Episode 3 The Headless Horseman

Episode 3

The Headless Horseman

In the early morning, Sam and Dean get out of the car to head to some house in formal suits. On their way to knock on its door, Dean stops Sam and says in an annoyed manner.

Why are we even here? Since when are we that much concerned with those idiots signing contracts with demons?

Sam replies.

Dean, that girl needs help. Maybe, we could help her out of her deal.

Dean

Need I remind you that you, yourself, signed a contract with Crowley, one you yourself can’t reverse up till now. So tell me, how are you supposed to save her given that you can’t even save yourself? Or are you considering ganging all the hell hounds?

Sam replies as he rings the bell.

Won’t cost us anything to at least listen to her.

After a while, inside the place, Sam and Dean are sitting in the hall together with a young woman wearing a soft pink dress and her delicacy reveals in her attitude. She looks at both of them and anxiously she speaks.

My parents aren’t home yet. They don’t know anything about it though. I was young, and I wasn’t even sure if it was real.

Sam asks her

Could you tell us what happened exactly, Mary?

Mary nervously replies.

Yeah, of course, drink something?

Sam replies attempting to ease her worries.

No, thanks. Just relax, just tell us what happened on that day.

Mary proceeds telling her story.

I’m 19 years old. When I was nine, my mother got terribly sick. I even heard my father arguing with her doctor more than once, always saying the same words; do something, make a miracle, just don’t let my wife die. Despite my age, I knew my mother was gonna leave us. They brought her back home telling that they’d nothing in handy to do and that they lost hope. I kept on watching my father crying by her side every night. And on one night, I fled home. I was devastated and desperate. I ran away so far, I almost remember how I kept on running aimlessly in the streets and eventually, I got lost, couldn’t tell where I was. Then, I found myself in some deserted place so I couldn’t help but cry and sob deeply, kept screaming for help. And he was there, that man, he told me that he could help.

Sam asks Mary, meanwhile, Dean remains silently listening to her.

What did he offer you?

Mary

He offered me ten years in return of improving my mother’s condition. But you’ve to know, I was nothing but a little kid, I didn’t even know that it was real, even after I got back home and found my mother fine, I couldn’t understand. Till last year, I learned about others who happened to get to the same trap. Only then that I knew how real it was.

Dean to Sam.

Sam, guess I have to take a few minutes with you, come on outside.

Sam

Just a moment, Dean. Mary, how long have you got left as you presume?

Mary

I guess, about a month....I’ve been suffered from some creepy hallucinations, I already read about it once I surfed the internet about the aspect and then I got all the details I needed to know.....I’m freaking out, Can you help me?

Sam gets a small piece of paper out of his pocket to write down his own phone number and then he hands it over to Mary and says.

Mary, this is my phone number, we’ll keep in touch, OK? If anything ever happens wrong, just call me and we’re gonna figure about what to do next.

After a while, Sam and Dean leave Mary’s house heading back to the car when Dean stops Sam by nervously standing in his way to say.

What is this? Ha? Now truly tell me, what the hell was that?

Sam replies

Dean, the girl needs our help. She doesn’t deserve to die like that.

Dean

Since when do we offer help to those who sign contracts?

Sam

Can’t you see how desperate she was?! She was just a kid. Now, if we abandon her in this, she’s gonna leave her father, mother and little brother, she’s gonna die. She deserves some help.

Dean

Sam, what are we supposed to do? We’ve never been able to face the hell hounds ever before. We can’t even see them. And please, elaborate, was that what kept you alert yesterday unable to sleep then? Getting on a case to kill a hell hound? What are you planning for?   

Sam

Nothing. I just wanna save that girl.

Dean

No, you wanna slam the doors of hell shut, you wanna grab it on yourself once again, don’t you? That’s what you planned on telling me yesterday, is that it? So that’s your marvelous solution then, shutting the gates of hell!

Sam nervously

Dean....

Dean furiously interrupts.

Can’t believe it! Can’t believe we’re back again to that endless cycle, new secrets, lies and manipulation.

Sam trying to make a point.

Dean, just listen.

But Dean anger rises even more and then nervously he utters.

What do you certainly wanna tell? You failed those trials on the first time because you deliberately pulled back, so seriously tell me, do you really think that it’s gonna work this time? And if it does, what in hell do you think the price’s gonna be? Your life, Sam.

Dean’s words infuriated Sam who shouts back in response to say.

So you think I do have a life? In a less than one year time, I’m gonna be stuck in hell for like forever. So if given the chance, I’m gonna pick closing those gates before my death letting my soul find a place in heaven rather than been shoved to hell. I’m gonna shut them close because such thing will end the misery of more innocents caused by Crowley and those like him. That’s what I should have done on the first time, but you stopped me. But let me tell you, this time whether you allowed it or not, I’m surely gonna make it and there’s no going back given you’re with me or not.

Dean

No, no, I won’t allow it.

Sam

Dean, this will finish off Crowley and will prevent him from taking control over you, It’ll save all so much more people than we think, even me, I’ll be fine. Do you really want me to stay in hell forever? And then let Crowley take control over you? Even worse, take control over the whole world? Is this the kinda end you really wish?

Dean

The question is, what end do “you” wish? The one with you dead and me alive, is that it?

Sam

Yeah, Dean. In a world free from evil. I want you to forget all the stuff we went through and get a fresh start of your own. I want you to fall in love, to get married, and have children in a clean world. At least, one of us gets to make it outta this crap alive. One of us survives it, while the other, the other is gonna leave to heaven, pleased by the legacy he left behind, waiting for his bro. to follow him. People down here are gonna be fine. Absolutely not like now. As we waste our time talking now, a lot of people are suffering, dying, or signing contracts out of despair just like Mary right here. Think about this, for how long’s gonna last? In the end, we know that we’re gonna have to deal with it.

Dean

Apparently, you already took your decision then.

Sam

I took it all since I signed that contract with Crowley. From that moment, I knew that that son of bitch must pay for it and be locked in his own hell for eternity. I desperately need to do this.

Dean

So you still keep them, those special spells about those rituals?

Sam

Yes, I still keep them. I knew that one day, I’m gonna have to be compelled to use them once again. Slamming those gates of hell is something I never stopped thinking about.

At that moment, Sam ‘s phone rings out, so he picks it up to reply while Dean asks.

Who’s it?

Sam replies after looking to his phone screen.

It’s Frank, the hunter I worked with when you were ill.

A few hours passed, Sam and Dean drove the car back home, and as the enter the hall, they find Frank awaiting for them, he’s standing just in front of the bunker library, exploring the books. Sam quickly and furiously rushes towards him and says.

