First really quickly, I just have to say that Jensen and Jared just keep on amazing me. Jensen with his ability to display the humor of a 14-year-old boy one scene and rip my heart out with soulful weariness in the next. Jared with his little brother smart-alec expressions and his ability to actually look unwell. I just am always impressed.
So, okay. Overall, this one was entertaining, moving along with the same MotW feel as the last several. I liked this MotW a bit better than last weeks; we’ve had pagan gods before, so now we have Greek gods (and Mo Chuisle loves The Lightning Thief so she and I have been exploring the gods a bit…as much as a six-year-old can grasp them, that is). Shane/Prometheus and Haley also worked better for me. Maybe I just had more sleep, I don’t know. But I wasn’t getting much of an I need to pay attention to this because it’s going to mean something later vibe. It was more of a this is the life of a hunter; they live in a world of weird and dangerous vibe.
Until the end. And then I swear it was like all the air was sucked from the room. And I got a bit choked up. There may have been tears.
See, I was actually a little…perturbed, to be honest. At the start of the season, Dean is tough, he is damaged, he is bad-ass. He is all about finding Kevin and getting back in the game. He’s skilled and smart and ready to face the world’s evil as he faced Purgatory’s. But in the last several episodes – basically, since Sam decided he was back hunting again – there have been moments where Dean felt tempered, or for lack of a better term, ‘dumbed down.’
But then I thought about something. At work, I do this thing. I ask questions to which I already know the answer – not because I want to show off how smart I am, more because I want to draw the answer out of someone else and try to direct the conversation in the way I want it to go. It has the added bonus of helping those I’m meeting with – members of my team, usually – get a sense of contributing, of being able to showcase their skill sets and thought processes. My boss noticed this once and told me it was effective, but to be careful. He knows I know the answer, but others – muckity mucks who exist simply to cut out superfluous contractors – might not realize the method to my madness.
I thought about that tonight after our show was over in relation to Dean. Now, I’m not saying Dean knew what a familiar was (though, seriously? he should have) or had all the answers to all the Greek mythology questions that came their way, but I think that in some ways, Dean does something similar to this when he senses Sam is not quite himself. And I think he’s been sensing this since Sam decided to come back to hunting.
Now, you might argue that I’m putting a bit too much thought into what drives and/or motivates a fictional character – and you might be right – but it helps me see a fuller picture of our boys and accept what’s happening to them. So, if you’re cool with pretending along with me that a character born on paper and raised by an actor’s talent has secret, subtle techniques that build over time, then let’s keep going.
Sam needs to feel important – book smart, if not street savvy. He needs to be recognized for this. It is what makes him feel good, feel balanced, feel like he belongs and is on the right path. Dean knows this intuitively. He knows exactly what makes his brother tick. He knows when his brother is running on all 8 cylinders and he knows when something is off inside Sam, like the timing of the Impala’s engine. One way he’s able to help Sam find his balance is by backing off, not being so good at the research, not trying so hard with the discovery, playing up the ‘blunt instrument’ aspect of his personality. Let Sam find the answer, let Sam supply the solution – Dean can just go execute the plan.
When I thought about it that way, some of the ways Dean came off in the last couple episodes – like the somewhat insensitive ‘Awkward’ comment when Haley is telling about the first time Shane died on her – didn’t rub me quite as much the wrong way.
Plus, our boy is really a kid at heart. So when he thinks something is cool – like living in the lair of a secret society – he’s gonna act like it’s cool. Or he’s gonna call out that the name of an ancient Greek warrior is loosely translated to mean ‘dragon penis.’ *laugh* That’s part of his charm, and that stuff like. So, balancing that with thinking about Dean not bringing his A-game to the research table on purpose because he knows Sam is there and knows that Sam needs to, I settled a bit.
Now, Sam is clearly hiding issues from Dean as we’d feared in the last episode. It’s been three weeks since the Hellhound trial and the bleeding is still occurring – and was it just me, or did Sam look a little paler? And I know we’re all supposed to think trials – and Sam’s thinking trials because of the glowy arm thing – but spitting out blood, coughing up blood…maybe go see a doctor, man. Just, y’know…in case. All I’m saying.
The thing I think is good about how they’re handling this ‘Sam hiding issues’ deal – since we’ve done it at least three times over now (visions, demon-blood addiction, hallucinations) – is that if we’re falling back on Sam’s M.O., we’re also seeing that Dean has learned to be wise to Sam’s ways and handle them in a way that (so far, anyway) won’t explode on him. Sam isn’t telling Dean what’s going on with him, presumably, because Dean told him that if Sam said he was good, he was behind him 100%. If Sam tells Dean he’s not good, what happens then, right?
