Dean is pretty pissed at God. ”Well if you do see him, tell him I’m coming for him next.” Oh Dean, will you ever learn. Castiel has figured out Dean is angry. You think? Dean calls that an understatement. Castiel points out God helped and probably more than they realize, but Dean isn’t comforted by that. ”That’s easy for you to say, he brought you back. But what about Sam? What about me, where’s my grand prize? All I’ve got is my brother in a hole.” Castiel’s a bit wiser than that. “You got what you asked for Dean. No paradise, no Hell, just more of the same. I mean it Dean. What would you rather have? Peace or freedom?” The sad score comes on again, Dean ponders that question, looks over and Cas is gone. ”You really suck at goodbyes, you know that?” Hello, angel.
Next scene is Dean in Bobby’s salvage yard hugging him goodbye while Chuck narrates. He mentions this is the last Dean and Bobby will see of each other for a very long time. Dean is shown getting into the Impala and driving away. Alone. Without Sam. Sammy!!!!!!!!! (cries). Chuck makes sure we know what happens with Bobby though. ”And for the record this point next week, Bobby will be hunting a rugaru outside of Dayton.” Shot on Bobby on the verge of tears. Sorry Bobby, I beat you to the punch about twenty scenes ago.
Chuck says but not Dean. ”Dean didn’t want Cas to save him. Every part of him, every fiber he’s got wants to die, or find a way to bring Sam back. But he isn’t gonna do either. Because he made a promise.” So there he is knocking on Lisa’s door. She’s both stunned and relieved to see him and asks if he’s alright. He says yeah. Liar! He asks her if it’s not too late, he’d like to take her up on that beer. She smiles and tells him it’s never too late. He comes in and she grabs a hold of him. He holds on tight and buries his head in her shoulder, breaking down while she comforts him with “it’s okay.” Oh Dean, at least you have a shoulder to cry on. Again, very bittersweet. Um, I’m pretty much spent and can’t cry anymore, but Kripke keeps trying.
Now, for the two GOTCHAS that get to aggravate us all summer and take us into season six. As the camera pulls away from Dean and Lisa, Chuck finishes his narration. ”So what’s it all add up to? It’s hard to say. But me, I’d say this was a test, for Sam and Dean. And I think they did alright.” Then there are more flashback scenes. Sam trying to go after yellow eyes in “Salvation,” Azazel in the graveyard in “AHBLPII,” Meg in “Devil’s Trap,” and Zachariah in “Point of No Return.” Then there’s the brothers sharing moments in other scenes, ending with the reunited hug in “Lazarus Rising” and them staring at the stars on the Impala. "Up against good, evil, angels, devils, destiny, and God himself. They made their own choice. They chose family. And well, isn’t that kind of the whole point?” Just beautiful!
Chuck types “THE END.””No doubt, endings are hard. But then again, nothing ever really ends, does it?” He looks so happy, so serene, and I love the final closeup of him with those heavenly blue eyes and his smile. Then he disappears! NO WAY!! Chuck was God?? Oh Kripke, you magnificent bastard. That means Kripke is God. No arguments from me there. What a perfect little joke.
Okay, now for the second mindfuck. Dean is at the dinner table with Ben and Lisa, and he’s somberly staring off into space. Judging by their different clothes, this is a different day. She comes up to him and asks if he’s okay. ”Yeah, I’m good,” he answers but he’s also pounding a glass of whiskey. I’m not sure he is okay. We don’t really see Ben, just a fuzzy shot of the back of some kids head, but we get the point. Family dinner.
The camera pans to outside where this intimate little dinner can be seen through the living room window. Suddenly the street lamp overhead burns out. The shot moves down to the ground to show a large man there watching. It’s Sam!!!!!! Sammy you’re back!!!! It’s so good to, oh, what's that look on your face? It’s ambiguous. Not happy, not sad, but somberly blank. Oh no, what does that mean? We’ve got about 18 maddening weeks to figure it out.
But if...then that...it could be...but maybe not...GAH!!! Never mind, you know what's is coming. DAMN YOU KRIPKE!!!!!!!!!!!!! Enjoy the freaking painful summer everyone!