How did you come in?

Frank turns to Sam and Dean and calmly he leaves the book from his hand and with a smirk he self confidently answers.

I have my own special ways. Dean, you look better. I saw you when Sam carried you ill to the hospital, it’s Frank, by the way.

Dean coldly comments back then he grabs a chair to have a seat trying not to show so much concern to him.

Yeah, I know you. Sam pretty much told me about you and the army of yours.

Frank fetches himself a seat and then proceeds.

It’s good to see you up and around, man. Now listen to me, the both of you.

Sam gets a seat and anxiously he asks Frank.

On the phone, you told that you’ve something to tell. You said you know about the mark. What did you mean?

Frank

Yes, just this morning, I knew that Dean has the mark of Cain and that he turned into a demon.

Sam and Dean get stunned. The keep looking at one another anxiously, then Sam looks to Frank and asks.

How? Who told you?

Frank

One of my hunters was torturing some demon to get some information and by coincidence he learned about Dean’s demon thing and of course he told me and for that I called you.

Sam gets shocked and then looks to Dean and says.

What? So the demons know then?

Frank

Which means that the demon told the truth or what?

Dean nervously replies.

Yes, I’m a demon. Any objection? And tell me this, why are you torturing demons?

Frank grins and sarcastically he replies.

What? Are you on team demons now or something? Maybe they’re gonna make you their peace ambassador to speak on their behalf by now.

Sam

Frank, we’re already nervous and we’ve no time for your jokes right now. Why are you investigating the demons?

Frank replies.

He’s one of Crowley’s men. We investigated him to learn about their future schemes.

Sam

Well, then what did he tell?

Frank

He told that Dean is no longer human and that he turned into a demon and that Crowley’s working his way out to reach him for taking control over his actions for forging himself new knights of hell also some other bunch of knights to entirely control the earth and even transport the hell up to it.

In that moment Dean jumps up out of his seat and disturbed he replies.

No.

Sam annoyed.

So that’s Crowley’s plan then, take control over the world up here.

Frank

Of course, for protecting himself, seeking the greatest power he could achieve, after all that’s what war means, either us or them. And given how this war concerns us and how it’ll impact all of us, therefore, that’s why I’m here, to get to rationally discuss the terms of this new war. It’s not about only you anymore. I came here to finish off this threat who’s threatening all of us now.

Dean to Frank.

So, you’re here for....for killing me.....but first you need to learn that killing me won’t help a squat, Crowley’s coming back with the blade and he’s typically bringing me back and this time, he won’t wait all that long to get his full control over me.

Frank replies Dean who’s standing just in front of him.

I know that. I’m not here to kill you, Dean.

Dean

So why are you here then?

Sam asks Frank

Do you’ve something to tell that could help or what?

Frank

Actually, there’s some solution but it’s not gonna be that much pleasant.

Dean sits down, looks at Frank with so much concern and then says.

So tell then! We’re all ears.

Frank

The mark you possess is miraculously powerful given that it’s the very first mark to be ever created so to rid yourself off it, you’re gonna need to acquire some others marks in order to replace it!

Sam surprised.

So there are some marks other than that mark then?

Frank

Forty people around the world share other copies the resemble that mark.

Dean

Forty marks??

Frank

Yeah, and each and every one of them has a very distinctive characteristic to define it from the other. Yours, is the mark of Cain and it symbolizes murder and is related to the blade. For the other guys, each one of them is with a mark that is significantly different in shape from yours and with some other different feature that defines it too. For example, someone is carrying a mark that symbolizes wisdom and is related to illumination which means that whoever holds that kinda mark is someone whose soul has a lot of wisdom qualifications that signify him from within and in return he’s also highly concerned with their burdens. And everyone with a mark like those is also burdened by some kinda characteristic that represents it as a reflection. Take a look at those photos, they’ll show you some more examples to comprehend what I just said.

Frank picks up some papers from the table just by his right side while the photos were already in his other hand and gathered them together to hand them all to Sam and Dean. Then Sam gets closer to him to point his finger to one of the photos while they’re still in Frank’s hand and says.

Take a look at this, what does it mean? It’s a photo of a house underneath the sea.

Frank

It’s France Dolapiz, his mark is related to water, he’s capable of breathing under water and even living too.

Dean points his finger to some other photo and asks.

And what about this one?

Frank

Symbolizes fire, it’s a very ancient, quite terrifying symbol, you don’t wanna get to it. The guy’s story tells that he was just a normal guy who turned into a man of fire, he was some kinda tyrant, he’d vanquished entire villages back then until he was finally exiled to a deep hurricane and he’s believed to be locked up out there up till now.

Dean

Locked up in a hurricane? Can’t he just escape it?

Frank

I don’t know, but he’s never been able to before.

Sam

And how does he look like, is he really on fire?

Frank

Literally, just focus on the symbol, he’s a man of fire.

Dean surprised wonders about another mark.

Weird actually! And what about this one? Did its owner get transformed into a flying horse?

Frank

Actually not, the mark here symbolized the ability to create alternative fictional worlds, horses as weird as this one, entire cities, even an entire different fictional world and the mark’s owner had forged all those kinda numerous worlds and was later called “the prince of fiction” but he sooner got isolated from the whole world because of the burden he’d carried, after a while, he couldn’t be able to tell the difference between reality and the fiction he’d created once before.

Dean

Can’t we just find ourselves some decent mark among these crap?

Frank replies.

There’s something funny.

Dean

What?

Frank

Look at this man, he loved a pretty woman and when she loved him back, he found it hard to understand her. She was his first real love in his life but he almost lost her because he couldn’t figure out her needs and her wants. His mark was to turn into a woman for a whole week just to be able to comprehend women.

Dean

I believe I’ve watched a movie telling that kinda story before.

Sam

He turned into a woman! Really?

Frank

Yes, but for just a week. Then he turned back into a man, married her and lived happily with her.

Dean

Seems like there’s no burden in this.

Frank

The owners of those marks are never allowed to die, Dean, and that on it’s own is a  great burden after all, not to mention that this man up till now can understand the emotions of the women close to him. He kinda suffers the hurt that a woman he loves suffers. And those are terrible burdens if you consider ‘em.

Sam points to some other photo and asks.

What’s this? It’s written on it “the man of Darkness”?

Frank

Yeah, because he never sees daylight. What he truly sees, is only night.

Sam

But why?

Frank

No clue. No much information are offered about him.

Sam

But where did those marks all come from?

