Sunrise, Sunset

13. Exile on Main St.

Season Six

ONE YEAR AGO

NOW

An alarm beeped at precisely seven am. Dean woke up in bed next to Lisa.

"You okay?" Lisa asked.

"Yeah, I'm good," Dean replied.

INT. BAR

Dean was having a beer with Sid.

Sid spoke. "And thank God this is before Facebook, right? Because it'd be me and that goat all over the Internet. Don't get me wrong, right? No complaints. But if you'd have said to me, "hey, you -- 15 years from now? Suburbia.""

"Oh. Yeah," Dean agreed.

"Right?"

"Believe me, I know."

"So, you've traveled around a lot, huh?"

"Mm-hmm. Yeah, my whole life, pretty much."

"And?"

"I don't know."

"Come on. You -- what, you moved in, what, about a year ago?"

"Yeah, thereabouts."

"So I been buying you beer for a year. And I think that means you owe me a couple of gory details."

"Oh, no. There's not much to tell, you know? It's, uh... I lived on the road... Took, uh, crap jobs that nobody else wanted."

"Like?"

"Like... Pest control."

"Really? Pest control."

"Yeah. You get to work with a partner or two. You get to help people. You have no idea what's in some people's walls. It could eat 'em alive."

"Yeesh."

"'Course, that was then. And now..."

"You're practically respectable."

"Yeah. Wow. I guess. That's kind of scary, actually."

"Thanks, guys," a waitress said.

"Thank you," Sid replied. "I think she likes you."

Dean held up the receipt with her name, Brigitta, and her phone number on it. "You think?"

"What is it with you?! Like, every time!"

"It's like chicks specifically dig unavailable." He ripped up the receipt. "Who knew?"

"I will see you tomorrow. I'll see you tomorrow."

"Thanks, man." Dean noticed a dirty blonde woman who looked eerily similar to Eden. He shook his head a few times and left the bar.

Eden wasn't totally sure there was a job in town, but all signs seemed to point to yes, and given that she'd seen the town in a vision, she'd decided stay.

EXT. STREET

A woman screamed in the distance.

Dean got a flashlight and gun from his truck and entered a deserted building, followed by two other people. He found some claw marks and blood.

Dean turned to see who'd been following him. "Eden? What the hell are you doing here?"

"What are you doing hunting?" Eden shot back.

"Habit. I thought you were in Sioux Falls."

She shrugged. "Caught a case... And had a vision. Consider me intrigued."