Changes

It’s dadDad. This is amazing, man. I’m – I’m – I’m freaking out.<br>

[The impala Impala drives down the highway.]<br>

[The impala Impala pulls up in front of the liquor store. SAM and DEAN get out.]<br>

No, I don’t think so. I think it’s a temporal paradox. We pulled dad Dad here from 2003, right? So time is self-correcting. Our timeline is changing to this new one.<br>

How are we gonna tell dadDad?<br>

I don’t know. How are we gonna tell momMom?<br>

I know. I know, momMom.<br>

Did you see them at dinner, the way they looked at each other? They just seemed happy, you know? It doesn’t feel fair to get all this and have to throw it away, and I know we have to. But it just feels like, you know… Once we send dad Dad back… it’s none of this ever happened. He – he just goes back to – to… to being dadDad.<br>

And for the longest time, I blamed dadDad. I mean, hell, I blamed momMom, too, you know? I was angry. But say we could send dad Dad back knowing everything. Why stop there? Why not send him even further back and let some other poor sons of bitches save the world? But here’s the problem. Who does that make us? Would we be better off? Well, maybe. But I gotta be honest – I don’t know who that Dean Winchester is. And I’m good with who I am. I’m good with who you are. ‘Cause our lives – they’re ours. And maybe I’m just too damn old to want to change that.<br>

Good to see you, dadDad.<br>