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HIGHWAY
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        "Drive faster, Dean." Elena says.

        "I can't! Are you okay?" Dean asks Sam.

        "Yeah, I'm amazing."

        "You ever seen that many?" Asks Dean.

        "No. No way, not in one place." Sam says.

        "What the hell?" Dean and the gang are being chased by demons. They're trapped and are forced to get out of the car. "Damn it!"

        They're being closed in when and unexpected visitor says an Enochian exorcism. "Well that's something you don't see every day." Elena says.

        "You three alright?" The Man asks them.

       "Peachy." Dean says.

        "Be careful. It's...dangerous around here."

        "Whoa, whoa, whoa, wait." Says Dean.

        "No need to thank us." The Man says.

        "No, hold up a sec! Who are you?" Asks Elena.

        "We're the Sacrament Lutheran Militia."

        "I'm sorry—the what?" Dean asks.

        "I hate to tell you this, but those were demons and this is the Apocalypse. So...buckle up."

ROAD
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        "Looks like we're in the Same line of business." Sam says.

        "And among colleagues." Says Dean. "That's a police-issued shotgun. That truck is, uh...inspired. Where'd you guys pick up all this crap?"

        "You know you pick things up along the way."

       "Guys, come on. This whole corner of the state is nuts with demon omens. We just want to help. That's all." Dean says.

        "We're on the same team here. Just talk to us." Elena says.

        "Follow us."

CHURCH
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        "Dylan, it's a church. Headphones off." A Woman says to her son.

        "Yes, mom."

        "Who would have thought the Apocalypse could be so romantic? Marriage, family—it's a blessing. Especially in times like this. So hold on to that."

        "Wedding?" Sam scoffs. "Seriously?"

        "Yeah. We've had eight so far this week."

        "So Rob tells me you guys hunt demons." The Pastor says.

        "Uh...yes sir." Sam says.

        "You missed a few."

         "Yeah. Tell us about it. Any idea why they're here?" Asks Sam.

         The Pastor shakes his head. "They sure seem to like us, though. Follow me, gentlemen." He says

        "So you're a preacher?" Dean asks him.

        "Not what you expected, huh?"

        "Well, dude, you're packing." Dean says.