Frank

It’s said that there’s a great garden in some other dimension contains a great number of marks. The garden has a portal some where with a guard that keep the marks safe. And as I told, each mark has its own characteristics. The guard’s only allowed forty of those marks he secures to be released but later he got punished by kept locked within. So it’s just him and the marks in the garden now. He can’t escape it till now.

Dean

Why did he allow those marks to be released anyway?

Frank

Of course he had his reasons. I don’t know everything but what I really do know is that his garden is stuffed with thousands of marks none but forty only got freed out.

Sam

And the mark of Cain is one of those forty.

Frank

The first, actually. That’s why it’s that much powerful. It needs at least three other marks to encounter it.

Dean annoyed.

Three? And how am I supposed to find them as long as the gate is kept locked? We don’t even know where the hell it is.

Frank

You’re gonna find it if you manage to rescue three out of those who possess those marks. Look at the photos, you’ve to take off three marks of three of those guys.

Dean

Take them from their owners?

Frank

Yeah, which means that we have to find three out of forty folks. And when it happens, you’re gonna siphon off their mark. This way, you’re gonna save the marks owners and as a result you’ll rid yourself of the mark of Cain and of course rid of its burden too.

Dean

Then I’ll turn back human again?

Frank

Exactly, yes.

Dean

Can’t believe what I’m hearing. Who’d have thought about an entire garden for marks? Even with a guard?! Better that he’s locked up in it otherwise the bastard would have let out more and more marks to screw the world over.

Sam

Thousands of marks, weird as hell, but what’s important right now is to help us get Dean back human.

Frank

By the way, guys, no offense, but I can’t help but wonder why are you still even here? I mean how’s Crowley leaving you up till now on your own? According to what I learned, once he shows up anywhere you exist and gives you an order, you’ll do nothing but answer his command.

Sam

Yeah, but Cas possesses him now and right now he’s working on neutralizing that demon force within Dean using his angelic divine powers.

Frank

Cas? Inside you? Right now?

Dean both surprised and disturbed.

Do you know Cas? Does he do?

Sam

We worked together, Dean, I told you, by the way, how do you feel? Does it upset you, you know, Cas’s inner presence?

Dean

Of course, it pisses me off, I feel like I need to keep on regarding whatever thoughts I have for all the freaking time.

Frank

And why did you let him in anyway?

Sam

Something about protection of sorts, to cease Crowley from taking control over him.

Dean to Frank

Forget about Cas now. Why don’t you just tell us where you got all those photos and books from?

Frank replies with a smirk.

Seems like Sam haven’t spoken to you a lot about me, I guess. But if you like, I could accompany you to my palace to show you how many libraries I do own. And if you allow me, I could even take you on a visit to my personal Camp, you’ll love it.

Sam

Frank, please let’s get back on work now, we’ve a hell of a lot of things that we need to understand.

Frank stands and puts, the photos and papers he had in hand, on the table then says.

Not that simple, I guess. I will say a squat if I’m not delivered a complete supper meal by now. And as usual, you don’t have anything quite worthy of eating in this place of yours.

Sam

Where to?

Frank replies as he robs Dean of his Impala keys that were in his pocket.

Leaving to get some plenty of food, drink and even a well-known brand of coffee. I’ll be back soon, just give me these!

Dean exclaims at Frank for taking his keys.

What you’re doing?

Frank replies as he heads to the door.

Borrowing your Car for a little while.

Dean angrily chases him and then he cries out.

Give me back my keys, NOW! Don’t you have one of your own?

Frank replies and he’s almost out of the place.

Just wanna try yours!

Dean tries to follow him but Frank’s already left so Dean yells out.

Of course, you’re not taking them, hey you, get back my keys. HE TOOK MY KEYS!

Sam follows them and says.

Chill up, Dean, he’s not gonna steal it.

Dean

I don’t like this man, Sam.

Sam

You’re kidding me?! He’s a treasure of information. I guess we’ve finally found our way for you back into human. This man is really some kinda angel.

After some hours passed, in the evening, Frank grabs some of his personal stuff and gets himself a room in Sam and Dean’s bunker. He elegantly laid out the room and placed his stuff within. Sam and Dean are standing outside the room, taking a look at the changes then Frank asks.

So now what do you think? Beautiful, isn’t it?

Dean replies with a glance of annoyance.

A girl’s room!

Frank

Frankly, it’s not. It’s just quite tidy.

Dean nervously.

Was it really that necessary for you to change accommodation ?

Frank

The power of three in work is far much better than the power of only two. You need me.

Sam comments.

Four, as a matter of fact, we’re literally four by now, by adding Cas to the count. And Ezek. If you considered it too.

Dean interrupts Sam and irritated he proceeds.

Sam....stop it....you could have helped on phone if you’d like.

Frank stands up and gets closer to Dean and with a provoking grin he utters to him.

Be honest with yourself, Dean. Are you that much annoyed because I got the room close to you?

Dean leaves but as he goes he replies.

Fine, this is ridiculous. I’m gonna fetch myself something to eat.

Frank

Wait for us, we’re coming.

Sam

Why are you keeping on provoking him?

Frank giggles and replies.

Easy, because Dean is the kinda guy that can be easily irritated.

Sam

Don’t you ever speak about my brother like this again.

In the morning of the following day, a few hours after sunrise, Frank enters Dean’s room holding a glass of water and he spatters sleeping Dean with some of its content while still in bed. Dean nervously jerks up of his bed and then he shouts.

Ah, what’s that?

Frank

Relax, don’t panic, it’s just some regular water....not holy one.

Dean stares at Frank and says.

What you’re doing here?

Frank sarcastically.

Came to watch the sunrise. Your room is the best in this, you know. Basically sun prefers shining just when it comes across demons. It thrills her to catch a glimpse...

Dean interrupts.

What??

Frank

Why would you think? It’s morning and we’ve work to do so wake up.

Dean furiously.

Get the hell out of my room and never turn back.

Frank reveals his other hand which had another glass of water. He gets it closer to Dean and utters.

Well, so now I can use the holy water then. Move your ass up or I swear to God I’ll spatter your face.....

Dean

Get this crap out of my face.

Frank

I’ll wait for you outside. In a few minutes, if you don’t reveal, I’m gonna show up again.

In the hall, Dean shows up after leaving his room, he’s irritated and highly furious, and he’s still in his nightwear hardly managing to resist sleep, and as he moves to the hall he encounters Sam who doesn’t look so well and he’s also still in the nightwear and barely functioning to overcome his sleepy mood then he asks Dean.

How did he wake you up?

Dean disturbed answers.

He threatened me........Sam, it’s still six a.m, what in hell are we supposed to do this early in the morning?

