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[The episode begin on a recaps of the last episode] 
[FADE IN: A girl is sitting down at a table, her friend comes with beers.]
NEILL: Okay, we’ve got booze. We’ve got chocolate. And wait for it… [He turn on the radio] Tortured emo rock, the garanteed cure for any broken heart.
ANGELA: You didn’t have to do all this. I’m fine
NEIL: Yeah, I can see that
ANGELA: Thanks, Neil. You’re a good friend
NEIL: Yeah[Somebody knocks at the door.] 
ANGELA: Oh, God, it’s probably him.
NEIL: I’ll take care of it.
MATT: Where is she ?
NEIL: Chill out. Think about this for a second.
MATT: I need to talk to her.
NEIL: Some other time
MATT: You get out of my face, Neil. Angela?  [Angela is gone.] 

[FADE IN: Angela is in her car, she is triving on a dark road. Her phone rings.] 
ANGELA: Leave me alone.
MATT: Angela, I’m sorry.
ANGELA: You’re sorry ? [She laughs] You’re sorry. Oh, that’s great.
MATT: Angela, listen to me.
ANGELA: I don’t wanna listen to you. I’m done listening.
MATT: Listen to me.
ANGELA: [She is driving faster.] How could you do this? I loved you [She scream and smash the car in a fence. We see the mobile phone of Angela, some blood fall over.]
MATT: Angela? Angela? 

[FADE IN: Sam and Dean are in the car, running slowly on a small road]
DEAN: Come on, Sam, I’m begging you. This is stupid.
SAM: Why?
DEAN: Going to visit mom’s grave? She doesn’t have a grave. There was no body left after the fire.
SAM: She has a headstone.
DEAN: Yeah, put by her uncle, man we’ve never met. So you wanna go pay your respects to a slab of granite put up by a stranger ? Come on
SAM: Dean, that’s not the point.
DEAN: Well, then enlighten me, Sam.
SAM: It’s not about a body or a casket. It’s about her memory, okay? And after dad, it just feels like the right thing to do.
DEAN: It’s irrational, is what it is.
SAM: Look, man, no one asked you to come.
DEAN: Why don’t we swing by the Roadhouse? We haven’t heard from the demon. We should be hunting that son of a bitch down.
SAM: That’s a good idea. You should. Just drop me off. I’ll hitch a ride, I’ll meet you tomorrow.
DEAN: Right. I’ll be stuck with those people, making awkward small talk until you show up. No, thanks. 

[FADE IN: Sam and Dean are in the graveyard] [In front of the tomb of his mother. . Sam makes a hole in the ground. He takes out a necklace of his pocket.]
SAM: I think, um…I think dad would have wanted you to have these. [He put the John's military necklace in the hole and closes it.] I love you, mom 
[We see Dean. He looks at some headstones when he sees a dead tree. He goes up and remark that there’s a circle of death grass on the ground.] A MEN: There you go. [He give a piece of paper to Dean.]
DEAN: Thank you. Angela Mason. She was a student at the local college. Funeral was three days ago.
SAM: And?
DEAN: And? You saw her grave. Everything dead around it in a perfect circle. You don’t think that’s a little weird?
SAM: Maybe the groundskeeper got aggro with pesticide.
DEAN: No, I asked him. I asked him, no pesticide, no chemicals. Nobody can explain it.
SAM: Okay. So, what are you thinking ?
DEAN: I don’t know. Unholy ground, maybe.
SAM: Un--?
DEAN: What? If something evil happened it could easily poison the ground. Remember the farm outside of Cedar Rapids?
SAM: Yeah.
DEAN: Could be the sign of demonic presence. Or the Angela girl’s spirit, if it’s powerful enough. Don’t get too excited, you might pull something.SAM: It’s just, stumbling onto a hunt? Here, of all places?
DEAN: So?
SAM: So, are you sure this is about a hunt? Not about something else?
DEAN: What else would it be about?
SAM: You know, just forget it.
DEAN: You can believe what you want, Sam. But I let you drag my ass out here. Least we can do is check this out.
SAM: Yep. Fine
DEAN: Girl’s dad works in town. He’s a professor at the school.