Dean, though, like we said, he knows his brother. He knew when he walked into the room in his bathrobe (looking all adorable) that Sam was not good. But he’s not going to press him because if he presses him, Sam will either rabbit or spiral deeper into a lie or get defensive and all that will do is cause a fight Dean doesn’t want or need.
One of my sisters (I have 3) is my Sam. I’ve told you guys this before. She’s not my Sam in that I have raised her – I have another one who holds that role – but she’s my Sam in that she knows all my buttons and what order to push them in and I know that if I want to keep her in my life, I have to behave a certain way around her. Even when I know she’s hurting and in trouble, I can’t call direct attention to it or she’ll deny and go on the attack and somehow it all ends up being my fault. I have to act like I don’t notice anything, but just…stay close (virtually). Stay available. Be near. And she’ll usually break down and confess what’s going on.
This is what I think Dean’s doing. They don’t know what the next trial is, so he doesn’t know what to be afraid of yet, but he sees that Sam is hurting and in trouble and he has to just stay near, watch out for him, be available. Which is so friggin’ hard, I have to say. It’s like talking and holding your breath at the same time.
I did really like how the episode naturally showcased the boys’ characteristics. Dean was easy and protective about Oliver – asking if he was okay, on alert when he ‘died.’ He was willing to summon Zeus simply because there was a kid involved. I love how that is part of his core personality. And Sam with the intuitive observation of Artemis’ love for Prometheus – not to mention the uber-geek-boy knowledge of Greek mythology. He really shines when he’s in his element.
I will admit…I was a angry with Sam for starting in with the “maybe I was being naïve” comments. I mean, he fought for this – and as Dean said, he promised to survive these trials. He wanted to survive them and show Dean the light at the end of the tunnel, right? So to not tell Dean how he was feeling physically and then break out with the maybe this life will chose death for me lament, I was irked. Plus, last week he was all about trying to figure out why Dean didn’t trust him to do this – and then he says he’s not so sure he can? He’s very confusing. How can he ask Dean to believe in him, trust that he’ll do this, then not only not tell Dean the truth but also say he’s worried he’s going to die like Prometheus?
But, I softened when I thought of what having your body slowly betray you does to you psychologically.
I’ve watched it happen with the hubs over the last 10 years. When you simply don’t feel good, can’t do what you used to, can’t depend on your body to keep you going, it messes with your head and you start to have doubts about, well, everything. So, even though I didn’t think it was very fair, it was also very understandable – and human. Sam doesn’t regret his decision, I don’t believe. He’s not reneging on it because he doesn’t want Dean to go through the trials with death on the brain. But he’s scared and it’s starting to sink in that he’s fragile.
Dean’s prayer to Cas at the end, though, that’s what killed me. Especially when he says he’s not much for praying because it’s too much like begging. Faith is such a difficult thing when life is throwing curve balls at you. That’s when, I know, we need it most, but it’s always been my personal experience that when things are toughest, I hold on tightest, afraid that if I let it go even a little bit, the few things I’ve managed to keep aloft will crash and burn.
But as Dean said in his prayer to his missing friend, it was for Sam. A plea for a higher power – the only one he trusts is out there – to keep an eye on his little brother. Because, as Dean saw it, Sam was doing what Dean was supposed to. And that was just tearing him up. He looked so tired, so lonely, and just so much like he needed a friend. He truly just needs some hope. *rubs heart*
And on a purely shallow note? Dean. In blue. In profile. All soft-lit like that? I need a .gif. One of you tumblr peeps, can you get on that for me? Good gracious.
So one more thing I’ve been wondering about lately – accumulation of knowledge and weapons. Ever since we learned of the MoLs, I’ve wondered how all of that information might be used. Then we learn about the golem and it’s not destroyed. Next we learn that there are witches with enough power they can manipulate memory, followed by Artemis’ weapons that can kill Immortals dead. Not to mention, there’s a werewolf (Kate), vampire (Benny), and a witch (James) out there somewhere that the boys have let go free.
I don’t know if I’m looking into this too much, but I do find myself wondering if either the weapons, the people, or both might somehow come into play when we get closer to things going down with the Hell Gate trials/closing the Gates. Just…pondering.