Sam utters to Frank as he has a seat.

Frank, what’s the matter?

Frank replies as he opens his laptop.

We’ve work to do, I’m making you coffee while you, take a look at my laptop over here.

Dean gets closer and gets himself a seat.

What news do you get?

Frank

A new case you’ll work on.

Sam

Frank, right now we’re more concerned with finding the marks, not to mention it’s still six a.m.

Frank

If you were folks from my encampment, I would punish you for this. You’re so lazy.

Sam

That’s ridiculous.

Dean

Fine, let’s get it over with. Just shut up and prepare the coffee. I feel like I’m in need of ten cups at least and still not sure if they’ll even help that much.

After a while, Sam, Dean and Frank are drinking the coffee, surfing the internet on the laptop when Dean wonders while still looking at the laptop and the photos on it.

When in hell did that happen?

Frank

It all started three weeks ago, I was surfing the internet for more marks when I ran into this.

Sam

These photos are awful.

Frank

Yeah, totally barbaric, each corpse’s been decapitated. We’re talking about seventeen victims just within only three weeks! All from only one city. A city somehow far from this place but it’s a very simple and small city and its citizens are so poor, they’re in a bad need for help right now.

Dean

Well, but maybe he’s just some psycho killer. What makes it so special to the point of confirming that it’s all related to us?

Frank

Take a look at what the witnesses said. Three of them confirmed seeing a horseman on his horse slaughtering the victims. And look at this; a headless horseman.

Sam and Dean look shocked at each others then Sam utters.

A headless horseman?

Dean

What age are we in?....Isn’t it some sort of a movie starred by Johnny Depp as I recall or what?

Frank

Not just a movie. It’s a legend. That headless man was some kinda ancient legend about a strong warrior who used to massacre his victims by cutting off their heads till he himself was sentenced to death by decapitation, the head got buried with the body together with the horse. 

Dean

What about the marks? We’re supposed to be working on them right now.

Frank

Don’t worry about the marks, I’m gonna keep in searching about them once this case is finished. Look, we’re literally talking about a whole city exposed to daily death.

Sam

Dean, what do you think?

Dean sarcastically

Well, seems like we’re having some maniac looking for his own head among the locals. Let’s fetch him it.

After a few hours passed, in the car, Dean is driving on the highway with Sam at his right side while Frank sits in the back seat carrying his laptop and searching the internet for more information about the marks, Dean looks at Frank through the front mirror and asks.

You’re looking for the marks?

Frank looks to Dean and replies.

Yeah, better use of our time; this journey’s quite long.

Sam looks to Frank through the mirror and utters.

Shouldn’t we be searching right now for a means to kill that headless horseman? We’re reaching the city at any minute.

Frank

You’re probably right. I’m gonna look this up.

Dean

Just a moment....what about the marks? Just keep digging into them, they’re much more important to us right now.

Frank

The marks then alright.

Sam to Dean.

No, Dean, not now. We’re running into that headless monster and we’ve no clue to his demise, we need to know how to finish him off. Frank, look us a way to do it.

Frank switches off his laptop and angrily places it aside and cries out.

What am supposed to do right now? I’m in no mood to look up anything now. Ain’t already enough just to be sitting here in the back seat??

Dean

Don’t even dream about sitting elsewhere. I’m barely accepting your presence after all. So, better to start searching for those marks silently.

Sam

Dean, I’m telling you, we’re in a desperate need to find some kinda weapon for the monster we’re about to run into and you’re still about those freaking marks? What’s wrong with you?

Dean

The marks are more important.

Sam

No, they’re not....we need to finish this case as fast as we can.

Dean

And I’m in a terrible need to finish this mark thing as fast as I can too and in doing so ridding myself of Frank as well so he may finally leave our home.

Frank annoyed.

Oh, well this is really intolerable. Can’t you just find some sort of an agreement? Stop this bickering already! How long till we finally reach this freaking city?

  

After a few hours, Sam, Dean and Frank arrived the city. It’s an old city somehow far from the other nearby large ones. As they do, they directly head to the sheriff responsible for the city and he’s a man in his forties, as they enter his office, he welcomes them.

So good to see that you’ve come. No one believed our story and the government didn’t send any kind of help we need.

Sam, Dean and Frank, the three of them are having seats in the sheriff office, Sam asks him.

What’s going on here exactly? What we’ve learned is that he’s killed seventeen people in three weeks time.

Sheriff

Yeah, damn right. It’s horrible, something that never happened before. Citizens of this city are so good and poor, they were not used to these kind of murderers. Now, we’re frankly talking about seventeen murders within only three weeks. This is actually horrific.

Frank

And the corpses? Did you bury them yet?

Sheriff

Yeah, we buried all of them. And all of them were head-free. And we didn’t manage to find those lost heads up till now despite of the fact that we’ve been searching everywhere for them.

Frank

According to your investigations, sir? Who do you think is responsible for those murders?

The sheriff becomes nervous, keeps silent for a while, then anxiously replies.

You’re gonna think I’m crazy if I do tell. But you’ve to believe me, several people too got to watch the whole thing by their own eyes.

Dean

What did you see?

Sheriff

Let’s take a walk through the city. I’m gonna drive you to a hotel to settle in before night. And on the way, I’ll explain you everything.

Evening is about to strike. The city’s quiet, all its citizens are about to get back home. Sam, Dean and Frank together with the sheriff get into the impala and just behind them, a police car follows so as to carry the sheriff back to his office after heading the three to the hotel. The sheriff, who’s sitting by Dean’s side as the latter drives, utters.

As you see. Before night comes, people already start to get back to their homes. I’ll lead you to the hotel then I’ll head immediately with my deputy back to my office. No one dares to wander the streets at night recently. Since about a month, our conditions have  grown so bad because of the new crimes that have been happening.

Sam, who’s sitting at the back, asks the sheriff.

The crimes happen at night?

The sheriff

Yes, they do. The city’s grown so terrifying by the day. Anyone who dares coming out of his house at night, is exposed to getting slaughtered.

Dean

But till now, you’ve not told us who exactly do you think is responsible for those murders?

The sheriff

This is weird, but we happened to witness it with our own eyes, it’s him, that headless horseman. He comes riding his horse angrily, fiercely and at a great speed and kills whoever gets in his way. I know you don’t believe me right now maybe you’re finding my words somehow unbelievable but....I’m not the only one who saw him.

Frank

A headless horseman? Do you wanna say that a ghost happened to kill seventeen people from your city?

Dean looks to Frank through the mirror. Sam do the same to Frank who’s just by his side in the back seat and he’s stunned while the sheriff grows more nervous.