[FADE IN: Sam & Dean are at the school.] 
A GIRL:  Hey.
ANOTHER GIRL: Hi. 
[They knock at the door. A man open the door.]
DEAN: Dr. Mason?
DR. MASON: Yes
SAM: I’m Sam. This is Dean. We were friends of Angela’s We…We wanted to offer our condolences.
DR. MASON: Please, come in.  
[They enter in the office. They looks some photographs.]
SAM: She was beautiful.
DR. MASON: Yes, she was.
DEAN: This is an unusual book. [He talks about a book he found in the library.]DR. MASON: It’s ancient Greek. I teach a course.
DEAN: So a car accident, that’s… that’s horrible.
DR. MASON: Angie was only a mile away from home when, uh…
DEAN: It’s gotta be hard…losing someone like that. Sometimes it’s like they’re still around…almost like you can still sense their presence. You ever feel anything like that?
DR. MASON: I do, as a matter of fact.
SAM: That’s perfectly normal, Dr. Mason. Especially with what you’re going through.
DR. MASON: You know, I still phone her. And the phone’s ringing before I remember that, uh… Family’s everything, you know? Angie was the most important thing in my life. And now I’m just lost without her.
SAM: We’re very sorry. 

[FADE IN: Dean & Sam are in the hotel room.] 
DEAN: I tell you, there’s something going on. We just haven’t found it yet.
SAM: Dean, so far you got a patch of dead grass and nothing.
DEAN: Something turned that grave into unholy ground.
SAM: There’s no reason for it to be unholy. Angela Mason was a nice girl, died in a car crash. That’s not exactly vengeful-spirit material. You hear her father.
DEAN: Yeah, well, maybe daddy doesn’t know everything there is to know about his little angel.
SAM: You know what? We never should’ve bothered that poor man. We shouldn’t even be here anymore.
DEAN: So, what, Sam? We just bail? Without even figuring out what’s going on?SAM: I think I know what’s going on here. It’s the only reason I went along with you this far.
DEAN: What are you talking about?
SAM: This is about mom’s grave.
DEAN: It’s got nothing to do with it.
SAM: You wouldn’t step within 100 yards. Look maybe you’re imagining a hunt where there isn’t one…so you don’t have to think about mom or dad. [Dean looks angry.] You wanna take another swing? Go ahead, if it’ll make you feel better.
DEAN: I don’t need this crap. [He take his key and his coat.]
SAM: Dean, where are you going?
DEAN: I’m gonna go get a drink. Alone. [He leave the hotel.] 

[FADE IN: We see Matt. He is watching a video about Angela. All around Matt the plants die. We see a shade in the screen of television. Matt turns round and scream. . Some blood gushes on television.] 

[FADE IN: Dean opens the door of the Angela’s appartment, when a young woman seen him.] 
WOMAN: Who the hell are you?
DEAN: Wait, wait, wait. Hold on.
WOMAN: I’m calling 911 !
DEAN: I’m Angela’s cousin.
WOMAN: What?
DEAN: Yeah, her dad sent me over to, uh, puck up her stuff. My name is Allan. Allan Stanwick.
WOMAN: Her dad didn’t say that you were coming.
DEAN: Well, I mean… How else would I have the key to your place?
[A little bit later.]
DEAN: So I’m sure you got a view of Angela that none of the family got to see. Tell me, what was she like? What was she really like?
WOMAN: She was great. Just great. I mean she was so…
DEAN: Great.
WOMAN: Yeah.Yeah.
DEAN: Yeah. Here you go. [He gave her a handkerchief.] You two must’ve been really close, huh?
WOMAN: We were. But it’s not just her. It’s Matt.
DEAN: Who?
WOMAN: Angela’s boyfriend.
DEAN: Right, Matt. Uh, what about him?
WOMAN: He killed himself, last night. He cut his own throat. Who does that?
DEAN: That’s terrible.
WOMAN: He was taking Angela’s death pretty hard, and I guess…He’d been messed up about it for days.
DEAN: Messed up how?
WOMAN: He kept saying that he saw her everywhere.
DEAN: Well, I’m sure that’s normal. With everything he was going through.
WOMAN: He says that he saw her. As in an acid trip or something.
DEAN: Were Angela and Matt a happy couple? Was there any reason Angela would be angry with him.
WOMAN: What? No, of course not. Why do you ask?
DEAN: Just asking.Where did Matt live? 

