"Carry on, my wayward son. There'll be peace when you are done. Lay your weary head to rest. Don't you cry no more."
And just like that, Supernatural has come to an end. Was it everything we all wanted? No. Was it fitting? Yes. Did it pull at your emotions and hurt like an angel blade through the chest? Abso-freaking-lutely.
Buckle up, kiddos, because there will be spoilers. Here's a photo of Baby give you enough time to click away if you don't want to be spoiled.
So what do you do when your pseudo-son becomes God, saves the universe, and goes off to do God things? Whatever you want. And that's exactly what the Winchesters do. They start living a more normal life. They still live in the bunker and do what they usually do, but this time, everything is better and also somewhat boring. There seems to be less cases to handle, which means they have more time to do things like go to a Pie Festival. And yes, Dean is in absolute heaven. Or so he thought.
Naturally, all is not good, and a home invasion case pops up on the boys' radar. Parents are killed and/or mutilated and their kids are taken. It has a familiar feel to it. Turns out, Papa Winchester had written about a similar case in his journal. I think you can see some of what's going on here. We're going back to the basics.
The guys figure out this is likely the work of vampires, and head to the next potential location the vamps are going to hit. They kill one and get info from the other as to where the nest is. They get to the nest, find the kids, and are confronted by the rest of the nest. We also see a familiar face - Jenny, the gal who was turned into a vamp in season one. She doesn't last long this time. The boys make swift work of the other vampires, but not before Dean is impaled on some rebar. And just like that, Dean Winchester's story begins its conclusion.