, BUT POST SHOW CHAPTERS COMING] The Mark has been removed, but at a cost. The Darkness is unleashed upon the world and is a threat so fierce even angels fear it. Another group of hunters becomes the enemy the Winchesters and friends must...