I know that’s quite insane but I swear it’s what have been happening precisely. Some kind of a ghost to that horseman’s been haunting us.

Frank

Sir, we’re FBI agents and we’ve come to you from a very far place. We were even more of obliged to do so and we’re driving this piece of scrap because we were in no way allowed to take our precious expensive cars to such a far, exile place as the one we’re in now....for that, please don’t get us fooled.

Dean’s about to lose his mind after listening to what Frank’s just uttered about his beloved car. He gets nervous to the point of swaying the car and almost having an accident which forces the whole lot strongly forward so Dean stops the car after parking it by the side way and says.

Are you all alright?

Frank

What’s wrong with you? You could have killed us all!

The sheriff

It’s OK. These roads are quite old already.

Frank

It’s not about the roads, sir. But as I told you, we’ve been driving this piece of scrap here and from a very far place. So, it’s quite expected for us to get into this.

Dean furiously.

If this “piece of scrap” doesn’t suit you, why don’t you just get out and complete your way on feet. Maybe, you should walk just in front of us so I’d get this piece of scrap just on your body.

The sheriff glances Dean with utter bewilderment and then the police car that’s been following them passes by their side as they’re parking. Then it parks just in front of them and the deputy gets out of it and heads towards the impala and wonders.

Sir, why did we stop? Are you okay?

The sheriff replies.

Yeah, we’re all fine. We’ll follow you, keep yourself in front of us.

The deputy

If the car is not working, I can help.

Sam

No, thanks, we’re fine. We’ll follow your lead immediately.

The deputy gets back to the police car and drives it while Dean angrily follows his lead and on the way Frank proceeds to the sheriff.

Now sir, I wish you appreciate our tremendous efforts we’ve suffered just to reach this far place and for that, stop this nonsense about a ghost haunting the city or whatever. You do know well, there’s no such things as ghosts.

A few time passed, in the hotel, Sam, Dean and Frank, the whole three get themselves a big room to stay in. After the sheriff left, Dean gets to the room and he’s totally furious. He drops the bag he carries to the ground and then all of a sudden he rushes towards Frank and pushes him angrily towards the wall and shouts out.

Which scrap were you just about? Ha?

Abruptly, Sam drops his luggage to the ground and stands just in front of Dean to protect Frank and utters.

Hey...hey...hey..Dean, what you’re doing?

Dean highly pissed off.

You did hear what he said, didn’t you?

Sam trying to calm Dean down.

He was just joking.

Frank who’s just behind Sam comments back bluntly.

Actually, I wasn’t.

Dean raged even more.

See?? Get out of the way, Sam!....he must be taught a lesson.

Sam hinders Dean.

Dean, calm down....it’s enough.

Frank

Dude, get out of his way....I’m eager to know what kinda lesson he wanna teach me exactly! You’ll end up beaten you know! I’m more of a well built by the way. If you wanna pick a fight, so be it.

Dean

Get the hell out of the way, I’ll kick his ass. I need to beat him down!

Frank indifferently.

Still not impressed yet.

Dean furiously.

Let me then. Sam get the hell away!

Sam grasps Dean from the jacket and says.

No, Dean, I won’t. Now, calm down a bit.

Dean to Frank

We shouldn’t have taken you with us in the first place. You’re just an annoying crap that bugs me!

Frank

And you’re a selfish dictator....who allows only Sam to have the seat in the front by your side while me, left to be stuck in the back one. You don’t even allow me to drive the car. I owe dozens of cars and I drive well by the way, at least better than you do. So, what are you afraid of, ha?

Sam turns to Frank and says.

Frank, that’s enough.

Dean furiously replies.

Oh, so that’s it then! You want the car from the first day you laid eyes on it.

Frank

Yeah, damn right, and for the record, I happened to be the one who drove it during my case with Sam.

Dean

Sam.....is that true? Did you allow it????

Frank

Of course he won’t tell the truth.

Sam at that point snaps and cries out at the both of them.

Enough, both of you....it’s enough...if you don’t I’m gonna leave your asses up here, take the car and get the hell outta this city alone....so stop this crap, we’ve work to do....each of you, takes his bag and unpack its stuff....the case’s already started and we’ve to get it solved....stop acting like some bratty kids.

Frank back to his indifferent temper he utters.

Oh right.....but I’m starving.....who’s gonna grab us some food to eat?

After some time passed.....Sam, Dean and Frank are all sitting on the ground in the hotel, surrounded by lots of papers and photos scattered all over the room, and each of them has a drink by his side, they’re all three examining the stuff on the ground when Sam says.

All those victims got their head cut off in exactly the same way, and yet, nothing in common connects them, except for all being from the city locals.

Frank

Well, according to the legends, that horseman doesn’t pop out of underneath the ground just by himself, if he happened to reveal in this city so that surely means that someone got the head and controlled it to reach those guys and get them killed.

Dean

But why?? According to those papers up here, there’s nothing they really shared between them except that they’re all from the same damn city.

Sam

Or maybe there is, something they did share that we don’t know. The best to do is to ask the city citizens about it.

Frank says as he points to some of the old papers he has.

Good news is, whenever we know who stole that head, we’re gonna burn it out and rid the whole city from that its owner forever, that’s what the legends state.

Dean stands up and utters.

Well then. We can’t get out at night according to how this city goes under the current circumstances. For that, I’m going to bed, and tomorrow, I’m gonna go on the investigation mission through the city.

Sam

So do I. We had a really long day.

On the following day......Dean, Sam and Frank head to the sheriff’s office for attending a gathering for the city locals to get them to answer some questions. And as intended, the sheriff did gather the locals in one of the hall of the city’s biggest schools. During the meeting, the whole three of them stands in front of the gathering together with the sheriff who proceeds.

We asked you all here today for asking some questions. Here we have three FBI agents who came from a very far place just to get answers and investigate those horrible murderers that happened recently in our city.

Sam

It won’t last long. According to our research, the crimes that happened had nothing in common to share between its victims except for the fact that they were all from your city. For starters, each of them had a different profession from the other. Some were married, others were not. Nothing could really be considered as the real cause of murder among all the cases. So, we’d like to know if you could anticipate and tell if you do have any idea why those guys, in particular, were the ones who got killed?

Glimpses of noise and some murmurs spread the place for a short while.....the sheriff interferes to settle the condition back to how it was.

Please, calm down.....we can’t hear ourselves this way. I know how anxious everyone is, but please, let’s discuss it properly one by one.

One of the locals stands up and he’s a guy in his thirties in the cloth of a humble peasant and he says.

