Standing Outside the Fire

35

[Of Grave Importance]

EXT. DESERTED STREET – NIGHT

Sam was leaning against the hood of a car. Francesca sat on the hood. Dean carried a tray of take-out food and said, "All right, here we go."

Dean sat between Sam and Francesca and put the tray down on the hood between them. "You know... even though the world is going to crap, there's one thing that I can always count on – these things tasting the same in every drive-through in every state in our great nation." He took a bite of a taco. "Mmm."

A phone rang. Sam and Francesca patted their pockets and Dean took out his cell. "Annie."

"Hey, Dean."

"A nice surprise. How you been?"

CAR – NIGHT

Annie, who appeared to be in her late 30s, was driving.

CAR - NIGHT / DESERTED STREET - NIGHT

"Oh, I'm still kicking," Annie said. "So, good, I guess. Heard about Bobby. I'm sorry."

"Yeah," Dean replied. "Us too. What's up?"

"Well, I got some of his old books. I thought maybe you'd want 'em."

"Yeah. Sure. Where you at?"

"Bodega Bay. Crow's Nest Inn."

"You working?"

"Always. You guys anywhere nearby?"

"Near enough."

"Cool. Why don't we meet at the Pier Front Restaurant – lunch?"

"One o'clock?"

"Yeah. Bye."

EXT. HOUSE – NIGHT

INT. HOUSE – NIGHT

Two teenagers were kissing on a sofa. The room was lit by candles.

"We shouldn't be here," the girl said.

"Yeah. I know," the boy replied.

CAR – NIGHT

Annie was driving. She pulled up to the house.

INT. HOUSE – NIGHT

The girl sat up at the sound of Annie's vehicle. "Cops?"

Annie's car door slammed. The teenagers grabbed flashlights and got up from the sofa.

EXT. HOUSE – NIGHT

Annie walked towards the front door, shining a flashlight.

INT. HOUSE – NIGHT

The teenagers hurried through the house. Their flashlights flickered and went out. A large man was standing in the doorway.

"You shouldn't have come here," the man told the teenagers as he ran towards them.