[FADE IN: Sam is alone in the hotel room. He looks a erotic channel, when Dean opens the door. Sam close the television fast.] 
SAM: Hey, what?
DEAN: Awkward.
SAM: Where the hell were you?
DEAN: I was working my imaginary case.
SAM: Yeah, and?
DEAN: Oh, well, you were right. I didn’T find much. Yeah, except, Angela’s boyfriend died last night, slit his own throat. But, you know, that’s normal. Uh, let’s see. What else? He was seeing Angela everywhere before he died. But, you know, I’m sure that’s just me transferring my own feelings.
SAM: Okay, I get it. I’m sorry. Maybe there is something going on here.
DEAN: Maybe? Sam, I know how to do my job, despite what you might think.
SAM: We should check out the guy’s apartment.
DEAN: I just came from there. A pile of dead plants, just like de cemetery. Hell, dead goldfish too.
SAM: So, unholy ground?
DEAN: Maybe. I’m still not getting that powerful angry-spirit vibe from Angela. I have been reading this, tough.  [He show to Sam a diary.]
SAM: You stole the girl’s diary?
DEAN: Yeah, Sam. If anything, the girl’s a little too nice.
SAM: So, what do you wanna do?
DEAN: Keep digging, talk to her friends.
SAM: You get any names?
DEAN: You kidding me? I have her bestest friend in the whole wide world. 

[FADE IN: Sam & Dean are with Neil. They’re talking about Angela and Matt.] 
NEIL: I didn’t realize college employed grief counselors.
DEAN: Oh, yeah. Yeah. You talk, we listen. Maybe, throw in a therapeutic collage. Whatever helps jump-start the healing.
NEIL: Well, I think I’m okay. Thanks.
SAM: Well, you heard what happened to Matt Harrison, right?
NEIL: Yeah, I did.
SAM: We just wanted to make sure you were okay. Grief can make people do crazy things.
NEIL: Look, I’m sorry about what happened to him. I am. But if Matt killed himself, it wasn’t because of grief.
DEAN: No, then why?
NEIL: It was guilty. Angie’s death was Matt’s fault.
SAM: How was Matt responsible?
NEIL: You know, she really loved that guy. But the night of the accident, she walked in on him with another girl.
DEAN: Hmm.
NEIL: She was really torn up. That’s why she crashed the car. Um, look, I gotta get ready for work.. So, thanks for the concern, but seriously, I’ll be okay.
DEAN:Well, that vengeful-spirit theory is starting to make a little more sence. I mean, hell hath no fury.
SAM: So, if Angela got her revenge on Matt, do you think it’s over?
DEAN: Well, there’s one way to be sure.[They sit down in the car.]
SAM: Yeah? What’s that?
DEAN: Burn the bones.
SAM: Burn the bones? Are you high? Angela died last week.
DEAN: So?
SAM: There’s not gonna be bones. There’s gonna be a ripe rotting body in the coffin.
DEAN: Since when are you afraid to get dirty, huh? 

[FADE IN: In the cemetery, they dig to fing the coffin. When they finally find it…]DEAN: Ladies first.
SAM: Hold that. [the flash-light.]
[Sam open it, there’s no more body in the coffin.] 

[FADE IN: In the house of Neil. He opens a door leading to the basement, he goes down there. Angela is there.]
ANGELA: I missed you. [She kiss Neil.] 