I’ve something to tell, sir.

The sheriff

This is Pierre, one of the city peasants, well, Pierre, speak.

Pierre the peasant.

We all do know what exactly did all the victims share.

Frank

Well then, do tell what did they share?

Pierre

The point they shared is that all of them happened to exist in the wrong place at the wrong time. All of them were out at night by the forest, back from work. There, at that damn dark place, we all do know that the headless horseman do rise in the forest and kills whoever gets in the way.

Murmurs overwhelm the place once again so the locals cry out.

Yeah, yeah, it’s him.....he kills whoever gets in the way at night.

The sheriff

Silence in the place, please....over there, you, speak please.

One of the men.

What Pierre said is true. I saw it myself. I was with a friend getting back to the city at night when our car stopped. We got attacked by the headless horseman, I ran away and fled but my friend...he didn’t make it....I watched him....he was headless and he cut my friend’s head off in front of me.

Dean

Given we believed your words, the horseman did appear in the city at this exact time, why? Where’s he been during all those years before? This of course, if he’s the real killer.

Pierre

It’s him....it’s really him....we all saw him....his grave was in this city.....he was buried in here....but since he found his way out....it just vanished.

Sam

So that horseman is no longer in his grave?!

Pierre

No, he’s not....he’s left it and since then, he’s been killing whoever he runs into.

Frank

Did that horseman get out of his grave all alone like that??!!!

The sheriff to the city locals.

Well, that’s enough....we could leave now....we’ll ask for your help on time of need.

After a while, Dean, Sam and Frank leave the school together with the sheriff and his deputy and they’re standing just in front of the place and as they do the sheriff utters.

So, you believe me now? I told you, a lot of the city locals did see the whole thing too with their own eyes. It’s him, that freaking horseman, his corpse is no longer available in his grave, he’s already left it.

Sam

Maybe, we’re up to accept such speculation now, sir. But this leaves one bugging question, why now to leave the grave and how? Someone must have busted him out.

The sheriff

A few while ago, some uprising events took place in the city. A conflict between some peasants occurred and resulted in several disturbances in many places around the city. The anarchic acts must have reached the grave by one means or another. Maybe, one of those anarchists got to unintentionally open one side of that grave or something. The conflict settled down and the locals came to an agreement, after all, none of them wanted the other dead, it was just a mere conflict. But the grave, most probably got accidentally  opened during that chaos but it’s still creepy as hell, I mean is it even possible for that man to leave his grave? He’s been dead for a long time, for years as matter of fact. How is that even possible?

Frank

That means the horseman left on his own by accident and he’s unintentionally attacking the city locals. Maybe, he’s kept his own head in his pocket too.

Dean

Apparently, we’ve nothing to do but to search for that lunatic among the forest. Till we finally find him and get his head burned.

The sheriff shocked.

What? Burn his head?? And that would make him dead??

Sam

Pretty much yeah. We do believe that his real power do exist in his own head. We have to reach him first.

The sheriff

Finally, you do believe me now, what a relief! But....you can’t just leave to the forest at night. That horseman is absolutely powerful and he’s really quick in decapitating people. You don’t stand a chance against him.

Dean

Look, sheriff, the three of us are gonna pack whatever powerful weapon we could ever need for our fight and we’re heading to the forest by midnight. We promise that we’ll end that freaky horseman and rid you all from his burden but till it happens all you need to do is stay in your own houses during night and never leave for any reason or you’ll get exposed.

The sheriff

But what about you?....how could you....??

Sam

Don’t worry....we’ve our own ways.

After a while in the hotel, after Dean, Sam and Frank pack their stuffs for departure, Sam says.

We’ll drive the car to the edge of the forest then we’re gonna enter it on feet. We’ve to get ourselves prepared by some kinda plan for tracking the head. He must be hiding it somewhere while he does his work.

Dean

It’s dangerous. What if that freak is really more powerful than we’d expect? What if he really killed any of us?

Frank

We can’t just leave him screw the city, Dean. That horseman freaks the whole place out. And as you know, that city is a small one apart from other larger ones and no one is gonna believe their stories. No one is really gonna care if they’re even true. What if that monster’s really planning on finishing the whole city off before even the authorities get to know of his real existence? 

Dean

Well, but after icing him we got to leave the whole city immediately before its locals got to know our real identities and discover that we’re fake FBI agents. After all, no FBI agent would ever believe such stuff.

At night.....Dean parks his car at the edge of the forest as planned. Dean, Sam and Frank get out of the car each carrying a small bag filled with weapons and they head towards the forest......after a little while, Dean says.

We’ve been walking through this forest for half an hour now. And still, no sound or even trace of that horseman yet.

Frank

We’ve to be on our guards. He might attack at any time.

Dean

Or maybe, he’s got some nap.

Frank stops and also stops Dean and Sam.

Wait, let’s stay here for a while. Before proceeding any longer we’ve to come up with some plan for what to exactly do when that horseman do attack us. And how precisely are we gonna find his head? Any suggestions?

Sam

When he sees us of course he’s gonna trace us. At that point we’ll go on separate ways. So, he’ll be able to track only one of us meanwhile the other two will be following him till we get to find his head and take it from him.

Frank

That horseman is utterly fast, he’s on his horse while we’re on our feet. How do you expect any of us to stand a chance to lure him without losing his own head?

Dean

He’s right, Sam, what a genius plan? If he follows any of us, he’s gonna slay him before any of the rest can even blink.

Sam

Slight change of plan then....we’ll make him follow Dean.

Dean angrily.

Follow me? Have you lost your bloody mind? Why me?

Frank sarcastically

Maybe because, you happen to be the fastest among the three of us.

Sam

Dean, he won’t be following you, not literally, we’ll ask Cas to take your place. The horseman will be tracing him actually. And when he gets close, Cas will simply soar away and vanish. In the meantime, we, Frank and me, will get to have the adequate time to search for that creepy head and perish it in flames. What do you think, it’s our best shot, Dean?

Frank

It’s great, at least for me. Cas can just vanish in seconds. Quite convenient.

Dean furiously.

Look at me, this doesn’t suit me. I’m not letting Cas take over me, not gonna happen.

Frank

And why now? What’s your problem?

Dean

Because....because....what’s gonna be about me....where I’d be when he does take my place?

Sam

It’s a brilliant solution, Dean. We can’t face that horseman without Cas’s help. He did mention that he can literally listen to all our chitchats....I really do believe that he’s listening to us right now and ready to offer help if we just asked.

Dean

This is absolutely uncomfortable.....I don’t wanna Cas to make use of my body and trade  my place.