And I’ll say this up front here, rather than at the end – looks like we roll out on Dean’s emotional scene into another mini-hiatus until it returns March 20th with episode 8.17 (and those previews looked whoa). With 23 episodes total and the finale scheduled for May 15th, looks like we’ll have another two weeks off again at some point.
Things I loved:
- Dean praying to Cas. That whole final scene. I can’t even….
- Dean’s way of looking sideways at whoever’s in the passenger seat. I love how he just moves his eyes and his jaw loosens, lips barely parting, though he doesn’t always say something.
- The little scene when Sam and Shane are heading out to dig up a grave and Dean is like hey and tosses Sam the car keys as Sam is walking out of the room; Sam catches them without even slowing. I love little moments like that.
- Led Zeppelin alias’. Always.
- The Montana sheriff calling them ‘boys’ – even though, as far as he knew, they were F.B.I. Agents.
- The big-assed telescope in the MoL lair – SO. COOL.
- Dean driving Haley’s minivan.
- Dean checking the corpse’s teeth like he knows what to look for and then exchanging a I have no idea what I’m doing look with Sam. [ETA: I'm a moron. It was pointed out to me that he was probably checking for vamp teeth - which makes perfect sense. Duh, Gaelic. Still...the look on his face was funny. So...I'll leave it.]
- The silent communication between the boys before they attempt to jump Zeus.
- The boys’ reactions when Shane starts to have a heart attack.
- This line: “Where the hell are you, man?” *rubs heart*
- Sam’s bitchface. He does it a lot in this episode and for some reason the timing was rather superb.
- Okay, seriously, two FBI Agents walk into a morgue, examine a body, then it and the Agents are gone and no one at the morgue looks for them?
- I know I’ve made jokes about Sam’s search engines before, but this time going from the limited information they had about Shane dying every day and being attacked by a beautiful woman with knives to Titans and identifying him as Prometheus just seemed like a mega-leap. I hand-waved for the sake of enjoying, but jeeze.
- Where. Is. Cas? Is Naomi blocking everything? Could he hear Dean’s prayer? (Obviously this isn’t a question any of us can answer, I just…inquiring minds want to know!)
- Where you guys surprised that they let Haley, Oliver, and Shane into the Batcave? I was.
- What have the gods been up to all these centuries?
- Did it seem like a really long day after Shane woke up from his heart attack to the battle with Zeus? I thought he had to die once/day…seemed like he was alive for a long time.
- I may not have gotten far enough into my Greek mythology lessons with Mo Chuisle – but I don’t remember Artemis and Prometheus having a thing. Is that real mythology or show mythology?
Hell Gates, 3 tests, Sam does trials. Basically episode 8.14.
A Peter Jackson stunt double is driving down a lonely Montana road heading toward Great Falls and is falling asleep at the wheel. Could be, oh, I don’t know, because he’s totally drinking and driving. Dumbass.
He hits a guy who’s walking along the side of the road and kills him. Because he’s a dumbass, he freaks out and drives off, leaving the body on the snowy side of the road. Next morning, an eagle is eating the man’s liver out of his body. Gah.
A cop pulls up, shoos the bird, checks the guy’s pulse – which is interesting as the guy is clearly frozen, blue, and there’s a gaping hole in his side with his guts falling out. Ascertaining that the man was deceased, the cop radios it in, walking back to his car and following the tracks of the car that hit him.
Meanwhile, while the cop’s back is turned, the dead dude wakes up, heals, then gets up and walks into the woods. The cop turns around all WTH and starts to follow the tracks, then balks and turns back.
Back at the Batcave, Sam is drinking a glass of water, looks like he tastes something odd, then spits bloody water back into his glass. He looks around quickly to see if Dean’s around, then goes to the sink and spits again – bright red blood. He quickly rinses out his mouth and the sink. This is not good, Sammy. Not good at all.
Dean walks in wearing a gray robe and carrying a coffee cup and looking all together adorable and asks Sam what’s going on with him.
Sam: Nothing. Why?
Dean doesn’t answer, but his disbelieving look is basically like, yeah, with that and a dollar I can buy a Coke. He decides to change topics and asks if Sam’s heard from Kevin – which, no, he hasn’t and it’s been three weeks. Dean’s frustrated that it’s taking Kevin so long to figure out the next trial.
Sam: Just a guess, but translating an ancient language with zero help might be more difficult than we think.