[FADE IN: Back to the cemetery.]
DEAN: They buried the body four days ago.
SAM: I don’t get it. Look. [He checks off inscriptions write in the coffin.]
DEAN: What is that?
SAM: I’m not sure.
DEAN: I seen these kinds of symbols before.
[Dean & Sam are in front of the Dr. Mason’s house. Dean looks angry, he knocks on the door.]
SAM: Dean, take it easy. Okay?
DR. MASON: You’re Angie’s friends, right?
SAM: Dr. Mason - -
DEAN: We need to talk.
DR. MASON: Well, then, come in.
SAM: Thanks [They come in.]
DEAN: You teach Ancient Greek. Tell me… What are these? [He show him a piece of paper with symbols on it.]
DR. MASON: I don’t understand. You said this had something to do with Angela.
DEAN: It does. Please, just humor me.
DR. MASON: They’re part of an Ancient Greek divination ritual.
DEAN: Used for necromancy, rigth?
DR. MASON: That’s right.
DEAN: Before we came over, we stopped by the library and did homework ourselves.Apparently, they use rituals like this one for communicating with the dead. Even bringing corpses back to life, full-on zombie action.
DR. MASON: Yeah. I mean, according to the legends. Now, what’s all this about?DEAN: I think you know.
SAM: Dean.
DEAN: Look, I get it. Okay? There are people that I would give anything to see again. But what gives you the right?
SAM: Dean!
DR. MASON: What are you talking about?
DEAN: What’s dead should stay dead!
DR. MASON: What?
SAM: Stop it !
DEAN: What you brought back isn’t your daughter anymore. These things are vicious and violent. They’re so nasty, they rot the ground. I mean, come on, haven’t you seen Pet Semetary?
DR. MASON: You’re insane.
DEAN: Where is she?
DR. MASON: Get out of my house. [ He try to call 911 but Dean stop him.]
DEAN: I know you’re hidding her somewhere. Where is she?
SAM: Dean, stop. That’s enough. Dean, look. Beautiful, living plants. We’re living.
DR. MASON: I’m calling the police.
SAM: Sir, we’re sorry. We won’t bother you again.
[They leave the house.] What is the matter with you, Dean?
DEAN: Back off.
SAM: That man is innocent. He didn’t deserve that.
DEAN: Okay, maybe he’s keeping her somewhere else.
SAM: Stop it. That’s enoughm okay? Enough.
DEAN: Sam, I know what I’m doing.
SAM: No, you don’t. At all. Dean, I don’t scare easy, but you’re scaring the crap out of me.
DEAN: Don’t be dramatic.
SAM: You’re lucky this turned out to be a real case. Cause you would have found something else to kill.
DEAN: What - -?
SAM: You’re on edge. You’re erratic. Except for when you’re hunting, then you’re scary. You’re tailspinning, man. And you refuse to talk about it, and you won’t let me help you.
DEAN: I can take care of myself, thanks.
SAM: No, you can’t. And you know what? You’re the only one who thinks you should have to. You don’t have to handle this alone. No one can.
DEAN: Sam, if you bring up Dad’s death on more - -
SAM: Stop. Dean, it’s killing you. Please. We’ve already lost Dad. We’ve lost Mom. I’ve lost Jessica. And now I’m gonna lose you too?
DEAN: We better get out of here before the cops come. I hear you.Okay? Yeah, I’m being an ass. And I’m sorry. But right now, we got a freaking zombie running around.We need to figure out how to kill it. Right?
SAM: Our lives are weird, man.
DEAN: You’re telling me. Come on. 

[FADE IN: Back to the Neil’s house.]
ANGELA: Honey, is something bothering you?
NEIL: It’s about Matt.
ANGELA: Haven’t we talked about that?
NEIL: I know, but - -
ANGELA: Haven’t we wasted enough time on him already? Come sit down. You always said that he didn’t deserve me. You were right.
NEIL: Angela… you didn’t get out and go see Matt, or…?
ANGELA: I’ve been here the whole time. Neil you really think I could do something like that?
NEIL: No. I don’t know. I can’t help it. You just - - You seem - -
ANGELA: Different?
[He makes sign that yes.]
ANGELA: You’re right, I am. I’ve realized, you’re the only one who ever really loved me. You proved that. You brought me back. I’m with you now. Isn’t that what you always wanted? 