Sam

Quit being stubborn, Dean. We won’t ask him to trade places except when that horseman runs into us. Or maybe you worry about him taking your place forever?

Dean

Don’t be dumb. Cas would never do that.

Frank

Well then, we’ve a deal. Don’t complicate it anymore, Dean. Now, let us take some more steps forward. And whenever that freak reveals, we’re gonna ask for Cas to show up.

Sam to Dean

So, what is it now, Dean? Will we carry out the plan?

Dean vexed replies as he proceeds the rest forwards.

Yeah, just let’s get it all over with. But make sure to tell Cas once he shows his ass up not to fly me up, you do realize, I hate that.

Dean walks through the forest, followed by both Sam and Frank. A little while passed walking in the forest, they notice an entrance to a cave in front of them. They approach it cautiously and then get through it. Inward, they keep on walking till the place is totally darkened so they stop. And in a faint voice Dean utters.

We can’t proceed through this darkness.

Frank

I have a torch that could help a little bit. Let me get it.

Sam

No, if the horseman’s hiding in here, the light will guide him to us.

Dean

So what’s the plan?

Sam

It’s unexpected. Why he’d be here crammed in this darkness instead of seeking his victims outside? I guess we’ll just have to carry on through this darkness till we reach him.

Frank

It’s too risky. Maybe, we should get back.

Sam

After walking all this much through this darkness? No, we’ll go on....if it grew more pitchy we’d just get some dim lights to help.

The three of them carry on through the darkness and as they find their way more inside, they begin to notice some shady beams of light radiating out. They cautiously and slowly keep going till they reach the inside of the cave where the horseman stays sleeping within with his horse also sleeping by his side. Dean, Sam and Frank slowly get closer and look at him and as they did know, he’s really headless. They get terrified by how he looks like. Then they quickly get back to the mission of finding the head which is supposed to be by his side too. As they do, Frank cautiously and in a low-pitch voice utters.

Look over there, behind him, he’s placing it just behind him at the corner.

Dean

We can’t reach there. He’s asleep and if we get any closer, he’s gonna sense our presence wake up

Sam

So let it be then....if he does wake up, he’ll follow you, Dean. While me and Frank get the head burned up.

Dean annoyed.

Still insisting on that making him follow me thing??

Frank

Why don’t you just ask Cas out? I think it’s time now for him to help.

Dean

Seems like I’m gonna have a short nap then. I’m really gonna miss that freak’s death up here. Cas....you do hear us....I know....could you just show your ass up here for help?? Get out, Cas, it’s alright, I allow you.

Sam

So what’s then? Why ain’t he out now?

Frank

Maybe, your voice is a little low for him to hear....raise your voice a little bit.

Dean

You want me to speak louder to wake him up?

Frank

How’s your angel supposed to get out as long as he doesn’t hear you?

Sam

Stop it, guys. Of course Cas’s listening to us and is in no need for us to speak any louder.

Dean

Alright, Cas, for the second time....Can you....

At that moment, Dean stops talking.....and instead Cas takes his place with his blue angelic eyes. Sam and Frank keep looking anxiously at him. Sam utters.

Dean....are you okay?

Cas replies.

It’s me, Sam....it’s Cas.

Frank

Oh, thank God....we’re late, dude....look, we really need your help....we have to get this freak killed and for that we’ve to reach his head.

Sam

Yeah, but unfortunately we can’t get it because it’ll wake him in the process. We need you to lure him into following you, in distraction, so that we could reach the head, get it burned thus getting him killed.

Cas

So you want me to tempt him into running after me so as to pay you some time to get the head burned, is that it?

Sam

Yeah, you can make yourself invisible whenever you want to. So, you’re the best to carry out this mission.

Cas

Sam, I don’t need to make him run after me for you to get the head.

Frank

What do you mean?

Cas

Just tell me, where is that head you need to burn?

Sam points to the head behind the horseman.

It’s there, behind him. Do you see it?

Cas

Yes, I do. I can simply get to it and get it burned with no need of your whole pointless plan. It’ll be much more easier this way.

Frank and Sam shocked look at each other and then Sam says.

How did we miss that?

Frank

Well then, get to the head and get it burned.

Cas

Back off a little bit.

Cas vanishes and reappears behind horseman where the head lies. He holds the head in his hand and gets it burned. A great beam of light shines out just as the heads burns, meanwhile, Sam and Frank keep watching this both anxiously and cautiously. And when the head finally perishes in the fire with only some ashes remaining in Cas’s hand, the horseman utterly enraged wakes up. Both Frank and Sam glance him with puzzlement and horror. The horseman turns to Cas who looks back at him in bewilderment so then Cas utters to Sam and Frank.

Didn’t you just say he’d die if the head’s burned?

Sam anxiously.

Yeah, he’s supposed to die.

Cas

You should run....I’ll vanish.

Suddenly, Cas just vanishes from the place when the horseman abruptly turns back to Sam and Frank who’ve not fled the place yet. Frank says to Sam.

Sam, we’ve to run....now.

Sam and Frank start to run away in tempt to flee the horseman who gets on the back of his horse and totally vexed and provoked starts following them up at an extremely high speed and he’s holding his sharp powerful sword in his hand. As both Frank and Sam run their way away from the horseman, Sam says to Frank.

He’s too fast. We won’t make it alive.

Frank

Where the hell is Cas? How can he just vanish and leave us?

Sam

Burning the head was supposed to do the trick, what happened?

Frank

Maybe, I got it wrong. Maybe, it was meant to be fixed on his body first and then get burned together with the whole body.

Sam

What?? He’s on his horse right now and we’re running, he’ll kill us.

The provoked horseman run as fast as he could following Sam and Frank. He swings his sword in the air in tempt of butchering their heads off. Sam tries to flee and in front of him Frank who yells back at him and says.

Sam, run....he’s gonna get to you.

Sam tumbles and falls to the ground so the horseman stops too and revolves around him with his horse. Frank turns back to Sam and says.

No....Sam, get on your feet, quickly....

Sam looks at the horseman who’s still revolving around him and he’s unable to get back on his feet once again. The horseman keeps waving his sword in all directions and he gets closer to Sam, he’s evoked and enraged. He gets more closer and Frank stands still unable to figure out what to do...the horseman gets even closer, grimly and firmly rises his sword in the air ready to get it instantly down to Sam’s head to get it chopped out of his body. Sam just shuts his eyes in response while Frank looks tremendously stunned and the horseman with whatever power he possesses gets ready for the perfect shot.....

