act three

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ACT three

Ext.- forest with log cabin - early evening

Arriving at a Cabin in the impala. they are about 50 miles from the tribe's' land. It was Marie's suggestion that they stay here. A pit stop so they can rest before the fight. 

The Girls Marie, Elie and Jessie are going inside carrying Bags. Sam and Dean stay out by the car. Dean putting his arms on the top of the car.

DEAN

Man, this is a bad idea. I'm not feeling this.

SAM

The girl is a Nephilim and she's gifted by her Indian blood. This will work! All we have to do is get her to the cave.

DEAN

    You mean the cave where the evil, which we're still in the dark on, creates the deadliest demons we've face?Where he lives and feeds! Not to mention that we have to go in without any real weapon other than a child which it's exactly what it wants! 

SAM (Shakes his head)

It's not our best plan but we're not reinventing the wheel here! Their lore says it's the way to deal with this.

DEAN

Yeah. Real confidence builder

SAM

C'mon, we're burning daylight.

Dean scoffs.

INT. -inside the cabin

Elie is setting up potions while Marie is checking guns and flares.

Jessie is starting a fire but before lighting it she looks at her mother who slightly shakes her head. The child rises to grab the matches waiting on the shelf, lighting the fire manually.

Dean enters with his duffel bag and backpack, followed by Sam carrying a box filled to the brink with books. The room is spacious with a large couch; a dining table and a kitchen on the first floor, the stairs going up are really steep angled.

DEAN (with a smirk)

I call the Couch!

Sam unimpressed walks past him and drop the heavy box on the coffee table.

Marie smiles and shakes her head, like she knows something they don't.

DEAN

What? What'd I miss?

MARIE  (putting the empty gun on the table)

Did you drink it? The potion Audrey made you?

DEAN

No, I haven't and I don't intend to either. If Famine didn't get my mojo going neither will a bunch of crazy women.

MARIE (Shoulder Shrug)

Suit yourself.

ELIE

Famine? Like in the horseman?

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