[FADE IN: The brothers are now in their room.]
DEAN: We can’t just waste it with a headshot?
SAM: Dude, you’ve been watching way too many Romeo flicks.
DEAN: Telling me, there’s no lore on how to smoke them?
SAM: No, Dean, I’m telling you there’s too much. A hundred legends on the walking dead, but they all have different methods for killing them. Some say setting them on fire. One said - - where is it? Right here. Feeding their hearts to wild dogs. That’s my personal favorite. You knows what’s real and what’s myth?DEAN: Is there anything they have in common?
SAM: No, but a few said silver might work.
DEAN: Silver’s a start.SAM: But how are we gonna find Angela?
DEAN: We gotta figure who brought her back.
SAM: Any ideas?
DEAN: I think if it’s not her dad, it might be that guy Neil.
SAM: Neil?
DEAN: Yep.
SAM:How’d you come up with that?
DEAN: Well, you got your journal, I got mine.
[ He read a line in the diary.]
 ‘’Neil’s a real shoulder to cry on. He so understands what I’m going through with Matt.’’ There’s more where that came from. It’s got unrequited Ducky love all over it.
SAM: Yeah, but that doesn’t mean he brought her back from the dead.
DEAN: Mm. Did I mention that he’s professor Mason’s TA? Has access to all the same books?   
[FADE IN: The brothers are in the house of Neil.]
DEAN Hello? Neil. It’s your grief counselors. We’ve come to hug.
[He prepare his gun.]
SAM: Silver bullets?
DEAN: Yeah, enough to make her rattle like a change purse.
[They see that the plants are not alive anymore. They saw the door leading to the basement.] Unless this is where he keeps his porn.
[They unlock the door and going down in the basement. Angela is gone.]
Sure looks like a zombie pen to me.
SAM: Yeah. An empty one. You think Angela’s going after somebody?
[Dean finds an opened air vent.]
DEAN: No, I think she went out to rent Beaches.
SAM: Look, smart-ass, she might kill someone.We gotta find her, Dean.
DEAN: Yeah. Oh, right, she clipped Matt, because he was cheating, right?
SAM: Yeah.
DEAN: Well, it takes two to, you know…have hardcore sex.. I don’t know, it just seemed that Angela’s roommate…was broken up over Matt’s death. I mean, like, really broken up. 

[FADE IN: The Angela’s roommate is watching a photography of Angela and Matt. When suddenly, she hears a crack..] 
WOMAN: Hello?
[She opens the door, nobody. When she turns round, Angela is there.]
ANGELA: Hi, Lindsey, I’m home. [Lindsey runs to try to take refuge. Angela catches a pair of scissors.] You know what you did.
WOMAN: I’m sorry. I am so sorry.
ANGELA: You’re not sorry enough!
[She tries to hurt Lindsey but she avoids blow and runs farther. She tries to hurt Lindsey again but she miss it. Lindsey is on the floor, she kick Angela’s leg. Her leg broke. Angela fall and she don’t move. Lindsey turns Angela. Angela has scissors planted in the chest.]
WOMAN: Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, my God. Oh, my God.
[Angela open her eyes. She catches Lindsey's hair, tears off the scissors of her chest when we hear 2 gunshots.It’s Dean and Sam. Angela run and fate by the window. Dean follows her while Sam stays with Lindsey.]
SAM: Hey, I got you. I got you.
[Dean comes back.]
DEAN: Damn, that dead chick can run.
SAM: What now?
DEAN: I say we go have a little chat with Neil. 
[In the car, going to Niel.]SAM: So, the silver bullets, they did something, right?DEAN: Yeah, something. But not enough. What else you got?
SAM: Um… Okay, besides silver, we have nailing the unhead back into their grave beds. It’s mentioned a few times. It’s probably where the vampire-staking lore came from.
DEAN: Their grave beds? You serious?
SAM: Yeah.
DEAN: How the hell are we gonna get Angela back to the cemetery?
[They’re coming in the Neil’s office.]
NEIL: What are you guys doing here?
DEAN: I’ve heard of some people doing some desperate things to get laid, but you… You take the cake.
NEIL: Okay, who are you guys?
DEAN: You might wanna ask Angela that question.
NEIL: What?
SAM: We know what you did. The ritual. Everything.
NEIL: Crazy.
DEAN: Your girlfriend’s past her expiration date and we’re crazy? When someone’s gone, they should stay gone. You don’t mess with that kind of stuff.
SAM: Angela killed Matt. She tried to kill Lindsey.
NEIL: I don’t know what you’re talking about.
[Dean raises Neil of on his chair.]
NEIL: Hey.
DEAN: No more crap, Neil. His blood is on your hands. Now, me and him can make this right, but you gotta tell us where she is. Tell us!
NEIL: My house. She’s at my house.
[Dean unlooses it but he saw the plants, they are dead.]
DEAN: Are you sure about that?
[Neil make signs that yes and he look a door.] Listen, it doesn’t really matter where she is. There’s only one way to stop her. We gotta perform another ritual over her grave. To reverse the one that you did. We’re gonna need black root, some scar weed, some candles. It’s very complicated, but it’ll get the job done. She’ll be dead again in a couple of hours. I think you should come with us. I’m serious, Neil. Leave with us, right now.
NEIL: No. No.
[Dean leans towards Neil.]
DEAN: Listen to me. Get out of here as soon as you can. But most of all, be cool. No sudden movements. Don’t make her mad. Let’s go
[They leaving Neil alone. Then Neil opens the door where is Angela.]
NEIL: You said you’d stay in the house.
ANGELA: I’m sorry. I just needed to see you. Neil, please. You have to help me.
NEIL: Oh, God.
ANGELA: Come with me to the cemetery. Neil, they’re trying to kill me. We have to stop them.
NEIL: You mean kill them. It’s true. Matt and Lindsey.
ANGELA: They hurt me. If you love me, make sure nobody hurts me again.Take me to the cemetery, and then all this will be over.We can start new lives together. NEIL: Okay. God help me, but okay. I’ll go get the car. Just…just wait here.