When all of a sudden, Cas shows up in no time, and grips the horseman’s sword in a single hand move hindering him from cutting Sam’s head off. Frank looks relieved after giving a faint sigh just after glancing Cas in the place so he approaches Sam to pick him up from the ground.

Hey, Sam, get back on your legs quickly.

Cas clings to the horseman sword and says.

Sam, pick the head up from the ground and one of you get it fixed on his body.

Sam and Frank notice the presence of what remained from the head on the ground by their side. So Frank rushes towards it, grabs it and hesitantly  approaches the horseman and Sam’s behind him regarding anxiously. Cas says.

Now, Frank, put it on. I can’t remain that long exposed outside, I’m running out of time.

Frank hesitantly places the head on the horseman’s body and once they come in contact, the head promptly fuses with the body and regains its own ordinary qualities with no burns or ruins. Cas gets the sword backwards as well as Sam and Frank whom he asked to move a few steps backward too. They just stay regarding the enraged horseman looking at them then Sam says.

What we’re going to do now? He’s grown to be even much more powerful than before.

Frank

Cas, what about you? Can’t you just burn his head now with your powers?

Cas

If I did approach him now, he’d behead me before igniting his head.

Sam

What?? So you just can’t be faster than him??

Cas

Sam, you want me to face him in attempt to get his head burned that will only give him the chance to get me killed.

Frank

So what’s the plan now? He’s highly enraged. Most probably he’s thinking which head he’s gonna cut off first.

Sam

Well, I’ll take the first step.

Frank

What? Have you lost your mind?

Sam

Cas...I’ll get close to him and before he chops off my head, you show up at his head and get the job done, Okay?

Cas

Sam, it’s too risky.

Sam utters as he takes his first steps towards the horseman.

We’ve no other choice....well, you want my head? Well well well, here I am, you headless bastard....so what it’s gonna be?

The horseman spots Sam and he keeps getting closer to Sam keeping a firm grip on his sword then he rises fiercely it up in the air and Sam spontaneously closes his eyes in response. The horseman keeps getting even closer and closer. Frank observes the whole thing anxiously while the horseman promptly gets ready for his perfect shot. Instantly, Cas appears at the head of the horseman behind his back and stiffly he grips his head and gets it fully com-busted to dust. So the horseman’s sword drifts out of the way and soars away.

Cas gets the job done and the horseman collapses dead to the ground. Frank glances the dead horseman with utter relief and comfort then he gets closer to Sam who’s still standing in the same place.

Wow, that was amazing. Nice job, dude. That freak almost chopped your head off but you did well.

Cas anxiously looks at Sam and says.

Sam....are you alright?

Sam, suffering a terrible haze, looks at Cas before he falls to the ground on the spot. Frank and Cas both abruptly rush towards Sam and as they do, they see his bad wound; Sam’s awfully injured in the chest. The drifted sword hit its way across Sam’s chest as it flicked. Frank clings to Sam’s body yelling.

He’s wounded. The sword got him wounded.

Cas

Sam.....Can you hear me?

Frank

Cas, heal him....can’t you just do it?

Cas

I lost a lot of my power. And he’s wound’s fatal.

Frank

At least give it a shot. Shrink the wound’s mark. You have to try. He won’t survive it if we took him in such condition to the ER.

Cas puts his hand on Sam’s chest attempting to offer whatever help he can and it happens, the attacking mark shrinks and the wound significantly gets improved.

Frank to Sam

Sam....Sam....wake up, do you feel better?

Sam wakes up and exhausted he replies.

What happened?

Frank

Oh, thank God, he made it....you got wounded but you’re much better now. Now, Can you get on your feet?

Frank helps Sam up on his feet and supports him while Cas is by their side and he says.

The car’s somehow far from here. How are you gonna reach it given Sam’s condition?

Frank

Can’t you just carry us to it? The car’s plenty of first aids that could help him.

Cas

I’ll do it then I’ll bring you back Dean.

Hours passed and sun rises up, at the morning, the Impala’s parked by the sidewalk and Sam’s taking a short rest; he’s sitting in his seat with his legs outside. Frank’s standing outside just in front of the car accompanied by Dean who looks extremely infuriated as he speaks.

This is my last time to allow Cas to reveal in front of me. I saw that freaking horseman with my own eyes directing his damn sword towards Sam twice and he almost got him killed in the process.

Frank

For the record, it’s not Cas’s fault. Sam was the one who pushed himself in front of the horseman and rushed up without even asking for our opinions.

Sam exhausted tells Dean.

Dean....our first plan went down...the horseman was gonna kill the three of us....and I had to enact a plan B of my own.

Dean

I can’t leave you for even some mere time, Sam....because repeatedly you’re gonna take some dumb decisions and sacrifice yourself or worse get yourself killed.....what I really mean here is, was it that compelling to you to have nothing in handy except of making yourself the sacrificial lamb to that headless bastard? Couldn’t you just have tossed him Frank instead at least it would have been a good riddance?

Sam

It’s over now. Cas was there and he healed my wound. I’m okay and what remains of my wound is superficial.

Dean approaches Dean and he’s shouting at him.

Get in the car. Let’s leave. I won’t let that happen again anyway. I can’t keep myself bothered saving your ass all the freaking time. Once, you want the doors of hell slammed shut and then with that creepy horseman and who knows what’s gonna be next on your list.

Frank glances Sam and then directs towards the car intending to get in it and says.

Don’t worry, in no time he’s gonna dump on us all his anger and by then it’ll all be done.

Dean

Frank, why can’t you just shut up? You could count yourself lucky that I’m pretty much distracted right now allowing you to get in the “scrap” that doesn’t suit you.

Frank

What a great honor, friend?

Dean opens the car door to get in and says.

Yeah, it is so get in the car and keep your mouth shut.

Frank

It’s a great honor consenting to get in this piece of scrap of yours. But what can I really say, after all that’s what friends do they tolerate each others’ crap, don’t they?

Dean gets frozen in his position, stunned by Frank’s blunt words. He slammed the door of the car closed and looks at Frank. Sam gets vexed and says.

Frank, you better run. This day won’t be ending well for you if you didn’t.

Dean runs after Frank yelling at him.

Tell what you just said again. Now, no one is gonna defend you anymore.

Frank flees the place giggling and saying.

Told you, I’m willing to get in your car just because we’re friends. Don’t worry, once we’re back, I’m gonna offer you one of my luxurious cars.

Sam laughs and gets his head backwards saying.

We’re not getting home now, I guess. I’m gonna take a short nap and when you’re finished wake me up. You’re just big-ass kids.

The End Of Episode 3

Hope you like it, thanks for being here