Dean knows this, Sam. He’s just worried and frustrated and lashing out. He knows you pretty well; maybe try knowing him a bit, too. *hush, Gaelic*
Dean: So, no word from Cas. Kevin’s taking his sweet time, and you’re acting cagey. (Sam has the grace to look guilty.) We need a lead before I start climbing these walls.
Sam’s like – okay, how ‘bout zombies? Which, okay. That’s one way to keep Dean occupied.
And I was all YAY!ZOMBIES! Because in my brain, zombies mean The Walking Dead and The Walking Dead means Daryl Dixon and I can TOTALLY see Daryl and Dean hunting zombies together.
He hands Dean a news paper with a cover article about the dead guy on the road in Montana.
Dean: Nothing about brain munching?
Sam: Remember Bobby’s wife? She didn’t…munch on any brains.
Good point. So, they suit up (anyone else wish that once in awhile they’d pretend to be something other than FBI Agents?) and head to Great Falls, MT. From Lebanon, KS, following I-80, that’s 15 hrs. I have to wonder how many miles the Impala has on her, bless her tire treads.
The cop who found the body is like, “Since when do Feds start tracking zombie activity?”
Dean: We don’t track zombie activity because there’s no such thing as zombies.
He actually says it with a straight face. Love him.
Cop recounts what he saw, which is pretty much everything in the article Sam showed Dean. He tells the boys that he didn’t follow the tracks into the woods because that was grizzly country and he wasn’t going in there without a bazooka. Just then, his office assistant (I think?) draws his attention to a report from Livingston of a John Doe showing up, presumably mauled by a bear and the cop is like, “That’s the zombie!”
Sam tells the cop to stay there and hold down the fort; they’ll look into it.
Dean: If things go all Dawn of the Dead on us, you’ll be our 1st call.
The cop calls them ‘boys’ and tells them to aim for the head. Hee.
In the Livingston morgue, the boys are examining the dead guy – who certainly looks like he was mauled and had his liver eaten out. Again. Looked like by a bird. Again. The M.E. says they can’t find his finger prints on file and Dean lifts up the corpse’s lips, looking at his teeth like he actually knows what he’s doing, but then glances up at Sam like, yeah, I got nothing. [ETA: Or...he's checking for vamp teeth...take your pick. *grins*]
They head out of the room.
Dean: I gotta say, I am a little disappointed.
Sam: Yeah, ‘cause you wanted to shoot zombies.
Dean: Damn straight!
*Gaelic secretly hands him a crossbow*
Dean is saying that this was about as open and shut as it gets – guy gets hit, not really dead, wakes up, runs into Mama Bear’s den.
Sam: Why would he run?
Dean: Shady past?
In the meantime, the dude has woken up and healed – just like before – only this time, he’s on the morgue table. He gets up quickly.
Dean: Remember what Bobby said? Wood chipper beats everything? So does grizzly bear—
And that’s when they notice the table is empty. They rush inside, grab the escaping formerly dead guy (though they let him keep his sheet, which was nice) and Dean puts a gun to his head and slams him face-first down on the table while Sam runs around closing the blinds.
Dean: What are you? Start talkin’. And if you say zombie, I swear….
Dude: Don’t know what I am or who I am. All I know is all I do is die. So, if you want to shoot me, shoot me. Promise me you’ll finish the job because I can’t take this anymore.
Sam looks rather horrified and Dean backs off a bit, letting the guy up, but keeps his gun at the ready. The dude tells them that he has been dying once a day for as long as he can remember and after a few hours, he’s back.
Dean: Like a real-life Kenny?
Dean does that adorable half-grimace, half-smile he gets when his pop cultural references fall flat and even Sam doesn’t pick up what he’s putting down. Jensen pulls that look off so well.
The guy tells them that his name is Shane and Dean tells him that he has to come with them to do some tests to make sure everything is kosher. They take him to a nearby motel and do the silver-blade cut, holy water tests on him.
Shane: Seriously? This is FBI-sanctioned?
Shane tells them that he can only remember back a few years (turns out it’s at least seven). He was pulled off a mountain in Europe after getting caught in an avalanche. He discovered the daily dying thing soon after and retreated from people, but almost got busted by some pot growers so he left his cabin and some time later, ended up on the side of the road. The boys let him go get cleaned up and discuss.
Sam: Maybe he’s not the monster; maybe he’s the victim.
Dean: You thinkin’ curse?
Sam: Could be a witch, yeah.
