97. Our Father, Who Aren't in Heaven

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"Is this John?" Adam asked.

"John died," Dean replied. "Who is this?"

"I-I'm his son."

"Adam was our brother. He died like a hunter. He deserves to go out like one."

"Maybe we can bring him back, get ahold of Cas, call in a favor," Sam suggested.

"These angels tell me that I'm chosen," Adam said. "Michael, I'm his sword or vessel."

"Hey, assbutt!" Castiel cried.

Glass shattered and there were screams.

"We're brothers and she's our friend," Sam told Dean.

"God is doing this to us!" Dean and Alana yelled.

"God was supposed to be gone," Alana said bitterly.

"What if I'm seeing Chuck's endings?" Sam wondered. "Aah!"

"Eileen, we can bring you back." Sam and Sylvie began the spell. "Ex spiritu incarnatum est."

Sam grunted. "Chuck is weak. I think we can beat him."

"I can see it now, "Supernatural: The End"," Chuck said.

"It's God, Sam. How the hell are we supposed to fight God?" Dean asked.

CASINO

Take Me For What I Am by Henry Ford played.

A slot machine blared and coins clacked as a waitress slowly made her way to a man.

"You went easy on the rum this time, right?" Chuck asked.

"Uh-huh," the waitress replied nervously.

"'Cause, you know, you don't want me cranky. Keep 'em coming."

The slot machine blared and coins clacked.

"That's a winner!" Chuck cried.

WAREHOUSE

There was a snarling and Eileen and Sylvie breathed heavily and cried as they got hit. "Aah!"

The grunts and roars continued.

Eileen and Sylvie rammed into a body. "Sam!"

The growls and body thuds sounded again.

"Hey! Were you tailing us?" Eileen asked.

"You could have left a note," Sam replied.

Sylvie smirked. "You're worried about us."

"You... you think I'm being overprotective?"

"A little bit."

BUNKER

Dean sniffed and the kids sat in chairs, Spencer and Shawn starting to reach for the cloth-covered item. "Spence, Shawn, no. That's not for either of you. I got it! The answer to all of our problems maybe. Alana, I see your look. Stop it. So, we know that Chuck is weak, right? If we're to take our shot, now's the time. But a weak God is still God."

"So, how the hell are we supposed to take him down?"

"Well, I was doing some thinking. And then Claudia found this cloth. What if the answer is right under our noses? Leave it alone, you two."

Spencer pouted. "Wanna wook."

"The Demon Tablet?" Sam and Sylvie asked.

"Boom," Dean said.

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