Supernatural: 250!!

Pretty much everyone showed up and was badass. Except Crowley, who was his normal smartass.

I really loved that terrorist expert dude. Shame he had to die.

Mick Davies and his soft hands are having a hard time recruiting American hunters for his cause. All that “Do as I say.” stuff don’t sit so well with this crew. But, he does have a cool Fringe-style typewriter to make his reports on, so there’s that.

Mary is understandably upset that her boys are missing, and that Castiel left them behind. I don’t see it that way, but everyone is so upset over the boys missing, I can understand how she feels, and I won’t nitpick. When Cass goes to enlist Crowley’s help, he gets a big, fat, NOPE. So, Castiel becomes SadCass as he recounts how he is a terrible hunter to Mary. Everyone is so sad.

Meanwhile, in the LockedUpForeverHouse:

Sam is grossed out by chow time, but Dean is okay with it. After weeks in solitary, the Chow Time Marine finds Sam and Dean dead in their cells. Now, the Powers are rightly freaked out about this, but we know this is a Winchester shenanigan. We just aren’t quite sure what kind of shenanigan just yet.

Once our beautiful boys come back from the dead, and tip-toe their way outta the morgue, and then the super secret facility, we get the Winchester version of The Fugitive. Someone in the writer’s room loves to give Dean lines pulled straight from Harrison Ford movies. I AM FINE WITH THIS.

I was looking for an excellent screen grab of Dean’s fabulous hair, but this was all I could find. It doesn’t really capture the ‘do, as much as his general handsomeness.

(Also, mucho kudos to the hair department, for Dean’s on-the-run hair. Good lord. *fans self*)

Dean snags a cell phone and calls Cas. With a map and some quick calculations, Sam figures out where they are, and tells Cass to meet them by the road. The search party is hot on their trail, and Sam and Dean tromp their way through the Colorado forest, while Cass and Mary team up with Mick and Mr. Ketch, who are more than willing to help them track down Sam and Dean.


The Brits commandeer a satellite to find the boys, and they head off.

A stray marine happens upon Sam and Dean, who immediately gets a sleeper hold nite-nite via Sammy. Dean grabs the walkie, and unleashes this lovely monologue:

“Well, what we have here is a failure to communicate. Because we aren’t trapped out here with you. You’re trapped out here with us.”


Now, I must admit, when Sam and Dean find the cabin in the woods, and light that lantern, I did worry for a hot sec that they had made a fatal error. Silly me.

Once the search party finds the cabin – sure they have the boys cornered – the Winchester brothers unleash a fun house of booby traps and shenanigans, disarming the party, and rubbing it in on their way out of there,

Sam: “You want the truth? The president was possessed by the devil. We saved his life. That’s the truth.”

Dean: “Now, you can take that and do what you want with it. You come after us, you know what will happen.”

Lackey: “Who are you?”

Sam: “We’re the guys who saved the world.”


Cass and Mary find Sam and Dean. Hugs all around! Once again, the Brits are genial. And once again, we see the biggest downside of our friends from across the pond: they don’t like leaving witnesses. When Sam and Dean finally find out about all the killing, they are so not gonna be happy.

For the final Whaaa..? of the episode, we find out that Dean made a deal with Billie the reaper. We all know how she feels about these guys dying, right? Dean volunteers to be the one to die, because of course he does. But Mary grabs a gun, and is ready to take herself out. Billie is fine with it, any Winchester in a storm, I guess. Everyone looks distraught! Until Cass takes his angel blade and kills Billie!

PROBLEM SOLVED! (We shall see)

You were awesome, Billie, but you had to go. SorryNotSorry

Castiel: “You know this world? This sad, doomed, little world? It needs you. It needs every last Winchester it can get, and I will not let you die. I won’t let any of you die. I won’t let you sacrifice yourselves. You mean too much to me, to everything. Yeah, you made a deal. You made stupid deal, and I broke it. You’re welcome.”


At the end of it all, Mick finally gets a hunter to listen to his pitch, as Mary sits down with him and says, “I’m listening.”


NEXT! Fighting angels and shit. Or something like that. It’s hard to tell, really.