On a weary, I hate witches sigh, Dean says they’ll get another room and figure it out.
Dean: But you’re the one going full cavity for the hex bag.
It’s night, Shane is sleeping in his room, and a beautiful, exotic-looking woman appears in his room, appearing rather loving and gentle at first…until Shane wakes up and demands to know who she is. Whoops. She pulls out a silver knife and tries to kill him, but Shane had apparently plugged into the Matrix at some point because the dude’s got mad skillz.
The boys hear the fight and Dean’s first through the door, his own knife drawn. The woman sweeps his legs and slams him to the floor, then power-shoves Sam out through the door and on the drive. Shane manages to get the upper hand and pin the woman to the wall, pressing the knife to her face and yelling, “Who are you?”
She grabs the knife and tells him, “Now? I’m your worst enemy.”
She dissolves into smoke as Dean is picking himself off the floor and Sam’s coming into the room.
Dean: Who the hell was that?
Uh, Dean, honey, do you think she told him telepathically? He just asked her that very same question.
Shane is breathing hard and holding his left arm. He says he doesn’t know, but she said she knew him – though she seemed mad that he didn’t know her.
Dean: This is a lot more than a curse, man. You’ve got some tiger blood. (HA!) Where’d you learn that kung fu?
But Shane is busy having a heart attack. He says he just needs a minute – he’s never been in a fight before in his life…or so he can remember.
Sam: Hey, buddy. You okay?
Dean’s watching with increasing worry as Shane suddenly arches back in pain and collapses on the floor.
Dean: Is he having a heart attack?
Sam: Do we call 911?
Dean: And tell them what? That the dead guy we stole from the morgue is alive and having a coronary?
A bit later, Shane is laying on one of the beds – dead – and the boys are sitting on the other one –staring at him.
Dean: I feel like I’m sitting Shiva.
Sam: That’s not…nevermind. We need to think, Dean. What do we know that has Jason Bourne fighting skills, dies a lot, and has a history of violent women?
Dean: I don’t know. You?
*laugh* It was on the tip of my tongue to say ‘Dean’ but Sam works, too. And is actually more accurate with the ‘violent women’ thing.
Sam = bitchface
Just then, there’s a knock at the door. Dean looks out the window and sees a really pretty, young brunette woman. He cocks his gun, puts the barrel against the door, then opens it up a bit to look out. The woman asks if he’s Agent Bonham and says she’s looking for a corpse that went missing – she’s holding the zombie article. She introduces herself as Haley and Dean opens the door slightly wider as Sam approaches, asking why she’s looking for their John Doe. Dean introduces him as Agent Jones. She tells them his name is Shane…and she’s the mother of his son.
This whole time she’s had a little 7 year old boy, Oliver, next to her who hasn’t said a word and when Dean hears that, he puts his gun away, opens the door and crouches down in front of the kid. Unfortunately, the door’s now opened wide enough that Haley can see Shane’s body and she goes inside, telling Oliver to stay with the nice FBI agents.
A bit later, Ollie (I’ve grown to love that name, thanks to Arrow) is out on the swings outside the motel and Dean, Sam, and Haley are sitting at a nearby picnic table as she tells them her story. She was on that same mountain with Shane and trapped in that avalanche. When they made it down the mountain and survived, they spent the night together, only he had a heart attack after they had sex.
Insert Dean’s very awkward “Awkward” comment here.
She went to the morgue to ID the body and he was alive, which freaked her out (understandably so) and she ran…then nine months later, she had Oliver. She hired a PI to find Shane, but when the PI gave up, she did, too. Until something prompted her to look again.
Before we could find out what it was, Shane walks out all alive again and sees here. She introduces him to his son. A bit later, Dean is outside, leaning against the porch railing, sipping coffee and watching Shane, Haley, and Oliver over by the swings. Sam comes out of the motel room and drops a bucket load of 411 on him – and us.
With quick exposition and very little questioning from Dean, he tells his brother that he managed to find out in that little amount of time that they were dealing with Titans – the gods before the gods. Shane was actually Prometheus who stole the flames of Olympia from Mount Olympus for mankind because Zeus decided he would revoke mankind’s ability to make fire. It was a monster’s paradise, and Prometheus returned fire to the humans and in return, Zeus strapped him to a mountain and made him relive death every day.
Also, I remember that his liver was to be eaten by an eagle.
Sam tells Dean that the woman was Artemis – Zeus’s daughter. She was known to carry around weapons like that dagger that can kill immortals dead.