[Oustide, he walk really fast, looking in his back. He is nervous.He tries to unlock the door of his car but he avoids keys.]
ANGELA: Neil, you look nervous.
NEIL: No, I’m fine.
ANGELA: Were you going to leave me?
NEIL: No, of course not - -
ANGELA: You were, weren’t you? How could you? Neil, I loved you.
NEIL: Angela - -
[She takes the Neil’s head, and she break his neck..] 

[FADE IN: In the cemetery, Dean & Sam are preparing the ritual.]
SAM: You really think this is gonna work?
DEAN: No, not really. But it was the only thing I could come up with.
[They hear a crack of dead leaves. They load their weapons. Sam is going to make a small round when he falls on Angela.]
ANGELA: Wait, it’s not what you think. I didn’t ask to be brought back. But it’s still me. I’m still a person. Please.
[He shoot her in the head. He start running, she follows him but Sam fall. So she jumps on him. She will broke his neck but Dean shoot her again, again and again.She finally falls in her coffin.Dean jumps on her, he kill her.]
ANGELA: Wait, don’t!
DEAN: What's dead should stay dead.
[The following morning, both brothers end up closing again the hole.]
SAM: Rest in peace.
DEAN: Yeah, for good this time, okay?
[They recover their things and go back easy to the car.]
SAM: You know, the whole fake-ritual thing? Luring Angela into the cemetery? Pretty Sharp.
DEAN: Thanks.
SAM: But did we have to use me as bait?
DEAN: I figured you were more her type. She had pretty crappy taste in guys.
SAM: I think she broke my hand.
DEAN: You’re just too fragile. We’ll get it looked at later.
[When they are very close to the car, Dean looks of the corner of the eye at Mary's tomb. Sam remark it.]
SAM: You wanna stay for a while?
DEAN: No.
[They go to the car and leave the cemetery. A little bit later, Dean stops the car on the side of the road. Dean going out of the car, follows by Sam.]
SAM: Dean, what is it?
DEAN: I’m sorry.
SAM: You - -? For what?
DEAN: The way I’ve been acting. And for Dad. I mean, he was your dad too.And it’s my fault that he’s gone.
SAM: What are you talking about?
DEAN: I know you’ve been thinking it. So have I.Doesn’t take a genius to figure it out. Back at the hospital, I made a ful recovery.It was a miracle.And five minutes later, Dad’s dead and the Colt’s gone.
SAM: Dean.DEAN: You can’t tell me, there’s not a connection there.I don’t know how the demon was involved…I don’t know how the whole thing went down, exactly…but Dad’s dead because of me. And that much I do know.
SAM: We don’t know that. Not for sure.
DEAN: Sam…You and dad…You’re the most important people in my life. And now…I never should’ve come back, Sam. It wasn’t natural. And now look what’s come of it. I was dead. And I should have stayed dead. You wanted to know how I was feeling. Well, that’s it. So tell me. What could you possibly say to make that all right? 

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