I have to say that I find it incredibly intriguing that our Show can believably create a universe where angels, demons, and God exist to mess with humanity just as gods and Titans do. What a world they’ve woven!
Dean: All right. Well, we’ve never battled a god curse before. Hope we can break it.
They bring Shane inside and show him a website about Prometheus. He takes the news pretty well, gotta say. He thinks the best thing to do is get as far away from Haley and Ollie as possible – which doesn’t sit well with Dean. You don’t just discover you have a kid and then immediately bail on him. But Shane is like, I’m a god and this god and his daughter are hunting me. He wants to keep them safe.
Sam tells Shane they’ll help him, but they have to formulate a plan and they can’t do it here, they have to get someplace safe. Just then, Haley bursts in with Ollie in her arms, a big gash on his forehead. She said he fell and Dean is up, phone out, ready to call 911. Haley stops them and that’s when Shane realizes that Ollie died – just like he’s died.
The take them all back to the Batcave – a 15 hour car ride with Ollie being dead would be…eerie. Taking him inside, they lay Ollie down on a bed – I couldn’t tell if it was in Dean’s room or another room with a bed – and Haley says that this started happening when he turned 7 (which was when she decided to look for Shane again).
Sam: 7? Age 7 marks one of the 1st Greek rites of manhood.
Dean: So the curse is hard wired into his program? How do you know that?
Sam = bitchface.
Haley pleas with Shane to help her stop the curse, so the boys take Haley and Shane out into the library and break it down for them. That’s where you can see the big-assed telescope behind Dean. I think I need them to find a reason to use that.
Haley: So…Ollie’s dad is a Greek god who’s been cursed to die every day by Zeus…and you guys are the Ghostbusters? Am I getting this right?
Dean: Due to the fact that your son is currently – albeit temporarily – dead, I’m gonna let that one slide.
Even proclaiming that it sounds crazy – which, this does…even for them –she’s taking it well. Dean tells her that the faster she wraps her brain around this, the faster they can solve the problem. But she doesn’t even know that she understands the problem.
Dean: The way we usually handle this is that we summon the bastard and work him over until he undoes whatever it is he did.
Haley: And if he doesn’t want to undo it?
Sam: Then we take him out.
Dean: And…hopefully the curse dies along with him.
Ollie wakes up coughing and Haley hurries to him. Dean turns to Shane.
Dean: You can run and hide and die for all eternity. That’s your choice. But Sam & I are gonna go after Zeus. With or without you.
Shane: I’m in.
So…they start scowering the library for anything they could find about summoning and/or taking out Zeus. Dean is sipping whiskey as he researches. After a bit, he calls out to the others.
Dean: Here we go.
Sam: Whatcha got?
Dean: Dragon penis.
Dean starts to read from a book, carrying it over to Sam who takes it from him. There was an ancient Greek hunter named ‘Dracopolis’ (I think) who was basically a badass, named deadliest Greek, etc. –
Just then, Haley comes back in and Dean stops talking, immediately asking how Oliver is. I thought that was sweet. This is why he’s doing this hunt. Ollie’s fine so he continues. Dracopolis tangled with Zeus back in the day and the MoLs translated his journal.
Dean: It’s a secret society. (small grin) This is actually their lair. We’re legacies. (bigger grin).
Everyone – including Sam – stares at him.
Dean (downplays): No big deal.
Sam – reading from the journal says that Dracopolis summoned Zeus into a trap and found out how to kill him. Wood from a tree struck by lightning will kill him and they need frozen energy from the hand of Zeus and a bone of a worshiper to summon him. The frozen energy is ‘fulgurate’ (I think??). Sam does a search to see if there are any Greek worshippers. Because he has some serious google-fu.
Haley: This journal just ends – how do we know this guy survived?
Sam: We don’t know.
Haley: How do we know this is gonna work?
Dean: We don’t know for sure, but these books are pretty good.
Haley: So…we’re hanging our lives on the writings of a dead man. Who was named after genitalia?
Dean: It’s a loose translation.
Hee. He says that much like Thor in The Avengers saying, “He’s adopted,” about Loki. *grins*
Sam finds some Greek pagans two towns away with – Score! – a cemetery.
Dean (to Sam): You two are on grave duty; we’ll handle the B&E.
Shane and Sam get up to leave and Dean tosses car keys to Sam. *love*
Haley then informs Dean that fulgurate is available in crystal shops all over to make cheap jewelry from – no having to break into a 1%-er’s home this time. Dean looks inordinately disappointed by not being able to commit crime. Hee.
While Sam and Shane are digging up the grave they have a brief, but meaningful, conversation about how Shane as Prometheus risked his life to save the world and Shane says that all of that means nothing if he can’t save his son. Made me wonder about the continual sacrifices the boys make and what closing the Hell Gates would mean to them if it did, indeed, kill either of them….
Dean is driving Haley’s minivan, Ollie in asleep in the back, Haley in the front. He gives her a side-long glance and sees her worrying her fingernails against her teeth.
Dean: Listen, I know this all seems a little half-assing, but trust me when I saw me & Sammy have gone in with a lot less and come out on top.
Haley: Just…I’m about to ask Zeus, the Greek god, to cure my son.
Dean: The thing you gotta remember is it’s not about asking for his help. He’s not your friend. It’s about getting him to do what’s right.
Haley looks scared. And rightly so – it’s her son. And it’s a friggin’ god that yesterday had been myth to her.
They gather in some random, open, empty factory/warehouse thing. I have no idea where they were – didn’t look like the MoL bunker. Anyone else know?
A Devil’s Trap is on the ground (which I thought was interesting that it would trap Titans/gods as well) and Dean lights the stuff in the ritual bowl. Flickering lights, flashes of lightning and suddenly Zeus is there, looking bearded and trim – and not unlike The Most Interesting Man In The World. I don’t always curse people, but when I do…I make sure it involves birds.
Zeus’s voice is whiskey smooth as he sees the DT and wants to do this civilized.
Dean: Depends on you. All we need is to break a curse you put on a little kid.
Zeus looks at Ollie.
Dean: How ‘bout you say yes and we all go home.
Zeus recognizes Prometheus and says he’s been looking for him. Shane tells Zeus he’s gone too far and to break the curse – and that’s when Zeus realizes that they’re talking about Prometheus’ kid. Not good. Dean’s voice is hard and cold as he does his ‘easy way or hard way’ speech. Zeus says to break the trap and he’ll break the curse, but Dean’s like, no dice.
Zeus: Going once.
Dean: Don’t be that guy.
Yum. His face there. *loves*
Zeus: Going twice.
Dean: You can rot here for all I care.
Zeus: Yes, and the child will continue to suffer.
Now, see here is where I questioned Haley and Ollie being so close to this situation. And I thought maybe they should have coached Haley a bit better as to what “working him over” meant. Because when Dean is all let’s roll and he, Sam, and Shane walk away, Haley panics that they’re giving up and breaks the Devil’s Trap.
Dean realizes it one beat too late, but by then Zeus is out, ignoring Haley’s heartfelt plea to save her son, and blasts all three men back across the room. He summons Ollie to him and Dean and Sam exchange a silent look from their crumpled positions on the floor. Dean has the wooden stake in his hand and he stares at Sam, who nods, and they both charge Zeus—
--but are flung against the wall, really hard, but Artemis who suddenly showed up to the game.
Zeus: I trust you’ve met my daughter.
Sam sees Artemis look at Prometheus and he gets some kind of inkling about what he sees in that look. Meanwhile, Zeus is wanting to know if Prometheus experienced Ollie die once and wants to know if it caused him pain. Haley says yes and Zeus is delighted to hear it. He uses his god-powers to choke both Shane and Haley and tells Ollie he has a special job for him (which I don’t think we ever found out).
But first, he tells Artemis to release the boys. For some reason, she doesn’t just kill them in that room; she walks them down a long hallway first. I didn’t really get what that god-logic was, but whatever. Sam uses that walk to inform Dean that Artemis was actually “their” god – the goddess of hunters (or, rather, the hunt).
Dean: That’s fascinating.
He gives Sam a sidelong OMG your geek is totally showing look.
Sam: Hunters pray to her for courage…’course she’s not really worshiped any more. Having lost a step and all.
Artemis gets pissed and slams them face-first against a wall.
Artemis: The hell I have!
Dean (smashed against the wall): Really, Sam? Trash-talking a god?
Meanwhile, Zeus is making up for 7 years of not getting to torture Prometheus and is zapping him in the gut with a lightning ball. Not cool. Haley (no longer being choked) hides Ollie’s face.
Back in the hallway….
Sam: So, full powered? Really? That’s why it took you 7 years to track down Prometheus.
Artemis: He was hiding.
Sam: Hiding from you? So the god of the hunters couldn’t find a shack in Montana? I think you didn’t want to find him.
She wrenches their arms behind their backs.
Dean (wincing in pain): Good! Sammy, you’re doing great.
Sam keeps at her, telling her that her dad is going to kill that kid and when she pulls her knife on him, he tells her that Prometheus is in love with her – he told them. She can hear Prometheus screaming in pain from Zeus’ torture so Sam turns it up a notch and says that this wasn’t the first time he’s escaped and she’s had to hide their tryst from her old man.
She says he’s lying, but Sam’s like, oh yeah? How did I know? Did you tell – he rattles of a few Greek names. Dean is looking at the back of his brother’s head (because that’s all he can see, pressed against the wall like that) with a seriously, how the hell…? expression.
Finally, whatever Sam said works and Artemis lets them go and they’re all back in the main room. Zeus is about to kill Ollie – sadistically telling the little boy it’s just like going to sleep – so that his father will see and Artemis pulls her arrow on him. She tells him it has to stop. Zeus is like, he’s the reason we’re here and not ruling the world.
She demands he let them all go and he’s like, I am your Father; you will obey me.
Not so much. She lets her arrow loose and at the last second, Zeus grabs Prometheus using his god-power and uses him as a shield. He arrow goes into Prometheus’ chest and after thinking about it for a fraction of a second, Prometheus pushes the arrow through him and into Zeus, killing both of them. Artemis goes to the bodies and takes Prometheus’ hands, then pauses, looks at Haley, and instead of taking both of them with her, takes only Zeus.
Dean builds a pyre for Prometheus and he stands with Haley – his arm around her for comfort – while they watch Prometheus burn. His comfort of her was very sweet.
Sam stays back at the car with Ollie and tries his own version of comfort – ice cream Sundaes – but Ollie (speaking for the first time all episode) says he wants to stay.
Later, in the Impala, Dean hands Sam a hamburger and asks him how he knew Artemis had the hots for Prometheus.
Sam: Intuition. Luck.
Dean: Well, it worked. At least the kid’s all right.
Sam (pensive – most likely thinking that he just saw two gods…immortals…killed that night): Y’know, I’m starting to think maybe I was being naïve when I said I could just will myself into coming out of these trials unscathed.
Dean: Stop. You’re not gonna die like Prometheus.
Sam: How do you know? Bobby? Rufus? Now Prometheus? You think any of them chose death? No. The life chose for them.
Dean: Yeah, well, you promised. You promised to live a long, Clark Griswold life, full of prostate exams and colonoscopies. You’re not welching on that deal. Not on my watch. If you die? It’s gonna be because of something normal.
Atta boy, Dean.
Sam: Like a heart attack?
Dean: Exactly….yeah, now, eat your burger.
Back at the Batcave, Dean is walking wearily into his room, tossing down his jacket and sinking tiredly onto his bed. The Brother’s Theme is playing and he looks just…worn. Sad and tired and worn. His eyes are large with it, filling up and spilling over with invisible tears. The blue of his shirt makes them pop and his mouth is drawn down in worried frown as he sighs, looking up, around, then down and into the middle distance.
Dean: Cas, you got your ears on? Listen…you know I’m not one for praying. In my book, it’s the same as begging. But…this is about Sam. So, I need you to hear me. We are going into this deal blind and I don’t know what’s ahead. Or what it’s gonna bring for Sam. Now, he’s covering pretty good, but I know that he’s hurting. And this one was supposed to be on me. (*rubs heart*) So, for all that we’ve been through…I’m asking you…keep a lookout for my little brother, okay? (*tears*)
He looks over his shoulder, around the room, and his shoulders sag a bit.
Dean: Where the hell are you, man?
Oh, my goodness I hope Cas heard him. I hope he heard him and can help them even though he’s got his own mess to deal with. I also want someone to say that the trials weren’t supposed to be on him. He was going to do them to spare Sam, keep Sam safe, but he’s not failed because he’s not doing them.
It’s going to be hard to wait until March 20th. Oh, but that reminds me – that Ramble will be late. That week is Mo Chuisle’s Spring break and we’re going to travel back to Indiana to see my father…and it might be one of the last times I’m able to do so, unless we get ourselves a miracle of our own. So, I’ll be focusing on that more than likely, and will catch up with ya’ll when I return to Kansas.
Thank you for reading – and as always, I would love to hear your thoughts.